23 comments/ 24859 views/ 1 favorites Her Plan By: Zrnko_Pisku I have to admit that when my wife puts her mind to something she can really pull together an interesting plan. It all started when we were reminiscing about our younger days, how I could come once and then within a matter of a few minutes be ready to do it again. I happened to mention how much I liked slipping my cock into her pussy while it was still full of my cum. Our talk did work us up and within minutes she pushed me onto my back, straddled my face and took my cock into her mouth. It wasn't long before she was grinding her pussy onto my face moaning, "I'm coming, I'm coming." She then hungrily finished me off, holding the head of my cock in her mouth while I came. She swallowed greedily and then we went to sleep resting our heads on each other's thighs. When I awoke the next morning I thought about the talk we had and how it fired us up, but really didn't think any more about mentioning how I enjoyed fucking her pussy while it was already full of cum. Apparently my wife did make a note of it and then put some thought into it. It all came together on our anniversary when my wife told me that she would take care of all reservations and plans. I agreed, figuring it made it a lot easier for me not to have to worry about picking out a restaurant, making dinner reservations and so on. She had picked out one of our favorite restaurants and after the short drive from our house we settled in to a nice dinner, with a bottle of wine and a shared dessert. No candlelight and violins, but hey after twenty years of marriage we both recognize you don't need those things when you have each other. Anyway after dinner as we headed to the car she took my hand and pulled me away, leading me up the street to a nice downtown hotel. We walked into the lobby but instead of heading to the check in desk she had me sit down near the elevators. I watched as she stepped away, pulled out her cell phone and made a very short call. She then returned, grabbed my hand, led me into the elevator and pushed the button for the twelfth floor. When we reached the floor she took me to room twelve twenty five, slipped the card into the lock and opened the door. Once inside I immediately grabbed her and kissed her, running my hands over her ass, squeezing hard. Breaking off the kiss she said, "Just a moment, I have a surprise for you." "That's what I was counting on when you opened the door." "Slow down, I have something to do first. Now I want you to watch me... understanding I am fully clothed now. Right?" Intrigued, I nodded. "Promise me you won't say a word, you'll just watch." "Okay, okay," I replied, wondering what she had cooked up. She opened the door to the adjoining room. The second door into the other room was already open. She stepped into the adjoining room and waited until I moved to the doorway, "Now stand right there and watch... just watch." I stood at the door as she walked into the room over to a bed where a naked man, maybe mid-twentish was sitting. I started to move inside when I heard my wife say again, "Just watch." Feeling uneasy I 'just watched' as she went to the desk, grabbed a glass, unwrapped the clear plastic covering and then knelt down by the naked man. She took hold of his cock and began stroking. The man closed his eyes and leaned back, enjoying what my wife was doing to him. In just a short time he moaned, sat up and came, spurting his cum into the glass my wife held. After milking all of the cum from him, she stood up, thanked the man and then walked over to me saying, "Still completely clothed." She then walked back into the room and said, "Close the door and lock it." I followed her instructions as she placed the glass on the nightstand and undressed. I quickly pulled off my clothes and stepped over to her where she sat on the bed, opened her legs and asked, "Will you eat my pussy?" Wow, that was the first time she ever just right out and said something like that so I immediately knelt down and dove in, pushing my tongue into her, tasting her. As I moved up to her clit she moaned, "Put your fingers inside me." I slipped one finger into her and as she got wetter I slipped in as second and then a third. Still working my tongue on her clit I moved my fingers in and out of her. In just moments she came, falling back onto the bed and lifting her hips. I could feel her pussy pulsing around my fingers as I eased my head up and looked at the satisfied expression on her face. When I slipped my fingers out of her she immediately said, "Bring my bag over here, that pink one." "This one?" She nodded. I carried the bag over to her where she pulled out a short tube and reaching down she worked one end of it into her wet opening. When I looked at her she said, "Now pour that glass into the tube." I looked at the glass holding the copious amount of cum the naked man in the next room gave my wife and then looked back at her. She smiled slyly, "You said you wanted to fuck me with my pussy full of cum." "Ah... I did, but..." Damn, she wanted me to... to pour that guy's cum into her and then... I grabbed the glass, carefully poured it into the tube watching the white fluid flow down its length and seep into her pussy. When it was all gone I put the glass and the tube back on the nightstand and then looked at my wife. She smiled and said, "Now fuck my cum filled pussy. Fill me up some more." I practically dove on top of her where my cock slipped easily into her. Feeling the wet ooze I pushed myself all the way to the hilt and then listened to the slurping sound it made as I slowly withdrew and then pushed back into her. Each time I thrust I could feel more and more of the cum oozing out around my cock and flowing down over my balls. Damn, the feeling was incredible and just the thought of that cum soaking the both of us drove me wild. In no time I arched my back, shoved my cock in as deep as it would go and came adding my cum to her sopping pussy. I continued moving my cock in and out enjoying the wetness as the cum oozed out of her coating the both of us in our cum, hers, mine and the other man's. When my cock finally slipped out of her I rolled onto my back beside her. I reached down and held her hand saying, "Thank you. That was our best anniversary ever." Squeezing my hand she replied, "I'm glad you liked it." She went on to explain that the man in the next room was one of the bellmen whom she had given a very generous tip. Mentioning that she had considered simply having him jack off and simply give her the glass but thought maybe me watching her do it might make things that much more intense. "Do you mind that I did that instead of just..." I leaned over and kissed her, then said, "I was uncomfortable at first but it did turn me on watching you work his cock." I then reached over and ran my hand down between her legs, feeling the dampness. "There is one other thing I always fantasized about." "What's that?" I sat up and moved between her legs. Pushing them open with my hands I moved my head down and pushed my tongue into her. Working it in and out I savored the taste of our combined fluids until I lost count of how many times she came. Her Plan Falls Together She had been planning fulfilling her fantasy for months. Waiting for the right man, the right moment and today, a stroke of shear luck was making it possible. Working the morning shift at the hospital allowed her to get off work in the early afternoon. There was Curtis, the town mechanic, walking down the road with an empty water bottle in his hand, his truck on the side of the road not far behind him. He had run out of gas. She laughed, knowing it was an 8 mile walk to the nearest station and 3 miles to the nearest phone. He's so damn sexy, she thought. Today he wore a white t-shirt and form-fitting wranglers topped with a red ball cap with Tigers across it. Work boots, always, and a thick brown leather belt. She flew by him and turned off on a quite dirt road to her house. Anticipating what was to come, she nervously reached under her seat and felt the gun, right where she always carried it. Smooth, black steel, the grip fit so perfectly into her well-trained hand. Beside it she felt the ski mask she placed there only weeks before. She pulled them out from under her seat, then fished inside the ski mask and withdrew the handcuffs-bright, shinning, brand new cuffs from the army/navy surplus store-and the toboggan. The ace bandages in her glove compartment would protect his wrists, and the condoms in her purse would protect her. She left her car and hurried to the barn. She slipped off her dress and blouse and put on the overalls and flannel shirt that hung in the first stall. Then put on her boots in favor of her heels. She pulled back onto the highway in the truck no one knew she owned, bought from an auction out of state and hauled home in the early morning hours in the horse trailer.. She had never driven it before, and would haul it away and sell it tonight. Pedal to the metal, she raced back toward Curtis. What she saw when she got to him made her heart skip a beat. She pulled off the just in front of him and waited as he ran up to the passenger door to accept a ride. Cussing to himself, Curtis pulled off the road as his truck sputtered to a stop. He should have known better than to go off fishing when he was supposed to be working. He'd forgotten how far it was to the lake. Why the hell hadn't he gotten gas before he left town? Now he'd have to walk back to Ben's. No one would be by for hours on this road, not until quitting time. Grabbing his water bottle, he jumped out and locked the door. He'd barely gone a hundred yards when he saw the blue car zip past. Damn! He wished he had recognized it. Now, barely 30 mins later, someone else was gonna give him a ride. Today had to be his lucky day, a tourist in Freeport County. He changed his mind when he got to the door of the car and stuck his head in the open window. "Hey! Thanks bud..." "Get in." she said. He obeyed, seeing no escape as he looked down the barrel of the gun at a ski mask. She grabbed the ace bandages. "Turn towards the door and put your hands behind you." She methodically wrapped his wrists with the ace, then quickly snapped the handcuffs securely on him. She put the toboggan over his head and pulled it down over his eyes. "Now sit back and enjoy the ride." She spun the car around and headed toward south towards the spot she had chosen just for this. Curtis' heart raced as the woman drove him down one bumpy road after another. Where the hell were they going? Who the hell is she? The car suddenly stopped. She got out and went around to the passenger side of the car. Opening the door she said, "Get out." She pulled him over to the grassy bank and forced him to sit, then undid one hand cuff and forced him to lay down. Perfect! She thought was she re-cuffed him, this time his hands were around a pine tree. "Now just relax Curtis" she whispered into his ear. Holy shit! She knows me! he realized. He heard a sharp click and then he felt the cold steel blade of a very large knife as she cut off his new T-shirt. She smiled when he flinched as she cut off his shirt. She pulled it off him to reveal his muscular torso. Pulling all those wrenches had certainly made him a fine looking specimen. She leaned back on her knees and admired him. "You are one fine man." she told him. I don't believe it! He gulped. I'm about to be raped! He felt his manhood twitch involuntarily at the thought of being taken against his will. "So you figured it out I see," she said "or at least part of you has. Don't worry, your going to enjoy yourself." She ran her hands across his chest, lightly fingering his nipples that were now standing at attention. She kissed each nipple and ran her tongue over them. She licked and sucked her way from one to the other then traced his abs with her tongue. He struggled to free himself, but soon gave up when he felt her tongue on his nipple. My God that feels so good. She circled his belly button before tracing the trail of hairs down to the top button of his jeans. She sat up. No don't stop! Then he felt her cup him in her hands through his jeans. "You're awfully excited; you want to be dominated don't you?" she teased. "Go to hell!" he growled, but he hoped she would continue. She laughed, then undid his jeans' button and slowly unzipped them. She moved down and untied his boots and threw them to the side, then she worked his jeans down to reveal a pair of tighty whiteys with a very prominent peak followed by the most muscular legs she's ever seen anywhere but in a magazine. Minutes passed. Where is she? Dammit don't stop now! Drawing her gaze up and down him again, she slipped her fingers into the waist band of his underwear. Yes! She felt her panties dampen even more when she saw him in all his glory for the first time. Standing proudly up out from him, his cock strained, begging to be touched. "You still want me to go?" she asked. He refused to answer. "Ok then..." she stood and pretended to walk away. "NO! Please... don't go," he gave in. She grabbed a condom out of the car and turned to come back to him. Tearing it open, she placed it on the huge head of him. He must be 8 inches long! And so thick! Leaving the condom on top of him, she leaned down and began licking his shaft. She made her way down to his balls, giving each one her full attention for quite some time before making her way back up and rolling the condom down with her tongue. She stood and took off her clothes, she could smell her juices flowing, so could Curtis. Knowing she was soaked, and not wanting to wait any longer, she straddled him. Spreading her pussy lips with one hand, she slowly eased his head into herself. She stopped, damn he's huge! She allowed herself to get accustomed to his intruder. "Do you want it?" she teased again. "Please, please... I want to be fucked," he begged. "As... you... wish... " she said, sinking lower on him and pulling up with each word. She began riding his cock, she leaned forward and he felt her breasts on his chest. He moved with her, bending his knees to give himself leverage. He fucked her back as hard as he could. "Oh...oh... I'm...cumming..." she gasped. He grunted and shot his load just as she began shuddering from her climax. She collapsed on him. Regaining her senses, she removed him from her, then bent and kissed him deeply. "Thank you Curtis," she whispered, but he never heard her, he was spent and drifting off to sleep. She dressed and then undid his hand cuffs. She removed the ace wraps and folded his clothes neatly beside him. The sun highlighted every inch of him. Damn he's sexy! After a quick check to be sure she'd left nothing identifiable, she drove away, leaving him to find the highway. She knew he would find it, she could hear the cars speeding by, only a few hundred yards away. She drove home for a hot shower and clean clothes before she'd load the car up and head north to sell it. Her Plans He waited on the front steps for that woman he met in the café. She caught his eye and flashed him a quick wink across the room, hoping to instigate conversation. As the line went down, he was close enough that any words exchanged could be done so with a soft tone. In short time, they had exchanged numbers on each other's coffee lid. The remainder of the afternoon was spent trying to decide what to say, where to go...all the standard nervous reactions to a spur of the moment date. She wrote her name, the time and place to meet her later. Now that later was upon him, nerves were getting the best of him. Every stranger on the cobblestone walk could have been her. What if he did not recognize her again after all those hours? What if she just saw him again and kept walking? What if she were to stand him up? It was her idea to meet, so she probably would keep the date. Should I flirt back, or try to hold her hand or put an arm around her shoulders....what a wreck! She was not even there yet and the night was about to be planned out. She had plans of her own. She arrived at the precise moment inscribed on his lid. He happened to be ten minutes early making "on time" seem like an eternity away. Looking at her watch, she announced to him that they'd better hurry or they'd be late. She put out her hand and his raised to meet it. Leading him along, they hurried across the street and got on the bus. Several blocks later with minimal talking, they got off the bus and entered a somewhat fancy looking place. The front door was all glass with a beautifully carved wood frame. The interior was lavishly decorated with earthy items. Lots of granite, bamboo, muted colors, silks, and natural lighting accented the whole place. He felt weird at first, but realized she was at ease there and he should be too. He went with it. Comfortably familiar greetings were exchanged between her and the staff as they led the couple to a wide and longer than usual staircase. Once upstairs, a brief tour of the various rooms as well as how they were to order their lunch or snack or other beverages than the naturally infused orange water. With that, the hostess went downstairs and left them be. They walked around the upstairs again to acclimate themselves to the different settings available to them for the next couple hours. Although she had been there before, all the rooms were decorated somewhat differently than her last trip here. She had heard so much about all the new offerings and what could happen here. This man was particularly selected for her intentions today. With each room they entered came a scrutiny of him through her eyes. She watched his reaction or expression with each door they looked through. At the end of their repeat tour of the upstairs, he was leaving it up to her to select one. She chose the one that made him smile biggest. Then she watched his shoulders settle in a more relaxed spirit. The faint smell of burning candles was a nice touch and helped with the relaxation process too. What she hoped to do also happened to be what he was in the market for this afternoon. She could see it in his eyes. She seemed to know before he did that what he wanted was what she had in store for him. They entered the corner room with all the frosted windows. He stepped quietly into the room behind her. Smiles on each of them went ear to ear, and he nearly ran to the overstuffed chair in the corner by all the deep green plants. He almost smacked his leg on the glass top table in the center of the room, but was able to leap over the edge. She was amused and amazed that a man of his age could jump so high and react so fast. When he got there, she told him to take off his clothes and stay a while. He laughed and kicked off his shoes. She turned on a heel and went to the other side of the room to get the wine she ordered. After a couple glasses, she got out of the chair, leaving him to sit in it by himself again. She reached in her purse and took something out, but he could not see what it was. One more command for the night, she told him to remove all clothes from the lower half of his body. Adding in that it was alright if he wanted to remove all his clothes, but at a minimum, the pants and boxers had to go. Once he unbuttoned and unzipped them, she sat on the floor, grabbed the hem of his pants and yanked them so fast they caught wind as they were thrown over her head. Earlier, they both silently agreed that he was as relaxed as he could possibly be. As soon as he felt her hands cupped around his balls, they both felt that lingering, settling state of being. His mind was melting as the grip tightened. She sat on the floor in front of the chair, balancing her ass on her heels. He placed his drink on the armrest and positioned his hands on her ears. She took her hands and removed his from her body. Her hands constricted once again around his bag before introducing themselves to the base. His legs pushed forward so he could extend his lap and let her hands get deeper into her actions. Once the head turned that beautiful glowing purplish red tone, he held the outside of her hands and slapped her in the face with his engorged cock. At first she looked startled, but then her eyes asked for another. Happy to oblige, the striking and stroking continued. While he struck her, she made herself available, but as he took a few strokes, her face tipped down to moisten his balls. The coinciding actions got them both wet and ready for something more. She lifted her head to cock-head level and opened her mouth as if to say, "Please, put it here." He bent it her way to allow a little sucking, just to see what she'd do with it at that awkward angle. Into her mouth it went. She had to suck consistently so it would not escape her merlot colored lips. The long suck continued until she could raise herself off her heels and onto her knees. This is where the real maneuvering could begin. Keeping her face level with his groin, her eyes looked up at him across her brow and through her bangs. He gave her the biggest smile he could, considering she was making every muscle in his body work on another frequency which happened to be off. A few slow, deep, methodical head bobs later, she made a lame effort at pulling his pants back up over his knees so they could walk to the room at the other end of the hall. This room boasted more windows than the last room, but these opened a bit. The extra details made a difference too, like the tilting bed and adjustable lights and music. The music was important, even though he thought it was corny at first. She let him make all his comments, and then she instructed him to remove his pants. He listened well and she commended him before snapping her next command of lying on the bed. She tipped the head of the bed in a declining position. His cock was expected to defy gravity and entice her to play more. Just as the music was getting to him, she swallowed him whole. All those inches from the head disappeared over her lips while he watched in amazement that she did not gag yet. Just as he was feeling insulted or maybe inadequate, she moaned in such a sensual way that he knew she was enjoying him. Whatever feelings he was bouncing around were an immediate thing of the past. He settled a great deal, and her moaning picked up. Yes, she was thoroughly satisfied, and she showed it by humming in tune to the pre-selected tunes being piped in overhead. He was motionless. A few sounds of approval made their way across his tongue, but nothing audible. This was all the encouragement she needed. She bounced her head on his fat cock. Lifting his head to see what was causing the sensation he felt, he noticed that her head was only moving an inch or two. "What the hell is she doing?" he thought. No real and true blow job could possible be done with such little movement on her part. One more deep throated moan let him know she was in control. Her hand strapped beneath his sac and up to the base brought his balls right to her lip. Her other hand continued to slowly stroke him, but only at the very bottom. She held him like a cigar just where her lips landed as his cock was at a comfortable location in her throat. That little bobbing mixed with the fast short gentle stroking of his shaft gave him more sensations than he could process, so he gave up trying. Within seconds of releasing his mind to the feelings she was giving him, he was about to explode. She withdrew him one little bit at a time. Each half inch, she tightened her lips around him and inserted again. She'd let go of an inch and suck back a half. Squeezing with only her lips as she took him out, he squirmed in the bed, driving him wild. When she could get the whole width of her hand around him, she sucked hard and took her hand away. The sucking force brought him all the way back to her throat, she pounded it in a couple more times and waited for his first shot to hit her lips. AS it did, she licked it in such an erotic manner, he gave up even trying to hold back on this climax. With the second pulse, she grabbed him by the base and directed where the cum should go. A hot spray of the face felt deserving of another. She licked it from her lips, dabbed it from her chin with a fingertip before sucking it from there too. The rest of it demanded the teasing end and she swallowed his cock to be certain there was no more wasted in the fountain-like display of pleasure. He felt the angle of the bed shift as the motor brought him to a better angle to see her. The lace and silk bra was full of hardened nipples. Her skin was golden with the glow of the sun pushing through the frosted glass. Through the slightly cracked window, they listened to the noises outside and remembered they were not on that secluded island as their fantasy described. She helped him again with his pants, then put her soft pink sweater back on to conceal her own stimulated happiness. On the way out, she told the concierge to book her for next Wednesday as well. They left, she told him to meet her at the same café, where he would wait for her on the steps. Her Pleasure I smiled as you walked into the room. I stood up so I could bring you into my arms. You offered me your cheek to kiss but I wanted your lips. I turned you so I could get to your lips, lightly brushing them with my lips, softly kissing them and then touching them with my tongue. Your lips parting as you started to realize what I was offering, the desire for the pleasure that was mine to give to you. Your arms come up and around my neck as your breath starts to come a little quicker as I kiss you deeper, probing your mouth with my tongue. I ran the tip along your teeth until you closed your lips around my tongue to suck it deeper into your mouth. I allowed it to be pulled inward so I could wrestle with your tongue, rubbing it, sliding under it. You were breathing even heavier as I kept trying to tease your tongue into my mouth. You followed with just the tip, and then more until I could suck it into my mouth. I could feel you moan as I continued to wrestle with your tongue in my mouth. I start to rub your back, running my fingertips up and down your spine, feeling you arch into me. I make circles around your back, covering as much of your slim body as I can, feeling you practically purr into my mouth as we kiss. I get the bottom of your t-shirt in my fingers as I break away from our kiss. I pull it up and over your head before you can stop me, and then I pull you back to me to continue the kiss. My hands feel the heat from your bare back as you whimper into me, "I can't" as you seek out my mouth again. My left hand goes to the back of your jeans as you press against me. My right hand circles across your back till I get to the clasp of your bra. I press your pelvis into my thigh as I undo your bra. I push my leg in between your thighs as I bring my right hand around to your little titties. You must have missed me unfastening your bra so you jerk back a little when you feel me touch you, which is better for me to reach your nipples. They are already hard and begging for me to suck on them. I roll them in the palm of my hand feeling their heat as you moan my name into my mouth. "Please, oh god...." Your breath is coming harder and your hips are grinding into my leg. "Please, stop... Oh god..." I leave your mouth and go to the side of your neck. I kiss and nibble my way up to your earlobe. I whisper, "Are you sure you want me to stop?" "No... oh god...feels...so...good." I kiss back down your neck and then to your chest as I slowly sit down on the arm of the sofa. My mouth is at the right height for your nipples. You drop your hands to get rid of your bra, and then wrap your arms around my head to pull me tighter to your chest. You guide me back and forth between your nipples, wanting them both to get sucked. I oblige you while my hands move around your hips, rubbing your ass and down your thighs while suck on your titties. I can feel you wiggling as I rub and kiss you, so I slowly undo your jeans and work the zipper down. I push them down as I hear you moan, your head thrown back. As the jeans clear your hips, I can smell your excitement, which is the scent I love. I start rubbing all the bare skin in front of me, your hips, thighs and around your ass. I hook your thong and push it down to knees, where your jeans stopped. My left hand goes around behind you while my right goes between your legs. You moan as I brush my hand across your pussy. Your legs are getting shaky as I rub back and forth across your opening. Only my left hand around your ass and your arms clinging to my head, keep you from falling. I push a finger into your pussy and feel how wet you are, you are almost dripping from excitement. I bring my finger up to my mouth to taste you and then I turn and push you down on your back onto the sofa. I push your legs up in the air and put my face into your crotch, to see how wonderful your pussy smells up close. I can't stop myself as I lick you, tasting the your peppery juice. You want to fight what I'm doing, but your jeans and thong are in the way. But I know it feels so good to you, particularly as I rub your clit with my tongue. "OH... GOD... oh my god... ahh..." you moan as I push my finger back inside you as I slowly suck your clit into my mouth. "OH GOD YESS" as you cum on my face. I slow down a little to help you take off the rest of your clothes, and then I get back to eating your pussy. It is so wet and delicious as I push my tongue back inside. You moan my name as my nose tickles your clit. I know I'm where you really want me because of the pressure from your thighs and your feet pushing on my back. I take full advantage of all my "weapons", my tongue, my lips, my nose, my chin, and my beard to attack your pussy. I want you to surrender to me. I tug on your little thatch of hair with my lips to add a little pain to the pleasure. I even pull on your belly button ring. But the way you are moaning sounds like you are enjoying everything I am doing to you. I try to keep you guessing what I'm going to do next to you. Sometimes, I feel like I'm trying to push my whole face inside you as I get my tongue inside you. I can feel you quiver as I touch the walls, searching all around for any spot I haven't reached yet. I pull back a little to lick your slit, from your clit down to your asshole. You can't stay still as I ravish your cunt, trying to keep your orgasms flowing one into the next. You are shivering and shaking and squirming and twitching and sweating from everything I am doing to you. I stop licking your pussy to suck your lips into my mouth and then bite down on them. I pull at them with my teeth, stretching first one side then the other. You keep moaning and squirming, as I don't let up on you. When I suck your clit into my mouth and start humming, you really arch your back, screaming my name. You practically flood the sofa with your juices as you cum. I move my middle finger and slide it into your ass. With all your cum pooling right there, it slides right in, and the pleasure of it causes you to grab my hair to pull me harder into your cunt as you rocket off again. You are breathing so hard it sounds like you may pass out, but I don't stop. I love it when you are out of control, cumming on my face this hard. I slide my thumb into your pussy and try to touch it to my finger in your ass. My right hand slides up to pull on your nipples, but your hand is there already. You grip my wrist to pull me harder onto your tits. You are breathing so hard you can't talk. I can barely hear you whisper for me not to stop. You tell me that you love me, and then start babbling incoherently as I start thrusting into you with my thumb and finger banging hard into you. I bring my right hand back down and push my finger inside with my thumb, trying to find your G spot. I can tell I found it as you get very rigid, grunt twice, and then go completely limp. I realized that I made you cum so hard that you passed out. Grinning to myself, I wipe off my face and think about what I should do with you. I pick you up from the sofa and take you to my bed. Before I try to wake you up, I use my camera to take a couple pictures, so I will always remember this day. And so you can't deny that it ever happened... Her Pleasure I find you lying on the bed with Lucy, she's latched onto your right nipple and your body writhes with the pleasure. I kneel beside you and lick my lips not wanting to disturb your enjoyment. I watch as her hand moves slowly down your belly and simply lies on top of your mound, her fingers just lightly dancing over the lips. But even this stimulation is almost too much. Your body answers and I smell your musk even stronger now. Lucy moves up to your face and kisses you hungrily while two of her fingers slip between those outer folds and lay on either side of your clit. They move slowly, gently, one finger on either side. I move to watch as her fingers go deeper down and slip inside you. By the movement of her hands, her fingers have found your center core and are brushing and stroking your g-spot. "Yes," I hear you gasp and your hands flail as the pleasure hits you hard. Your hand accidentally hits my thigh and it begins to seek, trying to discover who it is kneeling there beside you. It basically flops upwards on my torso until it finds my breast. It is quite amusing to watch it slapping gently around like a blind woman trying to read a face, but soon you figure out it's me. With what appears to be a great amount of control, you push Lucy from your lips. I see then that she's enjoying herself as well, her eyes glazed over and her lips apparently tingling from the kiss you both have shared. Her fingers are inside you but apparently still because you grab my upper arm and pull me down for a deep kiss and it's during this kiss that i hear you say "Rose" and Lucy gasps. Now that you have used her trigger, her whole desire is to you and your wishes now. You push her down towards her fingers and pull me off your lips looking deep into my eyes. I lick my lips hoping for what is possibly to come. You smirk as you push my face to your left breast and I'm in heaven as I lap and suckle feeling your nipple grow hard in my mouth. I hear lapping coming from farther down your body and I feel your begin to writhe again. Small, quiet moans escape your throat. I double my effort and suckle harder, my hand crawling up your body to begin caressing and massaging the twin, then lightly pinching and rolling between my thumb and forefinger in a mimic of my mouth on the other. I realize dully that the lapping below has stopped and I'm the only one at the moment giving your body pleasure. Your body arches into me aching for more but I feel Lucy tap my leg. I look to her for a moment and she mouths the word "stop". With great effort, I watch her as I pant trying to stave off the need to return to your breast. Lucy begins to attack your pussy in earnest. I can see her hand pumping her fingers deep into you, her mouth clamped down around your clit and your body surging higher from the hips, bringing yourself up reaching for the pleasure. She brings you very, very close to the edge then abruptly stops. Her eyes bright, she holds her hand still inside you panting above the cleft of your legs and nods me back to my ministrations. I smile as I realize her idea. My mouth moves quickly to where my hand has been, latching on hard and fast to your that breast. My other hand finds the nipple my mouth had abandoned and attacks it with the same amount of fervor. I hear your gasp and your body begins to shudder, your groans grow louder, your body arching up from your shoulders now, urging me on. At a tap of my leg, I abruptly cease and hear satisfactorily the lapping begin again. Instead of abandoning your breasts altogether, I begin to lightly blow on the nipple that has just popped from my mouth, then move to wet the other and blow, changing sides from time to time. I hear you cry out, "Nooooooooooooooooooo," as the slurping below ceases once again. I look to Lucy and she winks lifting herself to show me her hand is barely moving. She's tapping your g-spot now and she's showing me the rhythm of it. I allow the rhythm to flow into my entire being and begin servicing your breasts once again, sucking on one and pulling on the other in direct counter point to Lucy's tap. I can barely keep my mouth or hand on you as your body struggles to crest the peak. Lucy doesn't relent but I'm finding myself hard-pressed to hold back. When I think I'm just going to die if I don't draw in more of you, I hear Lucy's quiet, "Now," and hear her lapping once again. I allow myself to then simply worship your breasts, knowing that every touch, every tender bite and pull is sending you higher and higher along with Lucy's deft attention. Your arousal begins to grow exponentially. I hear you growl. Deep, guttural, animalistic, and full, that growl grows louder and louder in concert with your body's struggle beneath me. I do my best to stimulate both nipples and breasts. I hear a sucking sound coming from between your legs. Lucy is finger-fucking you as well as nursing your clit. When your orgasm finally hits, all but your head and feet leave the bed. But neither of us lets you loose. We keep it up, driving the pleasure even higher, your hands grasping at the bed sheets as if to try to anchor yourself somehow. Higher and higher you go, both literally and figuratively until you finally collapse on the bed hard. Your breathing is almost non-existent. Wide-eyed, I stare almost in panic, but Lucy sends me back to nurse gently, helping to keep you inside that pleasure. Once more, your body spasms, wracked with the orgasm that never really left. It's then that we begin to slow, not abruptly stop. Just gently allowing your body to process the pleasure. I lay exhausted at your left-side and Lucy crawls up and snuggles you on the right. When we're sure that you've gently slipped into a deep sleep, we cuddle in close and join you in slumber. Her Pleasure Only I had the day off to set up my surprise and my wife was on her way home, getting off early from work. I just spoke to her and she was in a great mood, otherwise I would have had to save the surprise for another day. She came in, I kissed her and let her go change. She came back in wearing and old t-shirt and shorts. As she walked past me I grabbed her and pinned her arms behind her and quickly handcuffed her. She was startled before asking what the hell was going on. I whispered in her ear for her to relax and enjoy, that she was going to love this. I felt her relax some but not completely, not that she didn't trust me, she just hated surprises. To add to it I slipped a blindfold over her eyes and had her sit on the couch. I left the room to set up and to let her imagination run wild. I helped her off the couch and led her to the bedroom. She asked me what was going on and I told her to relax, you know that I would never hurt you and I guarantee you are going to enjoy this immensely. As I told her how much I loved her and loved pleasing her I eased her onto the bed. As I was having her slide to the middle of the bed I placed a cuff around her left ankle and clasped it closed and before she could realize what was going on I quickly did the right ankle. Now she really wanted to know what was going on. I again told her to relax that she was really going to enjoy this. She stopped squirming as I unclasped the handcuffs. Grabbing her arms I quickly got the left one in the cuff but she was really squirming and almost got her right hand free. Once the cuff on her left wrist closed the right was really easy. Now I know she realized her hands and feet were clasped to each corner of the bed and she was spread out and blindfolded. She had to know that she was helpless and at my mercy. I, also, knew that she knows I would never hurt her, but she had to be somewhat concerned at her lack of control over the situation. I again told her to relax, trust me and just enjoy. I also told her that if she really wanted free and did not want to experience the rest of my surprise for her to say so. She visibly relaxed at that I could tell she was ready for us to continue. I then leaned over and kissed her hard and passionately. I then proceeded to kiss and nuzzle her neck and then proceeded to kiss up her right arm. I then kissed down her right arm to her neck and then hard on her lips once again. I then kissed and nuzzled the left side of her neck and then kissed my way up her left arm and back down to her neck ending with a hard passionate kiss on her lips. I then started running my fingers lightly up and down her arms, barely touching them. I stopped when I felt and saw the goose bumps appearing on her skin. I then moved between her legs and began to move my fingers up and down her legs. I made sure to run my fingers over the top, outside and inside of her legs. I stopped when I heard her give out a light moan of approval. I knew that she was relaxed and I could start to increase the sensations and the intensity. So I grabbed a feather from the nightstand and slowly worked it down her left arm, across her neck and up her right arm. As I lightly brushed the feather up and down her arms and across her neck I was rewarded with low moans. I moved lower to run the feather up and down her legs. I would run the feather down the outside of her thighs and then up the inside. I could tell this was beginning to excite her as her moans came more frequently. I lifted the feather off her body and said that the shirt and shorts were in the way and needed to be removed. I saw her smile thinking that this meant releasing her and allowing her to participate. She extremely surprised when she heard the first snip of the scissors. I carefully began to cut her shirt up the seam on the left side, always pulling the shirt away from her body so the scissors never touched her. She started to protest and I told her it was an old t-shirt and I could always get her a new one. She still remained tense as I then cut up the seam on the right side. After the right side was done I pulled the t-shirt remnant off over her head. The left her clad in her bra, shorts and I assume panties. I started moving the feather lightly across her belly and up her sides. I saw her visibly relax again. I then brought the feather across the top of her breasts and along her upper chest and neck. As I continued to move the feather along her chest and neck she started to moan again. I lifted the feather off of her again. I picked up the scissors and put the along the left seam on the outside of her shorts and cut the seam up all the way through the waistband. She didn't tense this time and I cut away the right side and pulled the shorts out from under her. I then picked up the feather and began moving it along her left hip and over the edge of her panty to her belly. I then ran the feather down the right edge of her panty across her thigh and then up her right hip. I continued to do this until her moans and sighs became more pronounced. When she was involuntarily moving her hips I removed the feather. I picked up the scissors again and cut the left bra strap and then the right. She started to protest again, but I told her that she could buy a replacement if she wanted. I then carefully cut the bra between her breasts. I set the scissors down, told her to arch her back and pulled the bra free. I grabbed the feather again and ran it around, under and over her breasts. Sliding it between her breasts as I switched from one breast to the other. I then lifted the feather to her right nipple and brushed it lightly, this elicited an ooh from her and caused the nipple to stiffen. I switched to the left nipple eliciting a little louder ooh at the feathers touch. I proceeded to brush the nipple until it was as stiff as it's twin. I put the feather down and grabbed an ice cube. I proceeded to run the ice cube under her breasts , between her breasts and all around them. I slowly made circles on her right breast making the smaller and smaller until the ice cube was circling her nipple. This caused the nipple to get even harder, eliciting more moans and squirming. I then proceeded to make circles on her left breast until reaching the nipple, the moans were increasing and she was squirming even more. I put the remnants of the ice cube in the bowl and picked up the scissors again. I snipped the left side of her panties and then the right side and pulled them off her. I then grabbed the feather and proceeded to brush it lightly against the outside of her pussy. As I stroked the feather up and down her pussy she started moaning in earnest and moving her hips in time to my strokes of the feather. I put the feather down and grabbed another ice cube. She gasped as I slid the ice cube down her pussy. I slid the ice cube up and down her pussy, getting the outside as wet as the inside had to be. I threw the remnants of that ice cube in bowl and got another ice cube. She moaned loudly and raised her hips as I slide the ice cube past her lips and down the length of her pussy. I slowly brought the ice cube up and circled her clit with it. This earned me a very load moan and the shudder of your first orgasm. I circled her clitoris some more before dropping the remains of the ice cube in the bowl. I got another ice cube and again slid it down her pussy. When I reached her entrance I shoved the ice cube in. She moaned and bucked her hips and had another orgasm as I moved the cube in and out. The cube melted quickly from her hurt and I let her calm down a bit before I grabbed the dildo from the end table. I turned it on to low vibration and slid it up and down her pussy. She was lifting and grinding her hips against it as the vibrations moved through her. Just as I knew she was going to orgasm I turned it on high and pressed it against her clit. She screamed as orgasm hit. I removed the dildo from her clit and slowly slid it all the way in her. As I held it deep in her pussy I grabbed the lotion from the table. While her pussy was vibrating I squeezed the lotion on her breasts. She yelped in surprise as I started to rub the lotion all over her breasts. When I concentrated my action on the nipples, switching back and forth between breasts, it triggered another orgasm deep in her pussy, clenching the dildo tightly. I turned off the dildo and removed it from her. As she recovered from her orgasm I grabbed the bottle of lube and squeezed it all over her pussy. She again yelped in surprise. I then started to rub the lube all over her pussy from the very top all the way down to her asshole. As I rubbed the lube in I started slowly easing one finger into her ass. As I slowly eased in she raised her hips trying to draw my finger in deeper. Once my finger was all the way in I started to move it in and out while I rubbed and rolled her clit with my other fingers. Soon she was bucking frantically as another orgasm rocked her. I quickly pulled out my finger and grabbed a new toy. She yelped in surprise again as she felt something different pressing into her ass. What she couldn't see was a thin vibrator with a powerful vibrating action. Once it was fully in her ass I turned it on. If she wasn't bound to the bed I think she would have hit the ceiling in surprise and ecstasy. Almost immediately she began to convulse in orgasm. I slowly turned the vibration down but left it in her ass. As the low vibration began to hum through her I got her other vibrator with the clit stimulator off the nightstand. I pushed the vibrator in her and turned it on, causing it to vibrate in her pussy and against her clit. I let her orgasm like this before beginning to slide it in and out of her pussy. As she started to orgasm again I started to move the vibrator in and out of her ass. I alternated the vibrators in and out of her pussy and ass. She was coming almost continuously now and I started increasing the tempo. As her orgasm became continuous I turned both vibrators on high and pushed them both deep. Her scream of ecstasy is something that I will remember forever. Once her orgasm had passed I turned off the vibrators and slowly pulled them out of her. I removed her restraints, kissed her lightly and left her to recover. When she had recovered, she asked about my needs. I looked at her and smiled and said that I was completely satisfied because she was.