68 comments/ 169513 views/ 41 favorites Time To Go By: MrRobbur Note: Sorry this story has no sex in it, just its aftermath. This story is not real and all characters are also not real. That means I made it up. No words were hurt in the writing of this story. Thanks to my mystery literary fact checker for all the help. Practice safe sex and enjoy. My life changed dramatically after an incident a year and a half ago. There was a small fire at our house in the kitchen. My wife left the coffee pot on and it started to smoke and set off the smoke alarms. My neighbor called me at work and told me of the trouble and said I should get home right away. He called the fire department and we both arrived at the same time since I wasn't working far from my house. I let the fire crew in and they pulled the coffee maker and there was just some smoke damage. I put a fan in the kitchen doorway and pushed out the smoke. I finally thanked the fire crew and they left. My neighbor stopped over and checked on me and the house. "Billy, I am sorry about your house. I tried to call the fire dept and you as soon as I saw the smoke. I couldn't hear the smoke alarm but just luckily I happened to be going out to the store when I saw the smoke. Your wife and her friend just left in his car before I saw the smoke. I tried calling after them but they didn't hear." my neighbor informed me. "You said HIS car. What did this guy look like?" I asked my neighbor with some curiosity. My neighbor thought for a few second before answering. I think he thought he said something he shouldn't have and wanted not to get in the middle of it. I guess by my tone of voice, I was surprised to have my wife Melinda (Mel for short) having any male friends at the house during the day. "I don't want to cause trouble Billy." he finally answered me. "Leo, don't worry about it. Just tell me what he looked like. I promise I won't bother you anymore. You have been a great help already saving my house with your fast thinking." I told my neighbor this as he puffed out his chest at my compliment. "Lets see Billy," he said recalling the man's features and looks, "He was tall with an expensive suit. He had a beard and a mustache very neatly shaven. He drove a black 1961 Corvette convertible. Man that car was sweet! I always wanted one of those but never had the money. It looked all original" Leo told me more of the car than the driver. "Oh, that is Mel's boss from work. It's ok Leo, there is no problem at all" I told my neighbor to his relief. I used an easy sounding voice to put him at ease. Deep inside I knew something was wrong. Mel's boss has never even been to our house before today, that I know of. I thanked my neighbor again and he left feeling good for helping me and not causing trouble between my wife and me. I went to all the windows downstairs and opened them all to get the smoke smell out of the house. I then went to the bedroom and noticed the bed not made. It was something Mel did every morning after she got up. She would make the bed before coffee or breakfast in the morning. The bed was slept in and both sides were used. My pillow was on her side of the bed and that was strange. She liked a hard pillow and I like a soft one. She always told me she felt suffocated when she used my soft pillow. It may be a small thing but it sent bells off in my head. I sat down on the bed and I could smell something but the smoke from the fire was still in my nose. I got undressed and took a shower. When I got out of the shower I could finally smell it. The smell of sex! It was lingering in the air and would have been gone in another half hour. I knew it, I just knew it. I sat down on the bed to get dressed and saw something in the small garbage can by the night stand. It was a used condom and its wrapper. I knew who, where, and when. I just didn't know why. Mel and I have always been close and never fought. We would finish each other's sentence and every one of our friends used us as an example of a perfect couple. Well it looks like we were not so perfect after all. I just sat there and thought about us as a couple. I couldn't see any signs of trouble. I knew it was coming though. I called work and told them of the fire and took the rest of the day off. I then called Sally at Mel's work office. Her husband Ralph and I were friends from childhood and I even introduced both of them to each other. Sally was the office gossip according to Mel and she would always hint that Sally knew it was happening before it even happened. Sally answered on the second ring. "Hello Sally Tremont, how may I help you?" she answered with a business voice and tone. "Sally, its Billy, do you have a second to talk?" I asked her. "For you Billy, anything you want. Just don't tell Ralph." she added with a laugh. "I wish it was that but I have a question to ask you. Do you know who Mel is seeing at work?" I asked this quickly so I could get it out before I chickened out. Deep down I really didn't want to confirm my suspicions. She was silent for a while and didn't answer. "Are you still there Sally?" I asked to a silent phone. "Yeah Billy I'm still here. I think you better talk to Mel instead of me." Sally told me slowly trying to choose her words carefully. "Listen Sally, I know already but wanted a TRUE friend's opinion. Since you work closely with my wife I thought I should ask you first. I want an honest answer. Is Mel sleeping with someone from work?" I asked again not wanting another side step around my question. "Ok Billy, Mel was seeing this Paul Towers guy from accounting but he was transferred just after he got here to another office by Tom Boswell and they broke it off. As far as I know she has not seen anyone else at work that I know of and I was really surprised at Mel and Paul getting together anyway. Don't you tell Mel I said anything or I'll kill you! I still have to work with her you know." Sally pleaded with me. "Sally as far as I am concerned I never talked to you. Oh by the way I may be out of town for a few days but I will call you guys later in the week." I told her. My decision was just made in an instant. "Is everything alright? You don't go out of town on business usually. Has this got anything to do with this business with Mel?" Sally asked me wisely. "Let us just say I need a little fresh air to clear the mind." I told her and she seemed to accept this. I told her I would call soon and to not tell Mel anything. "Ok Billy, just be good and don't do anything stupid." she ordered to me. Sally knew her husband Ralph and I were both hot headed and would lose our tempers now and then. Today I was clear thinking and focused. I had a plan and was going to see it through before the end of the day. After I finished my call to Sally I got ready to go and do some important errands. As I sat at the kitchen table I started to think of what to do. The entire situation had come on me so suddenly. I really was blind sided. Being a simple man I knew deep down what I needed to do, at least for the near future. I wasn't going to hire detectives or buy expensive surveillance gear. I couldn't care less now that I knew what I knew. The thought of actually seeing Mel being fucked by other men wouldn't even enter my mind. I went back to the bedroom and got the garbage can. I then brought it back to the kitchen and put it on the kitchen table. I taped a small note to the can. 'Mel, I can't believe I am writing this letter, but I am. Please return this used condom to its rightful owner, you know I am fixed and don't need them. To make it easy just put a check next to the name and return it at your earliest convenience. - Paul Towers? - Tom Boswell? - Unknown - All Of The Above Have a good life on the path you chose, I just wish it was with me. Sadly with Love, Billy' I read the letter several times and decided to add nothing. I didn't need a big drama scene with all the emotional bullshit that comes with it. I wanted to leave on my own terms with my pride and my dignity intact. I also wanted Mel to know that I wasn't so clueless on her activities. It was just the thought of her infidelity in the back of my mind that was so much unlike her. I really thought I knew this woman. I went to my room and packed up my truck with anything I might need. I was a welder by trade and I carried on my truck all my own gear and tanks. I could pull up to a job and be all ready to work. I did all types of welding and specialty metals. I could show up at a foundry one day or an automotive body shop the next. I also helped with some special jobs. Once in a while a friend named Harry would bring me a safe on the back of a truck and the guy would say he lost the combination with a small wink. I never asked questions, cut open the safe and got paid well. I even did an ATM once. It was this friend I called for a favor before I left. I was just finishing up the last minute arrangements. "That's right Harry; you won't be able to miss it. Just deliver it exactly like I said with the message I just dictated. Put a nice card with it also. Yeah with flowers, that will be perfect. Thanks again Harry and I will call you next week when I get to where ever it is I am going. I know Harry, life really sucks sometimes but you got to keep going." I finished with him. It was petty but it did make me feel better. I had to laugh thinking about when Tom Boswell gets my present. I now had to get downtown and go to the bank. I pulled out half our savings and took the maximum credit card cash advance. I knew I wouldn't be able to use credit cards if I was trying to fly below the grid. Looking around the house I did one last minute check. I saw our wedding picture on the wall and thought about the last 7 or so years. Our 8th anniversary was next month. I guess the seven year itch got to Mel before our anniversary did. I took only that picture and hide it in my stuff on the truck. I started my truck and left. I didn't look back and I didn't need to. My life there was now over. I just had no idea where the hell it was that I was going. Time To Go "Hello, this is Melinda." she answered. I still needed to talk to that voice I missed so much. I needed some answers and I was ready to get them. "Mel this is Billy, could I meet you somewhere to talk in private, maybe tonight instead of tomorrow?" I asked her. "Please come over to my motel room and we can talk. I would really like that. I have missed you so much Billy. I just wish I could tell you in words somehow. I am at the Twin Pines Motel on route 43, in room 119. I will be waiting for you. Please come over and talk Billy. No more running, please" she said with real pain and anguish in her voice. "Give me a few minutes and I will be right over." I told her as I grabbed the cooler, beer and the ice. I thought a few drinks might lighten up our mood a little. Maybe it was my way of trying to make up with the person who I still loved so much. I drove over feeling like I was going to resolve my issues once and for all, no matter what happens in the end. It took a minute for me to get the nerve to get out of the truck and go into room 119. Boy did I miss Melinda, and everything about her. I just realized that fact as I knocked on the door to her room. Mel answered the door and gave me a bone crushing hug and a kiss on the cheek. She then backed away hoping she didn't go to far. I smiled sadly and she realized how much I missed her. I hugged her right back just as hard. Then she started to cry softly. "Billy thank you for coming by, please come in and get relaxed. I have some food on the table if you want any. I don't have much of an appetite lately." she confessed to me. "Here take a beer for now, I am not that hungry." I told her as I gave her an opened beer. I opened mine and we both sat down on the side of the bed as if it was planned out. I waited for her to speak because I had a hundred questions and a hundred things to say but couldn't think of one at the moment. All I wanted to do was hold and kiss her. "Billy, I made a big mistake and I will have to pay for it the rest of my life. I lost the love of my life, my job and my self respect. The money I was rewarded from the court makes me feel even worse." Mel told me with tears in her eyes. "From the day you left I have been... how did you say it, 'a half person'? Well that is me also. I love you more than words can say but I also know I hurt you badly. You asked me why yesterday. You wanted to know why I strayed from the best thing that God ever gave me. Well I was a silly foolish little girl. I was mad that night for you not being with me. I was drinking and letting Paul Towers flirt with me. I liked the attention that you were not there to give me. In short I was an idiot." Mel told me bluntly at the end. "I didn't enjoy my time with Paul. I felt guilty as hell and wanted it to end as soon as we started. I didn't get excited by him at all. There was no love involved. There was no intimacy in our actions and none of your excellent back rubs. No kisses on the neck you know I like so much and that gets me hot. I felt like a whore and I still do." Mel told me of her feelings. "I was not going to tell you about Paul. I wanted it to be swept it under the rug and be forgotten. Then Tom my asshole boss got involved. I tried to tape him with my cell phone asking me for sex. I thought if I could get rid of him I could drop the whole problem and stay together with you, without you knowing. I should have come to you in the beginning but I was worried about becoming what we are now. Strangers still in love." she said this with a tenderness I hadn't seen in years. "I had to be with Tom one last time and get him to threaten me on tape. That was the only way. He insisted we use our bed, some male territory thing I guess. I had to agree but told him he had to wear a condom. That was the one you left for me on the kitchen table. If I didn't get any proof of blackmail on him, I was just a girl from the office who got caught by her boss screwing some guy from accounting at a company party. His video proved I was a slut and I would not have a leg to stand on." she told me of her thinking. "I came home the day you left and got out the camera I had hidden on the top of the dresser. I rewound the tape a little and I saw you on it looking in the bedroom garbage can. I was crushed as I realized you knew I was unfaithful. I never even saw your note until I left the bedroom after that. I wanted to tell you and get your help but I knew you would kill Tom Boswell dead before he ever hit a court room." Mel told me this as she looked me in the eyes. "I know you and you would now be in prison if I told you." "I am in prison now, and I hate it!" was all I could say. I made Mel jump when I raised my voice. I calmed down and let her continue. "The day you left I cried for three days straight. Sally and Ralph came over the first night and tried to get me to stay at their place. I didn't want to miss you if you called or came back but you never did. You just left me." she started crying for a few minutes until she calmed down. "I don't blame you at all Billy. I was the one at fault. I knew you would never contact me again if I didn't get a hold of you first. You just getting up and going is just like you. I know I fucked up my life when I saw you were gone for good. I used the money from the court case to track you down. I knew it was a matter of time before you resurfaced but I didn't know if you had found someone new by then." Mel told me of her thoughts. "Sally and Ralph got mad at me because I almost lost the house. Even though I had all this money I felt guilty about it. I didn't spend one cent until I started to look for you. I figured it was the best use of the money. I went to work at Wally's Waffle House but couldn't make all the payments after what you left in our savings and what I was making. You remember the place we used to go to breakfast at when we were first dating? Wally gave me a job and it felt good to earn honest money. The other money in the bank was dirty and I didn't want it at all." Melinda filled me in about her life without me. "Finally Sally and Ralph convinced me to pay off the house and wait to see if you returned. I knew deep down if I did not hear from you the first week, I would never hear from you ever again." Mel started to cry even more as she told me this. "I have never even dated since you left. I look for you and your truck every night when I come home. I will get on with my life only when you have told me we are through. I have only changed one thing at the house, and that was to get a new bed. I wanted you and I to break it in or I was determined to sleep on it alone for the rest of my life." she said this to me as she tried to hold back more tears. "I was a fool and I want you back more that words can say. I have regretted my actions for over a year now. I am a truly sorry and I love you more now than when I married you. Will you forgive me Billy?" Mel asked me with true passion in her voice. I knew she was being sincere and truthful to me. Of all the questions I had when I came in, I now couldn't think of one. All I saw was Melinda, the love of my life asking me to take her back. I thought about if I could trust her again? Did I really want to return to my old life and my old wife? Would I be hurt all over again in the future? All the questions in my head disappeared as I grabbed Mel and threw her on the bed. I got on top of her and looked her right in the eye. "If you ever lie to me again you will never see me again, ever! If you promise to be my loving wife again for all time it would make me very happy." I told Mel this as she squealed in delight and grabbed me down towards her mouth for the most passionate kiss we ever had. I still don't remember the 5 sessions of sex we had that night. We both still loved each other and I was glad to be back with her. The next morning we returned her rental car and we both left in my truck for home. My home, my wife and everything that goes with it was waiting. I liked the sound of that, home. I almost forgot about Tom Boswell's present I sent him so I asked Mel what ever happened. "An hour before I quit his package arrived. He cried like a baby when he got your note and his 1961 Corvette was crushed into a 3 by 3 foot metal cube. I loved it Billy! It made my week and it was a pretty shitty week. The asshole now is making license plates for other people's cars. There is some justice sometimes." Mel informed me. "Billy, hold me and let's go home. I want to try out our new bed when we get there." Melinda told me as she squeezed my cock through my pants. I knew I made the right decision. The End! Time to Grow Up Jeanette and I had known each other for eight years since she started work with me. We were friends, I was 17 years older than her and that had stopped any thought of a relationship between us beyond that. However Jeanette had become a selfish, self centred bitch in recent years, everything was me, me, me and it was getting on a lot of peoples nerves, mine included. One Saturday afternoon she dropped round to have a chat at some point she paid a visit to the bathroom and to do that she had to pass my bedroom, I had a habit of leaving my cash on my bed side table and a little later when I went up I noticed some was missing, I came down and asked her straight out if she had taken it which of course she denied. The notes were a new batch all sequential numbers so I asked her to empty her pockets and there they were two £20 pound notes. "Care to explain yourself, you know you could have asked if you where short of money." "I'm sorry, I'm short of cash and can't ask anyone to lend me anymore." "What we going to do about this?" I asked her. "What do you mean?" "Jeanette you stole from me, that can't go unpunished! It can't be forgotten, you've broken my trust!" "What do you want to do?" "What I should do is call the police! Your not a child Jeanette, your 23 years old!" "Please don't do that." There was panic in her voice and god knows what was going through her mind. I gave it a bit of thought and made my decision. "You have two choices and these are what they are. You are going to write down what you did and sign it, your then going to allow me to spank you so that you don't think about doing this again. Your going to grow up and behave like a 23 year old and not some spoilt bitch that thinks everything should revolve around her. That means at home you will do your fair share of chores, you'll take responsibility for getting yourself up and out to work and don't think you can get away with not doing that, I see your parents and your brother most weeks and I will know. The second choice is that I call your father and tell him what you've done, I'm not going to call the police this will be dealt with one of the two ways I have just told you about. Now I'm going to take this money and put it back. There is a piece of paper and a pen there, you can write what you've done and your agreement that I can spank you as I see fit or you can walk out the door. You have ten minutes I will be upstairs waiting for your decision." I took the money off the table and walked up stairs, I closed the blinds and waited half expecting to hear the front door shut and her car starting. What I did hear was her walking up the stairs. "I see you have made your decision then Jeanette, this is probably the best decision you have made in a while, let's see your letter." I read the letter out loud and noted that she had signed and dated it as I had asked. "Let's get started then. Take off your jeans and put them on the chair and then stand facing the wardrobe with your hands on your head." "I'm not taking my jeans off your not spanking me on my knickers!" "Then I will ring your dad, and not only will I be spanking you on your knickers I will be spanking you on your bare too, remember it says I can spank you as I see fit. Now make your mind up!" "Bare?" "Yes bare! No knickers!" Slowly she turned round and started to take her jeans off. "No turn round and face me while you take them off." Her face turned bright red. "No use blushing because I can see your knickers, I'm going to see a lot more than that by the time I have finished." She took off her jeans folded them up and placed them on the chair and turned and faced the wardrobe. "Put your nose against the door Jeanette and don't move." While she stood there I set up a camera to video the spanking, it was a small camera and she wouldn't know it was there. "Right I said settling myself down on my bed, get yourself over my knees, keep your legs stretched out and your hands on the bed head and we will start." "How many times are you going to spank me?" "I think it will be at least 100, but a lot will depend on you, if you kick or try to stop me then I will start again at one, shall we start?" "Yes let's get it over with!" She placed herself over my legs and I positioned her so that my had would land squarely on the seat of her bum and started, she took the first 5 ok on the sixth she kicked up, "what did I tell you, no kicking we are back at one." I gave her a total of 16 spanks on her knickers then told her to get up and go back to the wardrobe. I left her there for 5 minutes and when I returned she hadn't moved. "Ok, now turn round and take your knickers off and put them on top of your jeans." She did as she was told her face turning redder than before, as I looked at her I could tell why, she shaved herself clean and looked like a little girl. "Now get yourself over my knees again." She did as she was told and placed herself as before, she lasted 10 spanks before she kicked up again, and again I started again from one. After 20 I told her to get up and go back to wardrobe. Her bum was a nice pink but it would be a deep red when I finished. I let her stand there for 10 minutes and then brought her back to my knees to deliver another 20, she was sobbing by now and asking me to stop, I told her she was only half way through. I left her for 15 minutes while I went and had a drink and a smoke, I was drawing this out deliberately, I wanted her to have enough time to recover a little but not too much and to think about what she had done to get herself in this position. On my return I put her over my knee for another twenty then back to the wardrobe for ten minutes and repeated it. She had 10 more spanks to receive and unlike the ones previous which had been delivered by my hand the last ten were going to be with my bath brush. "Ok Jeanette only 10 more to go, I want you to go to the bathroom on the window ledge you will find my bath brush and bring it back to me," she went to get her knickers, "no you won't be needing those, go through as you are." She returned a few minutes later her face white through fear. "I'll take that now get over my knees only 10 more then it will be over for now." She got back over my knee, she took the first two without a sound but the third landed and she screamed, when the forth one landed she started to cry there was nothing left and she just took the rest as she sobbed. "Now go and face the wardrobe and put your hands on your head. I went out of the room and got a pair of plain white cotton school girl knickers and came back to the room, she was still where she was supposed to be, her bum was a deep red and reddening by the minute "ok your done for now" she went to get her knickers and jeans, "No, you can put these on and go and sit cross legged on the couch opposite where I normally sit." I handed her the knickers I had brought and watched her putting them on, as she got to her bum she winced and as gently as possible pulled them over her bum and went down stairs and sat as I had told her to. I reminded her about the behaviours I expected from her from now on both at home, at work and when we were out as a group, I also told her that if she didn't then she would be getting the same again. I was watching her closely making sure she understood what I was telling her but also to see if there was any change to her knickers, I couldn't but I could clearly see the shape of her pussy through the material. I looked up at her "ok now go and put your jeans on, leave the knickers you were wearing when you got here, you can get them in a few months providing you don't have to visit me again for a spanking. If that happens then you will come to me wearing the knickers you are wearing now. She went upstairs and got her jeans and put them on and came down, I told her to wait and quickly went up stair, her original knickers were there. When I came down I said "ok you can go home now I don't expect to see you out tonight." "What I can't go out tonight?" She said rather to indignantly for my liking." "Come here Jeanette." She looked at me, fear came over her and she was right to be afraid. She was stood in front of me, I reached undid her jeans and slipped them down. "Step out of them." She did as she was told and I moved her over my knee and landed 20 hard quick spanks, "now go stand with your nose against the wall." I went to the blinds and opened them just a little. "No please leave them closed." "No Jeanette they will remain open, it will be highly unlikely that anyone will be able to see you but that bit of a chance may make you think again about questioning me. Ten minutes late I said" now come back here. I pulled down her knickers, she winced as they came down her bum, "now go back upstairs and get the brush." "Please not the brush again." "Do it now or I will double the number of spanks I'm going to deliver." She rushed up stairs and was back with the brush. I put her over my knee and landed 10 hard spanks she was kicking after two and crying after four and sobbing after six by the time I was finished she was spent and stayed over my knee when I was finished. "Get up Jeanette go stand with your nose against the wall again." I moved back to the blinds and opened the a little more, there was still very little chance of anyone being able to see her but I did it all the same. After 10 minutes I said "sit opposite me again, sit on one of the cushions. Again she went to pick up the knickers. "No Jeanette no knickers now sit down." She sat down as she winced her bum was a deep red now and very sore and hot. "Your can stay there for half an hour." She tried to get herself comfortable and in doing so she opened her legs revelling her pussy to me and she went to cover it with her hands. "No Jeanette, keep your hands to your side. Her face turned nearly as red as her bum as she realised she was fully on show to me. Not wanting to lower her discomfort I looked her up and down then went back to my laptop occasionally looking at her and whenever I did she blushed. The next time I looked at her I looked straight into her eyes nowhere else "get your knickers and jeans Jeanette and bring them to me." She did as she was told and handed them to me. I opened up the knickers and bent down, "step into them Jeanette." She did as she was told and I slowly pulled them up her legs as I did so my eyes became level with her pussy, quickly and gently I pulled them over her bum I then repeated it with her jeans only pulling these up was a little more uncomfortable for her as they were quite tight, I fastened the button and pulled up the zip now go sit down for a few minutes as she did she winced. When she could sit long enough I "ok you can go home now, I don't think you will be coming out tonight will you?" "No." "Good, go home and tomorrow come round at three, you understand that?" "Yes." She turned up on time something she wasn't used to so there was an improvement straight away. "Sit down Jeanette." She did as she was told but there was still a wince and discomfort when she did so. "Glad you where on time, how are you feeling." "My bum is sore and it's painful to sit down for long." "That's only to be expected it took quite a spanking yesterday. Go up stairs to my room and take your jeans and knickers off and lye on my bed." "You're not going to spank me again? Please no more." "No but do as I say I will be up in a few minutes." She went and did as I told her. A few minutes later I went up stairs to the bathroom, washed my hands and got some cream out of the cabinet and went into the bedroom. She looked up at me as I entered. "Move to the centre of the bed Jeanette." Again she did as she was told. I squeezed the cream onto my hand and started to rub it into her still reddened bum. "Spread your legs Jeanette, so that I can get this worked in properly." She did as she was told though her face reddened as again she knew she was completely on show to me. I worked the cream in to all of the reddened areas of her bum her pussy was slightly open to me and I could see it was starting to glisten. I finished rubbing the cream in. "stay like that for a while it will help take some of the sting and pain out when your ready come down and sit like you did yesterday after an hour I will put some more cream on and you can go home." She came down ten minutes later knickerless and sat opposite me legs slightly open so that I could see her pussy. I looked at her once more and went back to my laptop to work, occasionally she would make a noise which would cause me to raise my head to look at her, her pussy was still glistening and when I told her to go back to my bedroom I could see where she had sat there was moisture I ran my finger in it and brought it to my mouth, she tasted sweet. I know she didn't like the spanking but having to sit there exposing herself to me turned her on. I went up stairs and applied more cream to her bum as I did so I caught the faint sound of a moan come from her. When I had finished I picked up her knickers and again got her to step into them and pulled them up as I reached her bum my eyes where level with her pussy, it was wet, I was tempted there and then to trace a finger and then my tongue between those lips but this was a punishment not a prelude to sex and I have a rule not to get sexually involved with someone who is in a relationship so I finished pulling them up, taking care to be gentle over her bum and did the same with her jeans. "Home now and don't forget, make your own packed lunch and get yourself up for work." "I will." She said as she left and went home. A few weeks passed and everything was going well, comments from her parents and brother told me things had improved dramatically at home and even Jeanette was in a better mood because all the arguments had stopped. Her mum said it was great not having to get up early on her days off to get her up for work, she was getting home and going to bed at a reasonable time. They wondered what had come over her but weren't complaining or asking questions as they were happy with the improvement in her behaviour. A month passed and she slipped. During an argument with her mum she had sworn, not at her mother but all the same she had sworn, something her parents and I didn't like. I saw her that Friday night; she looked at me knowing I knew, "I'm sorry." She said. "That's ok." I replied, "come round in the morning I'll talk to you then, about 10 if you want to go out tomorrow night. But try to enjoy tonight it won't be that bad tomorrow." A faint smile crossed her lips and she went off and got herself a drink and tried to enjoy the night. At ten o'clock prompt she knocked on my door. "Come in and sit down Jeanette." She came in and sat opposite me in her usual place. "What happened?" I asked. "it was nothing really, Carl has been getting on my case cause I have been going home earlier than I used to and not staying over during the week, he said I was getting boring, I had just had an argument on the phone and was talking to mum about it, it just boiled over and I swore." "Ok, so what you going to do about Carl?" "It's not working he's going to end up breaking up with me because I won't do what he wants me to so I think I will break up with him first." "Ok. Now we have to address the swearing. You know your mum and dad don't like either of you swearing, especially in front of them and likewise you know I don't like it either. So a spanking is in order, it won't be as bad as the last one you got it was only a minor slip so here's what it will be. Ten spanks on your knickers, 10 on your bare and 5 with the brush. That will be it, you will come down after ten minutes with your nose against the wardrobe and take your place as last time. After half an hour you will go back up stairs and lye on my bed and I will put some cream on, you will stay there for twenty minutes and come down and we will talk for half an hour, then I will dress you and you can go enjoy your day. Now go up stairs and wait for me." She got up and went up stairs a couple of minutes later I followed her, she was stood with her nose against the wardrobe and when I sat down on the bed she turned and took her jeans off and placed herself over my knees. I delivered the first ten quickly, sharp quick spanks. She got up and went to the wardrobe I got up, went to get a drink. When I sat down on my bed again she turned round and took off her knickers and placed them on top of her jeans and lay over my knees again. I was a little more deliberate with the next ten spanks they were hard and covered all of her bum, the last one landed straight across her sit spot. She went back to the wardrobe and I went for a smoke. When I got back she was already waiting with the brush, she handed it to me and as soon as I sat down she placed herself over my knee. I spanked her twice and she started to cry, I delivered on more on each cheek and one on her sit spot by which time she was sobbing. "Ok now go stand at the wardrobe." I went down stairs and started to do some work on my laptop about 10 minutes later Jeanette came down and sat opposite me, she winced a little as her bum touched the cold leather of my couch, again she sat legs slightly apart giving me a good view of her pussy, she was still blushing but not as much as the first time. "Now what are your plans Jeanette?" "What do you mean?" "What are your plans for stopping yourself getting into this embarrassing position?" "Well I'm breaking up with Carl for one, it was my argument with him that got me into this really because if I hadn't I wouldn't have sworn in front of mum." "What else?" "Nothing really, things have been so much better at home since you first spanked me and I like it better that way, no arguing with mum or dad and John and me are getting on much better now that I'm doing my fair share." "That's good. How is work?" "That's better too, I find it easier as I'm not tired when I get there and the day goes better, my boss thinks I'm performing better too, she said so." "Good, see what taking responsibility for your actions gets you, a far better life, of course you will make mistakes and slip up but it won't be that often and the outcomes won't be so severe, either at home or work and of course here with me." "What do you mean?" "You are unlikely to get spanked for every mistake or slip up you make, you'll only be spanked if I feel it is warranted or you think you deserve a spanking for your actions. That doesn't mean you can get away with deliberately doing something wrong if its a deliberate act you will be spanked like the first time, if it's a slip or unintentional mistake it will be more like today or maybe just a talking to." "Oh ok." "Just one more thing to keep in mind when you go up stairs and get on the bed, if I have to severely spank you again most of the spankings will be done with you totally naked. You understand?" "Yes." "Good now go get on the bed, I will rub some cream into your bum before you come down and talk some more." When I got to the bed room she was lied face down her legs apart, I sat down at the side of her and started to rub in the cream, I could see her pussy lips where open and glistening but all I did was rub in the cream and tell her to wait ten minutes and come back down. She came back down and sat opposite me again, her pussy was glistening with her juices she was clearly turned on we talked for a little while and I could see them dripping on to the couch, "Jeanette, go get your knickers please, leave your jeans upstairs but bring me your knickers." She went to get her knickers and while she was gone again I dipped my finger into her juices and tasted her, then I wiped up what was left before she got back down. She held out her knickers for me and stepped into them before sitting back down, she knew I had cleaned up her juices and looked a little disappointed. "Sorry." She said. Time to Grow Up All characters are of consenting age. ***** It was a sad time for me. I had been born in that house, grown up there, eighteen years of memories in one building. Now we had to move because of daddy's new job. I tried to tell myself that wherever we went I would make the best of it, find new friends, meet new boys, but I still had a tear in my eye as I packed up my bedroom in to large cardboard boxes. "Lily-pet," daddy walked in to my bedroom, smiling as he called me his pet name that he knew I hated, "Your mom is going to the store, do you want anything?" I shook my head, not making eye contact with him, I knew if he saw the tears welling up he would go all over the top about 'cheer up, it's a new start!' and 'it's going to be great!'. I didn't need that right now. "Okay," he went back down the stairs, whistling to himself. I swear he should have been a life coach, instead of an architect, always positive and happy, always knew what was best and worst of all he was usually right about most things. He never had been very good at understanding his daughter though. He found 'girlie' things awkward and so left most of that up to mom. Looking out of the window I saw mom head off to the shops and dad come back inside. I slunk down on to my bed, grabbing my big old stuffed bear that I had slept with since I was about ten. Mr. Tedson (I had named him at ten and not cared that it wasn't a very creative name) and I had secrets that would never be told to anyone else. I hugged him to me and buried my face in his old soft fur. "You taking that old thing with you?" daddy's voice made me jump. "Hey are you crying?" He walked in to my room and awkwardly stood over the bed, trying to look all sympathetic and concerned. Seriously, it just came across as awkward. But his effort to try made me smile a little. "Daddy," I told him, "You are shit at compassion, but you really are good at making me feel sorry for you due to the fact that you are so shit at it." "Honey that sentence made no sense to me whatsoever,"he grinned at me, "but at least I got you smiling. You sad about leaving still?" he sat down on the bed next to me. "You know we are going to be so much happier in the new place. I am going to be working less hours and earning more money. And that," he said pointedly, "means that I get to spend more time with my kids and also spend more money on them, spoiling them rotten and loving it. Hey, I could even buy you a new bear!" he grabbed Mr. Tedson off me and looked at the bear's worn old face. I snatched him back. "Leave him alone!" I pouted at daddy, and hugged my teddy bear to my chest. "Lily, do you really still need a teddy bear?" daddy laughed at my childishness regarding my old bear. "You are 18 now." "I don't care," I told him, sticking my tongue out. "I still have all my Barbie dolls too, and Ken dolls and I'm not getting rid of them." "Maybe it's time you grew up a bit," daddy teased, slapping my shin. "These toys taught me way more that you ever did." I told him in a jokingly nasty voice. "Oh yeah," he laughed out loud, almost patronising. "What exactly have they taught you.?" His superior tone annoyed me slightly and I stopped smiling. "Well Mr. Tedson here," I leaned forward as though I was whispering in a room full of people but only wanted daddy to hear me, "he taught me lots of naughty stuff." Daddy's smile waned slightly and his cheeks flushed a little. He coughed nervously and raised his eyebrows. "Really? What kind of naughty stuff?" I looked at him with a small smile. Was he challenging me? Did he really want to know about the secrets Mr. Tedson and I shared? I wasn't backing down first. "Well daddy," I leaned even closer towards him, "Mr. Tedson was the first man to ever touch me...down there," I gestured down with my eyes. I saw daddy blush even further but something was keeping him there. "Well that was very naughty of Mr. Tedson," he swallowed hard, trying desperately not to appear too shocked. This was fun. I knew he would break first but I wanted to tease him a little more before he got the chance to surrender. "Yes it was daddy," I nodded, keeping my eye contact with him. "He used to just touch me through my panties, but then one night he slipped his naughty little arm right inside and started rubbing me." Daddy's embarrassment was clear but there was now something else in his eyes. Was he enjoying me telling him this? Oh my god, was my own father getting off on my tales of masturbation with my teddy bear? I glanced down at his crotch where his trousers seemed a little tighter than they had been before. "It felt good daddy," I whispered, "his furry arm rubbing against my pussy," I licked my lips in a mocking seductive manner but I was shocked to find that I was getting slightly wet talking like this. "So soft and gentle at first, then he rubbed a little harder until he slipped his arm inside me!" "Oh fuck Lily!" daddy hadn't meant to say this out loud and his face turned beet red when he realised he had. "Mmmm," I wanted to push him further, see how much he could take before he broke. "You like that daddy? Can you imagine how good Mr. Tedson's arm felt sliding in to my pussy? I was so wet, so hot. And you see his little hard nose?" I rubbed the small plastic bump of Mr. Tedson's nose with my finger tip, almost like it was a clit. "I used to put him on the bed, lay down on top of him and fuck his furry little face, making sure his nose was right on my special spot. And I would grind myself on him until I came." "Lily stop..." daddy looked ashamed of himself for still being there, but I was having way too much fun making him uncomfortable. "I used to cum all over his face, daddy," I surprised myself by sliding Mr. Tedson down my body and to between my legs where I began to rub him up and down. God I was wet and my tiny shorts already had a damp patch seeping through them and I knew daddy could see it when he glanced down to see what Mr. Tedson was up to. "You see daddy?" I also watched my teddy bear caressing my crotch through my shorts. "He still makes me wet, even now that I am all grown up. And it feels so good." Slowly daddy reached around with his hand and took control of Mr. Tedson. I didn't know why but I was so turned on I didn't want to stop. I wanted to watch daddy rub me with my teddy. Daddy had a real technique for it too, getting a rhythm that I began to move my hips to. "Oh god daddy," I sighed, laying back on to my elbows, "look what you're doing to me!" daddy didn't respond other than to push my bear a little harder on to my wet shorts. "Oh god, yes. Make him rub me daddy." Daddy continued to do this for another minute or so as I moved my hips in time to him. "Lily-pet," he whispered, "Mr. Tedson needs to see that sweet pussy." Without looking me in the eye daddy placed my teddy bear at the side of me and almost hesitantly slipped my shorts down my legs and off, dragging my small white panties with them. I was propped up on my elbows, on my bed with just my t shirt on, my pussy on show and daddy spreading my knees apart. He picked Mr. Tedson back up and began to rub the teddy's little black nose against my clit. I relaxed my head back as the pleasure began to sink in. My hips moved automatically in time to daddy's motions as Mr. Tedson's button nose teased my special spot just like he used to. "Daddy that is so hot!" I moaned loudly. Still he didn't respond other than using the fingers on his other hand to spread my lips apart making my clit more accessible. "Oh yes daddy, rub it." "Tell him to eat your pussy Lily," daddy finally said, still staring down at my pussy. I looked down at my teddy then up at daddy. "Oh Mr. Tedson," I sighed, "such a naughty bear, playing with my cunt-" Daddy moaned with pleasure when I said 'cunt'. I loved it, I loved watching his cock grow quickly as he listened to his daughter talking filth. "That's it, you bad, bad bear, eat my wet teenage pussy! Oh Mr. Tedson, that's so good but you are such a naughty teddy. Yes, oh god, yes! Oh fuck daddy, yes!" Daddy, still sitting perched on the edge of my bed and having to twist to do what he was doing, repositioned himself without breaking his rhythm. He knelt between my legs and took Mr. Tedson's face away from my now dripping pussy. "No, keep going, please!" I begged but daddy placed the bear down between my legs. For a moment I thought he was going to dive right in and eat my pussy himself, but instead he parted my legs a little wider. "You're wet, Lily" he told me, a small smile on his lips. "Yes daddy," I agreed, "Mr. Tedson made me wet, he felt so good on my pussy." Daddy simply nodded and picked the teddy back up. I sighed as I felt him start to insert Mr. Tedson's arm in to my wet hole. Daddy smiled as the furry limb, inch by inch, began to fill my teenage cunt. I began to moan as I felt my pussy fill with the arm of my childhood teddy bear. When it was all in daddy began to fuck me with it slowly, his other hand rubbing my clit, his tongue almost hanging out of his mouth as he watched the show. "Tell him to fuck you," daddy told me, briefly making eye contact with me. "Fuck me Mr. Tedson," I demanded of the bear, "Get your furry arm deep in my cunt and fuck me. Oh god teddy, yes, just like that, oh you're so good." With the arm in me and my daddy's fingers working my clit it didn't take long for me to cum hard, my juices seeping in to the teddy's fur as my hips bucked and shook with the intensity of it. "Those kind of naughty things?" daddy asked, smiling at me as I lay breathless on my bed. "He is a very naughty bear isn't he Lily-pet?" "Oh that's nothing daddy," I looked up at him, "you should see what Barbie and Ken used to do to me... Time to Grow Up "That's ok. If you want to you can come round after tea and I will put some more cream on for you, that should make it easier for you tonight." "I might just do that." "Ok, see you later." When she came back she was dressed ready to go out. "Who are you out with tonight Jeanette?" I asked. "Just you John and the rest of you. I've told Carl its over and I'm glad I did, he gave me a mouthful over the phone but that's ok I'm better off without him." "That's a shame." "No not really, I want different things now and he wants things to be the same. Anyhow don't want to talk about him anymore, will you put some more cream on me before we go out?" "Sure go up stairs and take your pants and knickers off I'll wash my hands and do that for you." We went upstairs and she went into the bedroom, I went to wash my hands, when i got to the bedroom her pants and knickers where neatly folded on the chair and she was on the bed face down legs slightly apart, again she was on show to me but there was no redness in her face , I sat down beside her and started to rub in the cream in to her bum, again her pussy was open but today wasn't the day to go from spanker to lover, that would have to wait. "Now stay there for 10 minutes then go down I'm going to get washed and changed before we go out." I left her on the bed to get washed and shaved. When I returned to the bedroom she was gone, so I changed and went down. When I got down she was sat on the couch, her knickers and pants on the arm. "You could have put them on Jeanette, you didn't have to wait." "You've always put them on after you've spanked me, I didn't want another spanking and to have to stay in tonight because I had put my knickers and pants on so I waited." "Ok bring them here." She brought me her pants and knickers, I opened the knickers and she stepped into them, the same with her pants we were ready and we went out to join her parents and her brother in the pub. We all had a good night, better than before I spanked her, she was more relaxed, smiled a lot more and chatted with everyone. "I don't know what has happened but she has change the last few months and she seems better now that she has broke up with Carl." "Maybe she has finally started to grow up." I said. "I hope so." The night went by and soon it was time to set of home, we walked together all six of us when we got to my home she asked me could she come round in the morning, I told her yes but not before eleven as I wanted a lie in, in the morning. I had a lie in but was up before ten, I knew Jeanette would be round promptly at eleven and I wanted to be ready for her. I had breakfast and had just put the plate in the sink when there was a knock at the door. "Come in Jeanette, just go straight up." She did just that and when I reached the bedroom she had put her jeans and knickers neatly on the chair as she always did and was in her usual position on the bed. I started to put the cream on her bum and I heard her gently moan, her pussy was open and wet with her juices. "I know you don't like the spanking Jeanette but I think you started to enjoy other aspects of this." "I like it when you can see my pussy, I didn't when you first made me do it, I was very embarrassed didn't like it that I was on show to you, it was only after you started to rub cream into my bum that I started to enjoy it." "I know two wet patches on the couch and the fact that you moaned the last two times that I rubbed cream on to your bum. You know I saw them." "I was hoping you would do something about it, you never did. Why?" "You know I won't get involved with someone who is in a relationship." "I know but I'm not in a relationship now." "No you're not." I said as I slipped my finger from her bum down between her lips to find her juice covered clit, she moaned as I circled it with my finger and then ran it back up her open lips and sank it into her wet pussy after a few minutes I added another, she was bucking back against them she came hard and I withdrew my fingers and replaced it with my tongue, her pussy was leaking juice and I just lapped it all up. After a few minutes of this she shuddered and came again, I withdrew my tongue and gave her a minute while I undid my pants and removed them along with my shorts and knelt behind her rubbing the tip of my cock up and down her lips. Time to Herself Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me. * Tiffany stood at the door between the family room and the garage, waving goodbye to her husband and daughter as the car backed down the driveway, until the garage door blocked them from view. With a rare block of time to herself, she had a number of things that she planned to get done in their absence, but the thing that topped the list was something she never would have actually written down on it. She headed straight upstairs to the bedroom and pushed the elastic waistband of her casual skirt over her ass just inside the door. As the skirt dropped to her ankles, she was raising her shirt up over her head. She stepped out of the skirt as she dropped the shirt on the floor beside it, then cupped her tits through her bra, feeling a tingle as her hands brushed over her hard nipples. A shiver passed through her as she caressed her tits before reaching back to unfasten her bra. She let her bra slide down her arms and it quickly joined the rest of her clothes on the floor. Standing beside the bed wearing just her panties, she caressed the soft, smooth flesh of her tits and gently tugged her hard nipples. She could feel her pussy heating up but had promised herself that she wouldn't rush and that she'd savor the free time that she had available. One hand snuck down to the front of her panties, though, and she lightly caressed her pussy through them as the other hand remained on her tits. She finally crawled onto the bed, her tits swinging and her ass up in the air, then lay in the middle of it on her back. She caressed her tits again with both hands before they ran down over her ribcage and her hips then along her smooth inner thighs. She ran both hands up over her pussy before grabbing the sides of her panties and slipping them down just enough to expose her trim bush. Two fingers from one hand slipped into her dripping pussy while two from the other started to gently caress her clit. She gasped as an electric shock of pleasure jolted her entire body. Before she progressed too far, she paused and yanked her panties completely off, casting them off the side of the bed. Immediately, her fingers returned to where they'd been and, legs bent, she went back to finger-fucking herself as her ass bounced up and down on the bed. Her arms were squeezing her nicely-sized breasts together, pointing her hard nipples at the ceiling. She was trying to take her time and draw out the experience, but she'd been looking forward to this moment all morning and she was completely fired up. She realized it was no use to try to draw it out because her orgasm was just building too quickly, so she just rolled with it. She relished the increasing level of pleasure that she was feeling as her fingers moved faster and faster. She was moaning softly but the volume was increasing as her body was beginning to tense up in anticipation of cumming. Finally, with a flood of juices coating her fingers, her orgasm ripped through her, causing her body to tremble and a cry of pleasure to escape. She clamped her thighs together on her hands and rolled onto her side as the long, intense orgasm continued. Once the waves of pleasure finally tapered off, she could only lay there, catching her breath as her body continued with an occasional spasm. When she'd finally caught her breath and opened her eyes, she was surprised to see on the clock radio beside the bed how little time had passed since she'd come upstairs. She decided that she wasn't quite ready to start on her to-do list yet, so she got up and headed into her walk-in closet, a place where her husband would rarely tread. She reached up on the shelf for one of the larger purses toward the back, something her husband also, if he did enter her closet for whatever reason, would have no cause to do. Opening it as she stood there naked, she looked in upon her treasure trove of sex toys and selected the one she was most anxious to use. It was a thick, veiny latex dildo that she planned to give herself a good fucking with. Leaving the purse full of other toys down for now, she turned and headed back to the bed. On all fours back in the middle of the bed, she held the dildo with both hands, her face against the comforter, and started easing it into her dripping pussy. She moaned softly and continuously as she did so and, by the time it was fully embedded, she started to shake again as another orgasm coursed through her. She rode this one out with her eyes closed and her hands on the dildo, not moving it until this orgasm had played itself out. As soon as she could, she started to slowly fuck herself with her toy, one hand dropping down to lightly caress her clit while the other worked the dildo. She relished the feeling of being fucked and the slow build of another orgasm, but paused after a few minutes to straighten up on her knees and bounce up and down on the toy while still caressing her clit. After a minute or so, she paused again just long enough to turn around so she could watch herself in the mirror over the dresser as she often did when riding her husband reverse cowgirl style or as he took her from behind. Watching her tits bounce had her hypnotized as she went back to bouncing up and down on her dildo and she wished she could cup them, finger her clit and hold her toy at the same time. Even though she was limited in the number of things her hands could do at one time, she could still feel yet another orgasm building as she continued to fuck herself. She continued to watch herself, mostly her bouncing tits, but also her fingertips on her clit and the disappearing and reappearing dildo. She was moving faster as she got closer and closer to cumming again but, once her orgasm washed over her, she seemed to go into slow-motion. Her entire body shook as she came yet again and her "O" face broke into a broad smile. She rode out another long, intense orgasm before collapsing sideways again, the dildo still buried in her pussy. She lay there catching her breath, still appreciating the feel of the thick cock in her pussy, as well as the peace and quiet of the empty house, for a good little while. When she started to think she might doze off, she decided it would be bad for her husband or daughter to walk in and catch her sleeping like this, so she hauled herself up while extracting her toy. After a quick rinse off in the bathroom, she dried it and returned it to the purse, then placed the purse back on the shelf. She pulled her clothes back on, feeling a calm that she hadn't felt in a while, then headed downstairs and started checking things off of her to-do list. Time to Kill Ted got into his pickup truck and slammed the door. "Fucking rain!" He spat as he started the engine and turned the windshield wipers on. The 24-year-old construction worker was going to miss another day of work due to bad weather. He had driven over an hour from home to get to this new site and the rain began just as he pulled in. The Foreman called the job off after listening to the weather forecast on the radio so now Ted was going to have to drive back home knowing that he would be out another day's pay. He pulled in to the drive thru of a fast food joint to buy some breakfast before heading home. Ted looked at his face in the rear view mirror. He wasn't a bad looking man. Ted had picked up several women with his rugged features and solid muscular body. He was in need of a shave but otherwise women found him acceptable. At least they did until they discovered his temper. Ted could get angry easy. He was also pretty demanding in the bedroom. He had a strong libido and was never satisfied with one sexual encounter. Ted often needed two or three fucks before being satisfied. And if the woman wasn't willing to continue he would become forceful and continue anyway. He often bragged to his buddies about how he could go five or six times a night. He picked up his breakfast sandwich and soda at the window and pulled out. He remembered this area well. He had spent four days working on a house just down the street only two months earlier. Ted had been dismissed from that company a month later and forced to take his current job. He remembered the job at the house nearby. More correctly, he remembered the woman next door. She was a well built attractive single mother who had made a habit of complaining and bitching to his crew the entire four days they were there. Ted remembered when he first saw her, walking her son to the bus stop dressed in a tight tee shirt and sweat pants. Her shapely body and large tits caused the crew to stop working immediately. This brought the first complaint. She bitched them out for gawking at her. Ted figured that she must have wanted them to watch or else she wouldn't have dressed that way. And she did the same each of the remaining three days. She usually left soon after her kid went to school. From what he learned she usually went to a local gym to work out before returning him. She worked out of her house and was there all day. This lead to more run-ins as she continuously complained about the noise they were making. In short, she had made their job much more difficult during those four days than it had to be. Ted looked at the clock on the radio and thought that if he turned down that street he could probably see her standing outside this morning. He turned and drove past, thinking that he would yell something inappropriate to her as he past. But she wasn't outside. Checking the clock again he realized that it was probably too early. Then Ted got another idea... He remembered the layout of the neighborhood pretty well. Especially concerning her house and the house he had been working on. Ted knew that nobody would be home at the neighbor's house and that the woman lived with only her son -- The owner of the house he worked at had told his boss that she had taken her husband for everything in a divorce settlement. He also warned them to be careful about what they said around her because she had twice made sexual harassment complaints against co-workers and she was a real man-hater. Ted knew that the houses backed to a small thatch of woods behind a shopping center. He drove back around to the shopping center and parked his truck. He decided that perhaps he could sneak through the woods and pay her a visit after the school bus picked up her son. After all, he had time to kill without work today and she would be alone until the bus returned at 3:30. Ted grabbed a few items out from behind the seat and raced off through the woods. He waited in a spot where he could see her driveway. She came out holding an umbrella, walking her son out front. Ted watched her shapely ass shake in her blue sweat pants. Her long, light brown hair hung below her shoulders. He couldn't see her tits from behind, but remembered them being pretty large. He guessed that she had to be a double D. As soon as he saw her walk out of view Ted rushed through the yard. He edged along the wall of the garage to the open garage door. Glancing both ways and being thankful that her house sat back a distance so that it was harder to see from across the street, he rushed inside and found the inside door to the house unlocked as expected. Now Ted watched out the window waiting for her return. Ruth waited until the door to the bus opened and watched her son step on board. Then she began returning home. She was an attractive 30-year-old woman. Long hair, blue eyes and a pretty face. Her 36-DD, 24, 36 body was firm thanks to regular exorcise. She enjoyed her looks, and didn't mind showing herself off as long as men behaved. Ruth couldn't stand men who looked at her as a sex object. She was too smart for that. And she had proven that twice before. Ruth had filed sexual harassment complaints at two jobs. The first was deemed justified by her superiors but the second had been shot down, infuriating Ruth and forcing her to resign in protest. She tried taking legal action but her lawyer soon talked her into dropping the case after determining that she had no basis to win. Ruth felt otherwise, even if everyone else said she was wrong. Ruth's husband had left her two years earlier. He had grown tired of her bossy attitude. He was eventually pushed away by her constant refusal to satisfy him sexually. Ruth claimed that this was a result of her ordeals at work, but in truth she just didn't find her husband satisfying anymore. She probably would have divorced him, but when he left first she became angry and went after him for everything possible. Ruth walked into the garage and hit the switch lowering the garage door. She closed the umbrella and leaned it against the wall, then opened the door to enter the kitchen. She closed the door behind her and headed into the next room. She jumped when hands grabbed her from behind. Ted grabbed Ruth and began wrestling her to the ground. He was surprised at her strength as she fought back in effort to escape. Ruth screamed but knew that no one was close enough to hear her. Despite her best efforts, Ted soon had her face down on the floor with her hands tied behind her back. "What do you want?" She asked, afraid that she already knew the answer. Ted rolled her over and began fondling her large breast. "Please don't hurt me." She said, and then followed with, "I'm expecting company, you better leave." "Bullshit." Ted said, "We both know that you'll be alone for the next seven hours. That gives me plenty of time to enjoy your hot body." Ted grabbed her shirt and began tearing it away from her. Ruth struggled as he exposed her bra covered breast. Then he removed a knife and cut the bra free, allowing Ruth's ample bosom to spill out of their confinement. "Oh, those are some nice titties." Ted complemented her as he began groping them. Ted stood up and began unfastening his pants. He had already removed his work boots and left them in the corner. Ruth saw his hard seven-inch cock as he dropped his boxers and squatted down over her chest. "I think I'll start by fucking these tits." He said, laying his hard cock between her fleshy orbs. He grabbed each tit in one hand and mashed them together around his cock. "Please don't." Ruth pleaded as the stranger atop her began tittyfucking her. There was nothing she could do to stop him. Ruth couldn't do anything else but watch as his cock slipped in and out of view between her tits as Ted pleasured himself at her expense. "Oh yes, you have some great titties, baby. We are going to have plenty of fun together." Ruth continued to watch Ted's cock. She could feel it sliding back and forth between her firm tits, gradually increasing the speed as Ted neared his climax. She could already see the precum on the tip of his cock when it popped into view. "Oh..." He moaned as his orgasm began. Ruth saw a small amount of cum dribble out of his cock, followed by a large, thick wad that launched onto her chin and throat. She turned her head away but could feel it continuing to spill out onto her neck and chest as Ted emptied his balls between her lovely tits. "That was fun, wasn't it?" Ted said to her as he got back up. He grabbed Ruth and picked her up off the floor. She could feel his cum running down, much of it now draining between her tits. There was a small amount that she could feel dangling from her chin, causing her to blush in shame. Ted grabbed a bag off the floor and began walking Ruth down the hall. He stopped at the bathroom and forced her in with him. He held her in place as he stood over the toilet and began pissing. Ruth watched in disgust as he drained his bladder in front of her. Once finished he began pulling her sweat pants and panties off. He looked at her neatly trimmed bush and ordered her to sit on the toilet and empty her bladder. Ruth began pissing, blushing as he watched her go. Then he stood before her, holding his cock up to her face. "Open wide." "No." She insisted, now wanting to suck his dick. "Unless you want it in your ass you better satisfy me with your mouth." Rush reluctantly opened her mouth, allowing him to slid his cock between her lips. "Suck it." He ordered. Ruth began sucking his cock. She could feel it grow hard almost immediately as she did so. She could also taste the remnants of his piss on the head of his cock but did her best to ignore it. Ted held her head in his hands as she sucked his cock. "You're one great cocksucker, baby." He said. Ruth moved her face back and forth, realizing that she needed to finish him this way and hopefully he would leave if she did so. She sucked him, trying to get this over with as quickly as possible. Ted was enjoying Ruth's efforts. He enjoyed watching his cock slipping in and out of her sexy mouth. Her pretty face looked adorable bobbing up and down on his manhood. She sucked him for several minutes, listening to his derogatory comments as he fucked her mouth in response to her sucking. He held her head more tightly. "I am going to fill your mouth with cum, baby." Ruth tried to pull away, preferring that he cum on her rather than in her mouth. But his hands prevented her from doing so. She heard him moan and felt his cum spewing into her mouth. Ruth began gulping it down as it filled the back of her throat. Ted pumped his cum into Ruth's mouth, eagerly climaxing down her throat as he came for the second time that morning. He made Ruth continue to suck his cock until it had gone limp in her mouth. "Let's go to your bedroom now." He told her. Ruth was made to walk to her bedroom. Ted pushed her onto her back on the bed. He pulled some rope out of his bag and tied one to each ankle. Then he raised Ruth up and untied her hands. He tied her wrist to the headboard of the bed, then raised her legs high and pulled them forward and tied them to the headboard as well. Now Ruth was tied on her back with her legs raised up and pulled back so that her feet were almost even with her shoulders, leaving her pussy and ass both fully exposed. Ted crawled between her legs and began licking her pussy. Ruth was surprised when she realized that her pussy was already wet. She imagined that her body had unwillingly responded to primal desires while she was sucking this man off. Ted licked her pussy, running his tongue up and down her slit and all over her now hard clit. He fondled her tits as he licked her cunt. Ruth closed her eyes, trying to escape the unwanted feelings that were being caused by Ted's tongue. She fought back as her body responded to his talented oral stimulation. Ruth realized that Ted wanted to make her climax, not for her pleasure but rather to humiliate her further. Still, she could not fight it off as her orgasm continued to grow near. Ruth began rocking back and forth, still trying to escape Ted's tongue but now accepting the realization that she was going to cum for him. Her eyes rolled back as her orgasm began. Ted sucked on her clit as his tongue rapidly flicked back and forth across it. She gasped and groaned as her body began to shake when she came for him. "Now wasn't that nice." Ted said to her as he climbed to his knees. She could see his mouth and chin covered in her own juice. Then she saw his hard cock. "Oh fuck, no." She said as he climbed on top of her. Ted buried his cock into her wet hole and began fucking her. Ruth could do nothing as Ted pounded her pussy atop her. He lowered his head and went back and forth licking and sucking her nipples as he repeatedly rammed his cock into her exposed cunt. He had been fucking her for at least five minutes before Ruth realized in horror that she was on the verge of cumming again. Being forced to orgasm while he ate her pussy was bad enough. But she did not want to cum on his cock. Ruth did not want him to have the satisfaction of knowing that he could make her climax this way. But Ted had already cum twice so it was going to be a while before he came again. And Ruth knew that she would not be able to hold out that long. She began moaning, always catching herself and trying to stop. But Ted knew what was happening between her legs. "You're going to cum again for me, aren't you?" He said. "Fuck you." Ruth relied. "That's exactly what you're doing." He reminded her as he continued slamming his crotch against her's. Ruth could hold back no longer. Her pussy spasmed around Ted's cock as she began cumming for him. She could not look him in the eyes as she felt the pleasure of her orgasm race throughout her body. Still Ted continued fucking her. She looked at the clock on the dresser and saw that he had been balls deep inside her for fifteen minutes already. Ted was enjoying this more than he had thought possible. Ruth had been a bitch to him and his coworkers. She had teased them in her tight outfits and berated them for looking at her. He knew that she was a controlling bitch and to be able to take her this way was the fulfillment of a long time fantasy. And best of all, he knew that she did not recognize him at all. He fucked her for ten more minutes and heard Ruth's moans begin anew. She cussed as she began to orgasm for a third time. How much longer could this bastard fuck her before he came? This orgasm was more intense. She shook as the pleasurable sensations caused by Ted's cock went through her from head to toe. Finally Ted was ready to cum. For the first time Ruth realized the consequences of this. She wanted him to cum and get this over with. But he was going to cum inside her. "Pull out!" She pleaded when she realized that Ted was about to cum. Ted ignored her and began cumming, shooting his seed inside her well fucked hole as he banged away in her pussy. He pulled his spent cock out of her pussy. "Goddamn you're a great fuck." He said. Ruth refused to respond. She just hoped that this was over. Ted got up and walked about the room. He smiled when he saw a digital camera on the dresser. He picked up the camera and turned it on, then walked over and began taking pictures of the captive Ruth. "Please, don't take pictures.' Ruth begged. "Why, are you afraid that someone will see that satisfied cunt dripping out my cum with your juice?" Ted responded. Ted took pictures of her from all angles. "These will look great on the internet, won't they?" "Please, you wouldn't do that." She begged, "Well, I may just keep them as souvenirs of our day together. But if you report this then you may just see yourself all over the web." Ted began looking through her drawers. "Ah, I knew I would find one somewhere." He said, holding a vibrator before him. Ruth blushed. Ted turned it on. "Ah, fresh batteries. I guess you get some use out of this." He walked over to the bed and rubbed the vibrator between Ruth's legs. She struggled trying to get away from it to no avail. Ted began fucking her with the vibrator, making her squirm. Then he pulled it away, much to Ruth's relief. She heard a tearing noise and looked to see Ted tearing off a piece of duct tape from a roll in his bag. "What are you doing?" She asked. Ted said nothing. He tore off a second strip of tape then returned to the bed. He placed the vibrator long ways against her pussy, resting it firmly against her clit. Using the tape he secured it to her. "Now I can just sit back and watch you come over and over again." "Please don't!" Ruth begged as she felt the vibrator begin stirring her clit. It took no time for the tool to make her climax again. But that was only the beginning. Ruth begged and pleaded for Ted to turn the vibrator off as it continued to buzz against her now ultra-sensitive clit. Ted left the room and returned with a bottle of soda from her refrigerator and sat back to relax and watch as Ruth was forced to orgasm after orgasm. She was crying out in orgasmic agony begging him to stop this. Ruth was soon dripping with sweat as time continued on. More than an hour had passed since Ted begun her forced orgasm torture. He often crawled onto the bed and played with her tits as she came over and over and over again. Often he took pictures of her as she climaxed. Ruth could only imagine people jacking off to those pictures as they viewed them on their computers. Ruth eventually lost control over her bladder and pissed herself. Even then Ted refused to intervene. And still the orgasm came. "Do you want me to turn it off?" He asked. "Yes!" He replied. "Will you let me fuck your ass if I do?" Ruth didn't know how to respond, but she had to have this vibrator turned off. "Fuck me anywhere, just turn this fucker off!" "Then beg me to fuck your ass." Ted told her. Ruth had long ago given in. "Please, fuck my asshole." Ted crawled on the bed and began rubbing his cock against her asshole. Her legs, being tied up and apart as they were, left her ass wide open. The numerous orgasms she had already experienced had juice running down the crack of her ass, providing all the lubrication Ted needed. He began pushing his cock into her asshole. "Please, turn the vibrator off first." She begged. "Not until after I cum in your ass." He replied. Ted pushed his cock into her ass. Ruth cried out in pain as it began breaking through. But soon found herself in another orgasm as he began fucking her asshole. Ted leaned forward, fucking her tight asshole as the vibrator continued forcing Ruth to climax. Now she was reeling with emotions. Ted's cock filled her ass as he pumped her without mercy. Her body was wracked with pain and delight as she came from both the anal and vaginal stimulation she was receiving. Ted slammed his cock into Ruth's upturned ass, watching her tits bounce up and down as his thrust jolted her body. He could feel her juice dripping from her pussy onto his cock as he fucked her. He ravaged her ass for nearly a half hour before he was ready to cum. He blasted his cum into her ass, burring his cock as deeply as possible as he came. Then he pulled out and, much to Ruth's relief, turned the vibrator off. She cried out as he ripped the duct tape off of her, pulling pubic hair along with it. Ruth lay on the bed panting in exhaustion, her body soaked with sweat. She had never thought it possible to have endured so many orgasms at one time and wondered how she had managed not to pass out from them. Ted crawled up over her face, resting his cock on her chin. Time to Kill "Clean it." He told her. Ruth opened her mouth and began sucking his cock until it began to grow hard once more. He slid down and began fucking her tits again. Enjoying how her sweat soaked cleavage enabled him to slide with ease between her large tits. Ted went back and forth between her mouth and tits for several minutes. Then he climbed back down between her legs and pushed his cock into her pussy. "Oh god not, not again." Ruth said softly. Ted began fucking Ruth once more. It did not take long for her to begin to climax again. But now Ruth was so caught up with everything that she found her body fucking back. Ed slammed her pussy, finding each thrust met by an equal thrust from Ruth as her body welcomed his cock, wanting it to fill her and bring her to another orgasm. The vibrator had been unbearable but her pussy swallowed Ted's cock, welcoming its thrust against her G-spot. Ruth cried out as a series of multiple orgasms raced through her body. Ted fucked her with renewed lust wanting nothing more than to feel one final release inside her hot cunt. He fucked her long and hard, giving her three more orgasms before his balls were ready to empty once more. He groaned in satisfaction as he came inside her, fucking her until he was satisfied that his balls were thoroughly drained. Ruth passed out after that. When she awoke she found herself lying on sweat, cum and piss soaked bed. The ropes were gone and so was Ted. She found her camera on the bed, but the memory stick was missing. She got out of bed, walking on unsteady legs as she searched the house for Ted. She did not know how long he had been gone. But saw that it was almost time for her son's bus to come. She quickly grabbed her clothes and dressed. She wanted to go get her son and pretend that nothing ever happened. But she knew that there was no way that she would ever get over the satisfaction that her body felt from today. Time to Learn "Good night Mr Johnson." "Take care, Sarah." And with my shopping done, I went out into the night for my short walk home. I had no idea that fateful walk was going to end with my life changed forever. The night was cool, the city lights reflected off the clouds above, and evil eyes measured my every pace. I was so happy at that moment, I had my new apartment, a little small and not well furnished, except the king size bed, but most important, it was mine. Just that day I had met someone, and I felt a connection. I was fairly skipping as I entered my building. Just as the elevator door was about a close a voice called out, "Hold the door please." and I did. A nice looking young man slipped in, gave me a smile and a thanks, and up we went. He tried to talk to me, but, although he was on the cute side, I had been told time and again not to talk to strangers in the city, so I simply smiled and deflected his efforts at conversation. My floor came and with a smile and a soft "good night" I eased my way past him and out to the hallway and then to my door. I unlocked the door, pushed it open with my hip, when suddenly I was slammed from behind and driven inside, the breath almost knocked out of me when I hit the floor. I rolled over to see the man from the elevator standing over me, with a small black pistol in his hand. "Not a word, not a sound." He growled at me, and one glance into his eyes told me he would hurt me if I didn't obey. I slithered into the apartment on my backside as he advanced into my home, shut the door behind us and then came the most chilling smile I'd ever seen. I was in his power and we both knew it. He motioned to the couch and I pulled myself up to sit on the very edge. Inside I was trembling, my body screaming at me to "RUN!" to "HIDE!" anything, just "GET AWAY!" but my mind was icy calm. I knew I had to stay calm if I was going to survive this. "My name is Sarah. Please don't hurt me." I calmly told him. "Do what I say and I wont." He replied. "Can I get you something, a drink maybe, money? I don't have much, but what I have I'll give you. Just please..." "Quiet, he snarled, "Beer, get me a beer" Quickly I went to the kitchen, got a cold beer from the fridge, poured it into a glass and brought it back. I watched as he sipped it slowly, all the time devouring me with his deep brown eyes. Inside I shivered. I knew where this was going. I had seen that look of hunger in men's eyes for some time. I was 21, blonde, with a cheerleader body, oh yes, I had seen that look before. He wanted me, and there was nothing I could do to stop him. "Please." I whimpered. He waved his gun at the bedroom, "In there." I slowly backed in the room, feeling the bed hit behind my knees. He followed my every move with his eyes staying within arms distance now. He pushed me, making me fall on my back and I tried to crawl away from him. He dropped the gun and lunged onto the bed after me, catching my ankle in one hand. I can remember thinking how the contrast in our skin was so pronounced, his hand a deep rich black, and my skin a soft pale white. Looking up into his eyes I froze, gasping, the fear growing deeper and deeper. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. "Oh god oh god oh god" my mind was trapped, repeating my small prayer over and over. His large hands slid up my legs, under my skirt and grasped the top of my thong. With one quick jerk he ripped them from my body, the band burning my skin as it dragged across. His body fell on mine, pressing the air out me, his breath in my face as he fumbled at his jeans, then pushing my skirt up to my waist. I looked into his eyes, pleading with mine. And all to no avail. With a few quick jerks of his legs he pushed my legs open and settled into my hips, and suddenly I cried out, "Wait! Please wait!" I must have surprised him because he stopped. "Please, I...I'm not, please let me help so I wont hurt?" He chuckled and told me to try. I quickly wet the palm of my hand with my saliva and wiped it on my exposed, about to be ravaged, labia and vagina. "Put it in bitch" he whispered in my ear. Keeping my hand between my legs I felt for him and moaned as my hand grasped his penis. I moaned with fear as I felt the size of him. I knew what he meant now by I could "try". I placed the tip at my opening and quickly removed my hand, and then he pushed into me, just a touch. "Oh my god nnnoooo, please no, it's too big" I pleaded with him, staring into his eyes, begging him not to do this to me. Just the tip moving into me caused such pain as to be unbelievable. Stretching my labia, pressing open my pussy, and this was just the tip! With a grunt he pressed the head of his cock in me and I felt a tearing and burning between my legs. My back arched and I couldn't even breathe. "Oh my god, oh my god" I was thinking, no, screaming in my mind. Further and further he forced his way inside me, stretching my pussy, the burning spreading throughout my entire body. My skin, my nipples, my belly, everything was on fire in a way I'd never felt before. I heard a gasping, panting, rasping breathing and it took me minuets to realize it was me, trying to regain my breath. I felt his shaft deep inside me, pressed against my cervix. I could feel every vein, every beat of his heart as his blood rushed into his engorged member deep inside my body. "Pleeaasseeee,oh god please stop!" and he did. His plunge finally stopped, and he lay on me, in me, his eyes looking into mine. Then he moved, slowly so slowly he pulled back and again I felt that movement inside my body. I whimpered and moved my legs tilting my hips to try to ease the blinding pain that he was causing me. Long moments later, only the huge head of his cock was imbedded within my opening, but not for long. With a grunt he plunged into me again forcing his cock deep inside me. I could feel his balls under my ravaged pussy as he fully impaled me. Again and again and again he pulled his cock back and drove it into me, again and again and again impaling me driving the air out of my body. My mind was screaming, my body shivering and shuddering under the brutal pounding he was inflicting on my poor body. My legs were raised as high as I get make them, my knees pulled back to open myself to his ravishments, all to try to lessen the pain, and it worked. Slowly I felt the pain lessened, but not the feeling of fullness, or the burning sensations coursing through my body. My skin was still on fire, my nipples hard and being scratched on the material of my blouse. I kept hearing an explosion of breath in a hoarse grunt and it was us. He was grunting out his desires and forcing the air from my body each time he plunged into me, our breath mingling, our sweat blending as he continued to fuck me. Over and over into my trembling body his cock plunged. Suddenly his already impossible pace quickened and his breathing changed and I knew he was about to cum. "Oh god no not in me!" "Please, please, please not in me please nooooo I'm not on anything, please nnoooo!" I begged him. "Mouth or pussy bitch, you choose." He gasped. My eyes opened wide. "Mouth!", I whimpered, resigned now to endure his every depredation. With a grunt he heaved himself off my body and pressed his huge black cock to my lips. I looked up at him and opened my mouth just as he began to gush his semen. He plunged his cock into the cavern of my mouth and into my throat, his semen spewing the entire time. I could feel it in my teeth, on my tongue and going down my throat to my stomach. "Oh my god, how can he have so much?" I remember thinking as with every contraction of his hips he forced another load of hot sticky cum into my mouth. When he was finally done he slowly pulled his deflating cock out my mouth and stood by the bed looking down at me. I could picture what he was seeing. My legs were still splayed open, trickles of cum dripping off my cheeks, panting for air, looking back up at him. He pulled up his jeans and turned to walk away. "If you call the cops they're gona know you cummed when I was fuckin ya bitch. It's not rape if ya cum." And with that he was gone. "I didn't cum, did I?" I thought. I lay there in my bed and shivered and relived my attack over and over. When my tongue touched my lips I tasted him again. And I tasted...me. "Oh god, no, I didn't." My fingers slowly slide down between my legs and I felt...wet. Yes, I felt a dripping wet pussy that was puffy and still burning. A pussy that felt strangely empty. "Oh my god I did cum. I can taste it. I can feel it." After putting away my groceries I spent the rest of the night looking out the window, watching the city go by. I did not call the police. Time to Learn a Lesson Let me begin by saying that I am 32 years old, and in reasonable shape for being out of my prime. I work out on a daily basis, play softball, ride quads, and basically am always active. I am 6'2" tall and weigh around 220 lbs. I have dirt blonde hair green eyes, and a muscular build. My best friend on the other hand is small in comparison to me, and has been married to the biggest bitch I have ever known. Curtis got married several years ago to this girl he dated when we were in our early 20's. At the time they started seeing each other Erica was 17 and his sister's best friend. Imagine how that happens? Erica has been a bitch since the day I met here, and always felt threatened by my presence. She would not allow Curtis to go do anything with me alone, and always had to make her presence known to me. Erica may be a bitch, but she is hot. Erica stands about 5' tall if she is lucky and probably weighs 95 lbs. soaking wet, but her tits, and ass are very well proportioned compared to the rest of her body. Erica knows she is hot and flaunts it any time she is around men; rather her husband is there or not. I would say she is even a tease, and enjoys making her husband jealous. The day I am about to tell you about was the most spontaneous, spur of the moment thing that has ever happened in my life. I lost a life long friend over it, but created a better wife for him out of it. Erica will never treat Curtis the same again, and will probably be a great wife for him now. Curtis on the other hand will never talk to me again, even though he enjoyed this day as much as she did. The day began like any other and the plan was for Curtis and I to head to the lake alone for fishing, and beer drinking. I was to pick him up at 5 AM, and we were to have the boat in the water no later than 6 AM so we could get the morning bites. When I arrived at his house there was no lights on yet, and I assumed he was still in bed sleeping. I knocked lightly once, and got no answer. So, I knocked a little harder and this time I heard movement. It was Erica who answered the door, wearing a T shirt and for all I knew at that time nothing else. The T shirt was long enough to cover her treasure, but light enough to see her hard nipples protruding through the material. "Chris, what the fuck do you want this early in the morning?" Erica asked as her eyes began to adjust to me standing in her door way. "Do you always have to be a bitch?" I asked. "Only when it concerns you!" She spat back quickly. "Curtis and I are supposed to be going fishing this morning." I told her. "Well I do not know where you got that idea, but Curtis is helping me today. So why don't you just go the fuck home, and call later when he wakes up?" She stated matter of fact-ly. I was getting pissed now, and doing everything I could do to hold my tongue, as I did not want Curtis to get mad at me again for talking badly to his wife, like he had on so many other occasions. I kind of pushed my way passed her into the house, and told her to just calm the fuck down and go wake up Curtis so we could work this out. Erica did not even bother to shut the door; she just whipped around real quickly and pushed me down onto the couch with all of her might. I kind of sat down, as she had got me off guard and listened in for her sarcasm to start. "Listen you stupid FUCKER, I hate you and everything about you, do not come into my house and tell me what to do. I am not going to wake up Curtis, and you are not going fishing with him, so leave now or I will call the police." She said. Now I was really pissed, I stood up really quickly and grabbed her by the arms. I sat back down and pulled her over my knee. "What the fuck are you doing?" She yelled. "Something someone should have done 15 years ago. I am going to whip your ass, until you realize you do not treat people the way you do." I told her. I pulled up Erica's night shirt to discover my initial thought was correct she was not wearing any panties, and the sight of her tight firm little ass and her pussy lips peaking out from between her thighs got my cock stirring almost immediately. My agenda was not to admire her body, but to whip that ass. When the opportunity presented itself to me though, I could not help but to admire her nice petite little body. "CURTIS, HELP!" Erica yelled as the first slap landed square on her tight little ass. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK Erica's ass was turning a bright red now, and she was screaming loudly, but still no sign of Curtis. I was at the point now, and so full of rage that Curtis showing up would not have stopped me from doing what I was going to do to his beautiful little bitch of a wife. WHACK WHACK WHACK Erica had quit screaming now, and was just crying begging for me to stop. I stopped for a second and could not help but to rub her red little ass with my big hands. Erica was sobbing non stop, and slowly spread her legs as I continued to rub her ass. I noticed dew on her outer lips of her shaven pussy, and realized she was turned on. I did not know if it was from the spanking which she was crying profusely over or the feel of my raging hard cock below her hips as she lay across my lap. My eight inch cock had reached its full hardness when I had delivered the first smack to her naked ass, and had only swelled, and grown since that initial whack. I continued to rub Erica's ass and watched as her legs continued to spread a little more. Her pussy was now beginning to swell and open up a little, and I could see that she was definitely very wet. I rubbed down into the inside of her thighs and slowly raised my hand until my fingers were in contact with her wetness. "What the FUCK, you perverted bastard!" She yelled. "Shut the fuck up, are you ever gonna learn?" I asked WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK Crying again, and now opening her legs even further I swiftly sank a finger knuckle deep into her tight little pussy. I could not believe how wet and tight she was. I had sex with one virgin in my life, but Erica was by far tighter than her. Erica moaned and then struggled to get away from me. I threw her over onto the couch and then straddled her waist so she could not get away. This is when Erica made the worse mistake of the morning. She punched me square in the jaw, and then tried to get away again. I grabbed her very roughly this time and threw her back onto the couch on her stomach. "Listen you stupid little bitch, I am not playing anymore. You are in this situation because you refuse to be nice. You are wetter than hell right now, so I am beginning to think you are enjoying your spanking. Is that true Erica? Do you enjoy being spanked? Or was it the feel of my big hard cock against you that got you so wet?" No answer just laying there crying into the couch with her cute little ass pointed straight up into the air. At this point I heard something behind me, and turned around to see Curtis staring at us. His wife was lying on her stomach across the couch with her cute little ass in the air. I looked at him for some kind of response and got nothing except a blank stare. This is when I began the administration of her punishment again. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK "You like that you little snot?" "No you fucker, I like the fact that I have gotten you so hard, and you can do nothing about it." And she began to laugh. I looked back at Curtis again, and he only nodded his head at me. He had heard her say it with his own ears, and I think it was that statement right there that made him realize how bad his wife deserved what she was getting. WHACK WHACK WHACK "How is that big hard cock doing now you stupid fucker?" She cried out over her shoulder. "You want to find out? I will show you if you say one more thing." "FUCK YOU COCK SUCKER!" she yelled. Erica was in complete shock when I threw my shorts off right by her head and then swung my legs back around her upper legs. I was now resting my hard 8" cock right in the cleft of her ass cheeks. "What the fuck are you doing? Now you are going to rape me? Not only have you physically assaulted me, but now you are going to rape me?" She asked kind of with a since of terror in her voice. I slid a finger into her tightness again from behind and said, "You can't rape the willing, you are so hot for my cock right now that your juices are running down you legs. I am going to fuck you like you want to be fucked, and then I am going to spank your ass again until you want to be fucked again. Then I am going to tell Curtis what a cock hungry bitch you are, and how he should spank your ass." I stated to her in her ear. "MMMMM!", is all she said as I continued to slide my finger in and out of tight little pussy. I looked at Curtis again, and noticed he had tears running down his cheeks, but once again he just nodded his head at me. I slid my cock into her from behind, and only got the head in, because she was so fucking tight. "OH FUCK, IT IS TOO BIG" She said as I stopped and waited for her to adjust to my girth. "Shut the fuck up and take it all you stupid little cock tease." "Get the FUCK... UHHHHMMMMFFFF" she said as I slammed all eight inches into her in one strong deep thrust. "OH MY FUCKING GOD, it is so FUCKING BIG!" She yelled. "OUCH, OUCH, Take it out, I promise to be nice." "To fucking late for that, now enjoy it because I am going to fuck you rather you like it or not." I pulled my cock almost all the way back out before slamming it all the way back in again. I could feel Erica's juices sloshing around the base of my cock, and soon found her to be loosening up and allowing me easier access. She soon began to moan in pleasure instead of pain, and soon I was sliding in and out of her needy cunt in long, slow, deep thrusts. "OH GOD, YES, That's it .. IT FEELS SO GOOD NOW. I never knew.. UMMMFHH!" "Yeah, you like that don't you? Are you a cock hungry little slut?" I asked "Yes, I am whatever you want, just don't stop. OH FUCK Chris, it feels so good. I never knew it could feel like this. OH FUCK, I AM GOING TO CUM!..." "YES, OH YES, Please don't stop fuck me faster. OH FUCK I AM CUMMING!" "AHHHHH, YES.. THAT"S IT FUUUUUCCCCKKKK ME!" As Erica came all over my cock I looked over at Curtis and he had tears just streaming down his face now. I stopped pumping with the look in his eye, but he just stared at my cock sitting between his wife's spread pussy lips. "Don't' stop, Keep fucking me with that big cock. I will do whatever you want just keep fucking me please." And I did, I fucked Erica with long, deep thrusts until she came all over my cock a second time, and then I pulled her up, and turned her around. She was now standing face to face with her husband, and all noise in the house besides her heavy breathing was gone. The whole house was silent except for Erica's rasping breath. "I am sorry baby. Can you forgive me? It feels so good though, I have never had a cock this big, and once it was in me I couldn't stop myself." Curtis just stared at her. He looked over at me and nodded his head again. I then sat down and pulled Erica onto my cock in the sitting position. "AHHHHH, FUCK." She moaned as she sank down onto my hard cock. "Stop, Chris we can't do thi.... UMFFFH..s anymore." She moaned as I pulled her up and then let her fall back down onto my hard cock again. "I am not stopping, if you want to get off then do so, but you are the one on top." And she didn't move. She slowly slid herself all the way up to the tip of my cock, looked Curtis in the eyes, and then slid back down my length. Erica began a slow deep motion, fucking herself with my cock as she continued to stare into Curtis's eyes. "OH FUCK, IT IS SOOOO BIIIG!" She moaned out loud. Curtis watched as his wife continued to fuck herself faster and faster on my cock until she came all over my cock for a third time. "OH FUCK.. I'M CUMMING AGAIN.. CUM WITH ME YOU BIG COCKED BASTARD!" With the convulsions her body sprang into this time I knew I would not be able to contain myself. "OH FUCK, Get OFF.. GET OFF I AM GOING TO CUM." I yelled. But this did not happen. Erica slammed herself down onto my cock as hard and deep as she could and then began to rotate her hips. I shot off one of the biggest, thickest, hottest loads of cum I had ever shot deep into her tight little pussy. "OH MY GOD! I CAN FEEL IT! I CAN FEEL YOU SHOOTING YOUR HOT CUM INSIDE OF MY PUSSY!" "YES, shoot that hot cum into me." "AHHHHH", and she came again as I unloaded about 8-9 strong blasts into her womb. Not much was said between any of us, as I put my shorts back on and started walking towards the open door. Curtis just stared, and finally talked to Erica. "Sit your fucking ass down on that couch and stay there, if you move I will divorce you today." He said as he followed me outside. Curtis slammed the front door, and then explained to me what he was feeling. Curtis told me, best friend to best friend, that he had enjoyed watching me spank his brat wife. He also said that he thought I crossed a pretty sacred line when I got undressed, and began to fuck his wife. He was very upset, but could not find it in him-self to stop me when he knew she had asked for it, for years now. Curtis told me we would never have the same relationship again, and would appreciate it if I did not come over again until HE called and invited me. I left that day, feeling terribly guilty, knowing I had taught his wife a lesson she would not soon forget. I also had a feeling she would be better to her husband and his friends in the future. Erica and Curtis are still married, and Curtis is talking to me again. He has even gotten as far as to tell me that he was extremely turned on that morning watching his wife fuck my big cock. I have told Curtis that if he ever wants to see it again, he knows where I can be reached. I now wait patiently for another crack at that tight little bitch. Time to Make the Donuts Derek truly enjoyed his work. For ten hours a day, six days a week, he baked donuts for a local bakery, and his enthusiasm for his work was unparalleled. Each morning, he strolled into his place of business at 5am with a spring in his step and a smile on his face. None of the other bakers could understand the level of satisfaction he garnered from his job, particularly one as menial as this. But what none of them knew that Derek had a little secret—one that each would have killed to hold as his own. He was a pretty creative guy. Although his work was repetitive, the wheels in his head were always spinning. He kneaded, rolled, powdered, sprinkled, basted, and baked his entire working life. So after twenty-plus years on the job, he needed something to divert his attention. Lucky for him he had both an active imagination and a super-hot wife at home, eagerly awaiting his afternoon arrival. Derek pulled his van into the driveway and clicked on the parking brake. After stepping out of the cabin and pushing the door shut, he adjusted his chef's hat on his head and patted at his bakers smock to free some of the loose powder and dough from it before entering his home. He leisurely navigated his walkway while shamelessly grabbing at his semi-erect cock through his loosely fitting scrubs. He pressed at the base of his pelvis and made an adjustment right above his balls before walking through his front door. Upon entering, he found his wife Jackie in the kitchen standing over the sink in her bathrobe, wearing a pair of rubber gloves, steadily soaping the last of a full rack of dishes. Immediately, he went to work. Derek came up behind her and pressed his lips on the side of her neck, right below her ear while laying two meaty paws on her large, but firm and perky, breasts, and whispered, "Time to make the donuts," lightly in her ear. Jackie abruptly stopped what she was doing, and pulled each glove off as Derek grabbed her waist and flipped her around to face him. His cock was now fully erect underneath his scrubs and was pressing into Jackie's exposed navel. Playtime had just begun. He wasted no time running his tongue from her lips, down her chin and throat, towards her cleavage as he began fingering her clit. Jackie moaned at the sensation of his tongue on her breasts and his fingers all over her box. As he worked his tongue down her navel and torso towards her eager pussy, she grabbed at the back of his balding head and knocked his euro style chef hat to the floor as a puff of flower diffused into the air when it landed on the hard tiles below. "That's it, you fat doughboy!" she said as Derek began tonging her clit. "Taste my sweet nectar!" As she grabbed at the back of his head and forced his face into her twat, he grunted in satisfaction while continuing his work, and squeezed her breasts with his hands. That just got her hornier and further stiffened his erection under his scrubs. He worked his tongue into her twat as far as it would go and squeezed her breasts hard, as Jackie continued to moan in ecstasy. It didn't take long for her to begin to tremble and thrash about, and as she came, she expelled some of her juices onto Derek's chin. "Mmmm," he sighed as he lapped at her glistening slit while savoring every last drop. He then got back to his feet and announced, "Sweeter than honey, bunny." Jackie grabbed at his waistband in an attempt to pull his scrubs to the floor but Derek grabbed her hands with his and said, "I'm not ready to put you in the oven yet." Again he flipped her around and bent her forward over the sink. "We need to prep you first." With one hand, Derek slid two fingers into her pussy while reaching for a shaker on the countertop. He pulled his fingers out and pressed his hand on her back to drop her further forward, and lift her ass higher in the air. Then he turned the shaker over and began sprinkling powdered sugar on her butt until both of her ass cheeks were heavily coated. He spread her cheeks wide then shook more powder into her ass crack and onto her asshole. "Ahhh," he said as he threw the shaker to the floor. "That looks lovely!" He worked his fingers back into her pussy and began licking some of the sugar off her ass cheeks as Jackie started feeling flushed. Derek removed his fingers from her pussy once more and began playing with her asshole. As he rimmed it with a moist finger, Jackie pressed her ass towards him and said, "That's it! Stick your tongue in it you horny bastard!" Derek used his fingers on her hole for another minute before rimming her with his powdered tongue. Jackie's moaning increased with each firm tongue-thrust into her tight, sugar-laden sphincter. Both were now sweating. Sugar had caked onto Jackie's ass and onto Derek's nose, cheeks, and forehead, and a cloud of thinly veiled baking powder mist hovered in the stagnant kitchen air. Now, it was starting to look like a bakery. Derek then grabbed her around her waist and pulled her over to the island in the middle of the kitchen. She rested her back against it then pulled and tugged at his scrubs. "Daddy's got a little treat for you," he said as she pulled them down to his ankles, revealing his massive meat stick, garnished with a glazed donut that was firmly attached to its base. Jackie giggled a little when she saw that Derek was using the donut as a cock ring. How she loved his ingenuity and sense of humor. "You want some of this, don'tcha!" he said as Jackie dropped to her knees and began sucking on his thick, throbbing cock. "You want the sugar at the end of the meat!" She quickly lubed his shaft with her saliva and started deep throating him, all the while getting closer and closer to the donut pressed against his pelvis. With a few more strokes, she was able to touch the malleable dough with her lips and nose, and with subsequent thrusts forward, she peeled more and more of the sugar coating off it and onto her face. "Ahh!" yelled Derek. "That's it! Work that fuckin' cream filled long-john!" Jackie pulled off of his cock and returned, "It's so tasty and sweet!" before diving back in and further compressing the pastry against his public bone. Before long, it had lost all shape and form and now looked like a mangled, sopping wet pastry defect. Derek then stepped back and peeled what remained of the donut off his dick and hand fed it to his wife. "Good?" he asked as she nodded in approval while smearing it all over her face. While she chewed, he went back over towards the kitchen sink and rooted through a drawer before pulling out a basting brush. "You're almost ready. But I need to baste you before you go in the oven." He picked her up and laid her down on the table before diving back into her twat to get her juices flowing once more. Jackie came again and after she had done so, Derek inserted the brush in her pussy. He rolled it around insider her for a few seconds to get it nice and wet, then pulled it out and ran the brush across her tits. After doing this a few more times, he threw the brush to the floor with authority and shouted, "All butter all the time! Now you're ready for the heat!" Derek then grabbed his cock and shoved it into her wet, but sticky, pussy. With each thrust inside he transferred more and more of the sugary glaze from his cock inside her, making her feel more and more goopy. But Jackie didn't care one bit. She was enjoying every minute of his antics. He pounded her relentlessly, all the while making goofy faces at her and screaming out baking jargon, as she giggled repeatedly. Derek was one crazy fucker. "I'm bakin' up some love, baby! And creating delicious memories!" he exclaimed as he furiously plowed the shit out of her. "Here's some lovin' from the oven!" he said as he felt his cock start to pulsate. "You ready for the icing?" he shouted as he pulled out of her and nudged his cock up to her face. In rapid-fire succession, Derek pumped his load out of his thick pastry tube and garnished Jackie's sugar-glazed lips and nose, then rested his cock in her cleavage as she used her fingers to draw his load towards her lips. "Mmm," she sighed in contentment. "I love it when you bring your work home with you." Time to Move On Divorced with grown up kids, Lorraine was fed up with having to wait for a guy she met online to return from Australia. After several years texting and phoning, and with Mike coming up with what seemed to be excuse after excuse that he could not get back to England because of work commitments, and nursing his sick sister -she suggested they gave themselves a break and not contact each other until he was ready to return to England, when hopefully they would finally meet each other... Consequently, and not hearing from Mike for nearly a year, she was urged by her friends to give Mike up as a bad job, that did she really love him, and was that possible without having met him? She decided to try a dating site to find the guy of her dreams. She'd had enough heartbreak and became so depressed, having so looked forward to meeting Mike with whom she had shared the most intimate things. For Lorraine, Mike was her world and he said he felt the same way. Her friends urged her to forget and move on. There were plenty more guys out there who would tick the right box. So she took their advice, put Mike behind her and went for it. She wanted to move on, but Mike, who felt responsible for being with his dying sister, was compelled to hold back. Lorraine's a very attractive woman with a very sexy figure and the looks of Audrey Hepburn. Posting her picture on the dating site she soon got plenty of interest. Sometimes up to forty guys a day wanted to talk to her. Up to that time and although she had been married to John for thirteen years, she was comparatively innocent of the ways and wherefores of online dating. She had weird and wonderful guys of all ages wanting to date her; but with a little help from her best pal Steph, she was able to finally sift out a guy she liked, and someone who seemed to have much in common with her. She dated Danny, aged 50, from Manchester, a tall handsome guy she liked very much and, in consequence, she joined him for a drink and, after long exchanges, invited him to her place on the strength of his personality and sense of humour. They seemed immediately chemically drawn to each other and Lorraine felt it was so perfect that she'd met a guy who seemed so very sincere and honest. He looked very distinguished with his slight greying hair For her, having been so long without a real guy to love, she felt she wanted to be adventurous and certainly Danny's charm made her feel comfortable with him She immediately felt a chemical attraction which was mutual. He was a real gentleman... They got talking over a glass of wine and it wasn't long before he joined her on the settee, saying how much he liked her and how he would love to see more of her and maybe commit with her. "That is what I am looking for," she said earnestly. She told him she had been without a guy since she divorced John thirteen years before. She was a passionate woman and still in the prime of her life, she decided to start a new life and enjoy herself into the bargain. She felt utterly devastated that Mike could not fulfil his promise to meet her. She cried a lot, too much. Now it was time to sink or swim, she chose the latter. She felt determined to chill with Danny. She would take the bull by the horns if necessary. For too long she had been sexually frustrated just pretending over the telephone and sexting. Now she wanted the real thing, and in her present mode she was very gullible. There she was sat beside a lovely guy who looked much younger than his fifty years and, after talking about their lives she felt warmed when he placed his arm around her shoulders and kissed her so sensually. It was a dream; a veritable burst of passion seemed to come out of hiding. Yes, this really was for real, how she wanted that to be special with Danny. She felt he was sincere and she learned they had a lot in common regarding lack of confidence. She easily responded, enjoying the smell of his aftershave and his gentle manner. Gentle but firm as the kiss grew and for the first time for so long, she was enjoying the sensation of his exploring kiss; aroused by his touch upon her breast. It followed that when he undid her blouse and bra a shiver shot up her spine. Then without hesitation he was readily orally enjoying her breasts. "Shouldn't we wait to get to know each other a bit more Danny?" she asked unconvincingly. "But why Lorraine, you like me don't you?" For a little while at first Danny seemed apprehensive about being close to Lorraine. But she had this unique way of guiding him in the right direction which gave him the incentive to be bolder. She placed her hand over his, which now was embracing her around her waist and nodded to the affirmative. She was determined to enjoy this brand new experience with someone she hardly knew, and yet she felt she did. His kiss was warm and soothing and it seemed natural to tease his tongue with hers. From that point is seemed they were lovers. He guided her hand down to his rising swelling and she felt quite at ease with that. He was lovely to touch and squeeze, so lovely. It felt so good and pliable and his vocal responses aroused the woman in her. The woman that had been trapped in her own skin for so long, the woman who was just about to share the passion of a guy who said he had not been with a woman for a long time. Pausing the kiss he looked her straight into the eyes, telling her she was really amazing and so young looking for her age. She was flattered by his compliments saying that flattery would get him everywhere, to which he replied; "I hope so" and then instinctively feeling his swell rise, she stroked him there and he prompted her to release his belt, and without further ado, he slipped down his trousers and his boxer shorts. She shivered when she saw that he was well endowed and ready for her blessing. "You don't waste anytime do you Danny?" she chuckled, enjoying the scene before her, tempted by his wonderfully fit lean body and his masculine stance. "Why waste time? I could tell by your kiss you wanted to go further. " Lorraine blushed. Thinking why shouldn't' she go for it. The vibrator she'd bought some time ago from Ann Summers had done its job in gratifying a need but it could never surpass flesh and blood, Time for her to move onwards. And enjoy her life. It was also time for her just to let go and enjoy this hunk of masculinity now standing there before her, his prominence standing upright like a guard on sentry duty as if awaiting her touch. She wanted to put that to rights. She closed her eyes. No more the imagining with Mike on the phone. No more listening to each other reach an orgasm. This was for real. She remembered the smell of sex and there it was, ready to pleasure and enjoy. She felt Danny cradle the back of her head as she crouched down to him, gently guiding her to his prominence. Closer, she felt his warmth and loved the touch of masculinity again as her hand found his length and toyed with it. But most of all she savored the touch and taste of real cock as, with thumb and forefinger, she stretched him tight back very slowly and sensually to give head, enjoying and teasing his p-hole with her tongue. Danny enjoyed her spoiling, grunted she was a real natural... And that she was awesome. This was his lucky day and they were both besotted by each other's charms. As Lorraine passionately sucked he felt the need for more, managing to release his cock away from her tight hold and, whispering that he'd like some of the same with her... He moved his head down to her and relished her pussy through her black and red thong... She went along with that. She'd made up her mind she wanted to move on and nothing would stop her. She vowed that if she found the right guy she would let her hair down big time and release all those pent up feelings she had spent only superficially with Mike. It seemed nice at the time but only with harboring the thought of things to come, that he would meet her soon. But that never happened. Her aim was primarily just to meet friends on the dating site. She was somewhat naive about the set up and when she posted her pictures on site she immediately had lots of contacts wanting to meet her. Her pictures did her justice and she looked very sexy and gorgeous. Given the advice of local friends and, as said, she spent time sorting out the weirdo's from those whom she surmised were the genuine guys. It didn't take long to realize when meeting a guy she thought she would like to see, chatted about his interests and so forth, and would they be looking for a committed relationship? That was after her first encounter with an Italian guy who, over coffee in a local café, kept talking about how nice she would be in a shower, and how he could give her a body massage. He did not seem to have a clue how to treat a woman. Not a woman like her, she didn't want casual sex or a quickie in the back of his car. She soon put him off. But now she had met gorgeous Danny; She told him how most guys who approached her, their minds were in their trousers and she couldn't go for that, She did not want to appear cheap But she did fall for the charms of the very tall and handsome and very appealing guy now sat beside her. He seemed to fulfill all her emotional needs as well as her passion to feel wanted again no matter what. She decided to let all those stupid inhibitions go once and for all - and the very gentle and considerate lover who was Danny seemed perfectly to fit the bill. Just to feel the thrill of his hands discovering her everywhere was beautiful and she knew then she would be anything he wanted. When he asked if she did anal she said it would be nice, because that is what her ex liked to do, so he was absolutely delighted when she performed for him, like she must have done for her ex. Propping her hind up for him after he asked her if she would like to lean over the arm of the settee, it made for a gorgeous deep thrusting anal fuck for Danny who was in his element. She took it deep and prompted him to fuck her harder, each time he slapped her cheeks between each thrust. Simply the feeling of a real guy inside aroused her passion and she performed like an animal with him. And, spurred by the sensations of his touching and sucking afterwards, she was soon on top of him, urging his strong cock inside her wet pussy, her generous boobs bouncing up and down as she thoroughly enjoyed the wonderful experience she had missed for so very long. Danny rolled her over, pushed his cock into her from behind, and then straggled her to let her have him all over again. She'd never been fucked like this, not even by her ex who liked to indulge most things. When she could reach his mouth she made sure her deep French kisses lasted as he enjoyed her with his fingers, teasing and stretching her there until she spurted and it felt so wonderful. Then she took hold of his cock again, which had just cum, his cream running down the length. She wanted to suck it more, to taste the cream that she had spurned with the relentless sucking and wanking, she just adored cock to the foremost. She was happy and in her element again after so long, and Danny was so very responsive and seemed to understand her needs. He told her he loved her ass. That he felt he loved her as soon as he saw her and, seeing the picture of her on the dating site, he wanted her and her lovely sexy ass; looking so tight and neat in those very sexy blue brush tight jeans. "You are some woman" Danny said taking a breather after she had fucked him once again, drawing every inch of him into her mouth and throat for a real deep oral sensation. She came away for him, licking her lips and beaming up to him, looking very happy and satisfied. "You are not so bad yourself Danny" she responded giving his cock another squeeze and his balls too. He was by now half-mast looking very gratified. She told him that he needed sorting and with a little more teasing, licking and sucking, running her busy tongue up from his anus and beneath his balls he was stiff again. He moved and stretched his legs so she could get more access. This woman was hungry and he was game for anything. He'd teased her nipples and touched her up, stretched her, fucked her three ways, and still she wanted more cock. Given a little encouragement he surprised himself when, again he reached a new and full erection in her hands, bunched around him, her thumbs teasing his p-hole delightfully. And this was just their first date! When he asked her for a second helping by way of dating her again, she felt right with that. She felt that this may just go somewhere. She arranged for him to come to her place when her kids were away. It would be so nice if Danny made a commitment and in this cause she aimed to share her passion with him completely. His Spanish looks aroused her- and his manner, the way he talked and his sense of humour. After a wine he asked if he could take her to the bedroom. She had dreamt so long about being with Mike when he came back from Australia and how it would be. They had talked hours about how wonderful it would be and she urged him to tell her what he would like to do with her. He had given her his "Freddy Song" often over the phone when, creaming his cock, he would wank for her pleasure, and she adored the sounds of that. And she would do likewise, massaging her wet pussy they called 'Cherry' for him to hear, when soon they would simultaneously reach a climax and share the sounds of sex. They would speak dirty and constantly she asked for him to squeeze for her and make it spurt for her, so she could hear it. She would cry; "more - more!" and it seemed she could never get enough of that. Mike often wanked himself sore but it was worth it. But now being with Danny, the things they did on their second date was truly awesome, it was a repeat of the first time but still as adventurous and thrilling. All the time they were learning about each other's wants. He'd fuck her ass first, Lorraine wanted that on all fours on the carpet, but with a couple of firm cushions beneath her knees so she could present herself for Danny the way he loved it, propped up high, her ass looking really sexy as he stretched her ass cheeks open and plunged his mouth between her gorgeous buttocks, savoring the taste of well primed pussy. Then teasing his fingers around and around her anus and pussy to really arouse her, she'd cry out for his fuck, moving and swaying her ass to his deep throbbing thrusts... He would serve her well that was for certain. To feel his cock throbbing inside her ass and then her pussy - was heaven on earth. And she suckered to it. Moving to his thrusts and crying out as he spanked her firmly between each deep thrust... The climax was awesome and this time he wanted to show her how he firmly wanked his cock over her face as she teased his balls. Instinctively she opened her mouth in anticipation he soon squirted and she received the gush of his hot cream over her face and into her mouth. She sucked it up. Licking the excess from her face, then taking his cock into her mouth again, to lick and suck it dry. He'd cum again inside her mouth. She loved that, she loved to feel the surge of cum drench her tongue and trickle down her throat. She felt perfectly at ease with this lovely beautiful guy with such a gorgeous body, laying there completely naked beside her. The smell of sex allured her to simply touch his chest as he lay there looking very satisfied. Turning and smiling happily at her and telling her just how amazing she was... As well as pleasing her new guy, she felt wonderfully warm inside and felt a feeling of utter contentment that she had pleased this hulk of a guy who was well over a foot taller than she... And he had a glorious tackle. She liked big and was not afraid to say when first she saw Danny in his nakedness, when he proudly displayed his maleness for her to examine and approve... The smell of cock enticed her too. She had forgotten what it was like but then it all came back; the sweet scent of sex. When she slowly put it into her mouth and sucked it slowly and intently... She was wondering just how she put up with all the waiting with Mike when she could have gratified her high sex drive much earlier. She began to stroke his chest once more as he placed his hand over hers, asking if she would like to do a sixty nine. Sixty nines were especially lovely for Lorraine, having a guy pressing between her thighs as she sucked, licked and massaged his cock and balls and sometimes more. It was so good too to stop the massage and simply hold his cock tightly in her mouth as he did the business below. She was able to fully concentrate on the sensation for a few moments as did he, then she tightly wanked him off into her mouth and once more enjoyed the surge arise from his balls, up his stem - spurting like a volcano over her tits. It was heaven as far as she was concerned and she knew she had done well for Danny when he left for home. There would be a third date of course. All was going so well. He could only come once a month whatever the reason for that was, she did not pry just in case it hindered something she was enjoying so much, but that would come in time, if her knew romance would develop into a committed relationship, which was the main reason she went onto the dating site, to meet friends and maybe more if a new admirer seemed compatible to her. With Danny being so busy though, and being unable to see her for weeks she began to have her doubts if he was genuinely interested in her as a person. She had given her all and keep up with the modern trend, or at least what guys said on the dating site was the modern trend, like to go for it at the earliest possible moment, because how else would you know if you were really compatible with each other? - that an old saying that 'you don't know anyone until you have slept with them' is very much the in thing and, provided you fancied someone on those terms , then let your feelings go free. Occasionally, especially when not seeing Danny, Lorrain's thoughts would flash back to how it was with Mike. But he still hadn't contacted her for some weeks, but they agreed to keep silent until he was ready to come back to the England when they could meet. But she'd had enough; she just had to move on and that was that. She'd been hurt enough. Now she had made up her mind to forget him and live her life. But she did need to be loved, really loved and still hoped that by becoming intimate with a guy would lead to a loving relationship, even though she was warned by her friends, not to be lured by the charm of some guys, who would do anything to get their leg over with a woman like her, who had the figure, the sex appeal and the 'come to bed' eyes.. Certainly Danny was charming. What they did was mutually consented and, in fact more times than one, prompted by Loraine. She had a natural urge and a passion to excel, and she thought enough about Danny to do that. He had a wonderful manly torso that drove her nuts in the sexual department, and when they kissed for that very first time, it was she who put her tongue into his mouth, the signal that she wanted sex. It was also she who, when they were indulging in heavy petting, was first to touch him - which prompted him to do the same to her. Now, with the urge getting to desperation, for that is how it seemed, now her passion had been served after so long, and served so beautifully with the very ardent Danny, she craved for his return, parking his posh car outside her house and walking to her door with a very posh suit. Well he was a Company Manager, and a very busy one, his excuse for keeping her waiting. As far as the neighbours were concerned he was an insurance man. She wanted to keep away from scandal, and there was plenty of that with her neighbor doing favors for any old Tom, Dick and Harry. Time to Move On But at last Danny said he could come and see her again and she was happy with that, very happy. She made sure she was garbed in the underwear he adored, her black scanty undies in which he said she looked so sexy. The bed was ready and the air was scented. Danny was very clean and she liked that. They talked some, they joked some. Danny said he adored her sense of humor and when she asked if he'd like coffee he replied that he would rather have something else. "Like what?" She teased. "You know very well" he replied touching himself there and of course she knew. But she still had a thing about hearing it from his lips. It had become to be the start of what was to come, that very deep French kiss followed by an equally French style sucking She was good at that and she knew it. Danny whispered she was phenomenal and knew perfectly how he wanted that. True she adored to suck cock. She had told Mike many times during their cybersex sessions, now it was for real. She could actually smell the scent of Danny, especially when she stretched him back there and teased his p-hole with the tip of her tongue, another indication of what was to come and he loved it. He called her a slut and a whore but of course that was all part of their sex play. He knew that when she sucked cock she did it to her very best way, drawing it all the way into her throat , hearing her gurgle and hold it there for a minute, was sheer ecstasy. Soon he would be luring her away from his cock, she being like a hungry animal - and stripping her down to her undies when he fervently bent her over the arm of the settee and had her ass rough, making her scream as he fucked her there, then down to her pussy for another fucking until they both cum with a resounding scream and grunt and they were lovers again... Lorraine was falling for Danny. She felt he was right for her. He treated her like she felt a woman should be treated; with respect and dignity during their rich times of uninhibited passion. The third date was the best so far, because they had discovered already so much about each other. She knew by his stance and his touch how he would like her at a given moment. But he was always unpredictable and that is what made it all more exciting. Whether he would want her over his knee, over the arm of the settee, or simply in bed given the variety of positions and movements they could achieve at will. But one particular surprise was when Danny had her on the stairs, coming up behind her and sniffing her hind, unhitching her jeans and downing them to reveal her black and pink thong looking so wonderful and vibrant. He took time to enjoy her like that. On the stairs she could easily alter her position for him to enjoy her in various ways, and he certainly made a meal of her pussy. It was so good to feel him having her on the stairs, she holding lightly onto the banister rail as he fucked her deep. By the time they got to the bedroom she was well fucked. But they soon found more passion after a rest on the bed and it wasn't long before she ventured to suck cock again and there he was, primed and ready for his regular ass fuck, deep and pounding. Then on top, she'd take him with equal zest... It was all going fine. She thought he loved her. He seemed too and not mistake. She really had feelings for him. But when the fourth date was arranged he did not turn up. A lesson to be learned; she discovered he was married and felt awful - especially after asking him if he was single and free and he told her he was. Although he was a family man she assumed, like herself, he was divorced. He had suggested that maybe she would like to go to a swingers club with him. But she firmly told him she would not, that she was a one- to- one woman and would not share herself with anyone else other than the guy she wanted. End of story as far as Danny was concerned. So it was back to the dating site again ... Billy the fireman said he would love to date her and she'd give it a try. What do they say about fireman? Time to Pay She was so wrapped up with work she almost didn't hear the office door open. When she looked up from her desk she saw Jimmy walking toward her. "Oh crap," she whispered. "Just what I don't need right now." "What do you want Jimmy?" she said with disgust in her voice. "Well Lynn, my little money owing whore, how you doing?" he asked. "Jimmy, I uh, I'll get you the money when I get paid," she stammered. "That's not what you told me when I loaned you the money. You said you'd have it two days ago. So you know that's not the answer I wanted to hear," he said shaking his head back and forth. Jimmy walked back to the door, turned the "Open" sign around to "Closed", and then locked the door. He moved back to where Lynn was sitting. She looked around and realized there was no place for her to escape. "Jimmy, wait. I promise you'll get your money!" she pleaded. "Nothing to worry about baby, I'm just here to collect on the interest." he smiled as he moved to the side of her desk. "Stand up baby," he said as he smiled an evil grin. "Turn around and hop up in that chair doggy style." "Why," she whimpered. "'Cause if you don't I'm going to have to collect the entire amount due, and you won't like that one bit sweetheart." She didn't want to piss Jimmy off anymore than he already was, so she got up in the chair. There she knelt, her head over the top of the chair and her butt stuck up in the air. She felt her dress being pushed up over her butt and onto her back. "You seem to be over dressed this afternoon baby." He reached over and grabbed the top of her lace blue panties. He jerked them down to her knees. "Jimmy, no, please," she begged. "Quiet bitch! We do things my way or you'll be paying up in full before I leave. Understand?" She took in a deep breath, nodded she understood, and awaited her fate. He slipped his hand between her legs and moved it up her slit. She jumped as she wasn't expecting his cold hand on her pussy. "Nice ass baby," he said as he slapped her butt cheek. "What should we do with such a fine ass?" She was afraid to turn around and look at him but could hear his pants hit the floor. She knew that Jimmy was definitely planning on fucking her. "Bring your ass over here baby," he barked. She climbed down from the chair and moved toward him. He was standing in his boxers with his pants on the floor. She stood in front of him, her face looking down at the bulge in his underwear. "We ain't got all day baby. Kick off those panties and start sucking my dick." She let her panties slid to her ankles and kicked them off. She dropped down on her knees and pulled down his underwear. She never cared much for giving blowjobs, but didn't see any way to avoid it this time. His dick was not the biggest she had ever seen, but it still looked like she might have some trouble getting it all in her mouth. She leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock. She tried not to laugh as his dick jumped at her touch. She reached up and grabbed the base of his prick and took it into her mouth. His dick had a musky smell to it and tasted salty. She moved her head back and forth taking only the tip of his cock. "Yeah baby, suck that dick!" he said excitedly. "Deep throat that big cock!" As she sucked on his dick she felt his hand on the back of her head. He held her firmly as he increased ramming his cock in and out of her mouth. She was making gagging noises as his dick hit the back of her throat. He seemed to be enjoying face fucking her. He continued fucking her mouth as he grabbed her hair. "That's it baby, suck that cock!" he yelled. She was gasping for breath as he finally released her head and slowed the rhythm of his cock. He bent over keeping his prick in her mouth and pulled her dress up. She let his dick fall from her mouth as she leaned back allowing him to remove the dress. "Get that dick back in your mouth baby, I ain't done yet," he shouted. "But Jimmy, isn't that enough for now?" she asked as she peered up at him towering above her. "Bitch, don't make me have to hurt you! Get that cock back in your mouth!" She eased back toward him and took his wet dick back into her mouth. She wondered how long he could keep from cumming. He bent down and unsnapped her bra letting it hang from her shoulders. She always considered her breast to be adequate for her size and built. None of the guys she had dated complained about their size. In fact, several thought she had, "a great pair of tits." After several minutes she felt his dick starting to throb inside her mouth. She was glad he was close to climaxing, although she didn't like the idea of his cum in her mouth. Jimmy suddenly pulled his dick from her mouth and said, "Get up." She managed to pull herself up from the floor. She tossed her bra toward her other clothes. He stared at her tits as she tried to cover them up with her hands. He slapped her hands away from them and barked at her, "Let me see those hooters!" She stood as still as possible as he leered at her. He reached out and placed his two fingers near the nipple of her tit. "How 'bout a pinch hooter girl?" he said with a big grin on his face. With that he pinched her erect nipple until her knees started to buckle. "Ahhh shit, don't Jimmy," she cried as tears appeared in her eyes. "Back in the chair bitch," he laughed. She knelt back in the chair doggy style and wondered what else he had in store for her. It didn't take long for her to feel his hands on her sides. She could tell he was getting in position to fuck her. "Here's your first installment baby!" he said as he jammed his dick into her tight little pussy. "Oh don't Jimmy, please don't," she pleaded as he continued pounding her pussy. "Fuck girl, you're tight just like I like it." He grabbed her hair pulling her head back as he jammed his dick in and out of her pussy. By this time she was getting wet. She didn't want Jimmy to know how much she liked getting fucked, but hell, his dick pounding her snatch was starting to feel really good inside her. With every thrust his stomach would collide with her ass. The thumping sound and his heavy breathing was all she could hear. Each time he shoved his cock into her pussy she could feel her tits swinging back and forth under her. She closed her eyes and imagined what the two of them looked like from a far. Her naked with her tits swinging back and forth with his every thrust, and his wet cock moving in and out of her pussy. "I bet we make quite a sight," she thought. Jimmy pulled his dick from her now hot, wet pussy. "On the floor baby," he said trying to catch his breath. She found herself laying in the middle of the office looking up at the ceiling fan. Next thing she saw was Jimmy standing over her with his dick in his hand. "Spread those legs sugar and let me see that tight little pussy of yours," he said smiling the entire time. She moved her legs apart as he leered at her hairy, wet pussy. She was sure her face was turning red from embarrassment. "Push those tits together baby," he said. "Now squeeze your nipples." She did as he ordered and pinched her erect nipples. As she did he knelt down and moved his stiff dick closer to her wet hole. As he eased between her legs she closed her eyes and awaited his cock to penetrate her. He was quick and rough as he shoved his dick into her. She let out a loud groan as he pushed his cock in as far as it would go. She could feel his balls hitting her ass as he moved his dick in and out of her snatch. His hot breath on her face made her squeeze her eyes closed even tighter. "How much longer could he keep this up?" she wondered. He loved watching her tits bounce around as he pounded her pussy. She was wet and warm and he could feel her pussy wrapped around his cock. He could hear the sloshing sound as his dick moved in and out of her. He could hardly keep from cumming. "Bring those legs up here sugar!" he ordered. As she raised her legs he grabbed her ankles and pushed them toward her head. In this position his dick penetrated her even deeper than before. She could hardly catch her breath as he purposely jammed his cock into her. He would pull it back till it was just barely in her, then ram it in until his balls smacked her ass. With each trust she would exhale a loud "uffff". She was just catching her breath when he forced her to roll onto her stomach. "Raise that ass up baby!" he ordered. She moved her butt up and kept her head on the floor. Her eyes were still closed and she was still trying to catch her breath. She felt his hands on her hips as his dick entered her pussy. He started moving his cock back and forth in her very wet snatch. He smacked her butt as he said, "Move that ass girl, I want to feel that hot pussy moving around my cock." She rocked back and forth on his stiff cock. She couldn't believe he was still hard and hadn't cum yet. He laughed as he said to her, "I think what you need now is a good ass fucking." "Noooo, Jimmy, no. I couldn't stand it!" she pleaded. He continued to fuck her as he moved his hand to her butt. With his wet finger he started to rub her asshole. "Oh baby, you got a sweet asshole. I'm going to love fucking it." "Jimmy, please, I'll pay you more than I owe. Just don't fuck me there!" He ignored her pleas. She could feel his wet finger enter her asshole. He moved his finger around the inside of her tight little asshole and then pulled his dick from her pussy. He placed the head of his cock against her asshole. As he pushed forward she also moved forward. "Hey bitch, don't fuck with me! You better move that fine ass back into my prick." She felt his dick pressing again against her asshole. She took a deep breath and eased back into his cock. She thought her ass would split as his dick entered her. "Shit, stop Jimmy. Fuck, stop," she cried. He continued to slowly push his cock into her ass. Her tiny hole was tight and very hot. He got a firmer grip on her hips and pushed his cock all the way into her ass. She felt like she was going to faint. She had done anal only once when she was younger, but that was many years ago. She reached under her stomach and moved her hand down to her pussy. She found her clit and began to rub it hoping it would distract her from the pain she was feeling having her ass fucked. He stopped moving and said to her in a horse voice, "Move that ass baby, I want you doing the work." She slowly rocked back and forth with his cock in her ass. She hoped this would send him over the edge and he would finally cum. "Shit Jimmy. Ohhhh! You're killin' me, please stop." He pulled his dick from her ass. She thought it was finally over when he rammed his cock back into her already red asshole. "Fuck! Jimmy, damn, stop, quit," she pleaded as she almost fell forward onto her face. He pulled his dick from her ass. "Turn around!" he yelled. She turned toward him, her face was now level with his dick. He was stroking his cock and pointing it toward her mouth. "Open that mouth sweet lips, I'm making a deposit!" She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. It didn't take long till she felt the hot cum hitting her face. She tried not to move as Jimmy emptied his juices on her. When he was finished he got dressed without saying a word. He moved toward the door, turned, and said, "I'll be back next week to collect what you owe. You have the money or I get your ass again." With that he unlocked the door and left. She wiped her face off and got up from the floor. She moved to where her clothes were laying in the floor. Suddenly the door opened. It was Jimmy. She stood there stark naked in the middle of the room staring at him. Jimmy smiled and said, "How was that? I thought it was our best role playing skit yet!" She smiled back at him, "It was fucking fantastic! You were great. So believable." He walked over and kissed her passionately. He helped her dress and straighten up the office. "Let's go get some dinner honey," he said. They left the office hand in hand thinking of their next role playing night. Time To Pay Up! "Damn it!" I yelled aloud, as the shifter linkage rattled uselessly, and the engine rpm's climbed to dangerous levels. Gritting my teeth and double-clutching, I slammed the shifter forward again, this time going into third gear. Yes! The Honda had jumped into the lead, however, and it was going to take every last bit of big-block horsepower to get it back. The Chevelle lurched forward again as I banged it into fourth, the big engine roaring furiously. I knew, however, deep in my gut, that it wouldn't be enough. The Honda whined just ahead of me on the left, and I wasn't going to catch him. I saw the headlight beam across the road, and I was still looking at the rear roofline of the other car as we cut through it, doing almost 140 miles an hour. It was over. As we both slowed, preparing to turn around, I saw the big Puerto Rican's upraised fist clear the moonroof. The bastard! It was bad enough losing to a damned European tuner car, but now I would have to endure the taunts of this guy and his cronies. Worse, however, would be having to face my wife as I handed over 200 dollars to these guys. Kelli had worked a lot of overtime the last few weeks in order to make sure we had the thousand dollars we'd need for the down-payment on our house. We still only had 850 dollars, but I had my commission check coming in a couple of weeks. Unfortunately, that would be too late to close on the house. There were other buyers interested, so I had foolishly sought out this race, thinking to make another hundred and fifty from these guys. My wife, ever the realist, had been against it from the start. Now I would have to pay them, and our dream house was gone. I looked for Kelli as I pulled in behind the Honda. She had been holding our money, standing beside the white Toyota Supra filled with some of Juan's buddies. Now she wasn't there. "Keith?" I heard my wife's voice, but still didn't see her. Suddenly I saw movement inside the Supra, and I recognized Kelli's face in the back seat, between two guys. She looked scared. "Kelli!" I yelled, bolting from my car and approaching the other. Suddenly Juan was there, blocking my path. "Hey, what's your hurry, man?" he said, grinning down at me. He stood well over 6 feet, and was solid muscle. I could barely see around him, and I didn't stand a chance of overpowering him. "What're they doing with my wife?" Juan put his hands out, a smirk on his face as he said, "Hey, they're just holding her for the winner." He hesitated, then said, "I guess that would be me." Suddenly I felt hands on my arms, and two of Juan's goons were pulling me backward, even as I tried to rush the car. The two of them were too strong for me, and they dragged me back around the front of my car and slammed me forward, face-down onto the hood. "Watch and learn, gringo," one of them sneered. "Juan's gonna tear your old lady a new one!" I struggled uselessly, but they had control of my upper body, and they kicked my feet out from under me. I struggled to see what was going on before me. Keith had no more than left the starting line when a couple of those guys grabbed me and forced me into the back seat of their car. They said they wanted to make sure I wasn't going to take off with the money, but it was plain it wasn't the money they were interested in. As the second guy got into the back, trapping me, one of the men in the front seat turned around and said, "You sure are pretty, honey." Then he reached out and grabbed my right breast by the nipple, right through my tank top. It hurt, but it kind of sent a chill through me, all at the same time. Another time, I thought, and I swatted his hand away. He just laughed loudly. "That's okay, honey," he said. "That big tittie's gonna get a lot more attention tonight!" They all laughed, and one of the men in the back with me said, "You just better hope Juan doesn't lose, or your old man's gonna get a beating, to boot." I knew then that we were in trouble, and I silently cursed Keith's bad judgment. Why was he always so macho about these things? When they got back I called out to Keith, hoping he would realize I was their prisoner and maybe do something, like threaten them, or even go for help. He was too slow, though, and they had him before he even got close to me. Now they were dragging me out of the car and around to the front, into the glare of the headlights. I called Keith's name again, but I knew he was being held down. Juan sauntered over to my wife, looking her up and down slowly as he did. Two of the men held Kelli's arms far apart, and her eyes were wide with fear. "Hey, just let me go, okay?" she begged. "You've got our mon..." SMACK!! Suddenly, ferociously, the big Puerto Rican slapped her face with the flat of his hand. Kelli's head swung to the left, her long hair flying after it in a graceful arc. She almost fell, but they held onto her arms. I struggled mightily to get up, but I was clamped in both men's arms, and I could only look helplessly on. Juan said softly, so softly I could barely hear him, "I didn't ask you to speak. When I want any noise out of you, I'll fuck it out of you." Kelli glared at him through her disheveled hair. "You cocksucker!" she spat, and I knew another slap was about to rock her, but Juan only smiled. "No, puta," he said, flicking her erect nipple through her top. "That's your job." Then he nodded at his men, and they began to pull at Kelli's clothes. I yelled, "NO!!" but I knew I couldn't stop them. One of the men holding me laughed and said, "Now the fun starts!" Kelli fought like a tiger, but was no match for the four of them. She stands just under 5 feet tall, and weighs less than 100 pounds. Though she's in great shape from her workouts, she was no match for four grown men, and they soon had both arms and legs under their control. I watched as her tank top was pulled roughly up over her breasts, revealing its gorgeous cargo. One of my captors whistled softly. Her screaming only seemed to inflame the men, who then snatched her shorts down her flailing legs. Her little thong hung halfway off one hip, caught in the crack of her ass, and one swipe did away with it. Now she stood, spread-legged in the glare of the headlights, one sneaker still on, the torn top around her neck. Her breasts rose and fell rapidly with her breathing, and her hair spilled over her face. She was terrified, and she looked incredibly sexy! Still they held her arms tightly apart. Her tanned little body, so lean and muscular, clearly excited Juan, who was now tugging at the fly of his jeans. "Oh, yes, little one," he breathed, "I'm really gonna enjoy this." With that, he yanked the front of his pants down, and his cock sprang free. Those jerks almost broke my arms off, trying to get my clothes off. Then, once they had me naked, they held me there, for the one guy to see. He was a big, mean-looking dude, and when he started to unzip his jeans I thought, 'oh, shit!' Then I saw his cock. It was huge, the biggest thing I had ever seen! He came up to me, and I thought he was going to slap me again, but he didn't. Instead, he put his hands on my breasts and started rubbing his thumbs around the nipples, telling me how much he was going to enjoy me. I tried to pull away, but they held me there, as he massaged my breasts. In spite of my fear, I was getting excited, and my nipples gave it away. He felt them and knew, and he chuckled and said, "There, there, now. I knew you'd like this, too." He kept stroking along the sides of my breasts, which always gets me really excited anyway, and my breath was beginning to come in little gasps, then he ran his hands down over my belly and onto my hips. He pulled me into him and kissed me. His buddies cheered as his mouth covered mine; and then, for some reason, I let my mouth open, just a bit. His tongue instantly entered me, and as his hands squeezed my ass, sending jolts of electricity through my body, I spread my lips wider. My own tongue sought out his. When they met I moaned, and I couldn't stop myself: I rubbed my pelvis against his hard-on. I heard the men yelling encouragement to Juan, but he didn't need it. His rough hands traveled up and down my body, inflaming my pent-up lust, and I felt myself getting wet. At last his hand slid between my legs and under my pussy, and he knew it, too. I moaned out loud as the sexual electricity now found mycenter. He pierced my wetness with one big finger, spreading my lips as he slipped easily into me. I began to feel the first tinglings of an orgasm, coming on fast. Somewhere in the distance, I could hear my husband yelling, "NOOOOO," but I couldn't concentrate on his voice. My head was buzzing and my body was spasming under his touch, and all I wanted now was to climax. Suddenly, I needed it! I watched, helplessly, as the big man began to grope my wife. At first she fought against his touch, but suddenly she seemed to go limp, and I knew she was getting excited, in spite of her predicament. He kept fondling her beautiful breasts, and then I saw, with horror, his hand going between her legs. I yelled as loud as I could, but she didn't seem to hear me anymore. Her body began to move against his hand, grinding sexily. I heard her moan. I strained against the hood and against my captors, but they held me tighter than before. Suddenly I realized that, despite my anger and frustration, I was getting an erection. My cock strained against my jeans as I rubbed against the fender, and, my god, it felt good! I thought, my wife is about to be raped, and I'm getting excited? I felt a flush of guilt, but there was no denying the feeling. I saw them begin to lower Kelli to the ground. She looked dazed, her eyes half-open, but her legs spread automatically as she was eased onto her back. Juan dropped to his knees, his jeans around his thighs, and took one of Kelli's ankles in each hand. He stared down at her as he raised her feet above his shoulders. "Such a pretty little pussy," he said softly, and she moaned in response. I could see her belly rising and falling as she waited, and the wetness between her thighs. Juan looked around at me now, and smiled. "This is gonna be so good, amigo," he drawled, then he turned to his work. He leaned down into her, and aimed his bloated cockhead at her slit. He pulled my legs far apart and raised my ankles high. Then he smiled as he looked down at me, and told me how pretty my pussy was. The night air was cool against my clit, and it was driving me crazy. God, why didn't he just fuck me? Then he turned to say something to Keith. I didn't care what it was; I couldn't understand the words. I just stared at his giant cock, bobbing around as it struck straight out, wishing despite my better judgment, that it were inside me! Then he turned to me again, with real lust in his eyes. Oh, god! When his cock first touched my pussy, I almost screamed from the anticipation. It was so big, and my lips so sensitive, I thought I would die before he got it into me! Then I felt the pressure of my labia being parted, as he bore into the entrance to my cunt. I know I moaned out loud, because I looked up and saw him smile again. I could hear, way in the background, his buddies yelling for him to fuck me; fuck me hard, but most of my senses were centered on that spot between my legs. His cock split me like a knife through hot butter! I've had more than my share of well-hung lovers in the past, though, and I knew it was only a matter of time until I adjusted to his girth. That's the magical thing about us women. Even as small as I am, I've never had a problem taking any man's cock. A couple of years ago I even took on two men at once, in my own bed! I was drunk then, Keith was out of town, and I thought that was probably as good as it got, but this was going to be so much better! This was the cock I had been waiting for my whole life, and I hunched forward, trying to get it deeper into me. I saw Juan start to force himself into my wife, and I was afraid he would split her apart. I couldn't imagine the pain and humiliation my sweet Kelli must be going through! I knew I was the only lover Kelli had ever had, and we had been married almost six years now. She would have no experience in taking a man of his size. His buddies were urging him on, yelling and cursing, but he moved slowly into her, enjoying her growing pain. I thrashed frantically against my captors, but only succeeded in getting more aroused as my cock rubbed against the unyielding metal. One of the men noticed that my movements had become more regular, and nodded to his partner. "Looks like he's beginning to enjoy himself, eh?" he laughed, as I rubbed myself slowly up and back on the fender. I couldn't help it. I felt like I was going to explode at any moment! Kelli was groaning loudly now, as she tried to accommodate him inside her tiny tunnel. He released her ankles, and let her feet drop to the ground. She spread her legs wide, and arched her back upward. His whole cock disappeared inside her! Then he pulled back out slowly, and her face contorted as she felt the emptiness he left. In again, and she seemed to welcome it more. He soon got into a steady rhythm, his ass muscles clenching and unclenching as he drove into her. His hands slid to her waist as her captors released their hold on her wrists, and I watched as she laced her fingers behind his back. She began to speak to him. "Oh, god!" she urged. "Give it to me! Yes!" Her legs came up around his ass, and she locked her ankles together as she moved with him, urging him ever deeper. "YES!" she yelled, louder now. "Oh, god, YESSSSSSS!" They finally let my hands go, and I pulled him into me. I yelled at him to fuck me even harder, and he did. As he held my waist and pounded into me, I could feel his cock head tapping at my cervix. What sweet feelings that produced! Suddenly I felt myself begin to come, and I wrapped my legs around his ass. This put him even deeper in my cunt, and I spiraled up into the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. "Oh, god, Yesssssss!" I howled my pleasure like an animal, and in that moment I was just that: a rutting animal, wrapped around his marvelous cock. For long minutes I shook and groaned, the sweat pouring off me as he continued to hammer away at my pussy, until I felt his cock stiffen and grow even bigger. He was getting ready to drench my insides, and I wanted it. I begged him to cum inside me. My own words set off yet another intense climax, deep in my being. We came together, both of us groaning loudly, and cum poured from my overstuffed cunt, as he filled me over and over. I could feel it running into the crack of my ass and onto the ground, and it made me feel even hornier. I felt like such a slut, but at the same time, I loved the feeling. This time, though, I had the perfect excuse: I had been raped. And royally raped, too! Finally he pulled out of me, satisfied, and I eased my legs to the ground. He kissed me briefly and said, "Now, that was worth the money, wasn't it?" I could only nod weakly. Then he stood, and reached down to pull me up, too. I had grass and sand stuck to the gooey mess coating my backside, but I didn't care. I was completely satisfied. Juan fucked the hell out of my wife, and all I could do was watch. The two men holding me down had long since released their hold on me, knowing the deed was all but done and wanting to get a better look, but I had stayed on my side of the car. My cock was pulsing with excitement, and my guilt, though I would have denied it, had long since turned to raging lust. The sight of the huge Puerto Rican hulking over my little wife, his massive member turning her pussy inside out, had pre-cum leaking down my leg, and it was all I could do not to rip it out of my jeans and jack it off, right there! Finally, after a couple of shuddering orgasms, Kelli begged for him to come. He did, and surprisingly, she climaxed again, with him. He must have filled her cunt to the brim, because when he pulled her to a standing position, her ass was all sticky and dirty, and I could see long stringers of white fluid running down her thighs. I thought at that point it was over; that she would try to find her clothes and head for our car, but then I saw her put her hand on his waist as she stood on tiptoes to speak something into his ear. He was buttoning up his jeans, but he stopped and turned to her, looking surprised. He something back to her, and chuckled. I saw her face kind of drop, then register anger. She began to back away, but he said to his gang, loudly enough that I could hear him, "She's all yours, guys." They were on her like a pack of wild dogs. I thought we had made some kind of a connection, but as soon as he was through with me, he told me I belonged to the rest of his men, and they grabbed me again. I was too weak to fight. They laid me back down on the dirty ground and took their turns at me, some of them holding me while the others did it. My pussy, my ass, and my mouth were all targets, for the next hour or so. I don't know how many there were; 6 or 7, I think, but after the first couple I was back in slut mode, and begging them to fuck me even harder. I got on my hands and knees at some point and took them two and three at a time, and the cum ran out of my ass and my pussy in a steady stream. I didn't look at faces. It was enough to feel their cocks inside me, to feel their explosions deep inside my body. The big guy just stood back and watched, laughing and shouting encouragement to his followers, but I couldn't get the memory of his big cock out of my mind. I doubted I ever would! I watched, my cock in my hand now, as Kelli took on every one of them, and there was no doubt now that she was enjoying it. She even begged them to fuck her harder! They didn't need the encouragement. They were having the time of their lives ravaging her little body, and most of them were back on her for a second or third time. Juan just watched. He seemed content to have been the one to break her, like a cowboy breaks a wild horse, then watch the others ride. He even walked over to me, noticing my cock in my hand, and encouraged me to go over there and 'have a go.' At my own wife? "You know she's loving it, don't you?" he leered at me, as we watched her, groaning hoarsely and begging for more. I had to admit that I did. "Well, then," he reasoned, "Shouldn't you get your turn?" I considered this. God knows I wanted to! I also told myself that maybe I could get Kelli to come down a little, and get her out of there. I nodded at him and joined the gang. "Kelli?" I whispered, as she lay back and raised her legs, waiting for me to enter her. The others had all backed away, silently ordered to by Juan. We were the main attraction, there in the headlights. She looked up at me with eyes glazed over by lust, and I don't think it even registered who I was. "Go on," she said, in a hoarse voice. "Fuck me good." I was on my knees between her legs, and she grabbed my ass and pulled me towards her. Her cunt stank of other men's cum and desire, but she was still so desirable! "Kelli!" I said, more forcefully, trying to get through to her, but she only smiled as the head of my cock made contact with her plastered pussy lips. "Mmmmm, that's it," she moaned. "Now, fuck me. FUCK ME!" Her legs went around my back, and she locked her ankles together and pulled me into her. She immediately began to grind her body onto mine. I sunk to the balls in her churning tunnel. It was so hot. How many scalding loads had she taken tonight? Time To Pay Up! As she hunched herself into me, I began to move in unison with her. Soon we were into a rhythm, the rhythm we had perfected over the last six years. I just couldn't help it. She looked so sexy there, her belly and her face laced with the resin of those other men, and her sweet little pussy so accommodating. I stroked into her with purpose now, and she looked up at me. "Keith?" she murmured, and I kissed those cum-covered lips. "It's me, baby," I whispered, still thrusting, still needing her. She locked her legs more tightly around my waist, and began to cry. "Shhhhhhh," was all I could think to say. Suddenly the lights on us began to move, and I realized that the two cars were moving, backing away. They turned, and then were gone. It was totally dark now. I continued to drive into my sweet Kelli's pussy, my needs never more urgent, and soon I felt my long-delayed climax coming on. Always in tune with my body, Kelli felt it, too, and she tightened her grip on my cock. "Oh god, Keith!" she yelled out into the night. Suddenly I felt the rush of pleasure come spiraling up my cock shaft, spewing into my wife's demanding pussy. She came once more, as she felt that first gushing contraction, and we groaned together as we tumbled over the edge, into ecstacy. We lay together for a long time there in the darkness by the road, neither one willing to face the reality that lay ahead of us. Finally, however, we reluctantly pried ourselves apart. I hoisted myself up, then leant down to pull her up, recalling how Juan had done the exact same thing an hour ago. It seemed like a lifetime ago! I pulled my jeans up around my waist, and started to look for Kelli's clothes. "Don't bother," she said quietly. "I just want to go home." I agreed, and we walked to the Chevelle, my arm around her naked waist for support. As I pulled her door open, I saw something on the seat. It was the wad of cash that Kelli had held earlier. Kelli began to cry again, softly. She sat heavily on the seat, holding up the money. I held her face in my hands and looked into her eyes. I told her that what had happened had happened, and there was no need for tears, or shame. She asked me if I knew how much of a slut I had married, and I smiled. "Yeah," I said. "I do now. Now I just have to make sure you use all that nasty energy on me!" We kissed, and I took her home. Time to Payoff the Bet With fifteen years of marriage behind us and having tried a few threesomes with two male friends of mine, Cindi seemed finally convinced that she could have fun sexually with other men and it would not cause a problem but would be exciting to both of us. She slowly began to be more receptive to some of my "wild" suggestions. First, we had a threesome with my old college roommate, then a business acquaintance of mine. We would see my old college roommate only a couple of times a year because he lived quite a distance away. The business acquaintance, we got in the habit of seeing every couple of months. It was fun and we all enjoyed it. But I had a plan and was working towards fulfilling Cindi's ultimate fantasy she had shared with me, a gangbang. This story isn't about that yet, we were still working towards it. When Cindi confessed her fantasy to me it really wasn't a surprise. I could tell when we were in bed together watching x-rated movies together, scenes with one woman and multiple men would always get her pussy wet. I may be slow, but even I could figure that out. I wasn't sure we would ever get to that point but it became as much of my fantasy as hers. When we talked about it she admitted the fantasy was exciting but repeatedly said she could never really do it. I have given more than a fair amount of thought to why watching my wife please other men excites me so much. Not being a psychiatrist, or really caring that much why I didn't really come to any conclusion. I just know what I like. When Cindi and I were dating and the early years of our marriage I was extremely jealous of any attention other men would give her. Now I just love watching her suck or fuck friends of mine, as long as I am present. If she did it without me being there we would have problems. As beautiful as she is, it is little wonder she garners so much attention. That long dark hair and those baby blue eyes are a stunning combination and I know every writer goes on and on about how sexy their wife or girlfriend's body is, being no different I will just say she could always attract almost any man she ever wanted and leave the rest to your imagination. I was first attracted to her because of her beautiful face and her sexy legs. As she has aged her breasts have filled out so I have changed from a leg man to a boob man. Yeah, I am all about being flexible. This story is about our third experience with another man. Having tried threesomes with two other men both of which went so well we continue to this day to see them on occasion, Cindi was much more receptive to trying to seduce another man and much less worried about being turned down. Our first two lucky guys did a lot to boost her ego, although I still cannot understand why she needed it. Mike is a friend of mine through work. My employment keeps me in contact with many people throughout the business community. We chose him because he is close to our age, possible a few years younger. Whenever we were in social settings he always seemed to flirt a lot with Cindi so we were pretty certain he would be interested. He is married but we are not close friends so it didn't cause a huge conflict for Cindi. Ever since I remodeled my basement into a home theater and sports bar theme I would often entertain business clients with small gatherings at our house providing plenty of food and drinks whenever some major sporting event was occurring. The night I invited Mike over Cindi was very nervous but excited too. When Mike arrived we went straight to the basement to watch a game. Mike was surprised he was the only one there. I explained I had invited a couple of other guys over as well but both had cancelled and joked about that just leaving more food and drinks for us. We settled in to watch the game and drink. By arrangement Cindi had not been home when he arrived. About an hour into the game she came home and made an appearance to say hello and let us know she was back. She was dressed in a modest skirt and blouse but as always looked very feminine and sexy. The blouse was a sexy shear white that showed the lacy camisole she had on underneath. I was certain when she bent over to kiss me hello she purposely did it in a way that gave Mike a good look down her blouse. As I glanced over at him he had a guilty look on his face and looked away quickly like a kid getting caught doing something they shouldn't. We watched the game for another hour or so and kept up the drinking and the conversation. I kept a lot of the conversation around good looking women and whenever I could I would talk about Cindi. I made a comment about how good she looked tonight and Mike readily agreed and I said one of the things I always liked about her was how she would dress so professionally but still look feminine and sexy. I especially liked how she made the effort to dress sexy when we went to bed. That topic seemed to interest Mike so I went into more detail about how that was always her signal to me that she was ready for some fun. When Cindi wanted to play she would put on a sexy nightgown, negligee, or babydoll nightie and it never failed to excite me. Mike just laughed and said I was a lucky guy and I responded by telling him how well I knew. Having established a comfort level I walked back to the bar from our chairs to get a couple of more beers. Mike followed me since he was on his way to the bathroom but I stopped him by saying, "Hey want to see something you might enjoy?" I reached under a box behind the bar and pulled out a photo album and said, "If you hear Cindi coming hide this quickly!" As I tossed it on the bar he slowly opened the cover and was greeted with a picture of Cindi laying on our bed wearing a very sexy and revealing long nightgown that revealed more cleavage than she would ever reveal in public and a big smile but otherwise a pretty tame picture. Mike grinned and said, "She looks pretty hot!" I told him the pictures get more revealing and if that offended him he should stop knowing full well he was anxious to see more. "Go ahead, take a look. Just don't get caught." Mike started browsing through the pictures slow enough to enjoy them but anxious to see the next one. The pictures were purposely arranged in an order form less revealing to more revealing. As soon as he figured that out he grabbed the back cover and flipped to the last picture to see a nice picture of Cindi sucking my cock with a little cum dripping out of the corner of her mouth while smiling at the camera. "Holy shit! How did you get her to let you take these?" he asked. "Oh, we like playing with the camera. We have these and videos too." I told him. "She likes being watched at times. I discovered this one time when I asked her to let me video her masturbating so I could take the video with me on a trip." "Are you serious?" he said as he still was browsing through the pictures, some for the second time. "Yeah, if you want I could probably play one on the big screen if you wanted. I have several now." "Unbelievable! What if she comes downstairs? She will throw us both out of here." He said seeming only a little concerned but clearly interested. "Okay, as soon as the game is over I'll play one. I'll go upstairs and check to see where she is and what she is doing first to make sure it is safe." Mike laughed, "Fuck the game!" "Okay," I also laughed, "I'll go check now." I went upstairs to let Cindi know Mike was clearly interested so she could quit worrying and that she should just play along since our plan was working. I told her to give us about fifteen minutes and come downstairs. I returned to the basement with a video and put the tape in and turned the volume low. The video started with Cindi walking in front of the camera wearing a very short black skirt, a silky blouse and high heels. She sat on a couch in front of the camera smiled and said, "Are you ready?" Next she stood up and pulled her panties down and took them off. You could see she was wearing black thigh-high stocking as she was removing her panties. She sat back down and teasingly pulled up her skirt until you could almost see her pussy. Everything was in slow motion, she was doing a great job of working up the anticipation. Cindi then put her feet up on the edge of the coffee table and spread her legs to show off her pussy. At that time she still had a neatly trimmed bush. She slid her hand down her body and using two fingers started slowly rotating them around her clit. The entire time she never took her eyes off of the camera so it looked like she was looking right at us. Then she took her hand and put it in her mouth for some saliva and returned it to rubbing her pussy. First small circles then a finger went inside briefly as she continued to flash that big smile. She then said something that couldn't be heard on the video as she reached behind the pillow and retrieved a dildo she had put there. She put the dildo in her mouth for lubrication then started rubbing her pussy with it, plunging it in and out of her and very visibly working herself towards an orgasm. I looked over at Mike and saw him shifting in his chair trying to hide his erection. I laughed to myself and said out loud, "Fuck! This always gets my dick hard." as I made no effort to conceal adjusting my dick in my pants. "She is sexy isn't she? Mike just laughed and I think was still a little embarrassed but he said, "Unbelievable!" We watched the rest of the video with Cindi exploding into a climax that became very loud so I adjusted the volume even lower. Then I said to Mike, "Hey want to have some fun with Cindi?" "What do you mean? He said with a puzzled look on his face. "Well, I have an idea and I have no idea what might happen but if it goes like I think it will you will enjoy it. Trust me, okay?" I said as I got up to remove the tape. He pressed me for more details and I avoided answering his questions until I heard Cindi coming down the stairs. She entered the room and had changed into a pair of very short shorts and a tank top without any bra. She looked beautiful. As soon as she walked in she said, "What are you two up to? Are you drunk yet? Am I going to have to take you home Mike?" I said "we had a few drinks but we have been watching something that got us a little excited and wondered if you could help us out." "What does that mean?" she asked. "Cindi, do you remember that bet we made a week ago?" "Yes, why?" she looked hesitating a little. "Well I think tonight is a good night to collect on that bet?" I said. Cindi's face turned red as she stood there looking at me then looking at the floor. "Are you sure?" she said, "Tonight?" "Yes. Definitely tonight." I smiled. "Mike, I think you are going to like this!" "What do you want me to do?" she said with a look of resignation. "Go put on a very sexy negligee and come back here." I ordered her, "and bring your vibrator." Her face turned even darker red before she turned to leave the room. "Mike, how would you like a live reenactment of the video you watch?" I asked knowing the answer. "Oh shit man, are you serious?" Is she really going to do that?" he was shifting in his chair again. "Yes," I replied, "for the rest of the evening she will do everything I tell her to do, so if you can think of something fun, tell me." "I can't believe this." he mumbled. "Maybe we will get lucky and push the envelope a little tonight." I said. "What does that mean?" he asked. "Be patient and let's see what happens," I told him. After what seemed like forever Cindi returned. She was wearing a sexy red babydoll gown that barely covered her ass with a matching red thong. The top had a built in bra that pushed her breasts together showing off ample cleavage and just barely covering her nipples. It looked like her breasts were on a shelf to be admired. And we did. She was also carrying what looked like a purse. I had moved a chair to the center of the room for Cindi's performance. We sat in our chairs as if we were looking at the big screen but instead were looking at her waiting for the show. Cindi sat in the chair with her head slightly down. "What do you want me to do?" she asked. "First, we want you to take your panties off." I said. Cindi reached down and without exposing much slid her panties down her legs and kicked them off of her feet. Her legs were still close together so we really couldn't see much. "You know what we want Cindi. We want to see that pretty pussy of yours. We want to see it again." I told her. "What do you mean again?" she asked still not looking directly at either of us but I thought I caught her looking at Mike's crotch. "A while ago I played one of my favorite videos of you masturbating for Mike. I think he enjoyed it quite a bit, didn't you Mike?" "Uh, yeah," he muttered still seeming a little unsure of where this was headed. A little shudder took over her body when I said that, almost like a mini-orgasm. I told her we both thought she was very beautiful and she should be proud of her body and pleased to show it to us. "Put your legs over the arms of the chair" I ordered. Cindi obeyed, her face red but more likely from excitement rather than embarrassment. "Now, play with yourself and use the dildo." I told her. Cindi didn't waste much time. She put her fingers on her pussy and we could already see the wetness. She didn't have to lick her fingers first this time. At first she rubbed slowly in a circular motion, then up and down occasionally letting one finger penetrate inside. She was dripping wet. She stopped long enough to reach into her bag and retrieve the dildo I had told her to bring. It was a vibrator shaped like a nine inch cock, flesh colored with a speed switch on the bottom to adjust the vibration. Cindi turned it to a low speed and started moving it up and down her juicy cunt. We watched as she kept her eyes closed most of the time as she was building herself to a climax. I waited until I thought she was beginning to get close and told her to stop. She stopped and looked at me and asked why. I really wasn't trying to be cruel. I knew she was getting close but I wanted her to wait because I thought the anticipation might make the experience greater. "Cindi, you look incredible tonight and you have my cock as hard as a rock and I am guessing Mike's as well", I said without even looking at him. "I need some relief and I bet Mike does too." I want you to come over here and suck my cock." Cindi truly loves sucking cock and she seems to enjoy it even more when she has an audience. She very quickly got out of the chair and came to me, kneeled in front of my chair and started unbuckle my pants and pull them down. She grabbed my pants and underwear pulled them both down at the same time after carefully freeing my cock. Then she went to work on my cock. She started kissing it and licking it and just before she took it in her mouth I saw her look over at Mike and smile. She sucked me like she loves to do. Licking around the head first, putting it part way in then swirling her tongue around the tip, then slowly going as deep as she can. Cindi has never been able to deep throat but she comes damn close. I let her do it for a few minutes before I stopped her. "Cindi, it's Mike's turn," I said. "Mike, get your pants down if you want her to suck it for you." I think that was all he was waiting for because as soon as Cindi moved in his direction he stood up and got his pants and underwear not down but off before she could get there. He sat back down as Cindi reached for his cock and began to stroke it. "Honey, give him one of your best blowjobs okay? Show him what I get all the time." Cindi just nodded her head as she was already licking up and down his hard shaft. She licked and got his cock wet so she could jack it a few times with her hand, Then she put her lips on the very tip and it looked like slow motion as she tipped her head back, looked him in the eye and took it in as deep as she could in one motion. Sometimes when she does that, she will go until she gags. I barely heard that little sound from her throat over the sound of Mike groaning. I thought for a minute he was going to cum right then. She backed off a bit taking it out of her mouth and licking his balls for a while but continuing to slowly stroke him. She alternated between licking a while and an occasional deep suck. She was trying to get him right on the edge and keep him there. I have been there many time with her, it's a great place to be. "Mike", I said, "you need to know Cindi loves to suck cock and she will swallow your cum if you want. If you prefer to cum somewhere else so say. But feel free to empty you load into her mouth, she will not mind, right baby? Tell him what you like." "Mmmmm,uh" she mumbled keeping her mouth occupied with his dick. She paused long enough to say, "You can cum in my mouth, I really do love it. Do you like that when a woman swallows your cum? I hope you have a nice big load for me." Then she went back to work. Mike was straining to hold back but it wasn't working. Cindi was jacking his cock, playing with his balls and licking and sucking like crazy. I have to admit I hadn't seen her this worked up in a while. It didn't take long before Mike gave it up. His body stiffened and he arched his back trying to shove his entire cock down her throat as he shot spurt after spurt into her mouth. Cindi never took his cock out of her mouth. She kept her lips locked and swallowed as fast as she could. At one point she opened her lips to take in some air and I saw a small dribble of cum leak out but otherwise she took it all. "Fuck! That was incredible!" Mike said after he calmed down. "Mmmmmm, that was tasty," Cindi smiled as she replied. "Hopefully there will be more later." I was about to lose it myself and I wanted her pussy so I went over to where she was kneeling and got behind her and quickly slid my cock into her soaking wet cunt. I have known for years that sucking cock for Cindi isn't something she does just to please men, it excites her very much. She says it gives her a feeling of control over men which is probably true but it always excites her. I cannot remember the last time we had sex that she didn't suck me at least for a little while. I went nice and slow wanting to enjoy that feeling for as long as possible. Cindi kept her head resting in Mike's lap playing with his now soft cock and moaning as I fucked her. I had a change of mind as my climax built up and as I got close I pulled out and told her to suck me off. Cindi quickly turned around as I lay back on the floor and took my very wet and very stiff dick in her mouth. I was close enough and I wanted to cum so bad I didn't even try to hold back any more. I wanted release and I wanted it now. Just as in any other time we had other with us I was ready and let it go shooting spurt after spurt of my cum into her mouth. She was sucking so hard I had to have her back off a little but she never stopped and took it all as she will whenever I ask. Mike and I were spent. Cindi unfortunately had still never had her release. I reached over and handed her the dildo and said, "Do it while we watch you." There was no hesitation. She turned the vibrator on and started rubbing it on her clit looking to cum as quickly as she could. This wasn't for show, she had a purpose and it didn't take long. I have always loved watching Cindi climax. She liked us watching which added to her fun and she can be very loud at times. There was no reason to hold back now. Her body went into convulsions and she was groaning and moaning loud enough I was glad we were in the basement where the neighbors couldn't hear us. Finally, she stopped and lay back like us, catching her breath. Time to Payoff the Bet One thing I have learned about Cindi, especially when we had another guy around is her excitement level goes off the charts. I think most guys after they cum once or twice get tired and want to relax or go to sleep. I know that is a stereotype but probably for a reason. Cindi on the other hand, wants more. After an especially hard climax and a brief cooling off her engines are still revved up and she is ready to go. So I was not surprised after a brief quiet period she said, "That was fun guys! Let me know if you want to do that again," smiling broadly. Mike who had been mostly quiet up to this point said, "That was fantastic! I hope we can do it again sometime. Doug you are the luckiest son of a bitch I know." Cindi looked at him and said, "You don't have to leave yet do you? "Well, not just yet, I guess. What do you have in mind?" Cindi jumped up and said, "I'll get you another beer and we can talk." As she got up and walked towards the bar I looked at her again thanking my lucky stars to have such a sexy, beautiful wife. She was still wearing the babydoll nightgown but without panties and as she walked away from us her tits had a little bounce to them. She looked lovely. I tuned to Mike and said, "Just relax a while and when you are ready we will have some more fun." He just laughed and said, "How can it get better. I just had a blow job from a hot sexy woman that thanked me for cumming in her mouth." We sat and talked for a while, Mike and I in our chairs and Cindi sat on the floor with her legs crossed completely unembarrassed by the fact her pussy was on display. We assured Mike this was our little secret and we would make certain his wife would never find out. We talked about past experiences but we never told him we had been with two other men on a semi-regular basis. We talked about things that excite us and Mike told us about a few things he liked to do with his wife. He told us he wished his wife would be as sexually open as Cindi and how he would really love it if she was there with is but he didn't think she ever would. After a while Cindi moved closer to Mike and got on her hands and knees again and took his soft cock back into her mouth. "You can keep talking if you like, don't pay any attention to me" she said as she wrapped her soft lips around his cock and sucked him all the way into her mouth. I sat and watched for awhile before I could see she was getting some results. She kept at it while Mike and I tried to keep a conversation going. Soon the topic turned back to what should we do next. I told Mike to enjoy what she was doing but I had a couple of ideas. While she was sucking him I went over and brought two barstools to the room. I sat them down and told Cindi to bend over one of them. I had Mike get behind her so he could fuck her from the back while I sat on the other stool being at a height she could suck me for a while. I told Mike to go slow so this would last a while and having recently shot one load he assured me he would last longer. He settled into a nice easy rhythm as Cindi began her magic with her mouth on my cock. I loved this. It is one of my favorite things to do. I absolutely love watching a friend of mine slide his cock into her pussy and give her pleasure while she sucks my cock. I think it please the voyeur in me while at the same time giving me the pleasure of having my cock sucked. To me, it is the best of all worlds. I am watching, being watched and being pleasured. I was hard again in no time. I had one more goal for the night. As we moved into a nice pace for all of us I waited until I saw signs of a climax building in Mike before I stopped the action. I then directed him to lay with his back on the floor and for Cindi to sit on his cock. She was at this point in complete control over him. He would have done anything she asked. She sat facing him, sitting up so I reached over and finally took off her babydoll so he could get his hands on her tits. He had been trying to play with them as he was fucking from behind but it was difficult to reach completely around plus I know from experience looking at them as you play makes it all the more fun. She was finally completely naked as were we. Cindi started grinding her pussy into his pelvic bone and sliding up and down on his cock. Mike was squeezing her tits and playing with her nipples while trying to buck like a bronco. Cindi slowed down the action a little because she knew what was coming. I stood beside her and told her to suck me which she did. I enjoyed that for a while before I reached for her bag. In it I found the lubricant. This was the only part I wasn't sure Mike would go for. "Bend over baby, I'm going to fuck you in the ass." I said to see Mike's reaction. I really couldn't read his reaction so I moved ahead. Cindy leaned over and stuck a tit in his mouth and as he was sucking I squirted some lube on her asshole and stuck finger in. Mike sort of froze for a minute, then decided it was okay and resumed his pace. Cindi let out a moan. I got behind her after putting a generous amount on my cock and pointed it at her ass. I got into position with the tip of my cock poised to enter and they stopped moving as I slowly pushed in just a few inches. Cindi let out a little whimper but when I asked if she was okay she nodded her head yes so I continued easing my cock in until it was all the way in. If you have never had this experience it is difficult to imaging. Fucking Cindi's ass along is an incredible experience but this is just difficult to describe. The tightness of her opening, my cock being buried deep in her bowels and the excitement on her part defies an accurate description. Once inside of her, we started moving. It took us a while to figure out who moves and when. It was up to Cindi at that point and as soon as she relaxed and started moving we all knew it wouldn't last. Cindi was going wild. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Give me your cum! Cum in my pussy and ass! Give it to me!" she was shouting and moving like she was possessed. Cindi came first. I said she could be loud at times, this may have been one of the loudest. "Oh Fuuuuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ohhhhhhhh!" she was yelling. Her body stiffened and started convulsing. Mike was next he was pushing up so hard he was lifting Cindi and me both. He wasn't making much noise but his body movements made it clear he was emptying is cum as deep into Cindi's pussy as he could. Each extra push by him had to be another spurt of cum. I wasn't far behind them, this was all too much for me too. As Cindi was cumming her asshole tightened up and she was moving so fast on my cock she sucked the cum right out of me too. I could feel that sweet release of my cum into her ass as I collapsed on top of both of them. We rolled to the side and my cock slipped out of her ass but Mike stayed in her pussy. As they lay there Cindi started moving her hips trying to milk a little more cum out him. He let out a little groan before she rolled off of him. As we laid there on the floor catching our breath Mike said to me, "That was incredible! Let me know if Cindi ever loses another bet again. I'll be happy to come over and help out." Cindi laughed and said, "Don't be silly Mike! I won the bet and that was my fantasy. If I had lost the bet we were going to invite your wife over." Time to Play Kelly sat at her desk watching the clock, hoping for it to speed up so she could get out of this mad house and away from Joan her boss. The minutes seemed like hours as the day slowly pasted by and it was only two o'clock. The phone rang and it was Joan's line, she hesitated before answering it, yes Joan she said in her most professional voice. Joan snapped come in here right now and bring your pad with you. Kelly sat for a second before grabbing her pad, she hated sitting across from Joan and she knew she would have to while she took the dictation. Joan was gay and had tried to get Kelly to go out with her on several occasions to have a drink after work. Kelly had never been with a woman and the thought of doing it just didn't seem right to her. Joan sat there like always when she entered the office, she watched Kelly walk across the large room her eyes never leaving Kelly's shapely legs. She wore a short skirt today and it rode up high on her thigh as she sat down and she quickly adjusted it hoping not to show Joan to much leg. I love your skirt Kelly, it fits you so nice, please stand again and turn around so I might get a better look at it. The color is perfect for your complexion too. Kelly knew what she wanted to look at and it wasn't the skirt, but she did what Joan asked and quickly sat back down. Joan started telling Kelly what she want she needed her do write, she stood up and walked around the desk as she spoke, sitting on the front of the desk across from Kelly letting her legs part just enough to allow Kelly a good view of her white silk panties. Joan looked around the room as she dictated the letter, Kelly tried to write fast and keep her eyes on the pad but she couldn't help seeing Joan's panties every time she looked up. Joan crossed and uncrossed her legs a few times while she dictated, each time Kelly saw more and more of her bosses panties and even the garter belt that held her hose up. Joan finished the letter and told Kelly to get it typed and in the mail before five. Kelly knew she could never get it done before five, she knew it would take a couple hours to type it and then get it approved by Joan before being mailed. Damn she thought as she walked out, this sucks she said to herself as she went to work on the letter. Kelly worked like mad trying to finish fast and not make any mistakes. She had it almost done when she felt hands touch her shoulders from behind, it was Joan's hands and they were soft against her bare shoulders. Then her warm breath touched her neck as Joan said that looks good so far except that part there as she pointed to the paragraph that had taken Kelly almost an hour to get just right. Change it to read more forceful then bring it to me when you're finished. Kelly finished right at five, she rushed into Joan's office without knocking hoping she would approve it. Joan was lying on the couch with her legs spread wide apart, her hands covering her face like she was trying to sleep. I'm finished she said handing the paper to Joan, she looked it over and said that's perfect you can send it right away. Kelly turned to leave when she heard Joan say, after its mailed we will have that drink and I won't take any excuses this time. Kelly froze, she heard her voice say that would be nice this won't take but just a minute. She made the last mail pickup by just a few seconds. Her mind whirled as she made her way back to her desk, how could I have said that's fine, its not fine and I am going to tell her too. As she stood by her desk trying to find the courage to tell Joan she didn't want to go out with her she heard Joan's voice say lets go Kelly we have a drink waiting with our name on it. Kelly turned and tried to say what she thought but the words wouldn't come out, instead she heard I am ready for a drink its been a long day came out of her mouth. Well what can one drink hurt, she did enjoy Joan's humor and whit and she was a very attractive woman also. She was a few years older than her but in excellent shape with long legs and a very shapely body. We will take my car Joan said as the entered the garage, Kelly protested saying she would rather take her own car so she could go straight home after the drink. Joan just pointed towards the car, you will ride with me she said almost like an order. She knew it was no use arguing so she opened the door sliding in. I love it Kelly said as the soft leather caressed her thigh as she moved this must cost a fortune she said as Joan slipped in behind the wheel. It is one of the pleasures I feel is worth the price Joan said, I had it ordered special just for me. Kelly was impressed to, it had everything even a convertible top, Kelly asked if she would put the top down and that she loved the wind blowing in her hair. Joan smiled saying when we leave the bar I will is that all right, yes that would be great thank you. Joan turned the key and the engine roared to life and she found reverse backing out while Kelly was still looking around this great sports car. Tires squealed as she sped away and it didn't take but a few minutes to reach their destination and find a parking space. Joan lead Kelly to the door and opened it for her, it was a plush place with lots of people inside and wasn't the kind of place she was use to going to. They found a booth in the back and Joan told Kelly to sit down and she would get the drinks. She watch Joan walk away almost finding herself in a trance as she watched her hips gracefully sway as she walked. It didn't take long before she was back with the drinks in hand, Joan smiled as she told her bottoms up. They both drained their glasses and another round was ordered before Kelly could stop her. They chatted while they drank the second then the third drink, Kelly wasn't use to drinking so she felt the effects real quick. After the fourth drink Kelly asked where the girl's room was, Joan said I'll show you, you may need some help finding it and I need to go also. When they returned to the booth another round awaited them. I need to go after this one Kelly said as she slipped into the booth. Joan asked are you all right to drive? Kelly knew she shouldn't drive and said I don't think so but I can get a cab, Joan said no way I'll drive you home its on my way so that's settled and anyway you wanted to feel the wind in your hair right. Yeah you're right I do love your car. Kelly drank her drink slowly hopping she would be able to walk after all the liquor she had consumed. Well lets ride Joan said as she pulled Kelly by the hand leading her out of the bar, she felt strange being lead by her and she enjoyed the feeling of her soft skin against hers. The night air brushed against her face bringing her senses to life as they headed for the car still hand in hand. It took just a flip of a switch to lower the top and away they went. Kelly loved it as the night air caressed her face and her hair blew as Joan shifted the gears weaving in and out of slower traffic. Kelly told her where she lived and Joan ignored her as she drove past her street and kept driving. That's my street back there she said Joan smiled and said I have to show you something before I take you home. It was just a few miles when she whipped the car into a garage at a large Condo complex and told Kelly to follow her. Joan unlocked the door stepped aside and allowed her to enter the most beautiful place she had ever seen. Its perfect Kelly said as she strolled through the Condo, I would love a place like this, she was beside herself as she looked around with envy. Joan made them a drink, do you want the grand tour my dear she said with a giggle, yes I do Kelly said before sipping from her glass. Each room was better than the last, Kelly couldn't believe it was so beautiful and couldn't wait to see what was next. The last door was her bedroom and it was done in the most sensual décor Kelly had ever seen. Oh my God she said as they entered, I have never dreamed a bedroom could be this, I mean, I don't know what I mean she giggled. How did you ever come up with this, I feel like I'm in paradise, its so sensual and sexy. Joan took her hand leading her to the master bathroom, if you like this you will love this as she opened the door to a whirlpool bath and all the amenities a woman would ever need. Kelly stood in silence as she dreamed of one day owning such a home, she didn't even notice Joan's arms around her waist and when her lips kissed her neck from behind she jumped back to reality. Kelly turned quickly to protest what Joan had done but before a word could leave her lips Joan kissed her passionately. Kelly tried to speak but Joan's tongue slipped into her mouth and started darting around and her hands held Kelly tightly. She hadn't ever been kissed so passionately in her life, her mind went blank as her own passion began to take control. Kelly returned the kiss with as much passion as she could as Joan's fingers traced along her bare shoulders and down the front of her blouse. She didn't resist as the buttons opened exposing her black lace bra and Joan's hands caressed her soft breast as the kiss ended. Joan stepped back with a smile and a look of lust, now that wasn't so bad was it she asked as she unhooked the front clasp of Kelly's bra and opened it to free her breast. Her nipples stood erect, she had beautiful nipples and breast that turned up just right. Joan's finger touched her nipple, tracing it with her fingertip as their eyes searched each other's. Kelly felt the wetness form between her legs as Joan's knowing caresses excited her body while her mind wondered what was next. Should she leave, just walk out, what about her job, and could she face Joan tomorrow at work if she left? It was then that she gave in completely to Joan's touch as their lips touched again in passion. Time to Play Meya was in the kitchen, gloriously naked bar a white apron and leaning heavily over the table, working to pull herself back together in order to make another trip to bring the last of their breakfast to the table. Keane, seated at the table and reading the newspaper, looked up at her with a wicked grin. "All right, sexy Minx?" There was a slight dampness to her face with a blush to match. She raised her eyes and knew he was thrilled to see her visible struggle with where his morning erotic adventures was leading her. "Please..." She whispered with a faint smile on her face, ready to plead her case for satisfaction. "Soon, very soon. But lets eat breakfast first, we will need the energy later." And, with that he gave her naked backside cheek a playful slap bringing a moan from her lips. "Oh, you do not know what you are creating here." And, with a firming of her shoulders, moved stiffly to finish setting the table. With the last load set on the table, Meya sat herself across from Keane and poured them both a cup of hot peppermint tea. After taking a bite of her omelette, she looked across the table to see if the screen was facing her way as well, instead she caught his eyes. With a squirm in her chair to ease the continuous pulsing in her pussy, Meya raised a patient eyebrow in question to his steady gaze. "Little One, haven't you forgotten something?" He asked calmly but with a firm tone behind his words that had her dashing a quick look across the table. Not seeing anything missing she looked back at him. "The apron is lovely but is blocking my view of your tits." "Ahhh. Ooops, I forgot." She offered with a slight giggle, gently stood and moved around the table for his help. Standing straight in front of Keane, she lifted her currently linked faux fur bracelets as an excuse and asked, "Will you help me?" With his affirmative nod, she turned around and offered the bow in the back holding the apron closed. After untying the bow, he stood up to lift the apron from around her neck. He reached around her waist and gently pulled her close and leaned over further to drape her apron over the abandoned chair. The feel of his bulging prick thrusting against her naked backside was wonderful. Add in the roughened fabric of his black leather pants was close to sensual overload. Meya thought he always looked handsome, naked or clothed. But when they played "Master" and he only wore these pants that clung lovingly to every inch from low, seriously low on his hips down to the top of his feet, she found him incredibly irresistible. When he straightened back up, he moved both hands to her hips and gentle stroked her hipbones. "Sit on my lap so I may feed you." Keane sat back on his chair and brought her with him. He gently sat her down across his lap so his arm reached behind her and held at her hip. She couldn't hold back a wiggle that both his pants and the set of special chain-linked metal spheres he had placed inside her earlier and had advanced beyond the rubbing the legs together stage. With her arms clasped in front of her, her bodacious breasts were pressed close together. Meya knew it was quite a sight for him to see but for her it was just one more thing that was thrusting her up the ladder toward climax. She honestly didn't know how she was going to be able to make it through today. "Open wide my little Minx." As he fed her breakfast, Keane reflected on how much he enjoyed every moment of days like this one where they just immersed themselves in each other and played erotic games. Master being his favorite mainly because he sat back and watched Meya in a constant state of arousal for the entire time. It had started first thing upon waking when she opened to her eyes to find him between her legs. He was thrusting his tongue deep inside her pussy, then pumping it in and out before dragging out some of her juice and going up to softly nibble on her clit and around the lips before starting all over again. When he noticed she was starting to bump back up against his face with more energy, he stopped. Keane had thought ahead and had placed the erotic toy under his stomach whilst he had been sipping on Meya so they would be warm when he placed them inside her. Upon placing them in his sexy lover, she softly giggled, knowing this was the start of a masterful day and that she would spend most of it in some sort of sexual situation. He knew the spheres drove her to distraction and frustrated her for want of more. The delicate chain that attached the two metal spheres together also had a remainder length that dripped down from her pussy to mid-thigh. The chain slapped gently at her thighs when she walked and glistened with her desire. "You are so good, so for a treat, go to the bedroom and bring back your new jewelry set." He knew her body had somewhat calmed down by being able to concentrate on eating and the walk there and back would send her right back to the edge and he was looking forward to seeing those hips shimmy some more. He helped her stand and again gave a ass cheek a light tap, just enough to set the spheres knocking against each other and her pussy walls. After hearing her gasp followed by a quiet groan, Keane sat back to enjoy the view. Before she disappeared around the corner she looked back over her shoulder and threw him a soft doe-eyed smile. With a breathless tone Meya offered a "Yes, Master," before continuing on toward their bedroom. On what he figured was her return trip, Keane heard some moaning from about midway down the hallway. He got up to peer around the corner and found her leaning back against the wall with her furred bracelets rubbing against her mound and what looked like one hand cupping her pussy. On her next moan, he moved out from the kitchen and made his way to her side. "Do you need some help little one?" "Please, Master, please fuck me. I keep having these orgasms but they are not enough...not nearly enough. I need you, Master. I need you to fuck me." During this plea, Meya had managed to wrap herself around Keane. Clasped hands now resting behind his neck allowing her fingers dancing through his hair and her legs, her legs were everywhere. They were entwined with his; one was up high around his thigh the other solid between his on tippy-toes, so that she could bump her mound against his leg while rubbing her breasts back and forth across his chest. Her chain slapped at them both each time she moved against his body. "Soon, but first I want to put on your new jewelry." Untangling himself from her affectionate limbs, and upon offering his arm as if a courtier from times gone, asked politely, "Shall we move to the living room?" Groaning, she acknowledged the distance to walk, accepted his arm with a graceful nod of her head. There was one moment that they stopped for her to rest her other hand against the wall as another bout of orgasms rushed through her body. Keane noticed she couldn't stop the small humps her hips made, which unfortunately for her sent the spheres again bouncing around and keeping her in a fairly steady and intense state of arousal. Once she was resting on the couch, he moved to kneel on the floor between her knees. Gently spreading her legs further so he could enjoy her weeping opening while he adorned her beautiful body with precious jewels. "Minx, I enjoy seeing your thighs wet, whether with your come or mine. Dripping with pleasure looks very sexy on you. You are flushed and damp all over, but especially here where your cunt is open and begging for my cock to fill it." The jewels were on and Keane couldn't resist picking up the clit jewels to let them gently fall before he grasped the spheres chain to tug them free from her cunt. Once they were out he stroked her stomach in a soothing motion. He caught her eyes with his so she could see him suck up the loose chain before placing the metal set in his mouth to better savor her flavors. Seeing her eyes flare gave him a wicked thrill. He knew his dirty words and actions further enflamed his gentle Meya's libido but he was at his raunchiest when they played Master. He could tell she was feeling confident that the jewelry was going to be easier to handle than the spheres - Keane had a feeling they wouldn't but didn't tell her that. He took the metal toys from his mouth and set them aside. "Shall we?" Again he offered his arm to steady her progress, although he could clearly see her confusion as to what was to happen next he did not let her in on what he had planned. "You always look sexy but right now I am personally having a hard time not fucking you here in the hallway. I can smell come on you and I can tell you that my cock is very hungry indeed. How are you feeling now?" "Hungry, Master. Hungry for your cock so I can lavish attention on it with my mouth, my hands, my pussy so I can drink your come and bathe in it. Starved, Master, starved for you is how I feel." "Well, well, well. That certainly says quite a bit and...sorry, what was that moan for baby?" "Master, the jewelry..." "Yes, they look lovely on you." "Master, they...they are whipping me." "Does that hurt you?" He asked after bringing her to an abrupt stop. "Nooo, but they are...are whipping m-my pussy and b-breasts. And the pinch, oh Master, the pinch." "Yes, they certainly are pinching and whipping. Look at that, it is an intoxicating sight to see. Your tits have these strands of jewels dancing every which way. Your nipples are so hard and standing firmly erect. I also am hungry. I look at these bodacious breasts and feel the need to make them dance, to gnaw, nibble and take a nip here and there. And your cunt, look at it leaving your thighs wet for me - it needs me to lick up every drop before fucking my cock into your depths so I am knocking on your throat for entrance." Keane could hear her heavy breathing and knew it was time to push her to the next level of this game. The third bedroom, which is the furthest room from the master bedroom, and one that Meya rarely went into as it had been empty except for a bed. But they agreed he could do whatever he wanted with the room and had been working on it for some time. Now it was finished and dressed for the ravishment of his lover. This room was designed for pleasure. These walls were entirely covered in mirrors, as was the ceiling. Behind all the mirrors, ceiling, floors and walls, were multitudes of mini cameras so he could tape their encounters. He has routed the cameras to stream onto a computer housed in their office and will save various encounters from this room for them both to enjoy. The bed was high, high enough for him fuck Meya without being limited to being on the bed itself. It was covered with a low pile faux fur in an intense ink black with matching bolsters and pillows tossed around without pattern. At four places on the bed were long ropes of the same black furred fabric, those he added to either restrain Meya or for her to hold onto. There were drawers in the bed that held space for toys and a hook in one corner for a swing he had heard about but had yet to acquire. Meya had yet to notice where they were, she was still in the throes of the "gentle whipping" aftermath. For the debut of the room, Keane pulled a blindfold from off the doorknob and tied it behind her head, which brought about a gasp. Reaching up with her still bound hands she touched it gently. He turned her around so she now faced the doorway and turned the knob, pushing the door open. "Master?" "It is all right Minx, I will never let anything bad happen to you." With that he gently nudged her forward and closed the door behind them. The quiet click registered with her and, even with his hands on her shoulders, she was stiff. "Shhh, breathe, it is all right, I am right here with you." Keane reached down, moved her bound hands over his head and reached down to gently heft the weight of a breast in each hand. Pressed firmly and comfortingly against her back and with his rigid cock firmly thrust against her backside, he set about soothing her fears. "Are you ready to see my surprise for you?" "Y-yes, Master." Not willing to let go of her breasts, Keane used his teeth to pull the blindfold off. Meya blinked her eyes; this was not what she had been expecting - although she admitted to not knowing if she expected anything. The room was simply wicked and sexy, and spoke volumes of Keane's erotic fantasies, which were so often in sync with her own. Seeing various angles of their clinched bodies reflected back for her to view was one of the most erotic sights she knew she would ever view. The only piece of furniture in the room bellowed with his sensual touch and the mirrored surfaces roared loudly with his need to watch her enjoy the pleasure he gave her. It also spoke of how he felt about them as a couple. It was all about them, with no one and nothing else to enter the equation. They lived for each other's love, happiness, health and pleasures. But most of all, she knew his biggest fear in life was to loose that which he held dearest - her. "Well, Stud, I am feeling beyond naughty just standing here. You had better get me off and soon if I am to survive the erotic vibes radiating around this room." Keane's answer was delivered with a chuckle and gently squeezed the breast in each hand before lifting them up and letting them fall down naturally, setting off the strands of jewels again. As he smoothed his hands down her soft belly to grasp hold of her hips, he started rocking her back and forth against his hard-on, just enough to start all the jewels whipping. Leading Meya down a sensual path toward another rung up toward a mind busting orgasm. Her moans came from deep within herself, but did not satisfy her, they merely left her wanting more. "Does my little Minx need to climax?" He asked whilst rocking her back and forth, occasionally thrusting his rigid cock against her lovely buttocks. Meya loved this Master game of theirs. She was a shy but comfortable and confident woman and once the moment because sexual and Keane called all the shots and gave her many pleasures was also very freeing. She knew that one of his biggest turn-ons was seeing her pleasure rise. "Yes, Master, yes." "First, I would like to enjoy this incredible sight before me. Walk for me baby, walk around and get to know the room." He lifted her arms from around his head, took off the linked bracelets she wore, dropped them on the floor and stepped back from her. With legs casually crossed at the ankles and his arms folded over his chest, Keane leaned back against the door, ready to enjoy her. Because of his casual stance, except for his raging hard-on, Meya decided to knock him down a peg or two and work him into a frenzied frame of mind. "Yes, Master," she purred. She walked slowly, with a rolling hip movement that drove her nuts, to the bed and rubbed a hand along the soft, sensual fabric. As she walked around the bed, dragging her fingers along beside her, picking up or stroking a pillow here and there, only to pause when she found the first of the four attached roped fabric. With an eyebrow raised she held it up and faced Keane. "What is this?" When he didn't immediately answer her, she looked again at what she held. Holding a section of the rope, cupping its thick solid width and rubbing it firmly down to the end, Meya watched him closely from beneath lowered lids. She stroked the roped fabric as if it were his cock but still had no idea why it was attached to their playroom's bed. Having still had no answer from him she started to rub the end down her body and was inspired when she saw his eyes flare open. Taking the firm rope and lightly tapping her breast caused her to groan softly and her eyes to drift further to close. "Is this what it is for, Master?" "No, but it is an inspired idea. Thank you." His voice was low and rough. She knew the gruffness was from pleasure and enjoyed her small victory. Striving for more led to Meya tapping her other breast and then turned so he could see and tapped a bottom cheek. She continued around the bed picking up some pillows and stroking others. She walked to the wall opposite Keane and looked to her right where she could see him reflected beside her. With her legs braced apart and back a few feet back from the wall so she was braced on her hands, Meya set out to wreck some havoc on her cool Master, and bent over fully at her waist. With her breasts hanging down, she worked the mirrored wall and floor by squatting down, shaking her chest, raising back up and letting loose a hip shaking shimmy before doing it all again. She worked to entice the reflective image of Keane to move. With a quick move he stepped away from the door and with his hands on his hips and legs braced as if onboard the deck of a rolling ship, he started to let loose the words that he knew would send her over the edge. "That's it sexy Minx, work that mirror. Are you turning yourself on as much as me? Do you see how fucking sexy you look? Look at your cunt all open and dripping, being whipped into a frantic state by your own movements." "Oh, Master, please..." "Ah, baby," he soothed as he walked towards her quivering body. He could tell she needed to climax before she could reach for the next level that hung above their heads waiting to be grasped. Putting his arms around her waist he pulled her up to rest against his own strength. From behind he thrust a thigh between her thighs and rubbed his covered limb gently back and forth. He took a deep breath to steady himself and ended up inhaling her special eloquent blend of aromas. "You smell of desire, can you smell your desire?" Keane stepped them slightly closer to the mirror and watched as her eyes caught his in the mirror, watched as she took a breath and nodded her assent to his query - he knew she could smell herself as it was a scent that was screaming for satisfaction. She had turned him on with her little impromptu seduction. He was full of purpose, pride and the need to please and be pleased. "Master, may I come?" With her arm braced against the mirrored wall and his leg sending her clit into another world it was a forgone conclusion. "Play with your tits Minx, and I'll fuck you against my leg. When I say come you may." Once Meya had her breasts in hand Keane firmed his grasp on her hips and rubbed her pussy over his roughened leg. Quickening the pace had her unable to do more than hold her breasts firmly whilst being whipped by her jewels. "That is it, moan to your hearts content. I know you love this, look at the juices you are leaving on my leg. See how it glistens with your desire?" When he saw her eyes flare at the moist trail she was leaving on his leg he knew he had her. He could only wickedly grin when, upon seeing lust and love reflect back at her, she defiantly released her breasts so they danced wildly to the rhythm he set. Meya reached behind her to grasp hold of his ass and held on. "Shit." Her breasts caught his eyes and he could think of nothing beyond getting he hands and mouth on them, to soothe the loving beating they were taking. "Come!" Screaming out her pleasure, he waited for her to return to some type of control. "Come, to the bed." He sent her ahead of him with a gentle tap to her butt cheek. "Let's see what we can do about striving further for satisfaction." Watching her walk toward the bed with soft hip swaying movements was enticing, seeing her luscious figure kneel while facing him was erotic. But when she slowly laid her pale beautifully bare figure back amongst the black of the bed had him stripping his pants off with all speed to join her. Time to Play "My sexy Minx you are so fucking hot. My rock hard cock follows your every movement and weeps for your attention." Standing next to the bed he reached over to gently kiss her, with time it ends in full tongues thrust against each other. As he knew she would, Meya slowly became the aggressor, rolled over and rose again to her knees. Reaching up and linking her hands behind his neck, she tapped his chest with her passion swollen breasts, trying to tempt him onto the bed with her. "Baby, you are so tempting. On your hands and knees...spread them wide, wider, there we go, there it is, your pretty pussy in the mirrors...now suck my cock while I watch you cunt drip for me. Pulse and beg for me." He didn't allow her to use her hands to limit the depth he sunk so Meya had to work her mouth on and off his rod. Keane held his cock so it was a steady pole for her to suckle. "That's it, keep sucking. Ah, fuck that is good. Take more, take more of my big rod. I know, I know, you fucking love swallowing my cock, don't you? Oh yeah, feel my balls bounce against your chin, fuck that is good. Keep sucking, as much as you can, take as much as you can - fucking beautiful, just fucking perfect!" As he worked to keep from thrusting his hips against her, he kept a firm hold on his prick and one tangled in her hair. Her little mewling noises were sending shivers up his legs and down through his cock, eager to come in her hot moist depth...but not yet. "You hungry for my come, baby, is that what you are begging from me?" As he spoke, Keane took his hand from his cock, reached down and pulled up one of the fabric ropes. With one hand now cradling the back of her head, encouraging her sucking motion, the other hand let the rope fall landing with a thud on her butt. Her gasp brought an abrupt end to the blow job and she looked up at him to softly request, "Please, Master, again." He backed up and enjoyed the sight before him. "In a moment, Minx. First, lean on your forearms and clasp your hands together." He wrapped one of the ropes around both hands giving her part to hold onto with her hands. Keane then went to the foot of the bed and wrapped each ankle with a rope. Meya was held firmly on her knees and forearms with her luscious ass and a hint of her slit swaying in the air. All without being tied down, allowing her a range of movement. "There, how do you like how I thought the ropes should be used?" "No complaints, Master." "Are you still hungry?" "Yes, Master, yes, I am very hungry for your cock and...and whatever else you may want to give me." "Lovely. My sexy baby girl is eager for some more of my big cock, beautiful. Well, lets see what we can do about that. But first, let's make sure your tits are not feeling neglected." Reaching for a small sized bolster, Keane placed it under her ribs but it kept her breasts off the bed and allowed for easy movement so as she moved both her breasts and clit jewelry were free to whip softly. "There we go, everything seems to be all set here." And with a last gentle tug to her dangling jewels, Keane stood up and moved forward so his cock was close to her mouth but she would have to lean forward in order to suck on him. Meya moved forward to taunt him a little with long sweeping licks up and around his pulsing length. He loved watching her and this was quite a view, but shortly he called her back to her task with a firm hand to the back of her head. "Suck my cock. Suck it hard, and I'll reward you greatly." What Keane saw in the mirror before him, although he didn't think it possible, hardened him further. He could see the clit ring dangling from an engorged nub with weight and then it swings up and swipes at her pussy opening and lips in five different places. Her moans were continuous and rising in volume. That was fine with him. "Yeah, Minx, suck it, suck my big rod - swallow as much as you can handle." And then he let the fourth rope fall, landing with a soft and solid thud against her butt cheek. Again. Again it landed, each time leaving slight pink streaks across both cheeks. He could see her pussy lips pulse open, sure it was grasping for his cock. Her thighs were moist with her pleasure "Soon you will have something to fill that gloriously dripping cunt with." After a couple of well-placed swipes with the rope on Meya's ass crease, he personally couldn't take anymore and stepped back from the bed. "More please, more, Master. Please come back, I need you." Having finished unwrapping her feet at the end of the bed, he rolled Meya over onto her back and crawled in between her legs. Bringing her high onto his thighs, his elbows under her knees leaving her spread wide and in his control. "There we go, baby. Your cunt is wet and ready for me to fuck...are you ready to be fucked?" "Yes, yes, please fuck me hard - hard and fast!" As he teased the head of his cock into the mouth of her pussy he kept his eyes on hers. Then he taunted her by dragging his eyes up to the ceiling and waiting until her eyes caught his again, this time in the mirrored ceiling. "Watch us fuck, Minx." He then tugged on her hips firmly, pulling her firmly onto his hard cock. "Do you see, do you see my cock sinking into your sweet cunt? Oh, and when I do that, just that...see this sharp thrust, yeah, that sends your tits bouncing. Oh yeah, fucking beautiful!" "Master! Master!" Not able to hold his come for much longer, but knowing he needed Meya to orgasm before his own, brought him down on his forearms. Keane started a fast pounding rhythm that kept her breasts bouncing wildly against his chest. "Climax for me, come on my cock - let me feel you cunt grasping to hold me firmly inside you so I can shoot my come deep inside you." He leaned down to kiss her. Keane found her moans so intoxicating he needed to taste them, feel them reverberate throughout his mind and body. As he leaned up to catch a breath he looked down just in time to catch her eyes going blank as she sank deep into a full body climax. Keane's followed swiftly behind. Feeling her pussy grasp and cling to his shafting cock was awe-inspiring, add in her breasts bouncing against his chest brought come up from his toes, fingertips, every extremity was effected. Reaching a hand above them he unwrapped the rope from Meya's wrists. The hands promptly came up and grasped his head, bringing it down for a deep, soul-searching kiss. "Keane, that was so intense - I love it when we make time to play." Grinning with pride he gave her what she wanted to hear most. "The day has only just begun my sexy Minx." Time to Play Laying on the couch with Adrian I feel completely comfortable and relaxed. Our relationship is one of trust and fun as well as love. Love that has kept us happily married for fifteen miraculous year. Looking at the commercials roll across the screen after watching a movie, I smile and break the silence in the room. "Up for some fun?" As I look up at him he smiles at me, "Of course." He runs his fingers through my hair and pulls me up to meet his lips in a gentle kiss that makes me tingle all over. The scent of his cologne mixed with the taste of chocolate on his lips from the candy we ate earlier makes me smile. "What do you feel like tonight? Are you feeling naughty?" I smile. His eyes twinkling, knowing full well what I'm asking, "Would you like to be tied helpless to the bed." He whispers in my ear. "Helpless and vulnerable to anything I can think of doing?" I feel his hands tighten in my hair, just waiting for my answer. I think he's feeling a bit dominate tonight and I'm happy for that. "Yes Please." Is all I can get out as I'm so excited my voice squeaks with desire. I can see he is as excited as I am, we love to play these games. We often tie each other up and 'play' games with each others mind. I have a feeling I'm in for a real treat tonight. We always play to pleasure and not to hurt. He takes my hand, leading me to the bedroom. I can't help but smile as we walk inside and he closes the door behind us. He sits on the bed and I know what he wants me to do, but I push it making him tell me what he wants. "You know what to do, my dear." He tell me. I smile as I slowly take my clothes off, as he watches me from where he's sitting. As the last article of clothing comes off, he gets up and goes to the dresser drawer where our 'toys' are. Adrian pulls out an assortment of vibrators, the blind fold, gag and restraints. I watch as he sets up the restraints and slowly walks back towards me. My nipples are hard form the cool air in the room and he doesn't miss and chance to pluck one and then the other, making me gasp. He laughs softly as I make little straining noises as he continues to gently pinch one nipple then the other, knowing full well how much I like it. "Lay on the bed, sweetheart. Hands over your head." He says to me. I smile and slowly walk to the bed and lay down on the cool sheets. My body trembling with excitement as Adrian ties each wrist securely to the headboard above me, then ties each ankle to opposite ends of the frame at the other end. I am now spread eagle on the bed as he stands and admires his work. My breathing is shallow, I lick my lips as I watch him slowly discard his clothes. I look down to see his 9" cock already hard and I can't wait to feel him inside me. I can feel my juices running down the crack of my ass as he stands there looking at me. Adrian picks up the blind fold and gag and turns towards me, I know what comes next. He makes sure my head is in the middle of the pillow so I'm comfortable and then slides the blind fold over my eyes. I then feel the red ball gag against my mouth and open for him. Trusting that he would never do anything to me that I didn't want. I feel even more vulnerable now, but so excited. I jump as I hear a buzz right next to my ear. I hear him giggle softly and know what he's about to do. Just as I think I'm ready for the vibrator I feel his fingers parting my wet folds and the gentle caress of his lips. I sigh through the gag and then gasp as he switches the vibrator on high and holds it right on my clit. I can't move and it's driving me crazy, I want him to move it around a little bit, but it doesn't matter. In a matter of moments I'm going to have my first orgasm whether he tries to make it happen or now. I know he's watching me as I feel the first spasms of pleasure, my body thrashes against the restraints as my orgasm washes over me. As I come down my clit gets very sensitive and I try to tell him to take the vibrator away, but the gag stops me and he softly laughs. I feel the vibrator turn down to low but it's still driving me crazy. He finally removes the vibrator form my clit and I feel him move from the bed, then feel the gag removed from my mouth, but replaced with something else. Adrain wants me to lick his thick cock. I say lick because I've never been able to take his entire length into my throat, but that never seems to bother him. I lift my head a little to brush my tongue over the tip of his cock and smile as I hear a throaty moan come from him. "Yeah baby, suck on the head a little." I hear him say. I aim to please and put his entire cock head in my mouth, his hips thrust just a little as I suck on his cock. I feel him pinching my nipples as I let my tongue slide around his cock and he thrusts in and out of my mouth a few inches at a time. Never enough to make me gag. We've done this so many times he knows exactly how much of his cock to feed me and I know exactly how to lick and suck him to give him as much pleasure as possible. My lips glide over the top of his cock as he slides in and out of my mouth. My tongue presses against the underside of his cock as I nibble the head and suck harder. He decides he's had enough of that and has to have my wet waiting pussy and moves. But before he does that he wants to make sure I have a little more fun. Adrian gets the small vibrating butt plug and lubes it up really well and comes back over to me. I can feel him untying my feet and think he's about to fuck me, but them I feel him throw my legs over his shoulders and his lips on my clit. I moan loudly as he sucks on my clit and fingers my pussy. "Please babe, I need you inside me." I plead. He softly laughs, "Soon, my sweet. Very soon." He tells me as I feel the tip of the butt plug against my ass and he turns it on. "Ohhh, yes honey. Yesss." I moan, knowing how much pleasure I'll have in a few minutes. He smiles as he goes back to licking my clit and eases the butt plug into my ass. Just a little at a time, letting me get used to it slowly so I feel no pain. "How does that feel, sweetheart?" He asks, knowing full well I'm in heaven. "Mmmmmm, Oh honey, please fuck me now. I need to feel you." I softly tell him. I hear him laugh but he moves and thrusts himself inside me. Then thrusts again and again, harder and harder still. The pleasure is so overwhelming I nearly pass out when my orgasm explodes with no warning. "Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohh..fuck me faster,, ohh ohh." I scream in little breaths as he fucks me right through my orgasm. The vibrations from the butt plug making my orgasm even more intense. Adrian picks up one of the other vibrators laying on the side of the bed and holds it on my clit as he fucks me harder and faster still. He knows he isn't going to be able to last much longer and wants me to have another orgasm. My body shutters, my moans coming louder and louder letting him know I am close. My eyes close tightly as I feel another orgasm wash over me at the same time his cock swells even more, he feels that tell tale sign of impending explosion and grunts loudly as the cum erupts from his throbbing cock, flooding my already soaking pussy. We're both breathing hard as he falls to my side and looks at me,smiling. "Damn babe, that was fantastic!" He says, as he leans over to kiss me gently. After a few moments we catch our breath and he unties me, we pull the covers up over us and go to sleep. Time to Relax Hello ~ I hope you are having a great day! This audio is just about relaxing (and getting off, of course). I hope that you enjoy it! Thank you so much for all your feedback, comments and 5 star ratings! You are truly wonderful! XXOO Angel * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (21 min/mp3) * * * * * Time to Relax Knowing you've been having a rough week and today being particularly difficult at work, I drop by your house for the first time, unannounced. You hear a rap on your door. Not expecting anyone, you take your time opening it. You are surprised to see me but not really pleasantly. "Hi handsome!" I say in a much too chipper tone after the day you've had and a huge smile that is eating away at your bad mood very so slightly. We stand there in silence for a moment, me giving you time to process as you are taking in the sight of me standing there, at your house! In short shorts, a tight tank top, which is hardly containing my breasts, and sandals, with my hair pulled up in a soft ponytail. "May I come in?" I ask after a moment, a wicked smile on my face. "What are you doing here?" you sound annoyed. "I know you've had a difficult day, I'm here to try to cheer you up, give me just a few minutes please." I almost beg. "I'm not in the mood to be cheered up." You sound even more annoyed. You look a me and I wonder if you are annoyed because of how I'm dressed but you finally relent and move aside allowing me to walk past you inside. I've imagined what your place looks like hundreds of times but actually being inside is different, intimate even. You motion for me to sit on the couch and you take your place in a nice overstuffed chair. Not in the mood for small talk your eyes go back to the TV show you were watching before I so rudely interrupted. Not wanting to upset you further I fix my eyes on the show but I can see you occasionally look over at me. We watch for several minutes, then, without your eyes leaving the screen you snap, "How is this suppose to cheer me up?" I give a small smile and ask, "Do you trust me?" You just look at me blankly. I hop up, point a finger at you to signal one moment and open the door again. I walk out and right back in and shutting the door behind me but this time I'm carrying a large padded square object. "What is that?" you ask. I chuckle but don't respond. Instead I bring it to the center of the room, unlatch two snaps securing it, unfold and set up a mobile massage table. You laugh but there is no humor in your voice. "Not happening!" "You've had a rough few days, you haven't been feeling well and I know your back hurts. Let me help you relax just a little. Now go strip down, put this towel around you," I toss you a large soft towel. "Then come in here and lay down under the sheet." You look as though you are about to protest but I give a stern look and point in the direction I assume is your bedroom and you go, mumbling under your breath all the way. As you are changing I get the table ready with fresh sheets, I turn on some soft music and dim the lights just as you walk out of the back room you changed in. You walk over to the table and look at me skeptically, I grin and turn around so you can climb under the sheet. "Uh ok" you say timidly. I turn around and walk to the head of the table. With your face down in the headrest all you can see are my now bare feet right below you. "I can't believe you are doing this. I can't believe I'm letting you do this!" you say just as I rub my fingers gently through your hair and down your neck. "Shh. I've wanted to do this for you for a long time. I'm in no way a professional but I can help you relax. Now just lay there and enjoy it." I say as I continue to rub my hands down your neck and over your tight shoulders. After several minutes I walk around to one side and start working your back. My chest inadvertently rub against your side as I reach for your entire back. You give a slight shutter but don't say anything, enjoying the occasional feeling of my breasts on your back. As I feel you start relaxing I move down your hamstring, purposely avoiding your bottom. After all, I am trying to act professional. I move my hands from your hamstring to the back of your knee and back up again. As I move your hand brushes against the top of my bare thigh. You pull your hand away as though you've been burned and I keep massaging, acting as though nothing happened. Curiously, you place your hand back on the edge of the table and again your fingers touch my bare thigh. I'm not oblivious to this at all. In fact every time your fingers touch me I shiver with excitement inside. I move lower, massaging your calf and foot, then walking all the way around the table to work on the other side. I start again at your back, working my way to your other hamstring. As I'd hoped your fingers are right on the edge, again touching my thigh with each pass. I can feel my skin burn with each touch and it's hard to concentrate. So I continue downward until I finish with a nice foot massage. Regaining my composure I say, "time to turn over". I lift the sheet so that I cannot see you. Even though I've imagined you naked a thousand times. 'Professional, act professional', I keep telling myself, 'this is just for you to relax'. I take a deep breath. I start again up at your head, massaging your scalp and slowly moving down to your shoulders and chest, never moving from my position above your head. This position allows my breasts to ever so slightly come into contact with your face. You freeze and stop breathing as I glide my breasts up and down your face, my hands up and down your chest. As I do it a second time you take a deep breath, enjoying the smell of my skin so near you. At that moment I notice your erection beginning to form through the sheet. I smile and slowly begin to massage your arms while still in the position above your head. After a few moments I move. This time, instead of working my way down your body, I go straight to your feet after your head, chest and arms. Starting with one foot I massage my way up your leg. Your hand is in position again to rub against my thigh. Though now you don't just move to slightly touch it, you actually slide your hand around it and cup my ass at the seam of my shorts, rubbing your thumb agains my skin. It takes all my strength to stay focused on my task while my entire body tingles with excitement. My hands are now moving higher and higher on you thigh, massaging and kneading it all over. One of my finger tips comes in soft contact with your sac under the sheet and you moan, "Mmm". I continue, getting closer and closer to your sac and your ever growing erection. Your hand continues to caress my leg and bottom, even playing with the seam of my shorts and sliding your hand in and out of it. You grab me hard the moment I cup your sac, still hidden from view by the sheet, and softly massage it with one hand while my other hand holds your thigh for stability. The air in the room has grown very hot or maybe I'm just on fire from your touch. We are both breathing a little harder and my heart is beating erratically. I remove my hand and walk back to your other foot and begin the same torturous treatment, working my way up your leg to your now full erection. For which I smile, taking a little pride, knowing I caused it. Your hand goes right up the seam of my shorts. You are excited to find I have nothing on under them and you begin rubbing all over my bare ass. "Do you mind if I move this sheet out of the way so I can see better what I'm working on?" I say just as I take your sac into my hand. I see the answer in your eyes and I realize this is the first time we've made eye contact since you laid down. The heat in your eyes makes me weak but I work on. I move the sheet completely off of you. One hand massaging your sac, the other hand teasingly massages all around the base of your shaft without touching it for a few moments as you lay there with your eyes now closed, still massaging my bottom. A little bead of precum has formed at the tip of your cock and it looks delicious. I can't help myself. I check to see that your eyes are still closed, bend down and lick the bead off. Your eyes pop open and your grip tightens. Our eyes meets as I take another taste and your fingers slide to the front of my slit. Rubbing, sliding right to my pussy hole. You begin fingering my tight wet hole. No more games, I grab your shaft and start pumping. I desperately need to taste more of you, all of you. My mouth covers your cover working up and down in time with my hand. I'm not soft or slow, I'm hungry and feasting on you! You move your now wet hand out of my shorts, up under my tank top to find and squeeze one of my tits. You are surprised to find I'm without a bra. 'How had you not noticed THAT' you wonder. Suddenly I stop. Take a step back, just out of your reach. "Is something wrong?" you ask. "Yes! These clothes are in the way." I say with a wicked smile. Then I pull my hair out of the ponytail, allowing my long brown hair to fall down my back, grab my tank top over my head and throw it. I take the top of my shorts and pull them down to the floor, kicking them away. I stand there a moment giving you time to take look at an unobstructed view of my naked body. Large tits with hardened aroused nipples and large areoles. Flat stomach with a little jewel pierced through my navel. My pussy completely shaved and glistening in the dim lights from my juices. I've waited for, wished for, fantasizes about this for a long time, I want to take it slow but I know I can't. I climb up onto the table and straddle you. You grab my thighs as I position myself right over your hard, precum soaked cock. I lower myself onto you, taking all of you into my tight, wetness. You grunt. "You feel so good, so wet!" Once you've completely filled me I place my hands on your chest, lean down and kiss you for the very first time. Tenderly at first and then with more passion as you kiss me back. We stay like that for a short time, enjoying the feel of each other's naked bodies against each other, kissing with passion neither of us expected. Then I start riding you. Up and down, grinding against you. It doesn't take long for my first orgasm to build and take over me. I let out a cry of pleasure and push down on you as far as I can and lay on your chest trying to catch my breath. You hold me tight but not wanting to cum yet yourself you stop all movement. With my legs already straddling you, you sit up, throw your legs off the table. You grab a handful of my hair, yanking my head back. You take one, then the other tit in your mouth sucking them hard. You kiss your way up my neck to my mouth as you stand up. I wrap my legs around you as you walk me over to the couch and lay me on my back. You slide out of me and kneel on the floor between my legs. "I'm more of a giver myself." you say as you lower your head and lick my slit. I buck my hips pushing your face into me further. You bring one hand up to my stomach extending your thumb to rub my clit. With your other hand you slide one, then two fingers into my dripping pussy. All while licking my slit, lapping at the juices. I'm gripping your hair with one hand and rubbing one breast with the other. My hips bucking toward you. My breathing erratic, as I moan loudly with pleasure. I scream out as I cum harder than I ever have. You slow everything down as I come down from my orgasm. You start placing kisses on my thighs and up my stomach. You take some time to pay attention to each of my breasts. Grabbing more than a handful. Licking and sucking on each nipple. You reach my neck. But before your lips meet mine I take the fingers you had inside of me to my mouth. While looking you in the eyes I clean them off with my tongue. Loving the taste of my juices on your hand. You kiss me hard and plunge into my even harder. We break our kiss as you start pounding me hard. You throw both my legs over your shoulders, grab my tits for support squeezing them hard and you drive into me so deep it takes my breath away. In and out you pound me. My hips bucking to meet you with each trust. "You feel so fucking good inside me!" My body begins to tense as another orgasm is about to take over me. I yell out at the same time you grunt loudly pushing hard into me one last time, flooding me with hot streams of cum. My walls flexing from my orgasm milk you inside of me. I lower my legs allowing you to collapse on top of me, enjoying the feel of your weight on top of me. We are both breathing hard, happily exhausted. You soften inside of me. As your now flaccid cock slips out of me you kiss me sweetly. I wrap my arms around you, kissing you back just as tenderly. I can feel your cum starting to ooze out of me. With your help, I slide out from under you. Leaving you to lay on your back on the couch. I grab the sheet to clean myself off with. I kneel in front of you to clean you off as well but not with the sheet. I bend over to lick and suck you clean. Loving the taste of our mixed juices. The smell of sex strong in the air. You pull me back onto the couch with you and we fall asleep there in each other's arms.