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Short Skirt

By: Danieluk



"That's not short!" Snorted our new friend Ian, as my wife paraded in front of us. Joy stopped and looked at us all. I was sat grinning and Sarah, Ian's wife was too. 

"You said you were going to wear a short skirt to the party" Ian continued to wind up my wife.

My wife stood before us in a blue suit with a skirt about 2 inches above her knees. It showed her long legs off really well and I knew she felt good in it.

"Not short enough eh?" She shot back at him, "you just wait!" With that she stormed from the hotel room and disappeared.

The three of us laughed as she left and wondered what would happen next. It had all started when we arrived at the hotel a week back to find that there was a celebration party in the hotel for the guests. It was the tenth anniversary for the present owners and they were having a lavish bash.

We had met Ian and Sarah early on and got on really well with them. I had watched Ian looking longingly at Joy from our first meeting. He kept stealing looks down her cleavage and at her legs whenever he had a chance.

One night after sex, I quizzed my wife about him. 

"Would you fuck Ian if you got a chance?" I ventured. 

"Mmm maybe" she replied and I got hard again...

The skirt thing had started because we had all been talking about what to wear. Ian had badgered her into wearing a "Short" skirt and Joy had said she had intended too. Ian clearly thought it wasn't short enough!

When Joy came back into the room we all sat stunned. She had cleverly pinned the skirt up until it was just decent enough to go out in, if you had the bottle!

"Now you're talking girl!" Grinned Ian, "fabulous legs!"

"Like it?" Joy queried as she strutted in front of us.

Ian and I just ogled my wife and it was Sarah who spoke.

"Wear that and you might get more than you expect!"

We all giggled and Joy said, "OK, this then" and left the room.

I was a little embarrassed and glanced across at Sarah. She had slipped a hand into her man's lap and was gently stroking his erect cock through his trousers.

Sure enough, on the night of the party Joy wore the skirt. When we entered the ballroom, we spotted Ian and Sarah right away. Joy was watched by most of the men present as we moved over to Ian's table. He watched her intently, his eyes fixed on her long legs.

The party was filled with guests some in nice revealing outfits like Joy's but none quite as short. 

Sarah had a cocktail dress on which exposed her nice cleavage. It wasn't long before the dancing started and Ian monopolised my wife neatly. At one point Sarah leant over to me and said, "I think my husband wants to fuck your wife."

I was a bit startled at her openness but looking at them dancing it was clear she was right. Ian had Joy on the floor holding her close during a slow number. His hand had moved round onto her firm ass cheek and was pulling her hard against his crotch. They were slowly moving to the music in long slow grinding movements and it looked as if they were having sex on the dance floor. If it hadn't been for their clothes, they would have!

I looked at Sarah and waited. 

"Don't you mind my husband is going to fuck you wife?" She said.

"She has never strayed before. How do you know she will now?" I replied.

"That's how he dances with me and I can never resist. He always fucks me when we dance."

"So?" I continued.

"So he has wanted Joy since the first time he saw her and she will let him fuck her now." Sarah was so simplistic about it.

"Don't you mind?" I asked.

"No, as long as he comes back to my bed." She seemed happy.

I decided to chance my arm and said "Why don't we fuck too?"

Sarah giggled and said "Sorry, but I don't fuck around. Might be fun but I just like to watch him work on others. Sorry again".

Resigned, I looked back to the dance floor.

By now Joy had moulded her body to Ian's as they gyrated on the dance floor. He was nibbling her long neck and ears and I could see she was putty in his strong hands.

Sarah and I watched as her husband silently took my wife's hand and lead her compliantly from the floor toward the French windows. Sarah looked at me and we followed them.

Stopping by the door they had gone through, we watched as they moved into the dark corner by the garden wall. A low table was resting against the wall and they stopped by it. I took a deep breath in as my wife turned and wrapping her arms round Ian's neck kissed him long and deep. A warm hand touched my leg as Sarah watched her man respond to my wife's kiss.

Without breaking the kiss, Ian lifted Joy up and sat her on the edge of the table. I watched as she took one hand from around his neck and reached down to this crotch. From our angle, Sarah and I could not see what she was doing but by their movements it was clear she was groping his cock.

Ian's hands went down the sides of my wife and reached the hem of her dress. With her help, he got it up off the table and I saw her legs exposed up to her pussy. She was wearing a light pair of tights, stockings would have been lower than the skirt hem and Ian was tugging at the top to get at her pussy. My wife had by now opened her legs wide to let him get free access to her pussy and we could see the whiteness of his erect cock as she played with him.

Joy was panting heavily as Ian finally ripped her tights and got his hand on her cunt. She moaned and leant back as his fingers penetrated her body and sent shivers of lust through her. I was enjoying the scene before me of my wife being groped by another man and my cock was rock hard. Suddenly I felt Sarah's hand on my cock and she started to squeeze me gently through my trousers.

As I watched them, Joy pulled on Ian's cock and rubbed him against her pussy. Ian shifted his position and with a long thrust pushed himself balls deep into my willing wife. Now I was watching my darling wife getting her first illicit fuck since we married. I loved it.

Sarah was still rubbing my cock and as we watched them fuck she turned to me and asked if I was enjoying watching her husband fuck my wife. I said it was great and asked again if she would like to fuck. She giggled and told me to keep quiet and watch my wife. Mind, she did keep rubbing my erection.

Ian had now settled into a steady rhythm and Joy was laid back, legs apart, being fucked on the garden table. There was no pretence of gentleness as Ian held her hips tight and thrust hard and deep into her cunt as she was impaled on his rampaging dick.

I knew she was cumming as she wrapped her legs around her lover and tried to pull him deeper into her hot cunt. Ian went rigid and sent spurts of hot cum deep inside my wife. Then he withdrew and thrust hard into her making her cry out as he pumped more cum deeper with each thrust.

After what seemed like an age, Ian finally pulled out of my ravaged wife and put his limp dick, glistening with my wife's juices back inside his pants. I glanced to my left and saw a few people looking out of the windows further along from us!

Sarah was still rubbing me and I saw she was very flushed. I nearly came in my pants! Looking outside again Ian was walking back to the dance room and Joy was just starting to stir on the table. She looked an amazing sight laid totally open with her cunt glistening in the half-light as Ian's cum ran from her pussy. He waited for a moment and taking her hand they walked back toward the hotel.

Sarah and I were already sat down as they entered and we noticed heads turning to watch the lovers as they entered. Some of the men cast longing glances at my wife, her tights were ripped and it was quite clear they had just fucked as they walked hand in hand back to our table.

"I've brought your lovely wife back to you" grinned Ian. 

"Did she please you?" I asked. 

"Oh yes, she was very nice. Maybe I can dance with her again?" He said quizzically.

"That's up to her" I replied, "but right now she is going to dance on me for a while in bed. Oh and maybe you can arrange for Sarah to dance with me some time?"

Sarah shot me a glance that didn't exactly say no.

Without waiting for a reply I took my freshly fucked wife by the hand and rushed off to bed, intent on screwing the rest of the night away.

Short Skirt, Long Afternoon



My girlfriend Katie rarely preferred skirts over pants, but whenever she did, I couldn't help but enjoy the way the skirt would swish and sway with the hypnotic motion of her hips as she walked. Even standing still, a loose skirt would outline the curves of her gorgeous ass, making it a special treat when I found myself standing behind her, or beside her, or in front where her hips would hint at the pleasures behind. Occasionally, when the weather was nice enough I would get my hopes up that today would be a skirt day. When the weather wasn't right, I might find myself fantasizing about skirt day.

This certainly wasn't the only time or way I thought of her, but the fluid grace of her in a skirt accentuated her soft, ample bust and made for one sexy woman, head to toe. As such, I made sure to compliment her and drop hints about how much fun it was for me when she would switch up her wardrobe. I didn't know my comments had been duly noted until one day I got lucky.

I had been out running errands, trying my best to avoid the summer heat by moving from air conditioned car to air conditioned store as quickly as possible. Even having started errands early, I hadn't gotten back until mid-afternoon and was hungry for any sort of lunch. Katie's car was still in the driveway, but I hadn't seen her when I came into the house, so I yelled upstairs, "Katie? I'm home! Did you eat already?"

"Hi, sweetie! Just give me a minute," she called back brightly.

As I walked to the staircase to go find Katie, she came swaying down, in a red knee-length skirt and matching red-and-black bodice. Her breasts popped in their cups, her ass popped out under the curve of the skirt, and something popped up rather suddenly in my pants. I stopped where I was standing, and she continued down the rest of the stairs and glided over to me, then planted a big kiss on my lips.

"Hi, sweetie, I thought we could do something special today!" she beamed with no small amount of mischief in her eyes. Those bright blue eyes twinkled, then she twirled around and lead me by the hand back up the stairs. With each stair, her ass bounced just above eye level, and with each bounce, the skirt lifted up giving me small peeks of creamy, smooth cheeks barely contained by a bright red thong.

By this point I had lost the ability to think, which was just as well since I was no longer in control of the situation. Not that I had any reason to complain as we reached the bed and she seated me near the edge then leaned in and started making out with me. My hands rested naturally around her waist, and as we kissed furiously I felt her ass and slid my hands down to the hem of her skirt. Finding the back of her thighs, I slid back up, this time under the skirt until I had one full cheek in each hand. I squeezed and massaged, noticing the heat between her legs.

I pulled my mouth away and leaned down to start kissing the top of her breasts, but she said, "not just yet. Let me make it more even."

Before any rogue thoughts could surface on my part, she had my pants undone and off in one motion, leaving my boxers in place. She slid me a little further back on the bed, then straddled me. Under the skirt her legs pressed against mine, and I felt the heat of her pussy pulse through our underwear as my erection pressed against it. with Katie's new position, her breasts were perfectly situated for me to lick and suck. I worked them over as Katie started grinding against me, my tongue teasing the nipples hiding just below the top of the bodice's cups.

She used her arms to squeeze her tits together, now nearly busting loose from the bodice, and I buried my face between them. Katie's hips shifted, and when she moaned, I knew she'd found a way to work her clit towards orgasm. I started spreading my kisses from her breasts to her neck. She threw her head back to give me access and soft moans became louder as she climaxed against me.

I held her against me until she caught her breath, then I shifted my hips and rolled her onto the bed. I flipped the top of her skirt up and pulled down her soaked red thong, revealing her shaved pussy. She had done quite a job working herself up, so I dropped my boxers to the floor and plunged my cock deep inside her. She was hot and tight around my dick and wrapped her legs tight around my waist, kicking her heels into the ass to push me as deep I could go. We locked eyes as I lay buried in her, and she drew an expectant breath as I withdrew to the tip.

She pulled me back in with her legs and closed her eyes as I began to fuck her harder, spurred on by kicks and squeezes. Her chest heaved in the bodice; hair strewn messily across the bed. I could hear her building up to orgasm again, and she started to press her hips into me with each stroke. Her legs went loose against me, and, as she grabbed the bed, I could feel her tighten and pulse around my erection. Katie had stopped using words, but the meaning of her moans were clear, and I thrust deep into her as she came again, holding deep inside her as she quieted down.

She gently gestured for me to pull out with her legs, then rolled over and pulled herself up onto her knees. Happily for me, she wasn't done yet. She wiggled her ass high in the air, a sign I knew meant to hurry it up, and I plunged my cock back inside her. She was sensitive, having come more than once already, and quickly collapsed from her elbows, burying her head in her pillow. I was ready to come, and didn't hold back, holding onto her hips and thrusting quickly. As I slapped into her ass, the skirt swayed back and forth around her waist, magnifying the pounding of my cock. Her muffled squeals got louder through the pillow, so I knew she was getting close to orgasm again.

"Come for me, and I'll come with you.... Mmm, fuck," I grunted as she started to climax for the third time. I came hard inside her as her pussy squeezed me, the urgency of my voice matching Katie's moans. I kept thrusting hard and fast as I came, riding her until I could feel her start to relax and the last drops of cum entered her. She slid flat on the bed as I pulled out of her. After a minute or two of recovery she propped herself up and looked over at me.

"I did not have any lunch, are you hungry?" she asked nonchalantly.

I smirked at her, "No, I think I just had dessert first, and it may have ruined my appetite."

She scowled back at me to indicate that the joke was not well-received, but her eyes didn't stop smiling.



Short Skirt, Long Jacket



"Yet another port call, but at least we're heading home." You think to yourself. It's been quite a long deployment and at last we seem to be on the final leg.

The most anticipated port call yet, Perth, calls to everyone aboard with open arms and happy promises.

It's the second day and after a long duty day the day before, you are excited to escape for a few days.

Finally free of Fifth Fleet, you are looking forward to a night in a comfortable bed. Unfortunately, you haven't got any plans yet.

It's been some time since Dubai and you never expected anything more to come from it. That is, until a mutual friend stepped from behind a bulkhead mysteriously.

"Siren, do you have any plans for this port?"

"Well, no...not yet...why? What's up?" You ask curiously.

"Vivi, someone else you know, and I are hereby inviting you out then...Do you accept?"

Confusion plays over your face as all this is unexpected and random. But you have an intuition about "someone else."

"I'd be glad to."

"Great! This is for you..." He hands you a long box wrapped in a red velvet ribbon which had been tied in a bow. There was a note slid in between the ribbon and the box.

Your mysterious messenger disappears just as soon as the box is safely in your control.

You go back to your berthing, sure that there's still time as breakfast chow was just ending.

You untie the ribbon at your rack and set the note to the side momentarily. You open the box and lift out a dress. It's all black, with a plunging neckline and slits up the side. Soft, it seems a combination of satin and lace. The dress, light as air, gets place gently on your rack as you remember the note.

"Siren,

As you've already accepted our invitation, make yourself ready for the day. Shower, groom, and pick out some clothes to walk around Australia in. We have a light, easy day planned. For the night there is a more serious affair. Pack a bag with this dress and other effects that are alluring. Tell no one of your heavier plans, merely that you are staying overnight. Meet us in Hangar Bay 3 at 1100.

Blessed Be,

Phoenix, Vivi, 'Xander"

You gather some clothes for the day and go to the showers, being sure to gently fold your dress and stick it into a backpack that you will be using for the day, which is then tucked into your upright locker. You freshen up, showering quickly, but not neglecting shaving yourself and making sure there's attention to all things intimate. You brush out your hair, leaving it down to dry well. You do your make up, but pack some in a clutch purse as well. When you get back to your rack you tuck the clutch purse and a pair of shoes which match your dress into the bag.

You are dressed comfortably, a t-shirt and jeans with a pair of sneakers. Having checked yourself in the mirror one last time you declare yourself ready and lock everything down and head out.

You reach the hangar bay a bit early, but then again so did they. Each had a backpack and was dressed for the day.

You sign out at everyone's logbooks, trooping quickly through the ship, joking and laughing the whole time.

Finally, you all head for the gangplank. You pass the day shopping, sightseeing, and eating. Everyone laughs, jokes and is especially flirtatious. You begin to get fidgety as he is paying no expense to the attention he gives you. Light touches, subtle jokes, bold statements...you can't help but wonder what the evening holds.

The night unfolds herself and after a nice dinner you all head over to the hotel room.

You all get in and the air changes, as if charged. You feel like your entire body is buzzing. The room begins to get arranged as the mysterious night unfolds. First Vivi excuses herself to the head to change. The chairs are rearranged, placed against the wall and out of the way. The beds are pushed together to create more room around and a seemingly interesting theme also occurs to you. Vivi returns, dress hugging her ample curves and her red hair up in playful braids. Light blue make up highlights her eyes and a coral lip gloss makes her lips pout.

Phoenix goes over and kisses her softly, then disappears next into the head.

A silver laden goblet appears out from one bag, a bottle of wine from another to be placed in a bucket of ice to chill. Candles sprung from a third bag, which were then placed around the two joined beds on nightstands, their lit wicks dancing on the walls as the lights were dimmed. The stage now set...its players soon ready.

Phoenix returns, dressed in a smooth black button down shirt and soft slacks; Clean shaven with bright blues eyes and neatly cropped blonde hair, he is excited and wild. He kisses Vivi again and clasps arms with 'Xander who takes his leave next, a sensuous wink to you as he does so.

As Vivi and Phoenix talk quietly, you begin to wonder what game is unfolding.

He returns, a silky azure top hugging his slender but athletic frame and soft gray pants. His eyes, strikingly both dark and bright, flashed wildly in your direction.

"It is your turn, Siren, and then this celebration can begin."

You go into the head with your bag. You change, taking off your shirt and jeans, then with a mischievous smile also your bra and panties. A black lace bra and lace thong replaces them. The dress is donned, fitting sinuously over your slim body. You again brush out your hair; it waves softly under your strokes. Your make up has your eyes smoky and your lips deep red, as if already drinking from the cup.

You take a deep breath, and then push open the door of the head. As you step out you step directly into his gaze. His fierce brown eyes entrap you and he smirks, looking you over. Grabbing you savagely he wraps his arms around your waist and finally free of societal constraints he kisses you...deeply, passionately. The lights seem to fade from sight briefly, then snap back as he breaks the embrace.

"Breathtaking," He whispers to you as if reading your mind as he walks away chuckling.

"At last! We can begin!" Cries Vivi.

The cup, now filled with a deep red wine, is in her hands.

"First, Vivi, we must offer a prayer to the proper deities, and then make our drink offerings to each, and then can we start our night wholly. Is this all well with everyone?" 'Xander says firmly looking around at the group.

Vivi looks down as he fixes her with his intense gaze, but then nods and smiles softly.

Phoenix nods, a capricious look making him look eager.

And finally he turns and gazes at you...and such a look you have never seen him give you. Full of lust, yearning, hunger. A promise of every sort of adventure and danger. You nod back, excepting whatever the night may bring...though it's not your usual way. 

"Why does he always challenge me so?" You think, smiling to yourself.

"Let us pray then...to my patron gods and goddesses, for I am the high priest tonight! Gather round all, so we might make our tributes."

We all sit in the closest circular shape we can manage around the beds.

"Lilith, Pan, Dionysus...these gods do we pray to this night. To Lilith, first female and mother of all vampire kin I pray first, and hope that you would accept our tribute of vitae instead of blood, for blood is much more precious than the soul's energy which we produce in such abundance. Take our offering then and bless this night of wild abandon in celebration of you."

With these first words we did not drink of the cup, but he surprised me, grabbing me firmly and tipping my head aside as he bites my neck. I understand his prayer finally and bite him back...an image of a beautiful pale woman cast suddenly appears in front of my mind's eye. Phoenix and Vivi also make this embrace. After a moment, the embrace is broken, but the sacrifice is not properly finished. Phoenix reaches for me, blue eyes flashing like lightning, and I glimpse 'Xander reaching for Vivi with a savage growl. Again we feel that embrace, heady and strong as life passes to life.

The embrace breaks again. Everyone sits eyes wild and breathing heavily.

'Xander continues the prayers, sure then that the life tribute was worthy.

"Now Pan, god of the wilds and the savageness of life. We next pay tribute to you...but how then do we do it? You played music and enjoyed wild games, so wild merriment we will make to you."

With this part of the prayer music was started on a sound system nearby. A game of tag broke, then dancing...a chase, then a mock hunt. You are tackled and thrown...a merry game of cat and mouse played out throughout the room.

Finally, satisfied and breathless, we all gathered back around the bed...the music silenced.

"So we make merry to you Pan and so it is good. Bless in our night of celebration for it is you also that we hope to appease."

He pauses, a grin on his face.

"Lastly, we give tribute to you Dionysus, chief god of this night. You are friend of Pan and wild lover of Lilith. We drink this whole bottle amongst us four in your honor, in hopes that our drunken merriment will rival that of your ancient rites."

With that he took the cup from the nightstand nearby, raised toast to the air above his head and drank. He passed it then to Vivi who drank and passed to Phoenix and then to me. I drank...feeling its strong taste affect me. We passed the cup around until the bottle would pour no more life into it.

"Great gods, we pray to you now that our revel is just beginning. As we drink more wine and eat great cheeses and make much mischief, be among us and enjoy our company. With that we end our tributes to you and eagerly go to revelry."

Another bottle of wine is opened and a package of cheese broken out. New music is started as we eat and drink our fill.

Once everyone feels sated of food and drink 'Xander turns to me and says

"And now for those other bits Pan and Dionysus did enjoy..."

He walks over to me again, kissing me deeply, my breath turning to ragged gasps at their intensity. He cups my breast through the dress, rubbing until my nipple becomes hard and pert against his touch.

Vivi and Phoenix similarly embrace, her fingers running across his scalp as moans flow about the room.

'Xander's hand passes to my thigh, and then slides down my panties.

He breaks the kiss just long enough to look at you, an eyebrow raised expectantly. You raise your leg obediently, knowing you are now his for the night.

You smile back, eyebrow cocked, daring him to do whatever comes next.

He bites your neck, his fingers running up your thighs to your flower. As he drains you he rubs along your petals, caressing you. He slides inside you, not breaking the embrace. You moan at the pleasure and he growls in response.

He pushes you back onto your section of the bed. He breaks the embrace to kiss your lips, one hand still between your thighs, the other pulls aside your dress and bra, rubbing your breast.

Your nipple becomes his next plaything; he suckles it, nipping it gently with his teeth, blowing softly against it, teasing into a rock hard nub as you moan from the attention.

Finally he strips you out of your dress, your bra...you lay on the bed naked in front of him...his for the taking.

Looking up with parted, pleasure filled eyes you see too that Vivi sits naked on the end of the bed, Phoenix's cock in her pale hand...you see her stroking it, then guides him into her mouth as she makes him hard and ready for her glistening slit.

You realize that the room is free and you push Xander to the bed. You straddle him, feeling his manhood against your naked pelvis. But you know he must wait.

You unbutton his shirt, kissing and nipping each piece of skin as you expose it. You slide off his shirt and run your hands over his muscular chest.

With a wicked smile your hands slide down to unbutton his pants and slide them off. Running your hands over his legs and thighs, you know he wants you. You look into his eyes as you slide off his boxer briefs. You slide yourself on top of him and you feel him fill your cunt as he sighs softly and runs his hands over your breasts. You begin to grind and ride him, thrusting against him as you wreathe in pleasure.

He rubs you perfectly and you squeeze his cock to the point of milking him, both of you feeling the sensations pass over you again and again, the pleasure and past alcohol threatening to send you over the edge. You moan and he rolls you to your back, lifting your legs up as he hungrily pistons back and forth, the strength of his hips thrusting into you fully. Your moans becoming screams.

You see him tense and he pulls out, a smile on his face as he jacks his cock and cums all over your breasts. You gasp as the warm liquid splashes over you.

Vivi and Phoenix lie talking nearby. At the sight of 'Xander cumming, Vivi eagerly comes over to you and begins to kiss, lick and suckle your breasts as she cleans his cum off you. Your eyes go wide in surprise at her boldness and eager lust for cum.

The room became a twisted turntable as 'Xander takes Vivi by the hand and twirled her around once.

She giggles and again sits down on the edge of the bed, her cheeks rosy from drink and eyes glittering with lust and she looks at his semi-erect dick now inches from her face.

She takes his member into her mouth, sucking, licking and completely swallowing it to make it hard again. You feel a twinge of jealously as she pays him these attentions until suddenly you feel a playful nip on your neck.

While you were watching the other two, Phoenix had snuck up on you, his wanting eyes making you feel as sexy as ever.

He runs his hands slowly over your naked skin, making you feel on fire. You reach down, touching him, feeling him harden more to your slight touch. Emboldened, you smile at him and take him inside you as you lay back, grasping his hips with your calves. You lay back against a pillow, back slightly arched, and pull him into you over and over again.

Vivi soon lays on her back also, legs resting on 'Xander's shoulders as he hammers into her, moans passing over the room, with growls and grunts from the males. 

Soon mischief creeps into your mind, whether your own or those patron god's taking their places. You push 'Xander down and nod at Vivi to do the same to Phoenix. You lower yourself onto 'Xander in a reverse cowgirl.

Vivi turns herself toward you and you both ride your master's cocks as you run your fingers across her full busty breasts and she your perky ones. As you kiss her lips you feel your master go rock hard. You smile through the kiss, running your hands over her soft porcelain skin and kissing her deeply as you squeeze his cock with your pelvis and rise up and down his shaft.

As he begins to tremble you lift off for a second and in one smooth motion you slide a condom down the length of his engorged member. You slam yourself down again, screaming in pleasure and grinding over and over against him...round and round as he groans.

You slide up and down tightly and at a fast tempo, quaking as you feel an orgasm welling up inside you. As you reach your peak he stiffens, letting go a second time and sending you reeling as you feel the cum spurt inside you.

You giggle and lay back, kissing 'Xander. You notice that Phoenix has not yet came, Vivi teasing him more and slowly working up and down his cock as she moans loudly and gives you both a show. You begin to play along, kissing her lips, suckling her nipples, even rubbing her clit as she moans louder and louder. Just as Phoenix looks like he's about to explode, Vivi hops up quickly and shoves his cock into her mouth, milking his cum down her throat in greedy fashion. She finishes and he collapse back against the bed.

Vivi giggles as well, enjoying her cum drink and she kisses you again and plays her hands over you.

After a few moments everyone lays out on the bed, not bothering to dress, just collapsing...a pile of everything and nothing.

He strokes your hair gently as you lay against him and fall asleep, a smile of satisfaction and pleasure on your lips. 



Short Skirt, Long Jacket



It was a brisk morning in late December and Jamie was at his normal café, at the normal time, getting his normal order: medium black coffee and a bacon egg and cheese sandwich on a croissant. Jamie had always been one for routine and normalcy and if you'd met him in high school, he would have been the nerd. When he grew out of acne and learned how to dress well, he became quite the catch, although he still stuck to his every day pattern. He worked a high end IT job and hung out with computers all day but he had human friends now too. Standing a few inches shy of six feet, Jamie had slender build with lean muscles. His dark hair was cut short and he was clean shaven, showing off his sharp cheek bones and jaw line.

He gave the barista a friendly smile as she prepared his order. Jamie didn't know it but today would be different. She was there, a woman Jamie had never seen before. She was petite and wore a long green jacket over a short dress with every color flower printed on it. He watched her out of the corner of his eye and thought to himself, 'Short skirt under a long jacket? That's sexy.' She looked around his body at the breakfast display case and he noted the way she chewed her lip and looked in deep thought regarding her choice of early morning sustenance, which amused him. She had wavy brown hair, deep brown eyes and full lips. She was only about five feet tall but he could tell she had a shapely figure under her coat.

"That will be $5.75, please." Jamie snapped back to reality when the barista told him the cost. He patted his pockets and his jacket, looking for his wallet but coming up empty.

"Shit," he muttered under his breathe. "I forgot my wallet. This is just perfect. Happy Monday," he said with a mix of sarcasm and disappointment. He tried his pockets again but no luck.

"Here," a loud voice came from behind him. He turned around to see the deep thinking woman holding out her debit card. "I'll pay for it. No one likes Mondays, why make them worse?" She had a genuine smile on her face, more than happy to give her debit to card over to pay for a stranger's breakfast.

"I really couldn't." He tried to push the card away but she moved around him and gave it to the woman behind the counter.

"Add a medium caramel latte to the order and," she turned to face Jamie, "whatever he says is good for breakfast. I just can't seem to make up my mind." Jamie stood there with a surprised expression, looking for words and not finding any. After he didn't speak for several seconds, she turned back and said, "I'll just have whatever he's having."

The barista rang up both orders and swiped the debit card. The woman signed the receipt and turned to smile at Jamie. "I'm Emma, by the way." Emma stuck her hand out to Jamie and he took it.

"I'm Jamie. Thanks for the coffee, Emma."

"No problem, just helping out a fellow Monday morning zombie." She laughed at her own joke, a hearty laugh that made customers turn their heads and Jamie instinctively smile. They chatted for a few minutes while their orders were made, lifting the fog from the weekend with their easy conversation.

"So how can I pay you back for the coffee," Jamie asked Emma as he sipped the dark brew in front of the coffee shop.

She thought for a moment and then finally said, "How about you buy coffee tomorrow? Same time, same place?"

"Sounds perfect," Jamie said with a smile. Emma nodded and they said goodbye, each walking in the opposite direction of the other.

Jamie and Emma got coffee every day together for two weeks before Jamie finally worked up the courage to ask her out on a real date. She said yes without a moment's hesitation, beaming from ear to ear at the proposal. They had a nice dinner, took a walk through the local park, and kissed under the stars on a park bench.

He was mild mannered with a quiet disposition but he had a wild side if the moment struck. He always pulled funny one-liners out of nowhere, which never failed to get Emma laughing. Her big brown eyes showed her every emotion and when she smiled it was always with genuine happiness. When Jamie took Emma out to meet a few of his friends for drinks, they told him that Emma was a firecracker that blew color into his gray-scale life.

She was a lighthearted and kind person, always helping out friends and family. More than once since she and Jamie started seeing each other, Emma paid for a stranger's coffee or helped carry an elderly woman's groceries to her car. Jamie didn't know what she saw in an Average Joe like him but she simply told him, "You make my heart flutter" and that was good enough. She taught middle school English, which requires a special kind of person, a person that Emma embodied fully.

Emma's outgoing, warm personality complimented Jamie's more reserved and quiet composure. She listened to his stories with rapt attention and he calmed her, just with his presence, after a long day at school. They had quiet dinners, went to night clubs and raves, and took picnic lunches in the park. When they were in bed together, there was an ebb and flow of energy between them. Sometimes they made love and held each other tenderly while other times they fucked like animals and collapsed sweaty and tired on the sheets. They complimented each other and every day was an adventure, a fast paced, whirlwind adventure.

"I have a great idea for Valentine's Day," Emma said one night. She and Jamie were in bed together, Emma's head tucked next to Jamie's and his fingers gently stroking her back. "Let's cook dinner together. I'll bring the ingredients to make my mom's chocolate lava cakes and we can have whatever you want for dinner. What do you think?"

"Can we do grilled steak and garlic mashed potatoes?"

Emma sat up and looked at Jamie. "Hell yes we can have steak!" The look of happiness in her eyes was so pure, and only from the mention of steak, that Jamie immediately felt better. "And did you know, garlic mashed potatoes are my favorite kind of potatoes?"

She rested her head back down on Jamie's chest and snuggled closer. Jamie wrapped her tighter in his arms and kissed her on the forehead. "Steak it is."

Jamie spent all week preparing for Valentine's Day. He looked up 'How To Cook the Perfect Steak' on Youtube, pre-ordered a bouquet of red roses and went to wine shops on his lunch breaks. Emma read poetry books to try and find the perfect quote to express how she felt about Jamie, bought new lingerie that made her feel like a vixen, and went to chocolatiers to find the best blend of chocolate for her cake recipe. 

On Valentine's Day night, Emma went to Jamie's apartment with a bag of groceries and a bright smile. Jamie answered the door and his jaw dropped. Emma was standing in the doorway wearing a white button down shirt with a high waisted black skirt, black ankle boots and her long coat. Her hair fell down around her shoulders and she had on a subtle but sexy shade of rosy lipstick. He could see her dark bra through the shirt and it gave her a sexy teacher look. Jamie was wearing dark blue jeans with a similar white button down, top buttons undone to show off his slender chest. "Short skirt," Jamie said with a wink.

"Long jacket," she said back with a smug smile. He pulled her to him and they hugged and kissed in the doorway then Jamie led her into his apartment to start their romantic evening together.

Jamie took Emma's coat and then put the dessert in the fridge. He poured them each a glass of red wine and gave Emma a medium sized box wrapped in gold paper. "This is for you. It's just a little something I saw and thought of you, especially for tonight." Emma smiled and took the package. She ripped the paper and opened the box to find a flowered apron with a cat wearing a chef's hat on the front.

"Jamie, this is perfect! I love it. Where did you find it?"

"There's a little shop next to the wine store I like that sells cute and weird little things. This apron was hanging in the window and," Jamie went to the closet and pulled out a matching apron that had a cat with a whisk. "I bought one for myself too." Jamie put the apron over his head and tied the back. He walked over to Emma and secured hers as well.

"Perfect," Emma said with a kiss on his lips. "Now let's cook!"

Jamie took the steaks out of the fridge and seasoned them while Emma started washing and cutting up red russet potatoes. She put them in cold water then turned on the flame to boil. Jamie put a grill pan over two burners and lit the gas to heat it. "You look super cute in that cat apron," Jamie commented as Emma stirred the potatoes. He put the steaks on the sizzling grill and she gave him a sexy stare and meowed, making a scratching gesture with her free hand. Jamie laughed and moved to stand behind her. He pulled her hair back and nipped at her neck which gave Emma goose bumps and she shivered. She turned around in his arms and they shared a deep, passionate kiss. Emma could taste the wine on his tongue and Jamie could smell the perfume she wore that he loved. Their embrace lasted several minutes before either of them realized the food was burning.

"Fuck!" Jamie rushed over to the steaks, which were literally on fire, and cut the flames. One side was charred black and the other was barely cooked. Emma stuck her spoon into the pot of potatoes and realized they had gone past the point of "fork tender" and it was now watery potato soup. Emma started laughing, tears filling her eyes as she laughed harder and harder. "What's so funny, Emma? Dinner is ruined." Jamie had his hands on his hips and stared angrily at the stove while Emma regained her composure.

"Babe," Emma managed to say after she had wiped her eyes. "It's just dinner. We can order take out and there is still dessert." The two of them threw all the food away, called the Chinese restaurant down the street, and cleaned up the pots and pans. Instead of a romantic, candle lit steak dinner for two, they ate orange chicken and beef lo mein out of the cartons on pillows on the living room floor. They talked about their weeks at work, Jamie laughed at Emma's impression of the art teacher, and Emma almost choked on her food when Jamie told her he got hit on by a man at the wine shop earlier that week. They ate their fill and when they were done, Jamie cleared the plates and Emma got the ingredients out to make dessert.

Jamie took out the recipe and started to read each line from the beginning but Emma dumped all the chocolate and all the butter in a sauce pan and put it on the stove. He shook his head at the disorganization but knew he couldn't control Emma when she had her mind set on something. She stirred the dark mixture while Jamie measured out the flour, baking soda, salt and sugar and greased the cake molds. Jamie watched Emma melting the chocolate and found it very erotic. She was relaxed but focused on making the cakes perfect after the dinner disaster, he could tell. She took the pot off the stove, added an egg, and stirred. Then she poured it into the bowl of dry ingredients while Jamie mixed the two together. Once it was a smooth batter, Jamie turned the oven and then went back to Emma. She poured the thick batter into the buttered molds. A drop fell on her arm and she reached for a towel but Jamie took her by the wrist and pulled her toward him. He raised her arm to his lips and slowly licked the chocolate from her skin. Emma closed her eyes and moaned, letting the sexual tension in the room finally come out.

Jamie kissed up Emma's arm and she felt something cold on her neck. Jamie dipped his finger in the batter and spread it over her collar bone then ran his tongue over the sticky sweetness. Emma bit her lip as he made his way up to her face, then taking her cheeks in his hands, he kissed her. It was soft at first, then quickly deepened into something hot and fiery. Emma wrapped her arms around Jamie's neck and he lifted her up onto the counter top. She wrapped her legs around his waist and arched her back to reach the ties on her apron. Jamie pressed into her, their bodies touching and his hands gripping the tops of her thighs.

Once the apron came untied, they broke their kiss. Jamie pulled it off and started unbuttoning her shirt, letting her lace covered breasts show. Emma reached for the bowl and stuck her fingers in. Once covered in the batter, she let them drip down onto her tits. She gave Jamie a playful wink and he pulled her chest towards his mouth so he could suck on her flesh. He licked the chocolate with his tongue and teased her nipples through the fabric with his thumbs. Emma leaned back on her hands, giving his better access to her open body. Jamie wrapped his arms around Emma's back and lowered her down on the table while he kissed his way down her body. When she was finally on her back, he took some of the cake batter and spread it down the middle of her stomach. He licked and sucked while he pulled her skirt down to expose the surprise underneath.

Emma was wearing a black lace thong with a matching black garter belt and stockings. "Mmm, very sexy," Jamie breathed over her mound. Emma tried to sit up but Jamie put a firm hand on her stomach to hold her down. "Stay," he said in a brusque voice between kisses on her lower body. Jamie rubbed her lips through the lace, feeling her wetness stick to his fingers. He looked up at her but her eyes were closed, lips parted, breathing rapid, and her skin was prickled with goose bumps. He smiled to himself and watched her body as he pulled her panties off and slipped a finger inside her. Her back arched again but he held her down and took is sweet time letting his fingers slide in and out of her. He rubbed his palm against her clit with every motion of his fingers.

Watching her writhe under his touch became too much. He had to have her, had to taste her after all the teasing during the night: the red wine, the kissing but no touching, and smelling Emma's amazing perfume. Jamie pulled his fingers out and leaned his head down to press a kiss to her clit and Emma almost jumped off the table. "Holy shit," she said out loud.

Jamie smirked from between her legs and said, "Shhh baby, just relax." He put his lips back on her clit and then parted them to let his tongue dance over her. He started with long strokes over her clit and pussy lips, then he circled her opening to tease her and finally plunged his tongue inside her wet hole. He repeated this a few times, taking his time to enjoy her and watch her body wriggle in pleasure. Jamie slid his fingers back inside her, moving them in rhythm with his tongue over Emma's clit. He paid attention to her body, feeling her breathing change and body tense as she climbed higher and higher. He increased the pressure with his tongue and the speed of his fingers and Emma clamped her legs around his head as she came hard on his mouth.

Just as he coaxed her orgasm, Jamie helped Emma come down slowly, letting her ride the pleasure as long as she could. When she was finally done and her body and legs relaxed, Jamie slowly stood up and smiled down at Emma. Her hair was a wild mess and there were spots of chocolate all over her body but she looked incredible in her lace bra and garter, which were still on her and intact. She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw Jamie: his face was content with pleasure and wet with her juices and he was still wearing that stupid cat apron. She came up to her elbows and motioned to him with her finger in a 'come hither' motion. He bent over to kiss her, a loving and passionate kiss that lasted several moments before they broke apart.

"Dinner might have been a complete fail," she said playfully. "But dessert gets five stars." They both laughed, remembering the overcooked steak and grainy potatoes that had been traded for Chinese takeout.

Jamie pulled Emma up into a sitting position. He moved to brush her hair behind her ear but leaned down instead. She closed her eyes and leaned in for a kiss but Jamie moved to the side and licked a glob of chocolate from her ear lobe. Emma laughed and tried to push Jamie away but he held her and smiled. "Come on dirty girl, let's get cleaned up." She swung her arms around his neck and he picked her up and carried his chocolate covered lover to the bedroom. He sat her down gently on the bed. "You," he said and pointed at her playfully. "Stay here until I come back to get you." Emma saluted Jamie and then he walked into the bathroom down the hall.

He started a hot bath and added some lavender oil and bubble bath. He let the scent fill the air and took a deep breathe. Once the tub was full, he sprinkled rose petals over the top of the bubbles and lit a few candles on the edge of the sink and tub. Then he walked to the kitchen to get the bottle of champagne and two glasses. Once everything in the bathroom was in order, he went back to the bedroom to get Emma.

Emma was lying naked on the bed with her head hanging off the edge, her hair flowing down. She was braiding her hair into elaborate knots but when she saw him, she rolled over onto her stomach and came up on her knees. Her half-braided hair fell over her breasts, barely covering her puckered nipples. She ran her hands up her body, from hip to breasts and into her hair. She gave him a sultry look and said, "I'm ready for my close up," in a deep, sexy voice. He threw her the same sly smile and she squealed in delight.

He reached for her hand and pulled her off the bed. "Are you ready for your surprise?" Emma nodded I agreement. She took a hair clip from the bed and pulled the rest up into a bun. Jamie turned her around and rested his hands over her eyes. "No peaking," he said as he started pushing her towards the door and down the hall. When they reached the doorway to the bathroom, he pulled his hands away and Emma gasped at the sight before her.

The air smelled like lavender and roses and the flickering candles cast glowing shadows on the walls. Jamie led her to the bath and helped her in. "Oh my god, this is amazing." She rested her head back against the cool tile and watched as Jamie began to strip. First his apron, then the shirt and his dark jeans and boxer shorts. When he pulled off his underwear, he threw them at Emma's face, which got her laughing again. He popped the champagne and poured them each a glass then got in the tub with her. They sat across from each other and held their glasses in a toast. "Thank you so much Jamie," Emma said with a wide smile. "This is the best Valentine's day ever."

"It's not over yet," Jamie said as he touched his glass to hers. They each took a sip of the sweet bubbly and then Jamie pulled Emma to the other side of the tub to sit in front of him. He put his glass down on the floor and took a lufa, which he dipped in the warm water and squirted some soap on to. Jamie moved the sponge over her shoulders, up and down her neck, and around her breasts. Emma purred as he washed and massaged her body and Jamie could feel his cock getting hard just looking at her bare, soapy shoulders. Emma giggled and moved her ass against his cock, which only made him become more excited. She leaned her back against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her. She put his hands on her tits and let him feel how slippery they were from the bubbles.

They sat together in the bath for a long time, gently caressing and teasing each other's bodies. Jamie rested his head on Emma's neck and she leaned her head back on his shoulder. The water slowly cooled but neither seemed to notice because of the heat that was flowing between them. Finally, Emma opened her eyes and lifted a wrinkled foot out of the bath. "I think we're clean enough," Emma stated, wiggling her toes.

"I think you're right. And I think it's time I take you to bed." Jamie got out of the tub first and dried himself. He wrapped a fluffy white towel around his waist and took a second one for Emma. She stood and he draped the towel around her shoulders. A few wet strands of hair that had come undone clung to her cheeks. She just looked so beautiful, with her messy hair and giddy smile, and those three little words were out of his mouth before he could think. "I love you."




Short Skirt, Long Jacket



Emma's entire face expanded with happiness and she took a deep breathe. "I love you too." Jamie's heart leapt and he pulled her in for a hard kiss. She linked her arms around him and he led her out of the tub.

They were connected at the mouth but they made it to the bedroom, a tangled mess of damp skin. Jamie laid Emma down on the bed and got down beside her. She sucked on his lips and he took the clip out and threaded his hands in her hair. She pressed her palms to his chest and threw her leg over his and soon she was on top of him. She ground her hips on him and Jamie felt himself growing harder by the second, his erection pressing on her ass. He took one of her soft nipples in his mouth and sucked while he twisted the other between his thumb and forefinger. Emma moaned and leaned her head down to nip and lick Jamie's neck.

When Jamie couldn't handle the teasing and taunting any longer, he wrapped his arms around Emma's back and rolled her over to be on top of her. He was on his knees between her legs and she was straining to reach his cock but he wouldn't let her. Jamie put his hand on Emma's pussy and he could feel how wet she was for him again. He kissed her, and at the same moment she let his tongue into her mouth, he slipped his fingers into her opening. She sucked hard on his tongue and groaned as he started moving his hand slowly over her and in her, feeling her arousal.

"Enough teasing," Emma whispered when Jamie started kissing down her neck. "I want to feel you inside me." Jamie lifted his head and smiled. He withdrew his fingers from her pussy and got off the bed, leaving her hot and ready for him. He opened the top drawer of the dresser and took out a new box of condoms. Emma watched his naked body, drinking in the sight of her lover as he moved around the room. He kneeled back on the bed and pressed a kiss to her clit, which made her gasp. He kissed and licked up her body until he reached her mouth. She was panting and clawed at his back then said, "Please Jamie, I need you."

Jamie leaned back and rolled the condom down his shaft. He repositioned himself and then gradually entered her while gazing into her eyes. Emma felt so connected to him, feeling his every move and seeing the love for her in his eyes. She let his cock fill her and when he started to move inside her, she wrapped her legs around his waist. He put one hand under her back and the other behind her head and pulled her close so that every inch of their bodies was touching. Emma reciprocated, feeling closer to Jamie than she ever had with anyone before.

They moved this way, touching and feeling and loving each other through their bodies. When Jamie started to feel himself getting close to coming, he rolled over again so Emma was back on top of him. She smiled when they faced each other and Jamie brushed the hair from her face. "God, you are so beautiful," he said with a grin. Emma kissed him and lifted her hips so his cock started to leave her pussy. When only the head was left inside her, she held it there and let Jamie buck underneath her. Then she slid down his cock and took him completely, which made him grunt like a caveman. After teasing him for a few strokes, she sat back and ground her hips down on him. Emma leaned into a back bend to expose her clit and Jamie started to rub the nub in small circles while she moved up and down on his cock.

"I'm getting close, baby. Don't stop," Emma moaned.

"Me too, Emma. God, you feel so good." Jamie reached up and grabbed one of Emma's tits. "Fuck," he grunted when he felt Emma's pussy tighten and she reached orgasm. He let himself go, taking in the sight of her coming and they rode the waves of pleasure together.

Emma collapsed on Jamie's chest, both of them panting and sweating after their wild romp. They laid like that until their hearts stopped running and their breathing went back to normal. Jamie rubbed Emma's back and she traced shapes with her fingers over his pectorals. "I love you, Jamie," Emma whispered to break the silence.

Jamie lifted her head to meet her gaze. "I love you too, Emma." Emma sat up fast and looked around the room. "Is everything..." Jamie started to say but Emma pressed a finger to his lips before jumping out of bed and ran down the hall. He sat up, heard some shuffling and crumpling of paper, and then Emma came back into the bedroom. She had something behind her back and was smiling.

"This is for you," Emma said as she handed Jamie a white envelope and a small wrapped box. He pulled her back on to the bed and she fell into his lap, giggling. Jamie opened the box to reveal an engraved, silver felt tip pen and matching cufflinks. "Wow," was all he could say. He ran his fingertip under the lip of the paper and pulled out a gold card. Inside, written in curly script was the following message:

"The presence of your love pushes away all my fears 

and draws out the better parts of me.

In you, I find shelter and shade

I am so grateful for the pieces of yourself you have given me."

"I looked for the perfect quote to tell you how I felt about you for days, but nothing was good enough. This is something that just came to mind last night as I was falling asleep and it is everything I want to tell you and more."

Jamie took Emma in his arms and they hugged, a solid and true embrace. The love flowed between their bodies like cool lava and warmed their souls. When they pulled apart, Jamie's eye were wet. "Thank you for an amazing Valentine's Day," he said with a warm smile.

Emma smiled back, took his face in his hands, and pressed a kiss to his lips. "It was the best Valentine's Day," she replied. She rolled over and slid under the covers. Jamie pulled up the comforter and started tickling Emma until she was screaming for mercy. Once they calmed down and caught their breathe, Emma settled herself under Jamie's arm and they both drifted off to sleep.



Short Skirt Tease



I love attention! What woman doesn’t? I’ll admit I’ll do pretty much anything to draw attention to myself; especially if it’s the attention of a really hot guy. I love wearing short skirts…and hate wearing panties. I’m 25, 5’3” 140 pounds, shapely 40c-35-38, shoulder length curly brown hair, with green eyes. I love older men especially but on occasion I do play with cute 18 and 19 year old boys. :) 

One morning I was feeling especially frisky, I woke up late and I knew I was going to be late for work. My pussy was throbbing; I’d just awoken from a dream involving me and one of the new managers at the office. His name is David Johnson; he’s in his late 40’s, and is the sexiest man I’ve seen in a long time. He’s about 6’2” and 200 lbs of rock hard muscle with dark hair and blue eyes. I love the way his pants cling tightly to his ass…when he walks you can almost see the silhouette between his legs. I just know that he has a nice thick cock! 

I was right in the middle of licking and slurping his hot cum filled balls, his hand was wrapped tightly in my hair, when my alarm clock buzzed. I slipped my hands under my blanket between my thighs and gently slapped my clit a few time. My pussy lips parted oozing a sweet cream. I slowly dipped my finger in the cream, rubbing and spreading it all over my shaved lips. 

I started rubbing my clit in circles. I quickly thought about the time as I began rubbing my clit faster. I reached over to my night stand for my rubber cock. I licked the head, while gently pinching my clit. I brought the cock to my pussy grinding against it quickly, needing to feel it inside me. 

I began pumping the cock in and out of my folds quickly while smacking my clit. "Oooohhh shit yessss" I moaned as I climaxed all over the rubber cock. I pulled it from my pussy, licked it clean and placed it back in the night stand. 

I jumped out of bed, quickly showed and went to the closet to find something to wear. I choose a navy skirt suit. The skirt was short…just a tad too short, but my round ass and shapely legs gathered nothing but compliments from my coworkers. I choose a sheer white, low scoop neck sleeveless blouse to wear under my jacket. “With this outfit I’m sure no one will complain about my tardiness!” I thought to myself. 

When I got to work I went to my office and losed the drapes and door. I knew I had a ton of work and didn’t need the distractions of people walking back and forth. 

After a few hours there was a knock at my door. “Come in…” I replied. It was David…I suddenly felt a jolt between my legs. As I stood I reached out my hand “Hello David, nice of you to stop by.” I said to him. “Hi Shelly, I can see you are very busy. I just wanted to stop by to chat with you for a few minutes. I should have come by last week but there were so many things to do. You know how it is being the new guy.” He chuckled. 

I sat back down and crossed my legs. We chit chatted for awhile and then he invited me to lunch. “I just have to stop by my office to grab my wallet” He said. “Oh no…my treat! Let me just grab my purse its right behind you.” I told him. 

I walked behind him, well aware of his eyes lingering over my body. I bent over beside his chair, squeezing my legs together tightly, exposing my puffy pussy lips, hoping to get his attention. “Mmmmm” he moaned. Bingo! I thought to myself.

“Do you like what you see David?” I asked. “Oh…well, you see… I’m terribly sorry Shelly….I couldn’t help myself. You are just incredibly beautiful. I hope you don’t mind my saying so.” He said. “Oh thank you David, I’m flattered. But actually I feel the same about you. In fact…I was just fantasizing about you this morning. That’s why I was late.” I slowly replied, gazing into his eyes. He got this startled look on his face that quickly turned to excitement.

I leaned back on the desk between his legs…spreading my legs slightly I slipped my hand between my thighs, spreading my lips apart. “Mmmmm David….I dreamt this scene last night…I hoped that you would come to my office and watch me play with my pussy. You didn’t want to go to lunch still did you?” I asked. 

“Oh no…I’ve lost my appetite.” He replied…leaning back to watch the show I was giving him. I gazed down over his crotch, noticing the slight bulge that appeared. I propped my legs up on the desk…spreading them wide as I circled my clit with my finger….I squeezed my lips together and slapped them gently over my clit….”mmmmmm…. yesss….” I moaned…

”Oh shit…yea baby let me slap that clit” David replied…he leaned forward and pressed his fingers against my slit. He a finger into my honey pot, and began rubbing up and down my slit slowly. He began slapping my clit gently. Ooohh…..yess….mmmm that feels good” I moaned….

He suddenly stopped slapping my clit, and began licking it…he flicked his tongue over my clit...circling it…licking and panting over my pussy. He sucked my clit between his lips. Flicking his tongue over it while sniffing it…sending a cool breeze over it. My pussy was on fire! “Don’t stop…..mmmmmmm….im gonna cum….mmmm make me cum David….ooh shit yes…I’m gonna cum... ooohhhhhhhhhh!!!” I cried moaning loudly enough for the whole office to hear.

I pulled him to me, licking his lips, tasting the creamy sauce I squirted all over his thick lips. He pressed his body against my pussy. I suddenly realized he had unzipped and lowered his pants, he had been stroking his cock while he licked me. His long thick meat pressed against my creamy pussy lips. I began grinding against him, while tasting his mouth. I rubbed my clit up and down the length of his cock…

"Mmmmm…..uuuhhhh yesss…" I moaned into his mouth I slipped my hand between us, grabbing his meat…stroking it slowly. "Mmmm let me taste it baby…" I moaned into David’s mouth. "let me taste your cock…..mmmmmmmmm yesss put that hard meat between my lips." I begged. I dropped to my knees, pushing him against the desk. I began stroking his cock licking his cock head.

"Oh God….yesss" he moaned. I began sucking the underside of his cock…wrapping my lips around it. Licking circles up the shaft as I moved my lips. I took his meat into my mouth, he began to slowly pump his cock between my lips. 

"Fuck yea suck it bitch." he moaned…..he wrapped his hand in my hair and began pumping my mouth a little faster with quick sharp jabs, fucking my mouth. "mmm bitch yea...suck my dick" he moaned as his thrusts began to slow.

He fucked my mouth deep, pumping his thick long cock between my lips. I couldn’t take it, I needed his cock in my pussy. I began fingering my pussy desperately as David fucked my mouth 

"You want this cock in your pussy baby?" He asked. "Oh yess…..mmmmm baby yesss I want you to fill my pussy." I moaned. He thrust his cock deep into my mouth choking me. He pulled me from the floor, and pushed me against the desk with my ass facing him. He pulled my skirt up a little so that my ass cheeks were exposed. He slapped my ass.

"Mmmm bitch...god you have a great ass." He moaned as he slapped each cheek. "Mmmm yesss slap my ass." I cried. He began rubbing his cock against my slit as he spanked me. 

"You dirty slut." He moaned. "Cum on my cock bitch. You cum hungry slut." He moaned as his cock slipped into my pussy. "Mmmmm is that what you need bitch? A hard cock to fuck you?" He demanded as he pumped my pussy slowly. Long hard strokes..my pussy was dripping all over him. 

"Yea bitch make that pussy drip...damn you’re so wet! Your cream is spilling on my balls baby." he moaned pumping me harder. He leaned forward pressing his body against my back as he fucked me. His thick cock stretched my tight pussy with each thrust. 

"oh God yes...your cock feels so good..mmmmm fuck me...ooooh yesss fuck my pussy” I moaned as David began licking my earlobes. I was pinching my nipples...pulling them. "Oh God I’m gonna cum on your cock baby" I moaned. "Ohhhh Yea...cream on my cock bitch. Yea cream on it baby.” David moaned in my ear 

"Aah, ah, ah, ah, Mmmm harder. Ohhh shit fuck me harder.” I begged as David’s thrusts began to quicken. “Ohhhhh , it’s so good, mmmm so good baby. More, more, MORE. I cried. 

"I’m cummmmiiinnng..." I screamed as I begin milking his cock with my contracting pussy. I came all over his cock. He began fucking me harder. 

He wrapped his hands around my throat. "Mmmmm bitch yea, I wanna nut...mmmmm ooohh shit. I’m gonna cum, mmmmm I’m cummm……ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Fuckkkkkkkkk" David cried as he pumped my pussy hard. Filling me with his hot cream sauce.

After a minute or so he pulled his cock from my pussy. David thought to himself. I knew the moment that I saw her she’s be sucking my dick.



Short Skirts



The flight from Pennsylvania to Chicago seemed to take forever. It was probably just me anxious to reach my destination. I was on my way to visit my sister again. Before I left home, while I was in the shower, my wife pulled out a pair of my sister's panties and laid them out for me to wear. At the end of my sister's last visit to our home I was already gone off to work when my sister left, but before she did she gave the panties to my wife to give to me. My wife knew my sister had left the panties for me that last she visited us in Pennsylvania. The three of us had a great time during my sister's visit, although, it was kind of scary at one point. 

My wife had left my sister and I alone, when she returned she stood at the door from the garage watching the whole episode. My sister and I were so into the each others bodies that we never heard the garage door go up or down. My wife didn't knock or ring the bell, she used her key to open the door. When she came inside she immediately saw what was going on and quietly closed the door so not to stop the action. 

My wife allowed my sister and I to each reach our separate orgasm before she walked over to where we were on the sofa and sat down. Imagine the surprise by me and my siter. We were further surprised when my wife leaned over and started licking my sister's pussy juice off of my dick. When my dick was completely cleaned my wife kissed my sister before walking away. 

That is another story though. 

The pilot announced our arrival in Chicago and immediately my dick grow to it's full, hard length. The decent into the airport was made somewhat uncomfortable as my dick tried to rip it's way out of my sister's panties. Knowing that the bulge of my hard, thick, dick would be noticeable I tried to wait until it went down before I stood. The people in the seat next to me were in a big hurry so I had to stand sooner than I wanted to. As I stood the lady in the aisle seat across from me immediately noticed my bulge and locked her eyes on my dick. The aisle was crowed but she stood anyway. When she did she turned her back to me and then stepped back until my bugle was pressed firmly against her ass. She never turned to even look at me as she kept her ass pressed against my dick while getting her bag from the overhead compartment. 

As she lowered her bag she took up more space in front her which made her push further back against my dick which seemed be getting harder.

With her ass pressed so tightly against my dick I did not realize that she was wearing a very short skirt until she started to walk away from me and I had a clear shot of her ass cheeks and the crotch of her pretty panties. The short skirt and panties were almost the same color, as were the sexy high-heeled sandals she was wearing. Her skirt must have risen some as she was getting her bag from the overhead compartment.

My sister was waiting in her car outside arriving flights when I walked out of the baggage claim area. 

I opened the door and immediately my dick got hard again when my eyes fixed on my sister's beauty. Her hair was perfectly done, she is a natural beauty and does not wear makeup. Her clothing consisted of a very small, tight top that hugged her 34DD boobs like it was a second skin. My sister also has very nice legs that she does not mind showing and typically wears short shorts, or very short skirts. Today, my sister was wearing a short skirt that allowed almost all of her thick, juicy, luscious, and very creamy, thighs to be almost fully exposed.

As I stood outside the car drooling, my sister asked me if I would mind driving. I agreed to drive. 

My sister, in her short skirt, almost caused me to shoot a load in her panties that I was wearing while standing beside her car. 

My sister, instead of getting out of the car and walking around decided to climb over from the passenger side to the driver's side. 

As I stood at the door she first placed one leg over. In doing so, her legs were spread wide apart allowing a full unobstructed view of her pantie covered pussy. The panties, a beautiful sheer crotch, pantie was pressed snug against her pussy giving me a full view of her lips. I could also see a wet spot and some pussy juice. 

As we drove to my sister's house she called my wife to let her know that she had picked me up. My wife most have told my sister about the panties I was wearing because my sister reached over, unfastened my pants, and rubbed my dick through the panties ad they continued to talk. They must have been talking about the time she left them at my house. 

With the panties till covering my dick my sucked leaned over and started kissing and sucking. She then took my dick out of her panties and started licking and sucking around the head while still talking with my wife. THANKFULLY the call ended and my sister stopped talking, because she filled her mouth up my hard dick. 

My sister licked and sucked my dick until we arrived at her house and the garage door was closed behind us. 

We got out of the car and walked in the house with my dick still hanging out of my pants. 

My sister announced that she had to pee really bad! 

When she realized I was not following her my sister wrapped her hand around my dick and lead me to the guest bathroom that was near by. Once inside she pulled my pants down, then pull her panties that I was wearing under my balls then had me sit down on the toilet bowl.

Sis stripped her skirt off, pulled her panties to the side, straddled me, then lowered her body down until my dick was deep inside her pussy. 

As we sat and looked at each other my sister told me she was so happy to see me she could pee. Then that is exactly what she did. My sister really did have to pee and her sensuously warm fluid flowed heavy and free between us. As my sister peed she started started fucking her pussy up and down my dick. She was so horny that it did not take very long before my sister smiled and told me she is cumming. 

My sister kept fucking me and pissing on me through her orgasm. Her orgasm and her pee both seemed to stop flowing at the same time. 

Hi unc, was the next sound that we both heard. We turned towards the door together to find my niece standing there wearing nothing but a smile, dancing around as if she had to pee. My sister looked at me, then back to her daughter. 

No other words were spoken; my sister stood up and backed away as her 20 year old daughter, my niece walked over, grabbed my dick, straddled me, lowered her pussy down on my dick then leaned forward to kiss me. My niece broke the kiss long enough to tell me she missed me and has something for me. My nieces piss started flowing about the same time she resumed kissing me and letting moving her pussy up and down my dick. 

After my niece finished peeing she lead us to the shower... 

But that's another story.



Short Skirts and Quickies 01



Meeting you the first time merely made me hungry; at our second meeting you throw out signals impossible to resist.

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