0 comments/ 38480 views/ 1 favorites Hot Air By: randallangdon "Shit, shit, shit. Don't go. I'm coming," Dawn screamed. She put on her glasses and grabbed the white cotton t-shirt that she had left at the end of her bed. She then took off down the stairs towards the front door. The pounding on the door had stopped thirty seconds earlier. Dawn was amazed at how fast she bounded down the stairs. She threw the door open and immediately began waving, barely responding to the bright morning light. "Stop. Stop. Please don't leave," she pleaded with the air conditioner repairman putting stuff into his truck. "Time is money lady," the man said. For a split-second, Dawn noted the tall, hefty build and tan complexion of the man. He was obviously working-class unlike her husband. He even looked a bit like him, but a gruff stubble ended any similarities. Dawn snapped back to reality. "I know. I overslept. Please don't leave. It's so hot and my family can barely stand it," she continued her pleading. The man sighed. He held onto the door of the truck and looked at the woman considering how charitable he felt. Her appearance didn't hurt matters. She was about 5'4", probably 130 pounds and had a great set of, he guessed, 34C breasts whose nipples poked out from below the t-shirt. Her brown, shoulder-length hair was strewn about, telling him that she had just come out of bed. The image was appealing to him. "Alright, alright. You caught me on a good day. I got other calls to get to you know," he seemingly chastised her. "I know. I know. I really, really appreciate you doing this and I'm so sorry," Dawn said as she turned convinced that he would follow her. He did after grabbing his tools. As she walked up the stairs to her front door, she stopped and leaned over slightly to pick up a toy that her daughter had left there. It was then that she quickly reminded herself what she was wearing. It was too late. The man had already seen what she was trying to hide. The t-shirt she wore crept up just enough to allow him to glimpse the bright pink lacy boy short panties she had slept in. She extended one leg up to facilitate leaning over and he glanced at the thin material that covered her pussy. The sight gave him a slight rise to say the least. Dawn tried to act like nothing had happened and walked through the door and allowed him to follow her inside. She closed the door behind him. "I'm going to just run upstairs real quick to change...," she began. Through clenched teeth the man said, "Lady, c'mon..." "Okay. Okay. I'll just take you into the basement to show you the air conditioning unit," she said, not wanting to piss him off and have him leave. She felt more than a little self-conscious as she led him down the tight stairwell into the basement below the rest of the house. He seemed as if he was right on her heels and she could even sense the faint appealing smell of his antiperspirant and maybe a slight hint of cologne. His cologne was different from her husband's but she liked it. She reached the bottom of the stairs and turned to the immediate right into the laundry room that housed the air conditioning unit. The man, instead, turned to his left. "Holy shit lady! This is absolutely gorgeous!" he exclaimed as he stood and admired the finished basement. Dawn and her husband had just completed the renovation. The crowning jewel of the room was the full bar that sat in the corner. It had the dark wood and the brass look her husband was looking for in his home bar. The pub look was complimented by a pool table that was to the bar's immediate right. The appliance man was apparently in love with it all. "I'm completely impressed," the man said as he walked to the bar and ran his hand along its top. "Is this cherry wood?" Dawn, a bit perturbed, didn't answer. The man, undaunted continued. "And this pool table is primo. What's your husband do? Print money for a living?" Dawn answered a little tersely, "He's a salesman." She paused for a second and then continued with, "and he's going to be pissed if the air conditioner's not fixed." "Alright, take it easy," the man responded but took a seat at the bar. "Hey, I love this bar. Is there any chance that I could get a drink?" Dawn was more than a little angry now. She put her hands on her hips and cocked her stance and sharply responded, "What happened to the hurry you were in?" She was unaware that the small window at the top of the laundry room provided the appliance man a perfect silhouette of her gorgeous body from under the light t-shirt. He remembered the bright pink lacy boy shorts from earlier and made the decision right there that he didn't mind if this took all day. "Won't your boss be pissed?" "Lady, I am the boss," he smugly responded. "Look, all I'm asking for is a quick drink." Dawn took a huge sigh and thought "Why not?" before walking past the couch to behind the bar and asking him what he wanted. "The scotch from the top shelf would be nice," he requested. "You going to take it off my bill? That's an eighty dollar bottle of scotch," she huffily asked. "Yeah, I just took ten dollars from your bill," he said through a smile. He liked this woman's spunk. Dawn huffed, turned and tried to reach the top shelf. Unbeknownst to her, the man got an unfettered view of her ass cheeks peeking from below the sexy boy shorts. "I can't reach it. Gonna need a step stool." Before she could turn, she felt a hand holding her in place on her left hip. She was startled as he gently pressed his body against her back and ass and reached over her to grab the bottle over her outreached hand. A slight flutter occurred in her stomach as he gently gripped her hip and the musky smell of the man filled her nose. He took the bottle and walked to the entrance leading behind the bar, effectively blocking her in. Dawn was trapped and felt a little scared at her predicament. She stood there nervously, not knowing what to do with her hands, so she folded them and held them in front of her, covering her pelvis. The hulking man grabbed a short glass and poured a small shot after putting some cubes of ice in it from the small fridge they kept behind the bar. He took a quick swig and downed it all. "You got a really nice place," he said. "Your husband must work hard. He on the road a lot?" he asked. "Uh, yeah. I mean, no. He's at the office now. Probably coming home any minute," she stammered. "Take it easy lady. I just want a drink," he tried to reassure her. "You are so damned tense. You probably need this next one more than me. You want a drink?" "No. I'm fine," she stuttered. He handed her a drink anyway. "Drink it." She nervously took the drink and sipped it, trying not to make eye contact with this stranger that was now holding a half-full glass and leering at her. "Yeah, now isn't that nice? You're not a scotch drinker, huh?" "No, not really." Dawn paused and then started nervously speaking again. "Sir, look. My husband's going to be home really soon and my air conditioner is broken. It's hot...," He cut her off. "As evidenced. You always walk around like that?" he asked her. "Uh, n-no. I just woke up...," she started to answer. He again cut her off. "Well it's a damned good look for you. Look, I'm going to fix your AC, but if you're hot, you should make yourself more comfortable." Dawn now looked quite scared. She knew exactly where this man was headed. If his stare were bullets, she would have been dead. "Look Sir, my husband...," she stammered. "Miss, make yourself more comfortable," he said through gritted teeth. "Now." Dawn looked at the gruff, hulking man that stood a foot taller than her. He easily outweighed her by a hundred pounds. She knew he was not giving her a choice. She looked around her. She really didn't have one. She slowly gripped the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head and put it on the bar. "Now, isn't that more comfortable," the man asked. Dawn knew that he wouldn't stop there. She could see her reflection in the mirror of the bar. Her husband had goofily had "Nathan's" printed on it, naming it after himself. Just below the second "N", she saw her breasts displayed for the stranger. She knew that she was going to get fucked by him. She wanted to take at least a little bit of control of the situation. "Now what?" she asked him. "You can't be completely comfortable. How about you lose those tight little panties you're wearing," he demanded in a volume barely above a whisper. Dawn turned her back to him and put her thumbs in her waistband. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. She didn't know if it was a defense mechanism, but her pussy started to get wet. She knew this was truly going to be humiliating for her. Just as she was bending over to do as he demanded, Dawn felt the rough hands of the stranger on her hips and a quick jerk ripped her underwear to shreds, leaving only pieces in her hands. "Sorry, that was taking a bit too long," he creepily stated. Dawn was shaking as she turned to stare at her intruder. She sheepishly held the remnants of her fancy underwear in front of her trimmed pussy. "Why don't you really make yourself comfortable? Show me what you do when your husband isn't home. I know you play with that pretty pussy," he said. Dawn shuddered at his use of the dirty word. The thought of his latest demand elicited even more juice to her pussy though. "Sit up here and show me," he said as he lifted her by the hips and sat her on the cold bar top. Dawn nervously spread her legs and showed the stranger her wet slit, now crowned with her engorged clit. She knew he could see her absolute terror as she took her right hand and slid her middle finger between her labia. Despite her apparent fear, Dawn enjoyed the striking of her clit and equally enjoyed her finger entering her pussy. She tried to ignore the intruder and just stared at herself in the mirror. The image that she viewed made her feel sexier than ever. She had never done anything as dirty as this. Dawn began to vigorously stroke her pussy and was surprised at how wet she was and the sounds that were coming from it. She ignored the man as her breathing started to increase. Her temporary imagined solitude was disturbed by the man. "You are such a slut aren't you?" he asked. "No," Dawn replied while continuing her ministrations. "Yes you are, you slut. What would your husband think right now," the man whispered, placing his lips against her ear as he spoke. "No. I'm not a slut. I love my husband." Dawn paused and gritted her teeth. "He just doesn't satisfy me," she said as a jolt of initial orgasm ran through her body. Her last comment seemed to make the man very angry. He yanked Dawn from her actions and flipped her. He held her head down on the bar while holding a wad of her hair. Dawn felt the cold varnished wood against the side of her face and it shocked her slightly. Next, the man parted her feet with his. Dawn gripped the bar top knowing what was coming. The man was going to take her. The first thrust was painful as the man's hips slammed against Dawn's ass and his cock filled her pussy deeper than her husband had ever been. After that, Dawn felt nothing but pleasure despite the pain of her upper thighs running into the bar's back counter. The man slammed her as hard as he could, ramming the head of his cock against her cervix. This stranger was so much bigger than her husband. The man's strange aggressive pull of her hair, the sound of sweat and her juices slapping between them, and the realization that he was going to come into her pushed Dawn over the edge. Her body's shaking told him that she was coming. He'd completed his objective. He pulled out of her in an aggressive motion. He then pulled Dawn by the hair and pushed her to her knees below him. It was only a few tugs at his manhood before he squirted his seed onto her face. She had never had this happen to her before. The dirtiness of his cock slapping against her upper cheek as his cum landed on her face extended her orgasm a few seconds longer. After he was done, she sat her naked body on the floor below him. She was just as spent as him. "Damn Dawn. You could have won an Oscar today. I thought you were about to call the cops; seriously," he said. "Nathan, Nathan, Nathan. Just keeping up the role play. Damn it. I can't believe we've never done that before." It was then that she noticed the cock sleeve on floor beside her. She had wondered how her husband had made his all-too-familiar cock longer. "The stubble and the spray tan were a nice touch, but the extender was ingenious...and glorious!" "I thought you'd like that." He paused and then said, "That will certainly not be the last time we do this. Excellent idea Dawn. Do you have any more fantasies you want to fulfill?" he asked while catching his breath. The two of them started laughing together. He lifted her up and wrapped an arm around her while he wiped her face with a towel from the bar. Dawn stared into her husband's eyes. "I certainly do stranger." She kissed him long and hard. "In fact, my husband won't be home for a few hours...," she joked. "Alright. Got it. But can we at least turn on the air conditioner now?" he asked as he took her hand and led her towards their bedroom. Hot Air When I left school I got a job in a small electrical shop. Mostly we did repairs to household items, such as washers, TVs and the like. Apart from the boss I was the only full time member of staff, though there were a couple of part-timers. After I'd been working there for about six months I went through a bit of an emotional upheaval when I split up with my fiancé and moved out from home and into a flat which I got with a girlfriend. Financially it was a bit of a struggle, but my parents were very helpful and that made a big difference. I was only 18 years old, but I liked my job and after three months my boss, Steve, had said that he was pleased with my work and attitude and had given me a raise. He was a pleasant man in his forties (to me that seemed really old!). I certainly didn't fancy him, but there were a couple of occasions when I'd caught him looking at me. Still I didn't think too much of it because I might have been young, but I knew that men like to look at women, and anyway I'd met his wife and as far as I was concerned they were happily married. Late one Friday I went into the back workshop to look for something. Steve was in there working on a washer, and a fan heater he had repaired earlier was running on test. As I walked past it the hot air caught my skirt and wafted it upwards. For a brief moment my skirt was up around my waist then I caught hold of the hem and, blushing furiously, I pulled it down. I glanced at Steve and he was stood transfixed - it was as if the sight of my red knickers had hypnotised him. Trying to carry on as normal I picked up the part I was after and went back into the shop. Ten minutes later I had to go back into the workshop again. As I rummaged through the shelves Steve joked that he hoped I was going to walk past the fan heater again. When I said that I wasn't going anywhere near it, he said, "Go on, be a sport, make an old man's day." Although his tone was light and bantering I realised he was actually quite serious. "Sorry," I said. "No way." "Go on," he said. "I'll make it worth your while." Intrigued I asked him what he meant. He said that if I gave him a proper flash of my knickers he would treat that as the first payment on the washing machine I had said I was after. Rather to my surprise I was tempted and after a bit of thought I agreed and said OK as long as there was no touching and it was done in the back room after we had locked up for the day. So fifteen minutes later at 5.30 prompt Steve locked the shop door and we went through into the backroom. While Steve sat at his desk I lifted my skirt and did a slow twirl with my knickers on full display. True to his word he got out a new payments book and marked down the first payment on a new washer. He offered to deliver it and plumb it in, in exchange for another flash in a week's time; that would obviously save me the hassle so I agreed to it. That set the pattern and every Friday after closing time we would go through into the back room, I would give Steve a quick flash of my knickers and he would mark off another payment in the book. One week he asked if I could show him my bra for a change, so I unbuttoned my blouse and let him have a look at my bra. He never tried to touch me and I don't know what I would have done if he had tried. I must admit that although I didn't really fancy him (he was old enough to be my father) the situation was a bit of a turn on and I found myself buying nice underwear (nice, but not tarty!) with Fridays in mind. One Friday I had a bit of an accident just before I left to catch my bus to work. A coffee stain on my blouse made that unwearable, so I quickly changed into a dress which buttoned all the way up the front. At closing time we went through into the back room as usual. Sat on his chair Steve said he would really like it if just this once I would unbutton the dress completely and give him a flash of my bra and pants. Feeling rather fruity I slowly unbuttoned it all the way down the front. I was wearing a rather see-through black bra and pants set, so he could get a tantalising glimpse of my nipples and pubes. It was definitely getting to him and he was squirming in his seat. "God," he said. "Your tits look gorgeous. Take your bra off and we'll call it a double payment." "For that I want quadruple payment," I said and he hurriedly agreed. So I told him to close his eyes, then I slipped my dress off and removed my bra. To be honest and without being vain I think my breasts are my best feature, and it's not just me that thinks so. Several of my girlfriends say they wish they had a bust like mine - not big and gross, but nice and curved and definitely not flat chested. My ex fiancé was always telling me what fabulous tits I had. I think that was the main reason why I was happy to take my bra off - it gave me a chance to show off my best asset. I took a step towards Steve and told him he could open his eyes. For what seemed like ages he just stared at my breasts. I could see the bulge in his trousers and the situation was definitely getting to me - I knew I was damp, if not downright wet, between the legs. He asked me to come closer, so I took another step forward and leaned towards him slightly. I guess I came a bit too close, because he grabbed hold of me and pulled me to him. His head went down and he began to kiss and suck at my breasts in a feverish manner. Meanwhile he was using both hands to pull me onto his lap. Even through his trousers I could feel the rigid heat of his prick pressing against my knickers. I rubbed myself against him, which made him groan, so I did it again. "For god's sake woman, get him out," he growled. So I tugged at his fly and then released his prick from his underpants. As soon as it was out he began to push it towards my pussy. I didn't want any preliminaries, I was soaking wet and I knew I could take him, so I reached down, pulled my knickers to one side, then guided his prick towards my cunt lips. As soon as I felt him start to penetrate me I bore down with all my weight and his prick pushed deep into me. He thrust up into me and I rotated my hips and pushed back against him. At that time I had only had sex with three boys and two of them were one night stands (though my ex fiancé had fucked me on many occasions). So I wasn't vastly experienced, but it was clear that Steve's was the biggest prick I had taken. It wasn't so big it was painful, but boy did I know he was inside me! We bounced around on the chair for a while, and then Steve gasped for me to go across to the desk. I stood up and slipped my knickers off. I didn't know whether Steve wanted me to bend over the desk or to lie back across it, but being taken from behind is my favourite position, so I bent over, rested my elbows on the desk and presented my cunt and bottom to him. Without any messing about he slid into me and began to shaft me with deep, slow strokes. With his right hand he rubbed my clit and within seconds I felt a searing orgasm rack through me. He continued to shaft away at me, then gasping that he was going to come he asked whether I was on the pill. I told him I was, so he pushed deep into me and I felt his prick jerk and jerk and that lovely warm, wet feeling as he pumped his sperm into me. That was the first time it happened and from then on I was a bit more cautious. If I wasn't careful I could see myself just being used and dumped. So despite his protests I rationed the knicker flashing and refused his requests to expose my breasts. Then one Friday I was feeling a bit fruity and Steve had hinted that he wanted me to flash my knickers later. So shortly beforehand I went to the loo and took my knickers off. For the next half hour I walked round with an airy feeling under my skirt and a heightened sense of anticipation. At 5.30 Steve locked up and we went through into the backroom. He sat down and I moved into the middle of the floor and slowly raised the hem of my skirt. His chin nearly hit the floor when he saw I wasn't wearing any knickers. Instead of doing my usual twirl I just stood there. It must have been quite a sight - I'm not one of these girls with wispy pubes, I've got quite a furry pussy. For a while he just stared, then, recovering from his shock, he got up and came towards me. I parted my legs a bit further and his hand went between them and started to stroke my pussy. Then he ran a finger along my cunt lips, before sliding first one finger, then two inside me. I was soon very wet, so I bent over the desk and he slid into me. Maybe he hadn't had sex for a while, but anyway he came disappointingly quickly. I was still pretty hyped up, so I went down on him and got him hard again. Then I bent over the desk again. He took the hint and slid back into me. As he screwed away at me, he said I was very wet and obviously in need of a good fucking. He ran a finger along my clit and round the edge of my cunt. "You're really juicy," he said, and with that he took his finger and rubbed some of my love juices up and around my asshole. I tensed when he did; this was unknown territory to me, as none of my boyfriends had ever tried this. He used his finger to get more cunt juice and worked on me until my asshole was nice and slippery. Then he slid a finger into me. I gasped when he did that and he asked if I was OK. I could barely speak, so I just nodded my assent. He worked on me some more, and then suddenly his finger was gone. I tensed because I know what was the obvious next step. So I wasn't surprised when Steve pressed his bulbous prick end against my asshole and slowly, carefully he began to work it into me. "Oh God that hurts," I said. "Go very gently." So he went even more carefully and the pain was replaced by a marvellous full feeling. Steve said he was sorry, but my ass was so lovely and tight that he couldn't hold back much longer and did I prefer it if he pulled out. I told him of course I didn't want him to pull out, what I really wanted was for him to cum. So he gave a couple more pushes and then erupted inside me. For a while we lay there gasping, then Steve withdrew. I straightened up from my position draped over his desk and for the first time felt a man's come trickling out of my bum. I was no longer a back passage virgin and thanks to Steve's gentle initiation I came to love the sensations caused by a man pleasuring my asshole. Hot Amateur Stripper I look over at the faces in the crowd. I see mostly men, although there are a few couples and single women in the audience. There are a lot of military uniforms, and a lot of tourists. My legs are shaking, and my heart beats at twice its normal speed. I feel very nervous, and begin to have second thoughts. Yet I have never been so pleasantly excited in my entire life. I am peeking through an opening from behind the curtains, standing on a wood stage, about to bare my entire body to over 200 people in the audience of a large strip club in Honolulu, Hawaii. It is 9:00 on a warm steamy tropical evening. The place: Heavenly Bodies, one of the biggest Strip Clubs in the Hawaiian Islands. It is amateur night, and they offer a cash prize of $500 dollars to the lady who gets the most applause for her performance. The stage is surrounded on three sides by chairs and tables, and the place is almost packed. They are playing some erotic dance music that I’ve never heard before. The stage has two poles on it, and nothing else. There are spotlights on the ceiling aimed at the stage to better highlight the strippers when they dance. I am about to go on the stage alone, and take off all my clothing in as sexy a manner as possible, with all eyes on me. I feel one last flutter of fear before I get the nerve to strut onto the stage, were all eyes are going to be staring right at me, dancing on the stage, trying to get the men erect and the women wet. My boyfriend John knows I get turned on showing off my body, but I have never done anything this bold before. I never dreamed I’d have the nerve to expose my nude body to so many people... * * * * * The events leading up to this moment started on the first full day of our vacation to Hawaii. My boyfriend John and I were headed for the beach, and we stopped at a beachside swimwear store for new swimsuits and tanning lotion. We got a nice brown bottle of Hawaiian Tropics, naturally, the kind that smells like coconuts and pineapples. Then it was time to pick out new swimsuits. I thought it would be fun if John and I chose each other’s suits, so he looked through the ladies section, and picked out a really skimpy thong for me to try on. It was neon pink, and the bottom was just a tiny pink triangle in the front, which would barely cover my pussy. Fortunately I had shaved all of my pubic hair off; sometimes I like to keep my pussy completely bare. This looks really good when I have an all over nude tan. The back was just a piece of string, basically, and I knew my entire ass would be exposed. The top piece of the bikini looked about one size to small, and I knew that most of my tits would be exposed too. I went into the dressing room to try on the suit. After stripping off my shorts and panties, I put on the bottom. I looked in the mirror, and grabbed my own ass. Nice, I thought. I had worked hard all fall to keep my body in shape for the trip, and was proud of the round sculpted look I had worked my ass into, along with the all over nude tan. I removed my tank top and bra, letting my 36C breasts spill out. I put on the top, and the tightness of the bikini accentuated the look of my breasts. Knowing that there were many tourists walking around the store, I stepped out of the dressing room to model my bikini for John. “How does this look on me, John?” I asked my boyfriend when I was fully out of the dressing room. Four or five Japanese tourists turned there heads and stared at me as I brazenly strutted my almost bare body around the store, dressed in just the skimpy bikini and my sandals, and nothing else. “Wow! Good thing you shaved down there, honey.” He answered. My boyfriend John is 5’9”, has short dark hair, a killer smile, and a muscular firm body from four days a week of lifting weights at home. Sometimes I watch him work out, dressed in only a pair of shorts, and I get all wet watching his chest and arms as he works out. I strolled through the men’s swimwear section, and I picked out a skimpy pair of black Speedo’s for John to wear. His eyes popped out when he saw what I had picked out for him to try on. “No way!” He said. “That will barely cover up my cock and balls, and half my ass will be exposed!” “Well, look how much of my body is exposed right know, John.” I responded. “Its only fair that you wear something similar!” He reluctantly agreed to my logic, and went into the dressing room to try on the Speedo. He was to shy to come out of the room with just the suit on, so I went in to the dressing room and admired his body. “Nice! All the ladies on the beach will be wetting their swimsuits looking at your body.” He put on his shorts over the Speedo’s, and we purchased our suits and tanning lotion. I was still dressed in my bikini, and hadn’t bothered to put my outer clothing back on, and John had his Speedo’s with his shorts on over them, but no shirt. We held hands, and started to walk to the beach. Five minutes later, we arrived at the beach, and set up our big fluffy beach towels about ten feet from the ocean. The warm tropical salty air felt good after a cold Chicago fall. The sand was smooth and white, and the ocean was clear and blue. The sun was bright, and the rays felt great on my bare skin. There was a wood platform about 100 feet away from us, and there were rows of chairs lined up around in front of the platform, which seemed to be some kind of stage. I didn’t think about the stage until later in the afternoon. I closed my eyes and lay down on my stomach on my towel. It felt heavenly to feel the rays of sun warm my back. I untied the string in the back of my bikini top to avoid tan lines. My eyes still closed, I felt John squirt some of the tanning lotion onto my back. It smelled very tropical. He rubbed the lotion into my back, and then squirted some on my legs. It felt so relaxing as he massaged the lotion into my flesh, working his hands up my legs, and finally onto my bare ass cheeks. He squeezed them, massaging the lotion into my soft flesh. John still hadn’t removed his shorts. He said he was still felt shy about wearing such a skimpy bathing suit in public. I reminded him that I was wearing about four square inches of clothing and nothing else, so agreed to take his shorts off for awhile. I re-tied the back of my bikini top, and sat up so I could remove his shorts for him. I unsnapped the button, and slowly unzipped his shorts, feeling the outline of his large cock through the material of the swimsuit. I slowly pulled the shorts down his muscular legs and off him. His cock and balls were clearly outlined in the tight black material. I watched his cock grow a little as I massaged the suntan lotion into his thighs. I then lay on my back and relaxed for awhile. My breasts were jutting straight out above my chest, and the sun felt really good as it warmed my body even more. I dozed off for awhile, enjoying the relaxing day at the beach. Though my eyes were closed, I could hear more and more voices around us, and I knew that the beach was getting more crowded. I wondered if people were looking at my body. I also wondered if people were looking at John’s body. I hoped so! It turned me on to think of all the ladies at the beach who might be staring at my bulge in my boyfriend’s Speedo’s. I knew that the bulge was only for me to enjoy later, but I liked the idea other people looking at my boyfriend, while getting all turned on themselves. Behind our towel, I saw three women in their early twenties sneaking glances at John’s body. They had sunglasses on, but I could tell where they were looking, because they were only about five feet away from us. I smiled at them top signal that it didn’t bother me if they wanted to look. About half an hour later, I opened my eyes and looked around us. To one side of our towels there was an older Japanese man, and I smiled at him I caught his eyes looking at my chest. He was shy about me catching him, and looked away after I caught his glance. On the other side of our towels, there was a couple about our age lying on their towels. The woman had short blond hair, and she was wearing a tight black one-piece swimsuit. She was lying on her stomach, getting some sun. The guy was cute. His skin was dark, and he looked like he was a native Hawaiian. He was wearing surfer style long shorts, and no shirt. He had on a necklace made of seashells. He was sitting on a lawn chair, and staring right at my chest. Unlike the shy Japanese man, he did not avert his gaze when I caught him staring at me; he just smiled at me, exposing pearly white teeth. I smiled back at him holding his gaze for a moment, and then I lay down on my back again. About an hour later, I heard more voices, and sat up to look around again. There were even more people nearby us, and I saw some teenage boys looking right at me. I smiled at them. I woke John up, and told him I was going for a swim, and asked if he would care to join me. He told me he was shy about actually walking around the beach in his Speedo’s, so I just took his hand and helped him get up. He was going with me, and he was going to enjoy it. We walked hand in hand to the ocean, and went for a swim. We waded in the water until we were waste deep, and I embraced him. My hips were touching his, and I put my arms around his back, and kissed his chest. “All these people watching us is getting my pussy really wet.” I told him. There were people wading in the water nearby us. “I’m going to need to go back to our hotel room soon and fuck you.” I whispered in his ear. He was about to say something, but I just pressed my lips against his and started to make out with him. He kissed me back, exploring my mouth with his tongue. I pressed by tits up against his hard chest, and reached down under the water to give his balls a playful squeeze. After we French kissed for a couple of minutes, I looked back at the beach. The platform I had noticed before was indeed a stage, and they were setting up microphones on the stage and a banner above the stage. About ten guys were sitting on the chairs closest to the stage, and I read the banner. In big red letters, it read “Heavenly Bodies Amateur Bikini Contest: 3:00 P.M." John had on a waterproof watch, and I saw that it was already 2:00 P.M. “I dare you to enter that contest.” John said. He probably thought I would hesitate displaying my body on a stage; a few guys looking at me as I lay on my towel was one thing, but I had never done anything like this before. I surprised him by telling him I was going to enter the contest. “Just think, John, in less then an hour people I’m going to be on that stage right there, strutting my body around for hundreds of guys. God, I’m getting wetter just imagining it! You better get a seat, honey, because I want you in the front row for this! We went back to our towels and dried off. John went to find a seat, and I searched for someone to give me information about entering the contest. I walked up to the stage, and there was a man in a flowery Hawaiian shirt holding a clipboard and a pen. I walked up to the man, and was shocked to notice it was the Hawaiian guy that was staring at me earlier in the day while I was lying on my towel! He smiled at me for the second time that day. “I hope you’re here because you want to enter the contest. I was going to ask you earlier, but I felt uncomfortable asking with your boyfriend sitting right there.” My heart beat faster, and I told him “Yes, I am here to enter the contest. John is all for it! He wants to see me parade my almost naked body on this stage.” I couldn’t believe I was telling this man such graphic details! “I’m going to shake my ass, and wiggle my breasts, and I intend to win this contest!” I boldly told him. “What’s your name?” He asked. “Heather Toreli.” I told him. He wrote my name down on the clipboard. “I’m Mahaka. Be on the stage at 2:45. Good luck, Heather!” He told me, while putting his hand on my bare shoulder. His touch sent shivers through my body. I got even hornier when he told me he was one of the three judges. I brushed my breasts on his arm as I walked by him, just so he kept me in mind while judging the contest. I walked around for a few minutes before making my way to the stage. At 2:45, I walked up the steps to the stage, and another man led me to a position on the back of the stage. I was in the middle of a line of twenty other women. Some of them looked average, and had on modest bikinis. Some of them had on bikinis as scanty as my own, however. There was a particularly attractive blonde, and I could have sworn she looked familiar. I think I recognized her face from a make up advertisement in Cosmopolitan. So much for only amateurs entering this contest, I thought. There was a redhead standing next to me with a tight white thong bikini. She had an enormous pair of breasts, much larger than mine, and most likely not natural. “Wow, now that I’m really on this stage, I’m a bit nervous.” I told her. I smiled at her, and said “Good luck!” “Likewise.” She said coldly, not smiling back at all. So much for friendly competition, I thought! I tried to strike up friendly conversation with several other women on the stage, but most of them were not very talkative. They all had one goal in mind: to win this contest. It had to be more than the $250 prize; these women were out to prove that they were the hottest ladies on the beach. Only one lady was friendly. She looked to be about 21 years old, and she seemed very nervous. She had long dark hair, and a cute figure. Sherry was wearing a modest black bikini. She confessed that she was very nervous, and told me she might chicken out at the last minute. She had a Southern accent. She told me her name was Sherry, and she was here with her friends from South Carolina, and they had dared her to enter the contest while being too shy to enter themselves. “Come on, honey. It’s all just for fun. Get up there and strut that cute little body of yours for all those drooling men out there. Just relax, and enjoy yourself, and remember, it’s just a contest, it’s not that important. You’ll never see these men again.” She shyly smiled, and told me she would give it her best shot. At 3:00 sharp, all twenty of us ladies were lined up on the back of the stage. My Hawaiian buddy, Makaha, was at the microphone, and he announced the opening of the contest. “Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the Heavenly Bodies Amateur Bikini Contest! Get ready to pop you eyes out of your head as you watch these twenty lovely ladies strut their stuff for you. The rules are as follows: Each lady will have a turn to walk down the length of the stage. She may do whatever she wants while walking from one end to the other, but with a three-minute time limit. The other to judges, along with myself, will rate your performance on a scale of one to ten, holding up cards. We also have a high-tech ‘Applause-o-meter” that records the volume of sound from your hands clapping and your cheering. The score on this will also be factored in on your final score. Good luck ladies! Let us begin!” He read off the name of the first lady. “Here comes Tina!” An attractive college age blonde lady walked across the stage, turning around once to show her cute butt to the crowd. The audience went wild when she faced them and touched her breasts over her bikini top quickly. Second up was a tall red-haired lady, with very large breasts and a thong bikini that looked exactly like my own. She danced for a minute, and then lay down on the stage and rolled her body around. She got up, and walked to the end. Then there was a middle-aged brunette, with a great firm body. She was the first lady to speak into the microphone. “Do you like what you see, guys?” She asked. They cheered loudly, and then she spread her legs and raised her arms high above her head, positioning her body like the letter X. She shook her torso so her breasts shook from side to side. “Come on, boys, I can’t hear you. Do you like what you see?” She wiggled her breasts even more. This went on for awhile. Some of the ladies were kind of shy, and just walked quickly across the stage. Others were more daring. The snobby redhead I had talked to earlier was really working the crowd up. She was carrying a clear plastic cup of ice water, and she strutted up to the microphone and yelled out “It sure is hot out here today. I need to cool off my sizzling hot body.” She then proceeded to pour the cup of ice water on her thin white bikini top. When she turned around, I could clearly see the outline of her nipples! Later on, the blonde lady I recognized from the magazine ad danced on the stage. She got to the microphone and didn’t say anything; she just started to breathe hard and heavy, making suggestive moaning sounds as if she was having sex. She quickly untied the front of her bikini top, and flashed her tits at the crowd for a brief couple of seconds! The crowd went nuts! How could I top that, I thought. There were only a few more contestants left. Sherry, the shy southern lady I had talked with earlier, was next, and I would be going on after her. “Still nervous?” I asked her. “Yes, very much.” She replied. “I don’t think I can do this.” “You have nothing to worry about. Just go up there and be yourself.” I encouraged her. We had no more time to talk. There was no more time left to talk, however, as we both hear Makaha make an announcement. “Here comes the sexy young Sherry, from South Carolina!” I gave her butt a playful pat, and told her “Go for it, honey. You’re so cute; the guys are going to love you. Just be yourself, and remember its O.K. to be nervous.” She shyly smiled at me, and walked slowly along the stage until she reached the microphone. I was getting very nervous with anticipation myself, because I was about to face a large audience for the first time, dressed only in a skimpy pink thong bikini. Sherry spoke into the microphone. Her legs were shaking a little, and she spoke in her Southern accent: “Hi. My name is Sherry. I hope you like what you see. I’m a little nervous, because I’ve never done anything like this before, but my friends encouraged me. Well, that’s all I have to say, really. I hope y’all are having a good time!” She turned her body around, and shook her butt at the crowd. They went wild for her shy speech, and she gave them all a sexy smile as she walked across the rest of the stage. I almost forgot were I was, when I heard the Makaha call my name on the loudspeakers. “Here comes the lovely Heather from Chicago, in her Neon pink thong. If that doesn’t get you hot, than I don’t know what will!” I started to walk quickly, but then realized that I had a better chance of winning if I took it slow. I slowly walked to the microphone, swaying my hips as I walked. I got up to the microphone, and looked at the crowd. My boyfriend John was sitting in the front row, still wearing his sexy Speedo’s. I got hot looking at the bulge in his crotch, and that gave me the extra bit of courage I needed to proceed. “Hello. I’m Heather. I don’t have much to say either.” I hadn’t planned to do anything too crazy, but I really wanted to win this contest. So without thinking twice, I lifted the front of my bikini off my breasts, completely exposing my nipples to all the men in the audience. I made eye contact with the judges, and softly spoke into the microphone; “I just want to let you all know, I really enjoy having the chance to show off my body to everyone. Then words slipped out of my mouth that I hadn’t intended to say out loud. In an even softer voice, I slowly said, “God this is making me horny.” Then I put my top back over my breasts, and turned red as I walked down the rest of the length of the stage. The crowd REALLY liked hearing this, and I heard very loud clapping and screaming. All three judges gave me a ‘ten’ on their cards. John screamed out, “Yeah baby!” and I walked back to my place on the back of the stage with the other ladies. Hot Amateur Stripper After the last three contestants preformed, the judges were ready to announce the winners. The blonde came in third place. She gave me a dirty look as she walked back to the front of the stage to accept her $50 prize, and her third place ribbon. I was happily surprised to see Sherry get second place; the guys really loved her shyness and cute body. I was shocked when Makaha announced that I was the first place winner, even though I knew in my heart I probably had won then I saw my scores. I got up on stage and thanked everyone. Makaha gave me $250 and the put the first place ribbon around my neck while giving me a light kiss on the cheek. “Congratulations!” He said while smiling at me. John came on stage and congratulated me, and I introduced him to Makaha. They shook hands, and Makaha started to talk. “Well, John, you have quite a show-off here. Ever think about trying to win some more contests?” “There are more bikini contests?” John asked. “Well, no. Not until next week, anyway. I’m the manager of a large gentlemen’s club in Honolulu. These contests are a good way to recruit for my club.” “A gentlemen’s club? Do you mean a strip club?” John asked him. “Well, er, yes, I suppose that is what we are. But I prefer the word gentlemen’s club. It sounds classier. We are the most upscale club of our kind in Hawaii. Lots of businessmen and military personnel show up every night.” “Were from Chicago. We have to go back next week.” John told Makaha. “Well, then you’ll still be here on Thursday night, which is amateur night at Heavenly Bodies. The first prize is $1000 dollars. Here’s my card. Think about it!” He handed me a nicely designed business card. It had the name of the club, and a drawing of a lady unzipping her long black dress. I put my shirt and short back on, and told John I was hungry. We had a nice lunch at a seafood restaurant on the beach, and John asked me if I wanted to enter the contest. He assured me that he would be totally cool with the idea, even though this time the guys would be seeing me completely naked. “I don’t know, John. I mean flashing me tits for ten seconds is one thing, but actually taking my clothes all off for everyone? I don’t know if I could go through with it.” “Well, think it over, Heather. I think it would be REALLY hot. I got so turned on watching you on stage. I think you’d do great! Anyway, think it over as long as you want.” He clasped his hand on mine and gave it a little squeeze. “I know what your decision is going to be already.” “Oh?” I said. “You’ll do it. If I know you, you’re picturing the inside of the strip club right now. You’re imagining what the place looks like, and you’re pussy is getting wet as we speak, and though you feel nervous, you have already subconsciously decided that you’ll do it, Heather.” My God, I thought, he was reading my mind! I told him I would think about it, but right now I was so Fucking horny that I had to go back to the hotel immediately to Fuck his brains out! We paid are check as quickly as possible, and walked back to our hotel. We got in the elevator, and pressed the button for our floor. As soon as the elevator door closed, I started to kiss John’s ear. “I’ll do it.” I whispered. “You want to see me in two nights on stage stripping my clothes off for hundreds of guys, don’t you? You’ve got it, lover. I’m very nervous, but I really want to do this. God, I’m so fucking turned on. I need your cock inside me soon...” I squeezed his hand and licked his ear some more. We barely made it to our room without tearing each other’s clothes off in the elevator. When we got to our room, I quickly lifted John’s shirt over his head, and kissed his chest. He took my shirt off, and licked between my breasts. We tumbled to the bed, our hands roaming all over each other’s bodies. Soon he had my shorts off, and I had his off. We rolled around the bed in our swimsuits, and I felt the bulge that I had seen all day as it pressed up against my stomach. “Did you enjoy seeing you’re lover move her body on stage at the beach?” I asked him. “Did it turn you on when I lifted my bikini top off and showed everyone my tits?” “Oh my God.” He replied. He kissed my lips with passion as he untied my bikini top and threw it on the floor. It felt SO good when my breasts first made contact with his bare chest. He licked my nipples a little, getting them all hard, and then he returned his mouth to my lips. We rolled around the bed until he was on top of me, and he rubbed his hard-on all over my body. I couldn’t wait much longer for him to enter me, so I tugged his Speedo’s down his legs and took them completely off. His cock was so erect, and he quickly helped me out of my thong bottom. Still on top of me, he rubbed the head of his cock against my pussy lips for a few minutes, making sure to rub against my clit a little. I couldn’t take it anymore! I needed his cock inside me! “Fuck me NOW!” I screamed. He didn’t need any more encouragement. In no time I could feel the head of his cock pushing into my juicy hole, and I savored the sensation of him slowly penetrating me until I could feel his hot balls against my inner thighs. Slowly we rocked our bodies together. “Ohh...this feels wonderful! Uhm...ohh...OHH! Yeah that feels so FUCKING great!” I screamed when I felt the head of his cock touch a really good spot deep in my pussy. I felt my body get all sweaty, and his sweat mixed with mine. There were other liquids mixing together inside my pussy. He didn’t say much, he just kept breathing harder and thrusting faster and faster. “Uhnn...OHH! Feels good, lover...OHH!” I moaned. “Yeah, give it to me. Pump your cock in and out of me, John.” I encouraged him. “ohh...OHH...OH GOD! UNNHHHH!” I groaned. “Yeah baby. FUCK me! Give it to me good.” He increased the speed of his rhythm, and I felt SO filled up! He kept pumping and pumping, and I wanted to feel him shoot a load of come deep into me. “Yeah baby fuck your lover.” I told him. I sensed that he was going to come soon by the increased speed of his thrusting, and his heavy breathing. I wanted to send him over the edge. “You want to see your lover strip for all those guys in to nights? You think my bikini show was sexy, wait till I take it ALL off, and they see my naked tits pop out when I undo my bra! And if that gets you hot, just imagine how hot you’ll be when I let my panties fall to the floor, and show all those men my hot little cunt!” I knew he would get really hot when I talked extra dirty. He thrust faster, and kissed my shoulders while holding his arms around my back. “Yeah lover, lots of men are going to see me completely naked. I’m not going to stop there; I’m going to give the audience their money’s worth, and play with my nipples on stage. Maybe I’ll even touch my pussy for everyone!” That sent him over the edge, as I knew it would. He let out a loud moan, and soon I could feel his come shoot out inside my pussy. His cock was pulsating, and shooting out massive amounts of hot come into me, heating up my pussy even more. I thrust my hips up to meet his, and milked his cock dry while squeezing my pussy lips around it as tightly as I could. He kept shooting out his load for a minute, and then stayed inside me for a couple more minutes after he came. I let him rest for awhile, and started rubbing my clit while he was lying beside me. Just as I was getting near orgasm, he stuck a finger inside me, and whispered in my ear. “All those men are going to have raging erections watching you in 48 hours, Heather.” He said. “They’re going to see you get all wild and hot and naked on stage, and they will be so hard they won’t be able to stand up for an hour!” This was all I needed to hear, and I had a crashing, explosive orgasm that rocked my body senseless. My hips bucked up and down wildly, and he wiggled his finger inside me while I came hard. God, it felt so good to release that orgasm after my pussy had been dripping wet all day long! We had a relaxing evening in our room. We had an excellent dinner delivered to our room from room service. John encouraged me to answer the door in my thong bathing suit, which of course I did. The waiter tried hard not to stare, but wasn’t very successful. He was a quiet older British man, maybe in his early sixties. I don’t know what possessed me to do this, but I reached into my purse and pulled out the business card from the strip club, and told him that he could see more of me on Thursday night if he wanted to. I handed him the card along with a generous tip. He blushed and thanked me, and then left our room. The next two days were paradise. We went snorkeling and windsurfing on Wednesday, and spent all day Thursday relaxing at the beach. You can probably guess what I was wearing. I started to get nervous with anticipation around 7:00 P.M. while we were eating dinner downtown. We choose a restaurant only two blocks from Heavenly Bodies, and I got both wet and nervous when we I saw the club for the first time. It had neon signs all over, a big drawing with the same logo that was on the business card; a lady unzipping her long black dress. I couldn’t believe what I was about to do! I noticed an enormous banner that read “Amateur Night, Thursdays at 9:00 P.M. $1000 prize every week to the hottest performance!” I could barely eat dinner, I was so nervous. I began to have second thoughts, and remembered the advice that I had given Sherry, the shy Southern lady at the bikini contest. Just be yourself, I thought to myself over and over. I got really wet when I realized that for me, the advice meant to act really sexy and dirty. Oh my God, I thought. I’m about to expose my naked body to hundreds of men; and I am really Fucking turned-on thinking about it! We entered the club at around 8:00 P.M. There was a lady on stage stripping, and she had all the men cheering wildly. She had short dark hair and an incredible tan body, and she was stripped down to a skimpy lacy black bra and matching panties when we walked in. John and I found the manager Makaha, and he sat down at a table with us as we watched the lady finish her act. I watched her to get ideas about how to strip, because I had never been to a strip club before, let alone preformed in one. John watched her to...well, he just watched her! She made eye contact with as many guys in the audience as she could, and had a huge smile on her face as she unclasped the bra behind her back. She sat still and let the bra fall to the floor, savoring the attention she was getting. She kept smiling, and all eyes were on her perfectly shaped large breasts. She shook them for the crowd, and they went crazy. The music changed to “Justify my Love,” a steamy slow song by Madonna. She turned around and showed off her ass. Then she put her fingers into the sides of her panties, and slowly pulled them down her hips, exposing her bare ass to everyone. She made them wait for awhile before turning around. When she had them all cheering even louder, she turned around and thrust her hips forward, exposing her bush for all to see! She sat down really close to the front row, and spread her legs. She touched her breasts, and then got up and danced for a few more minutes. She danced while holding a pole that was set up onstage. She rubbed her pussy lips on the pole, and pretended it was a big cock she was making love to! After her act ended, Makaha led me to the back of the stage. I assumed that this contest was similar to the bikini contest, and I was correct. I lined up with other women as I had before, only this time I was behind a curtain, so the audience couldn’t see me yet. I was shocked when another manager led me to my place, and I realized that I was the first performer! * * * * * So here I stand, about to make my debut as an amateur stripper. My god, I feel nervous! My legs are shaking like never before. This is such an exciting, fantastic moment! They announce my name, but I’m in my own world. Makaha tells me it is time to put on a show. The music starts to play, something slow and sensual by Sade, Sweetest Taboo I think. I shyly walk through the curtains, and to the center of the stage. All eyes are on me! I smile at everyone, and try to make eye contact. John is sitting at a table in the center of the front row with some men in Navy uniforms. The spotlights are aimed at my body, and I start to dance. I am wearing a short black skirt, a white short sleeve blouse with buttons in front, and a lacy red bra and matching panties underneath this outfit. I dance suggestively, swaying my hips to the music. I start to get really excited as I unbutton my blouse for the crowd, one button at a time, taking my time. I tease them, a make them wait. Finally, I get to the last button, and I throw my blouse as far into the crowd as I can. A lucky tourist catches my blouse. I’m feeling a little bolder now. I shake my breasts from side to side, and they jiggle, even though I’m still wearing my lacy red bra. I pull my skirt down a couple of inches so everyone gets a good look at the lacy red panties. I let them see this for a minute, and then pull the skirt back up. They look disappointed. I tease them again, lifting the skirt up this time over my hips, letting them see more of my panties and thighs. They scream with delight at this flash of panties. I let the skirt fall back into position. They look disappointed again. I make them wait. Then when the crowd can’t stand to wait any longer, I give them what they want, and pull the skirt down again. This time, I let go of the skirt, and let it fall to the floor. I kick the skirt off the stage with my bare feet, and one of the Navy guys seated at the table with John catches it. Now I’m down to just my bra and panties. The music changes, now they are playing some harder rock, “You shook me all night long” by AC/DC. I wiggle my body more, and rub my panties against one of the poles. The crowd goes nuts! I walk to the front of the stage, standing only a few feet away from my lover. Now the moment of truth has finally arrived. I’m actually going to take my top off for a couple hundred people! I get nervous again. This is so much more intense than the Bikini contest. The crowd is a lot larger, and they fully expect me to take all my clothing off. They paid to see nudity, and that is what I’m going to give them. I look John in the eyes. He winks at me, and I can see his lips move. Though I can’t hear his words over the music, I can read his lips, and he says, “Go for it!” That’s all I need to know, and I unclasp the front of my bra. I don’t take it off yet; I hold the cups of the bra over my tits, just exposing the center of my chest. I let the anticipation build. I feel a bead of my sweat drip down my chest, and then let them have it. I quickly remove the bra, shake my tits for a minute, and then dance in a circle, spinning the bra above my head. I throw it to the side of the stage, and this time Makaha catches my clothing! He smiles at me, and claps his hands after putting my bra down on his table. Now I’m getting really nervous, because the time has come to remove my panties. I can’t believe I am doing this; hundreds of eyes are staring at my crotch, waiting for me to strip off the last modest bit of clothing I have on. They stare at me, and the spotlight is hot on my flesh. I sweat even more, and can feel the weight of the stares on my chest. They’re all looking at my body. I look down at myself; my nipples are rock hard, and I am slightly embarrassed to notice that my panties are drenched with my own horny juices. John looks me and licks his lips! He can’t wait to see me strip off my panties for hundreds of people! I return to the center of the stage. I grab the elastic waist of my panties, and pretend to pull them off. Not yet! I think to myself. I move my hips seductively, and look as many people in the eye as possible. I lick my own lips for them, and stick my hands inside my panties. I rub my own pussy, and then stick a finger inside of myself, and I feel my own wetness. I take my finger out of my panties and hold it up in the air so everyone can see how wet I am. I lick my own finger, and this causes all the guys to hoot and whistle at me! I return my gaze to John. I give him a huge grin, and then I decide it is time. I keep looking at my lover while I slowly remove my panties, baring my pussy for all to see! Then I step out of my panties completely, and toss them to John. I stand in the center of the stage, and raise my hands high in the air and spread my legs. I feel the hot spotlight on me, and revel in the moment, letting the audience stare at my totally nude figure for a minute. I dance for a few more minutes until the music stops. “Thank you everyone!” I say as I head back to the curtains, playfully patting my butt as I walk away. They keep clapping and cheering for me, and I’ve never been so fucking turned on in my entire life. Stripping my clothes for an audience was such a rush! * * * * * The rest of the night was fun. Backstage, one of the other strippers was nice enough to lend me an outfit to wear back to my table. It was a see through black tank-top and tight cut-off jean shorts. I sat with John and the sailors the rest of the night. The other strippers put on a good show in my opinion, and I didn’t think I would win. At the end of the night, Makaha got up on stage and announced the second and third place winners. There was a drum roll, and I couldn’t believe it when he announced my name as the grand prize winner! I got up on stage, and he handed me a check for $1000 dollars. I thanked everyone while standing up on stage in my tight tank-top. Before I exited the stage, I lifted the shirt above my head and flashed the crowd one last time. This got me a standing ovation! John and I walked to the exit of the club, hornier than ever. I still had on my tank-top and cut-off jeans. On the way out of the club, I saw the older gentleman who had brought us our food the other night. He winked at me, and said “Jolly good show!” Speaking with his British accent. “Glad you liked it!” I replied. “Come back next year...I may do this again on our next vacation! It’ll be hard to top that show, don’t you think?” Then I noticed the shy Japanese man from the beach. He came up to me and said, “Sexy American girl. Cannot wait to come to Hawaii next year and see sexy American girl try to top that show. Have nice rest of vacation!” John and I walked back to the hotel to celebrate. I'll never forget my first time up on stage at a strip club, but it sure won't be the only time! * * * * * Author's note: This is my first story, but it won't be my last! If you liked this story, be sure to read my husband's works. He writes about our adventures too! (Actually, he posted his stories first.) He writes under the name MidnightBlue. Hot (American) Apple Pie Damn it! Which shoes should I wear? I must have at least 40 pairs of heels -- maybe I'll try the green ones. I was so glad that David called. Even though it's way later than I expected, I was afraid he had stood me up, so it was a relief to hear his voice and have him invite me out for pie. I already had a dress on, one with a nice, snug fitting bodice and just short enough to cover the merchandise, but long enough to get away with in a business meeting. I know I always look good in black, and the crème colored top with black piping looks great with my long, dark hair and totally accents my big boobs. He'll never be able to resist me. Ok, Bobby, we've been over this before. I told you I was going out for pie with a friend, and that I would be back later. No, your pouting isn't going to stop me. Damn it, grow up! Bye. Now if the car will only start. Good. Oh, this is going to be fun. I can't wait! Seems like I'm always waiting for some man to do this or that or just get off the dime. I am so glad David called! Geez, this is a dark parking lot. You would think a national pancake restaurant chain could afford a light or two. Not my problem tonight. Oh there he is! Will he kiss me hello, or just hug? Just a hug -- well, we shall see. He looks so cute sitting across the table from me. I know it's late, and he's a lot older than me, and probably tired, but he's not showing it. God I love talking with him. It's so nice to find a man that can stay up with me, although I have to admit I love it when he gets distracted by my cleavage. So we'll get some pie. Since we all know what putting your fingers in a warm apple pie feels like, I'll bet apple is his favorite. Oh my god, it is! Funny that it's mine, too. His touch feels divine. I wondered how long it would take him to hold my hand. Makes my pussy wet just feeling his touch. I wonder how he does that? Is it just me, or is there something about him that just makes me wet to see him and feel his arms around me or his hand in mine? God, we haven't even had sex yet, and he makes me feel like we have been fucking for years! He eats this pie like he's eating pussy. I can tell he loves it, he's savoring every bite, mixing a little pie with ice cream, chasing it with milk -- milk with ice in it. I love that! What is wrong with me? I'm married -- to Bobby -- and I feel like I'm about to lose my virginity! It's two o'clock already? They're kicking us out of the restaurant? We've only been here two and a half hours? Yeah, I guess they do have to clean up for the five o'clock opening. That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard, closing for three hours in the middle of the night. Might as well stay open and clean around people. Isn't that what grocery stores do? So he drives an old Mercedes -- my god, these seats are huge. I could have a lot of fun in the back seat of one of these. What's this -- David is turning on his laptop to show me a picture of his girlfriend. That's using the term loosely, but I'm not sure what else you would call her. She's not really an ex, but not really his girlfriend, either. Maybe fuck buddies works best in the circumstances. There's her picture -- she's beautiful. I can see why he can't let her go. I could totally get together with her, especially knowing how sexual she is. He just told me they started fucking again two weeks ago. I think it's been six months, and now they have started up again. And she's engaged? Holy shit! Oh, and her fiancé is a submissive, and he is thrilled and horrified that she is fucking David, but it gets him off. So the two of them go and fuck in the bedroom while the doctor waits in the living room, listening, keeping an eye out for the kids. And then he comes in, and she makes him clean her up! Wow! Now he's telling me about last weekend...his FB went to New York with her fiancé to spend some time with his family, and David went and had a little fun with her sister and boss? So the FB's friend has a little store, and FB and her sister and the friend all work there. The sister and the friend make out all the time, and ignore the store and its customers. So David, ever the opportunist, goes over there just as the store is about to close and is getting all chummy with the two of them. He is rubbing their asses and crotches, and before you know it, he has taken off the friend's bra and has his hand up her shirt. She's loving it, and puts up no resistance when he lifts her shirt and begins sucking on her nipples. They lock the door and all three drop trou and begin masturbating for each other. It's pretty hot, and after a little banging they are satisfied and leave. No one has been fucked, but the store still smells like sex. David tells me he will be picking up the FB and her fiancé from the airport, so I ask him to do me a favor. I want him to make her suck him off while they drive home and the fiancé watches. He said he would go one better, and says he will call me so I can listen. I tell him I will be at work, but he says they will do it anyway and it will be on my messages. God, I can't believe the friends he has. I am so jealous! I am so wet I can't believe it. I think my dress is getting wet. It's already after three a.m. We talk about sex, about my husband who I adore but many times hate, about the church, about sex, about positions, about work, about families, about just about everything. Somehow it always feels sexual. I don't know what it is about this man, but I like it. Maybe he's just a sexual guy. The sunroof is open, the windows are down, and a little streetlight and a little moonlight are streaming in. There's a voice outside, and with a shock I realize that it's a cop. He asks David to step out of the car and takes him out of earshot. Another cop materializes at my door and starts asking me questions. I get out of the car as well and see that there are four cops surrounding us. What the hell? They want to know if I am here against my will. They want to know if David has harmed me or forced me to do anything. Of course, all we have been doing is talking and looking at some harmless photos, so nothing illegal has been happening. God thing! So they question David for about 15 minutes, and keep asking him the same questions over and over, and eventually I guess they get bored with the answers, so they let us get back in the car and tell us to leave. I have to pee so bad my tongue is floating, and I tell David as we are driving out. We pull into the local Fairfield Inn hotel, and make straight for the lobby. He asks where the restrooms are, and I head to it. David also did, and we wind up coming out together. We walk back to the lobby holding hands, and it's divine. I wiped my pussy dry after I peed, but already I can feel my juices starting to drip out again. We stop at the front desk and chat up the clerk for a bit, and I move over closer to David, rubbing up against him in as sexual a way as I can. Pretty quickly his hand is on my ass, rubbing, squeezing and kneading. Soon he is standing behind me and I can feel his hard cock pressing into my ass. He thrusts against me, and it's all I can do to keep myself together. His hands reach around and fondle my tummy, and just below the counter, out of the clerk's line of vision, he is rubbing my crotch over my skirt. And then, in clear sight of the clerk, his hand is on my breast, and all three of us are gasping for breath. I can feel his hand slip under my skirt and lift it up, and before I know it, his hand is on my bare ass under my scanty panties. His hands roam my ass, and then around my tummy to my pussy, and he can feel my almost bald pussy. Just this morning I shaved it into a "landing strip" just for him since I know how much he likes that. I wink at the clerk, then slip my own hand under my skirt and right into my soaked pussy. Then I take my finger and hold it over my shoulder for David to lick off, and he sucks on in ever so sensually -- it feels like he is giving my finger a blow job. He has lifted up the whole back of my skirt when I hear a zipping sound, and I can feel the warmth of his hard cock against my bare skin. I can see the clerk's eyes -- she is watching me intently -- drift over to the security monitor and see my naked ass. I feel David bend his knees just a bit, and I unconsciously step slightly, spreading my feet ever so much. His cock has now rubbed across my asshole and slipped between my legs, getting wet on my pussy juices as it moves against my pussy lips. "Oh god, he is in me!" I exclaim to myself, feeling his hard cock thrust into me. I stop talking in mid-sentence, the clerk stops talking, and her jaw slowly drops as she "gets" what we are doing. David is grunting as he fucks me from behind. My hand drops to my crotch again and I start rubbing my clit. I lean forward on the counter, oblivious to the whole world, except for the wonderful fucking that I am getting. The clerk stands up and comes to me, takes my hands in hers, and massages my hands as she watches us fuck. I become aware of her stroking my hair and my face, even reaching down to feel my tits. She turns my head to the side and kisses my cheek and tongues my ear. I feel David's hand push mine to the side and he rubs my pussy as he slides his cock in and out of my dripping pussy. The clerk and I are kissing, softly at first, but then her tongue presses deep into my mouth and I am sucking on it. We go back and forth, tongue fucking each other's mouths and faces. She takes my finger, covered with my cum, and sucks it clean. I feel this incredible pressure in my pussy, and suddenly I begin cumming, my whole body spasming and throbbing, squeezing David's cock and sucking the Clerk's tongue, and then I pass out. I come to on the sofa in the lobby. David is holding me and caressing me. The clerk has taken off my panties and is licking my inner thighs, cleaning all my cum and pussy juice from them. When she feels me awaken, she smiles at me and dives into my pussy. She eats me for a few minutes while David and I kiss, and then we change positions. I get on my hand and knees on the sofa, and David takes me doggy style. The clerk has removed her pants and crawls under me. She starts licking my pussy again, and I look down and see her legs spread and her pussy under my face, begging to be licked. I have never tasted pussy besides my own before, and I want to taste hers badly. I lower my face to her mound, and extend my tongue. She rolls her hips up, and her pussy fills my mouth. I suck deeply and then start licking and sucking her. I suck her clit, roll it I my tongue and make it hard. I tongue her pussy, sliding it in as far as I can make it go. And then I lick down her perineum and to asshole, and rim her good. David has started fucking me very hard, and with the clerk's eating me out, I can feel another orgasm building. Just then I feel David's cock pull out of my cunt and the tip of it nosing against my asshole. I have never had anal sex and am afraid of it. Yet my body presses back against him, and the lube from my pussy lets his cock slide in. He stops when the head of his cock is just inside my asshole ring, and he waits there for a minute to let me get used to it. My orgasm continues to build from deep inside me, and then I feel it expand to a point where I can't stop it. David starts fucking my ass, and my orgasm strikes, rolling over me, shaking me, engulfing my body in waves of pleasure and ecstasy. I scream out in pleasure. I quiver, I shake and cum and cum. My ass is on fire and it's exploding with unbelievably exquisite pleasure, and he keeps pumping my ass. Then I feel it -- that hot stream of cum fill me up. He groans and groans with pleasure, fucking me and filling me up. David and I are cuddling now on the sofa, and the clerk has licked his cock clean, and shared some of the taste with me. She is now cleaning up my ass, and I love how her tongue feels on it, and how it feels to have her lap up his cum from my ass. Her work has his cock getting hard again, but I want it for myself. I tell her thanks for the fun, and that we will be back soon to have more fun with her. She says that she can hardly wait. We walk out to the car, parked under a streetlight, and I sit on the trunk with my legs parted. "Fuck me, please," I ask. Then I beg, "Fuck me now, please. Please fuck me again." David comes to me and stands between my knees. He takes my face in his strong hands once again and kisses, softly at first, then deeply. I unzip his fly and find his cock hard and ready. I pull on it and he steps closer, and then he is inside me again. "Oh god," I sigh, "Oh god, you feel so fucking good. Fuck me again. Fuck me hard. Make me cum again." And he does! He strokes his cock in and out of me, taking me and filling me then leaving me empty, then filling me once again. God I love how you fuck me. I didn't know what I was missing. I start rubbing my clit while he is fucking me, and it feels so wonderful. Now I am cumming again, pleasure overflowing, intensity exploding out from my full pussy to my whole body, pleasure so strong on convulse and cry out in ecstasy. He's telling me he is about to cum, and I want it for myself. I slip off the trunk and onto my knees and take his cock into my mouth. It tastes of my pussy, and is so wet and slippery. Yum. My hands are in his ass, pulling him deep into my mouth, and now I feel him tense up. A cry escapes his lips and I feel the first spurt of hot cum in my mouth. I swallow it and suck harder. He thrusts into my mouth, and with each thrust I get another shot of cum. Three, four, five, six thrusts, and his hardness breaks, and I feel his cock and his body go limp. I swallow his cum and continue sucking him gently, milking out the last drops and hearing him moan softly. I stand up and kiss him, and we moan together, tongues softly probing and tasting, sharing our delight and intimacy. We get into the car and he takes me back to mine outside the pancake restaurant. We kiss goodnight (or is it good morning) and I drive home. Bobby is not going to like what I have done. Tough. Hot & Bothered I heard the front door open and close, and my wife came barreling into the living room. I barely had time to take in her petite frame, muscular thighs, and small breasts before she grabbed me by the arm, pulled me up from the couch, and dragged me toward the bedroom. She was dripping with sweat — why on earth would a person go for a run in the middle of the day in August? — and as we passed through the bedroom door she said, "I need you to fuck me right now." With that, she turned her back to me, yanked her running shorts down, and bent over at the waist, resting her forearms on the bed. Her dark bush was peeking out from between her legs and I leaned closer, smelling the sweet scent of her arousal mixed with the sour, salty tang of sweat. I tried to lick her, but she said, "No! Just fuck me now." I stood up and opened my jeans, pulling out my half hard cock. I stroked it a few times, trying to get myself fully hard, and reached out a hand to rub my wife's pussy. "What's taking so long!" she practically shouted. "Stick it in me already!" I wasn't entirely sure what had gotten into her, but I certainly didn't want to piss her off further. I spread her soft ass cheeks with one hand and gripped my shaft in the other. I still wasn't all the way hard — barely a minute had elapsed since she pulled me off the couch, and I was just catching up — but I placed the head at the entrance to her slit and pushed. It didn't go in; despite her arousal, her outer lips were still more sweaty than actually wet. All things being equal, I would have eaten her out for a few minutes to get the juices going, but that wasn't what she wanted. Instead, I leaned forward, pinning my dick between our bodies, and grabbed her hips with both hands. I took a quick breath in and then, with all my might, rammed by cock forward. I heard her make a sound that was half grunt, half whimper as I forced myself through her dry pussy lips and into her cunt. I could feel the difference between the warm, silky wetness around my cockhead and the sticky, dry, sweaty skin clamped on the base of my shaft. I slowly drew back and then rammed forward again, entering her more easily this time. By now my dick was at full mast. I made a third thrust and I was all the way in, my pubes crushed against her ass. "Ohhhhhhhhh-ungh," she moaned as my hard cock rammed against her cervix. Normally she would have gotten mad at me for bottoming out like that, but today it seemed she wanted it rough. OK... I started thrusting against her as hard as I could, and she started chuffing with each stroke like an old-time train engine. The harder I went, the more she seemed to get off on it. I decided to see how far I could take this. Like I said, she's not normally one for rough sex but the usual boundaries seemed to be out the window today. I kept pumping into her as I drew back my right hand, then smacked it against her ass, harder than I thought she would like but not hard enough to really hurt. "Eek-mmmmm," she moaned, egging me on. I lifted my left hand, and this time took it up to shoulder level before bringing it down as hard as I could on her sweaty behind. The sound was nearly enough to startle me, and I heard her gasp in pain. My hand left and angry red mark on her ass. For a moment I wondered if I had gone too far, but she started moaning again, deep and slow, and I figured in for a penny, in for a pound. After a few more minutes, I gave her another full-force blow on her right butt cheek. Again the gasp of pain followed by more moaning. Another slap on the left, another gasp. I was definitely hurting her, and she was definitely getting something out of it. I spread my left hand out across her ass cheek and squeezed hard, right where I had just hit her. She groaned. I reached underneath and touched my right index finger to her clit, as gently as possible. "Mmmmm, yessss..." she moaned, clearly thinking I was going to start rubbing her clit while I fucked her. Think again... without warning I grabbed a handful of her thick hairs and yanked as hard as I could. "Aaagh!-fuckfuckfuck-ungghhh," she let out all at once. Looking down, I could see that a bunch of hairs had come away in my hand. While she was still processing the fact that I had pulled her pubes while fucking her, I spanked her again, hard, with my right hand. Gasp, groan — I was beginning to get the hang of this. I started to reach underneath her body to see if I could get inside her sports bra and twist a nipple, when something else caught my eye: there, on the bed table, was the jar of vaseline she used on her lips before going to sleep. If we're pushing boundaries today... Keeping up my rhythmic pounding of her dripping slit, I grabbed the vaseline and dipped two fingers from my left hand inside, coming up with a sizable dollop of goo. With my right hand, as roughly as I could manage, I pulled her ass crack open. Before she got wind of what was happening, I spread the vaseline across her puckered brown hole, coated both fingers, and jammed them inside up to the second knuckle. "Aaaunggh!" This time the gasp of pain and groan of pleasure were all rolled into one. I shoved my cock as far in as I could and started twisting my fingers around inside her asshole. My cock could feel my fingers moving around in her back door as she whimpered repeatedly into the mattress. As I felt her ass start to relax around my fingers, I slowly started spreading them apart as I resumed pumping in and out of her pussy. I pulled my fingers back a bit, increasing the spread of her butthole. She was moaning like a foghorn now — I couldn't tell if it was from pleasure or pain, and frankly I don't know if she could tell the difference either. Now it was time for phase 2. Without interrupting my stroke, I pulled my fingers out of her ass. I heard her sigh with relief as I once again picked up the vaseline and dipped my fingers in, taking an even bigger glop than before. Timing myself carefully, in one smooth motion I pulled my cock all the way out of her hot cunt, smeared the vaseline all over it, and shoved the first inch or so straight into her virgin butt. "AaaaAAAAAAahhhh," she screamed, "Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. It hurts. It hurts. Holyfuckithurts. Ahhhh. Ahhhh." I practically came right then, what with the feeling of her sphincter squeezing the hell out of my dick and her screaming and moaning from the pain. Looking down at her face half-pushed into the bed, I could see tears running onto the mattress. Her breathing slowed, and I felt her asshole relax around my shaft. She opened her eyes and met my gaze. I tilted my head slightly, and she nodded slowly, never taking her eyes off mine. I nodded back, and then looked down to where my dick disappeared into her tight ass. The unexplored frontier. Not for much longer... I pulled back until I could feel the head of my cock just inside her puckered ring, then pushed forward again, sliding a third of my dick inside. "Ummmmmm," she groaned, the same low tone she used when she was birthing our kids. I realized how much this must be hurting her, and just as quickly noticed how much the fact of her pain was turning me on. I stroked in and out a few more times, slowly increasing my depth, until my rock hard member was buried inside her. Time to add some pleasure into the mix. Keeping my dick pressed all the way in, I reached my right hand down to her pussy. I slipped my index finger into her pussy — still dripping wet and hotter than ever — just to get it slippery, then pressed it against her clitoris and started rubbing. She started panting, and I took that as my cue to start fucking her ass. I built up speed, going after her clit as hard as I was pounding her ass. She started to alternate moaning and shouting and then finally came, and extra trickle of her juices running down between her thighs and onto my knees. On my next out stroke she leaned forward just far enough for me to pop out of her ass and climbed up onto the bed, rolling onto her back. She spread her legs and started fingering herself, gently, and motioned me up closer to her head. "Cum on my face," she said. "Please jack yourself off and shoot your hot cum all over my face. I want you to cover me." Still fingering her soaked pussy, she pushed up her bra with the other hand and started pulling on her nipples. Her eyes locked onto mine. "Please cum for me. Your cock is so nasty, it was in my ass, it was all the way in my ass, and I want you to cum for me, all over my face. You fucked me in the ass, you fucked me so hard in the ass, I want your cum." All her dirty talk was having the desired effect. Between her nonstop stream of filth, her fingers running in and out of her dripping snatch and over her clit, and her one pert little breast peeking out of her sports bra, I was about to go over the edge. I swung a leg over her so that I was straddling her chest and leaned in close to her face. What with all the vaseline on my cock, my hand glided smoothly up and down, up and down, up and down on the third stroke I blew my load. It's entirely possible that I have never cum so hard before in my life. The first shot hit her directly in the center of her face, some of it shooting into her left nostril. She grimaced and her mouth opened slightly, just in time for my second jet to shoot between her teeth and hit the back of her throat. She started choking and instinctively rolled on her side, exposing her right eye and ear to my next blasts. I shot one last time, across her cheek and into her hair, and I was done. I laid down on my left side and spooned in behind her. She was still coughing as she turned back toward me and came in for a kiss. I could feel my jizz squishing between our faces as she probed my mouth with her tongue. Pulling away, she said, "I need a shower — care to join me?" You don't have to ask me twice. Hot and Bothered in the Summertime I recently took a break from my new business to visit relatives at the coast. Usually you can guarantee that I get 7 days of drizzle and force 9 gales but for once this time, I got a few days of Caribbean-like heat...and although I didn't have time for a hot and steamy romance by the sea, it did remind me of a time when I was younger and willing to hop on to a train to meet up with a guy I'd never met before.... I'd been working in my job for a few months... nothing major just basic office work which included a fair amount of time talking to head office, providing liaison for our customers with the powers that be and practising my sexy phone voice and flirting techniques.... I'd made a couple of useful contacts in the IT department, which if anyone who has ever had problems with their network will know is essential.. Especially if you manage to find someone willing not to open every conversation with 'Turn the power off and on'. In this case it was this deliciously deep sensual voice on the end of my phone answering to the name of Peter. After my first introduction to his rich treacly tones, I made a point of always asking for him whenever I had a 'problem' with my computer... (which became surprisingly often. .lol) His amazing voice was always the highlight of my week and then of my day as I found more and more excuses to call him... Fortunately he was as eager as myself to find a reason to call...which is good considering I was probably getting into possible sexual harassment territory with my phone calls... Even my colleagues had begun to notice the flush in my cheeks whenever he called the office and asked for me...and I'd have to listen to 'It's your computer geek for you ...AGAIN' at regular intervals.... But I didn't care Peter was something to go to work for! Now the problem you have with any burgeoning telephone romance is that you are 'flying blind' so to speak. You have no real idea whether the physical will match the mental image that develops as you spend more and more time listening to his/her dulcet tones. And then comes the moment when one of you says...'we really should meet'... At this point alarm bells rang all over the place.... There were a few practical problems ANo transport BHeading towards the end of the month and funds were running out CWould he match up to the IT hunk I'd built up in my head (a cross between George Clooney and Brad Pitt obviously)??? DWould I match up to his??!! Finally I thought what the hell?... you only live once right?... so I agreed to jump on a train that weekend and meet him in a town halfway between us both. Not exactly the most romantic or exciting town in the world but hey...this was going to be a complete disaster anyway wasn't it?.. I was probably going to step off the train, see him waiting in the Costa Coffee just off the platform wearing the blue jeans and white t-shirt (we arranged) and turn straight around and get back on the train.... So I found myself on the following Saturday morning, at the train station, nervously waiting for my 'Train of Destiny' to arrive and take me to meet Peter. I'd never been so nervous... I'd never gone anyway beyond the local pub to meet up with a guy who I knew (or thought I knew) I wanted to jump on! I comforted myself on the journey with the small can of 'gin and tonic' I'd bought at the off licence the previous night, and tried to read the brand of magazine trash I thought would ease my mind. As it turned out it was filled with stories of women meeting men and being swindled out of all their cash... needless to say.. Didn't help to ease the nerves... All too quickly my train pulled into the station... which wasn't exactly the same as the romantic rendezvous in Brief Encounters but not far off in my eyes...and I took a very big breath as I went to step off the train. I looked down the platform to get my bearings and saw the familiar deep red façade of Costa Coffee at the other end. For a second I thought about hopping straight back on the train but then I noticed that the conductor was busy coming down closing all the doors and felt suddenly stupid for even thinking it.... I straightened my clothes, made sure I disposed of the empty can of G&T and quickly popped a breath mint in my mouth.. Smelling of the pub would probably not be the best way to introduce myself to the 'man of my dreams'.... Trying to appear confident, I held my head high and walked in as straight a line as possible, considering my empty stomach and the spirit working it's way through my body. As I approached the entrance to the outdoor seating of Costa Coffee, my nerve nearly failed until I saw him stand from his position at the corner table. And OMG!!... I said a silent but heartfelt 'thank you' to the Gods and smiled as he walked towards me.. As I expected he was nothing like I thought he would be...Not George Clooney... he was younger... Not Brad Pitt...he was taller and very blonde but had a broad smile that reminded me of Jim Carrey and wide shoulders that looked strong enough to carry me off. We sat and had very polite conversation over iced tea and then agreed to take a drive to the coast. I immediately texted my friend to let her know what the new plan was and that I had arrived safely ( safety first girls!). The drive wasn't too long and we chatted about something and nothing the whole way there. As he drove I took the opportunity to have a better look at my phone line friend. His eyes were dark in contrast with his blonde hair, his nose slim and his jaw square.. He was tall, big in build but muscular and well proportioned. I watched his lips as he spoke in that rich deep treacle voice, they were full without being feminine and when he turned to see me staring at him, I blushed and pretended I was inspecting my nails... The rest of the afternoon went quickly... walking, eating icecream and going on the various tacky games and rides that make for a day at the English seaside. When we got off the Twister, Peter grabbed my hand to help me down and didn't let go.. 'Let's go down the pier' he said.. I smiled.. His touch was firm but yielding, my heart was thumping in my chest. We talked about work, about family and childhood trips to the seaside and at the end of the pier we stood side by side at the railing and he leaned over and kissed me gently. I turned to him and melted into his arms.... I knew that I wanted him... I was pretty sure he wanted me... but I was fighting my inner voice... is this a booty call??... did I always know it was a booty call??... Did I care??? We walked back hand in hand down the pier and he suggested we drive further down the coast where we could park up and walk down to the beach. Holding on to his arm, I agreed. The sun was still high in the sky but I knew that it wouldn't be too long before I had to get back to the train station. We parked up, and walked to the wooden stairs that climbed over the sand dunes and down to the beach. In front of us the coast stretched out to our left and right... I was surprised to find that there weren't many people around, just a few walking along the water's edge, walking dogs or watching their children paddle or trying to scoop up the water into buckets... We wandered down the steps and onto the sand and again, chatted as we found our way into a quiet spot... we didn't say it, but we knew we were trying to find a little out of the way place where we really could get to know each other... Eventually we found a little dip in the sand in between some sand dunes... the dunes were covered with high reeds, grasses and bushes and was sheltered from view and the light breeze that danced along the sand... Peter stood in front of me and took my face in his hands... 'I've wondered what it would be like to see you'..he whispered... and leaned in to kiss me. His lips were more urgent than before and he slipped his arms around my waist and pulled me up hard against his body.... He took my breath away and I was swept up in a sudden rush of heat and passion... Yeah ok ... it was a booty call... I wanted him... We half knelt, half fell to the sand... and before I knew it I felt his weight on top of me... and felt his own hard passion pressed on me. He was gentle yet there was no mistaking his intent... and there was no mistaking mine... I tugged at his t-shirt pulling it over his head to reveal his tanned chest and stomach...he tugged at the buttons on my shirt and revealed my own pale skin against the black lace of my bra... and pulled the buttons of my jeans open with one expert flick of his fingers... I tugged less expertly at the buckle of his jeans and giggled as he squirmed to make opening the fly of his jeans a little less like the Krypton Factor... Finally he was free of the tight denim fabric and my hand found his cock under the soft cotton of his underwear... We sank into another deep lingering kiss... It was there in the sand that I finally got to grips with my phone fantasy... he was strong and urgent in his movement, deep and thrusting... he pushed hard against my body as I felt wave after wave of shudders pass through me... my skin was alive with sensations, from the heat of the sand on my back to the cool breeze that played over my skin just as his lips brushed over my shoulder... When he rolled me on top of him, I gasped at just how deep he reached into me... and as I rocked and rode on him, I felt alive ... he held and caressed my breasts with his hands as I looked up into the blue of the sky and felt the first rush of pleasure explode from our connected bodies... And when I finally collapsed onto his chest and heard the pounding of his own exertions, I realised that there was something magical about an encounter that had no expectations, no history... just two people, who had heard a voice, liked what it they heard and met.... We laid chatting and laughing in the warm sand, staring at the clouds as they passed overhead and tracing lazy fingers over each others bodies.... Eventually we realised that we were hearing voices... voices coming closer and closer... Quickly I pulled on my jeans, which were covered in inconvenient sand, and hurried to do up the buttons on my shirt.. The voices were getting louder and there was a smell of BBQ in the air... Peter knelt up quickly to have a look around and then suddenly ducked down laughing aloud and trying to do up the zip on his jeans.. 'Quick'.. he laughed.. 'it's the bloody fire brigade'.. Disbelievingly, I laughed and said 'Oh you reckon you were that good eh?'... 'Seriously', he said as he pulled his t-shirt over his head..' Have a look'... I checked my blouse was closed and stood up, looking over the brow of the largest sand dune... 'Oh my god!!' I whispered...It really was the fire brigade.... Just over the next sand dune was a set of 5 beach huts and someone had set fire to the one on the furthest end from us...Grabbing my shoes I said 'Quick run!!'... We grabbed each others hand and ran for the wooden stairs that lead back up to the car park, his car and escape... Laughing and out of breath we tumbled into the car.. And kissed again...'I've really got to get back'.. I said, touching his cheek with my hand 'It's been ...incredible' He smiled at me, kissed me again and said 'ok let's go'... we drove back to the train station... still giggling at our near discovery... his hand held my thigh in between gear changes and I stroked his arm... We arrived just 10 minutes before my train was due to leave, and we walked hand in hand down to the platform.. I suddenly felt very awkward, but he just slipped his arm around my waist and held me close, kissing my forehead. 'It's been quite a day.. I'm so glad you came to meet me' 'I'm glad I came too' I said.. I lifted my face up to his and we shared another deep lingering kiss.. 'I'll speak to you at work'... one more cuddle and I was back on the train and waving to Peter as I pulled out of the station... I'd love to say that it was the start of a beautiful relationship..lol But in reality it was exactly what I thought it would be... a booty call... but oh my.. WHAT a booty call!!... We spoke occasionally at work, but the calls became more infrequent until finally I moved jobs... But I'll never forget our time in the sand and our 'almost' discovery by the Boys in the Brigade... These days I often fantasize about a couple of the fireman popping over the hill and joining us ;) Still although my trip to the coast this year wasn't as exciting this time around.. I still have the memory to keep me warm and make me smile and tingle when walking down the beach .... Hot and Cold He looks at His rose, precious, beautiful He calls her "My beautiful lady come to Me". She moved to Him where He was standing, fell gracefully upon her knees and whispered "Master". He looked at her with strong caring eyes and said "My precious one, thank you". He placed His strong leather collar around her neck as a symbol of T/their completeness, T/their unity, the collar felt tight and firm and strong, as it touched her soft skin. She looked at Him through her eyes and smiled. Tears, slowly fell down her cheeks, like a gentle waterfall, and inside her she felt, so loved, so precious, so special that only her Master can fulfill. He said to her "lil one come", and He took her by the hand, she stood, strong arms brought her into Him and the walked out on to the deck in the evening air. The night sky was filled with a litany of stars and Master looked at His one, outlined by the moon's rays, standing silhouette in form, and there was a shooting star, and she made a wish, please don't let this moment end. It was as though Master was telepathic and He said "let U/us hope that this moment never ends". He realized that as He was holding her, he became filled with want and need, to take her, to use her, to fulfill His wants and T/their needs. He said to her I want You on the bed, go and prepare yourself for Master. She made her way into the bedroom, she knelt at the foot of the bed, her legs were spread, juices were falling slowly at the thought of being used by her only One. When He arrived, He looked at His precious one, and He said "open those legs". He took His hand and He attached His leash, and He tugged on the leash, and said "open those legs wider NOW". She spread her legs and He saw the glistening dew and He knew that she was ready for His touch. He attached His nipple clamps to her nipples and He tugged the chain, He watched her jerk, He studies her form. Then He says "on the bed". She laid on the bed and He took each wrist in turn and placed a leather cuff around the wrist and then attached a rope and had her tied with her arms spread and attached to the headboards of the bed. He then moved to the bottom of the bed, took each ankle in turn, placed a leather cuff, attached the rope to the bottom end of the bed. She was firm, she was secure, she knew she was loved, she wasn't going anywhere. He pulled the nipple chain, she smiled. He attached the blindfold to her eyes and again she smiled for she knew the pleasure was heightened when she could not see. He took an osterich feather and He ran it down her chest, over her breasts, down her stomach and onto the shaved pussy lips. He took His cane, and then He traced back up, touching each part in turn and He took the edge of His cane to her lips and said "Kiss it". She kissed the cane. She felt the end of the tip of the cane between her lips. He took a very small whip and He whipped her pussy. she let out a cry in total surprise. He said to her, "this is My cunt, you are Mine, and I am going to use you". He placed His fingers inside His cunt, He inserted the first finger, and with His thumb He stimulated the clit. Her juices poured. He said "He said my my are we going to need a drip tray for you wench? you are extremely sluttish. You are My slut, all Mine!!! He took His whip and He whipped her breasts and He stuck a second finger in His cunt, massaging His slut's clit. She was pouring, worming, begging for Master's cock. He said to her "open your mouth". He then forced His cock inside her welcoming lips, and she sucked, long and hard on His cock. He undid the ropes and freed her hands and her ankles and told her to kneel and to wait for Him. As she moved, He then changed His mind, and laid upon the bed and tugged at the leash. His cock was erect and hard and pointing towards the heavens. He ordered her to climb on top, and to ride His cock, to let His cunt feel His cock. She got on top, and she pressed directly down, and took His cock in His cunt and she slowly raised herself gently above to the edge and then forced herself back down. With every up movement it was slow and tender and with every down movement it was forceful and hard. Master's cock was extended, and erect and was filling His slut's cunt. He pulled the chain around her nipples to bring her to the point of orgasm. She let out a cry in delight. His balls they ached with pure excitement knowing that His wells of stored up cum were due to explode. He was sweated on the brow, and she was dripping her sweat and He yelled at her "harder slut, ride Master's cock harder!!" He yanked the nipple chain. His blood was rushing, His heart was racing, and He sternly told her "I haven't you to cum you slut!" Your not cuming, until Master tells you to cum, you withhold! I haven't finished using you, and My cunt is going to be sore!" She rode Master's cock, and she rode harder than before, she withheld the cum that was ready to cum onto her Master's cock. She held it tight. For she knew, that if she released without His command, there would be trouble. The trouble would be deep. She knew she would be denied if she came without Master's order. Master had a wry smile across His lips. His eyes were in seventh heaven, His cock penetrated His cunt, His slut was on the edge and she was ready to cum. Master said to her "Beg Me slut, beg Me NOW!" She yelled "Master can Your slut please cum now and make her cum fill Your cock? Pleaseeeeee." Master's replied "Cum now for Master, NOW!!!!!!!" On command there was a volcanic reaction as He shot His cum into His cunt and as her juices combined with His, she poured warm, sticky salty juices over Master's cock. She laid there, and she was panting, as she reached new heights of begging Master. He looked at her and yanked the leash and pulled His slut onto Him. He wrapped His arms around and said "My precious rose, you did extraordinarily well, Master is very pleased". She kissed His neck, her tender lips touched His lips. She whispered "Master, this girl thanks You by allowing her to serve, by being used by You, for the joint needs. This girl is very pleased that she was allowed to be used and to serve the One that she loves". Master held His precious rose in His arms, knowing indeed that the gift that she gave Him and continues to give Him, is the gift of her being. He smiles a very wicked smile and said "girl, clean Master's cock now". She slid down the bed and laid between His crutch, picked up His cock between her hands, and placed Master's cock in her mouth, and licked the joint cum and licked it clean and returned to Master and gave Him a kiss on the lips and said "Master, You are now clean". Master looked at her and said "My precious rose, you have done extremely well, and now it is your turn to thank Master". She got off the bed and knelt beside Him and lowered her eyes, and said "Master, this girl thanks You". Master told the girl to get on all fours, that He had not finished with her. He inserted His extended cock into her arse for her arse was His arse after all, for she was His to be used, and to be used hard. Master gently took His finger and felt His cunt, He massaged her clit, He examined her legs and saw the trickling juices drop down. He looked His arse, he looked at His cock, and He placed His cock into her tight opening, and very slowly He took her from behind. She knelt like a dog, after all she was His bitch 'n heat as He rode her. Master said "bitch, I haven't finished with you yet". He yanked at the nipple chain … He placed His fingers in His cunt and then He pulled on His pussy lips. She said "Master may Your bitch cum, may Your bitch 'n heat cum" she screamed. Master withdrew His cock and He slapped her arse and said "NO! You may not cum until I give you permission to cum! you know the rules. Are you feeling unwell?" She panted … and said "Master, no this girl is feeling very well, this girl just doesn't know if she can retain the cum from pouring." With that He had heard enough. He told her to kneel and to wait for Master. He reached over to the bedside table, and grabbed an item that she could not see. He then attached His ballgag to her mouth securing it tightly. "Girl, I have heard enough from you, there will be no more utterances. You have displeased Me." He took His cane, and He said "if this happens again … you will be caned." He placed His cane down and smacked her arse hard with the force of His hand, leaving a welt on the virgin skin. She bit into the ballgag because that hurt her butt. Master's response was a harder cock. He raised His hand and He slapped the other cheek with just as much force as the first strike. He looked down between His slut's legs and He saw her wetness roll and drip and move down her legs. He said to her "You are denied release" and upon those words being spoken He knelt down behind her and He rammed His cock into His arse. He pulled her hips back towards Him with a vengeance of force, with full penetration, and He repeated that action until He released His full load of cum into His arse. His bitch was denied release, and she shook. She had no option, but to withhold the cum that was building up inside until Master had finished. Master's withdrew His cock from the tight opening, and He said to her "girl, by the time I have finished with you, your opening will not be so tight, you will accommodate Master with ease". He then patted His girl's butt. He undid the ballgag, and He took her by His leash and He said "I want you to go and kneel in the corner, I want you to reflect on why I had to restrain you". He then attached a padlock on her collar and He said "you are not to leave the house, for the remainder of the day. I want you to contemplate why you had to suffer the ballgag which on this occasion did not please Master". She made her way to the corner and she knelt. There she stayed for Master had spoken. She had been denied release. She had been denied pleasure because she had asked Master if she could cum, noting that she had focused on her own pleasure and not on the needs of her Master. With very sad eyes He looked at her, and He felt a sadness which He knew that she had to learn, that His needs were paramount and that through His needs, and through her service, both needs would be acknowledged. The Master that He is, He is the girl's Teacher, the Trainer, the Lover, the Friend, the Dominant and when need be the Discipline Provider, escorting her on her pathway, cultivating His rose, for His pleasure. For servitude for any girl is paramount for a Master's needs. angel in submission to Master, on her knees, where she belongs, to serve, to be used, to be loved, to be treasured and watered. To encapsulate Master with her love, her care, and her attention, can only in time bring deeper understandings of one's purpose in this place that W/we call life. Hot and Cold The water was cool and refreshing, and Charlotte left barely a ripple behind her as she dived in to her pool, her long dark hair floating behind her and her toned limbs cutting cleanly through the water. After a few lengths she pulled herself up the steps and moved back to her lounger. She loved the feel of the cool water running down her back as it drained from her hair, the little rivulets teasing her skin, and the sensation of her flesh tightening as the warm sun evaporated the droplets from her skin. She lay back in the lounger, closed her eyes and revelled in the pleasure of having a day off from work to enjoy the sunshine. A small smile played across her face as she stretched with a satisfied sigh. A tall glass of iced water was beside her, and she took a sip, letting a small icecube slip in to her mouth to rest and melt on her warm tongue. The combined feeling of being so hot in the sun with the cool glass in her hand and the ice in her mouth felt heavenly, and led her to thinking of what else she could do to make her day even more perfect. Charlotte put the glass down and place her cooled hand on her breast, feeling the chill from her fingers on her nipple which was hardening underneath the thin layer of her bikini top. She slowly traced her warming fingers over the swell of her breast and gently rubbed her thumb over her nipple, and bought her other hand to her left breast to tease and entice the nipple there as well. As she got hotter from her playing she untied her bikini top and let it fall to the floor beside her, revelling in the feeling of the sun heating her bare chest. As she squeezed and massaged her large firm breasts she remembered the ice in her glass and had a sudden craving to have the chilled ice on her bare flesh. She reached over and fished out an ice cube and traced it first lightly across her lips, her tongue flickering out to taste the freshness of the melting water. As her lips began to tingle from the cold she slid the cube slowly down the side of her neck, shivering slightly as goosebumps grew in the trail of water that glistened on her neck. When she reached her collar bone she let the ice rest for a moment in the hollow at the base of her throat, melting slightly and leaving a small puddle. Her chest was rising and falling faster as her breathing sped up in anticipation as she slid the icecube onward, circling it around and around on her breast first and leaving a cool wet path behind it. Finally, she stopped teasing herself and placed the icecube on her nipple, the shock of the cold making her draw a sharp breath. She could feel her nipple tightening even more and her whole breast tingled as it warmed up. Desperate to feel more of this exquisite feeling she grabbed another icecube and repeated the treatment on her other breast, leaving them both slick and shiny from the melting ice. She wished she could reach her nipple with her mouth, for surely the feeling of the icy nipple warming rapidly between someone's lips would be pleasurably tortuous. Needing more satisfaction, she quickly pulled her bikini bottoms off and grabbed more ice. She pushed the ice down her body, a clear pool of the melting water collecting in her navel like a perfect miniature lagoon and her stomach contracting against the cold. With her left hand she reached down to her pussy and gently parted the lips, immediately feeling her wetness and the warmth from her sensitive clit. She pushed the ice down between lips, gasping as it slid over her hot clit and made her pussy clench. Charlotte alternated stroking and warming her pussy with her left hand, and chilling and teasing it with the ice in her right. As she felt the distant approach of her orgasm she pushed the ice up inside her, feeling it gloriously spread her hole open and chilling it at the same time. She wanted to feel full, almost as if she were fucking an ice man, so she grabbed another handful of ice and pushed that inside her as well, gasping and shaking at the delicious shock of the cold. Her left hand played frantically with her clit whilst her right pushed the ice further and further in, filling and cooling her inside so much that it seemed as if she could feel every ice cube. Suddenly she heard a noise from behind her and her eyes flew open to see her handsome neighbour standing beside her, his large erect cock in his pumping hand and his eyes on her hands on her cunt. She was too far gone to be able to stop, and secretly was pleased that he'd been spying on her as she'd been thinking about seducing him soon anyway. Charlotte smiled at him and continued her rapid fingering, feeling her orgasm build like thunder around the rapidly melting ice inside her. She frantically grabbed yet another handful of ice and rubbed it on her aching breasts before pushing it inside her, and this final handful pushed her over the edge. Her back arched and she screamed as the intense orgasm flowed through her, her pussy clenching the ice tight within her. She shoved her fingers even deeper and felt another orgasm crash over her, and as she did so she heard a deep grunt from her neighbour and felt his cum spatter on her heaving chest. The sudden shock of his hot cum on her ice chilled tits made her cum yet again, a whole body orgasm that tensed every muscle and made her scream again. Slowly, the ebbs of her orgasms slowed and eased, and she lay back on her lounger and pulled her fingers from her. She could feel the ice inside her was melting and water was slowly trickling out of her, tickling her pussy lips. She smiled up at her neighbour and was pleased to see that his cock seemed to still be hard -- and she hoped she had enough ice for the rest of the afternoon. Hot & Cold We met at his restaurant's opening night. We went out a year later. We were married a year after that. We fought the entire time. His food was his real passion and that became a problem. I tried everything in my arsenal to get him to see to my needs, but I simply ran out of tricks. Had I known we weren't sexually compatible in the beginning, I probably would have ran. I'm no nymphomaniac, but I can become very irritable if I don't get my itch scratched regularly. Now, my 'regularly' is just once a week. I never had a boyfriend that grimaced at that request. That is, unless he wanted more. That first year, the restaurant was our life. The food was amazing, but the business was a monster. From getting fresh ingredients from Peru to keeping the celebrity guest list balanced, it was a 25 hour a day job. He had no time to sleep and I was just learning why I needed two forks for dinner. We were always short with each other, but always as partners. He admitted that he never had a better cheerleader, teammate, or coach - and they were now all the same person. We'd be on the edge of a relationship eruption until about every three months - about the time the new menus were completed - when we'd do the deed. Prior to that, our passing connections might be a morning handjob in the shower or a quickie after he got home at 2AM. Those were always instigated by me, hoping it would lead to more. But right after the new menus were complete, he'd take the next day off and we'd end up scaring the neighbors. His dick has a girth that needs practice to handle, so once every 90 days didn't give me much preparation. When he'd fuck me from behind I would get so loud he'd have to stuff my face into the pillow. It was amazing. Every 90 days. At first the restaurant was an easy excuse and I was blessed to have such a wonderful partner. My pussy and I would remain somewhat satisfied with the post-menu episode, my box of toys, and my variable speed massage showerhead. Occasionally I'd throw myself onto him and get my rocks off, but he wouldn't cum, no matter how much I tried. At first I thought I was doing something wrong. Then I simply got what I needed and that was that. After awhile, that began to make me feel worse - like taking someone to a movie hoping they'll like it with you, even though they've seen it a dozen times already. The guilt of selfishness sours the moment. After a year of the physical and mental denial, the questions in my head began to pop up. "Was he cheating on me?" "Is he gay?" "Am I not attractive?" "Had he been molested as a child?" We had a very open and continuous dialogue about our lack of sex, but it was his sister who kept me from being stupid. "Everyone in our family had the same questions because every girlfriend had the same problem you're having. They all solved it the same way: they cheated on him," she explained at lunch. "He just doesn't have the same sex drive as most men. We assumed that if you were happy with him, then you must have a similar sex drive?" she questioned with hope, not wanting to see her brother's heart crushed. So I lied to her. And a little to myself. I thought I could power through. I was wrong. Worst year of my life. I was a constant bitch. The only positive that came from my uncared pussy was my law firm's client list. Opposing attorneys and judges were afraid of me. My partners were too. I was prepared to end it all after he opened the third restaurant. I waited up for him at the end of the first week and demanded that he fuck me against the island in the kitchen or I was leaving him. I was butt naked and dead serious. He simply sat down next to me on a bar stool and said, "I have another option." He pulled out his phone and sent an address to a website for escorts to my phone. "I checked out the reviews and the ladies sound satisfied. I could fuck you now, but you'll want more soon enough. I only want you to be as happy as I am every time I think of us. It kills me to know that you can't have everything you want when I have it all. I'm good with it if you are too," he finished, as I looked at the website on my phone. He kissed me on the forehead and headed upstairs. Then and there I looked at the website - naked and in shock - as he went to bed. The website was as vague as it was simple. If you didn't know any better, they could have been selling time shares in the Carribean. Between the lines, however, were companionship and dick. I joined him in bed two hours later, still naked and in shock. He was wide awake. "I can't do it on my own," I started. "You don't have to be involved, but I have to be able to talk to you about it. I can't have a separate life from my best friend. I can't do that." "I think I can handle that," he agreed. For a month I shopped for my first escort. I exchanged notes only to be more frustrated than I was before. All of the escorts seemed sweet, but not my type. "Please fuck somebody already," was my husband's advice. "You don't have to marry him." He was just as anxious to see if this would work as I was, though he appeared more relaxed about it. So I responded to the first letter in my inbox and scheduled an appointment. The hotel I chose was nondescript in every way. I was there to get dick, not have an affair. Clean and relatively close to work was all I needed in my hotel and my escort. When I got to the room, he was already in the shower. His suit, shirt, and tie were neatly laid out and his shoes were under the desk. "Very humid day today," he shouted from the shower after he heard the door shut. "Out in a minute." His French accent was a surprise, but everything else was exactly as his bio explained - 6'2", 190, 8". Entering the room with no towel was rude and exactly what I needed. "Good afternoon," he greeted me as his freshly manicured dick swung heavy. "How would you like begin?" **** That evening I stayed awake until well after the restaurant closed. That afternoon, I texted my husband to let him know I'd safely returned to work after my lunch date, but that was the end of our communication. I wanted to talk about the episode in person. "Sorry I'm late," he said as he came into our room. "Crazy night." "Crazy day," I responded wearing the biggest smile I'd worn in months. He paused. Then smiled, knowing I was eager to share my day with him. "Please tell me about this afternoon's workout and don't leave out a single detail. I've honestly been conflicted about the idea of you fucking someone else until seeing your face right now. I didn't know if I'd be jealous or heartbroken. I'm not really either because I haven't seen you this happy in a long fucking time," he said as though he was proud of me. Proud of us. "Well, I honestly didn't know what to expect," I started. "He asked me what I wanted and I told him, I guess. I wasn't comfortable looking him in the face, so I let him fuck me from behind." I paused and waited to see my husband's response. Would he be jealous, confused, turned on? "And?" he questioned with an interest similar to how my day at work was or what I bought at the grocery store. "I let him caress my back while I leaned against the couch until my pussy began to moisten," I started over. "He took off my blouse and skirt, but left my heels and underwear on. I could feel him kneel behind me as he shifted my thong to the side enough to slide his tongue along my asshole and his index finger into my pussy. "Looking down between my legs I could see him stroking his dick until it was rock hard," I continued as my husband began to undress. "At some point I heard the condom wrapper tear and I knew he would be inside me. I leaned further over the couch, glancing back just to see the condom wrapped dick approach my pussy. He entered me slowly with one hand on my back and the other hand hand on my thigh. We rocked slowly at first until all of his dick was comfortably inside me. "He rubbed my back and thrusted with care for a minute or so, but I needed more. I began to fuck his dick as fast my hips would allow and I came as fast as I could," I said, never losing eye contact. "And?" he questioned, knowing I typically need more. "I gathered myself, spun around, ripped off the condom, took another condom from the couch, put it on his dick, leaned back over the couch and told him 'Next hole, please' without taking a breath," I said. "He repeated the last act, only this time in my asshole and I paid him with a nice tip." "Okay," my husband replied, now in his standard shorts and t-shirt. "Next appointment?" "Two weeks. Not sure if I should stay with the same guy or keep it fresh," I answered as though I were scheduling a manicure. "This is all very new to me." "As long as you're happy, I'm happy," he said with a genuine sense of joy as though the problem of a lifetime had been solved and the love of his life had been recaptured. "Get some sleep. You've earned it." We turned off the lights and held each other as though we'd just had sex. And I realized that this was what I needed more than the sex. Our tension had eaten us alive and we needed this release. It wasn't the lack of sex, it was our inability to understand each other's feelings around sex. I know it wasn't about the sex. Because I never fucked that French escort or the countless other guys I had to invent to fulfill our new pact. I took one look at that escort's dick and realized that I really needed the trust from my husband that my pussy was an equal player in our relationship. That's what eased my tension. I knew that the moment my escort stepped out of the bathroom. I needed the confirmation and my husband needed to know that I will always be satisfied in our relationship. That's why I keep making up new escorts, though the activity remains identical. That way I don't have to remember all of the lies. All I really needed that day was his full trust. Actually, that and the new double-penetration, wireless vibrator I test drove the minute I got home from work. That French accent was hot! Hot and Dirty Head at Work I found a dirty side of my wife I had never seen before, and boy did I love it! I work as a mechanic and many nights when the shop is backed up I stay late alone to get the cars fixed in time for the next day. One night my cell phone rang and it was my wife. She told me she was in the area and that she wanted to drop by the shop. I was hesitant since I had so much work to do but figured she could sit around and talk to me as I worked. When she arrived I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Usually a very causal jeans and T-shirt kind of woman, she showed up in a barely-there tight black dress. It plunged very low, exposing the mounds of her milky white tits. She had knee high stockings on and some sexy high heels. Her glasses were off, and her long brown hair was down rather than in a ponytail. I looked at her and asked "What is the occasion?" She gave a flirty smile "Oh, like I said just in the area." She was running her fingers along the side of the mustang I was working on. Giving me her little fuck me eyes. I felt my pecker grow larger. She came closer "So, what is that for?" She pointed to my creeper. :"I use that to go underneath the cars." I replied with a slight smirk. She moved closer to it, lifting her dress slowly exposing her thighs. She put her foot on the creeper and moved it closer with one of her sexy heels, slowly until it was underneath her. Then she lifted her dress completely, exposing her see through black thong. Slowly, she spread her legs and dropped down until she straddled my creeper. She sat there legs spread eagle. I could hardly control myself. I put my wrench down on the top of my tool box. "Do you want to get out of here?" I asked her. "No, actually I don't" She replied smiling. At this point she was rubbing her thighs with her hands and rocking her hips back and forth. Her hands moved upwards to her tits. She took one strap of her dress off and revealed a soft brown nipple. She put a finger in mouth. After licking and sucking it she rubbed her spit on her tit, making her nipple turn hard right before my eyes. I moved closer to her. Sweat dripped from my forehead. "Just watch me." She said demandingly Now she was rubbing her clit against my creeper. She didn't seem to mind the fact that it was covered in grease. Her head was seductively moving from side to side, her eyes were closed and her tongue was slowly licking her wet lips. Her other dress strap fell off and now her dress was around her torso. Her perky little tits were free and softly bouncing up and down. She lay down slowly on her back. Her legs went up into the air. She teased me a bit by crossing and uncrossing them. When she uncrossed them, she pulled her panties to one side. She was shaved completely bare and she spread her lips to show me her wet, pink pussy. She rubbed her clit with her finger in a circular motion her other two fingers on the opposite hand in an upside down V spreading her fat pussy lips apart. I could see thin white juice dripping out of her. Then she moved the panties back over her mound abruptly stopping the peep show. She pulled down her stockings and then pulled them back up, teasing me the whole time. I could no longer stand it. I wanted her so bad. "I'm going to clean up" I told her. "Oh no you are not." She replied firmly, still playing with her stockings. She sat up and beckoned me closer with her finger. "Drop your pants." She told me. "I want your dick in my wet mouth" I tried to convince her to let me wash up. After all I just worked a 9 hour day in the hot shop. But she didn't seem to care. In fact she seemed to want it that way! Her lips glistened with saliva they seemed puffy and juicy, perfect to nibble on. I did as she said and I moved in front of her. I could feel the sweat dripping down my back now. She unbuttoned my work pants. They were stained and soaked with various motor oil, transmission fluid, and sweat. I was self conscious of this until she uttered " I love it when you're dirty" She went on to tease my cock with her tongue through my boxers. Then she took it out. She rolled her sopping tongue slowly over the head of my dick. Then she licked under my shaft. She eventually got to my balls where she stayed and licked for a little bit. "Mmmm, I have been thinking about this all day" She said coyly, still rubbing her clit. I couldn't even talk; I was so turned on by my sexy wife. She took my dick into her mouth and licked her hand as she placed it at the base of my cock. She slowly started moving her head back and forth. I grabbed the back of her hair a bit harder than I realized but she didn't mind because she let out a soft little moan. Occasionally she took my cock out of her mouth giving it a good lick from base to tip until she eventually decided she wanted all of me in her mouth. She got a rhythm going and after a few minutes she was furiously sucking me off. But she knew what she was doing. Her teeth were covered by her tongue. And I could feel all of the wet fleshiness of her warm mouth. She went deeper and deeper with every motion. My dick hit the back of her throat and with each stroke she moaned for more. Her big green eyes looked up at me, I wanted to cum on her face. As she deep throated me, I looked down at her and to my surprise her thong was off and lying on the floor. She had two fingers into her sopping wet pussy and she was using the wheels on the creeper to rock back and forth forcing her fingers deeper insider of her with each motion. I could see her fingers glisten with slippery pussy juice. That was it. I couldn't stand it. I felt like I was going to cum. Just at that moment she took her fingers out of her pussy and slowly inserted one into my asshole. She started slowly, staying near my rim, rubbing her pussy juices around my rim to lube me up. She put it in deeper and deeper until she full on finger fucked me in the ass as she sucked me off. My legs shook. I grabbed her head and forced my cock deeper into the back of her throat. Then I came. My knees buckled. I nearly collapsed from the orgasm. I pulled out and tapped my sticky head on her lips giving her a few tiny drops of y jiz that she didn't already swallow. She licked it off of her lips like candy. Afterwards I was still so turned on that I ate her pussy right there on my creeper. We never ended up having sex, but I was still perfectly satisfied. The next day when all of the employees came in they asked me if I stayed late and I laughed and replied "Yes I did" To this day I look forward to her late night calls. Sometimes we have sex in customer's cars, other times on top of my work bench. Her ultimate fantasy is to have sex in a car while it is up in the air on a lift but we don't want t plan it. We will just let it happen. Hot and Dry Hot and dry, that described me. Of course, that described just about everything else around here that summer. Hot and dry and, if you want to add the other descriptor heard around town: miserable. We'd had dry spells before- who hasn't- but none like this. None so bad that everyone walked around like they were about to break, like their skin was made of old paper, like every breath took every bit of effort one could muster. Hot and dry, in and out. I'm glad I was single that summer. At the time, I wasn't. Being single was just one more thing to add to the list of complaints. Hot and dry and single. Or, more specifically, hot and dry and lonely. But, if I was honest, being single was better than being dried up with another person. Too many couples broke up that summer, too tired from the heat to keep fighting, too tired from the heat to even care about staying together. And forget about sex. Even being inside in the air conditioning, if one was fortunate enough to have some semblance of it, didn't help enough to spark anyone's libido after the first few weeks of the drought. I went on a few dates that summer, of course. I was by no means the most attractive girl in town, but I was pretty and curvy with a sharp sense of humor. But those dates never went anywhere. By the end of the evening when we tried to kiss good night, it would be obvious to both of us that we had nothing much to offer, so we'd part ways with a smile and a thank you. No hard feelings for each other, both of us knowing that in better circumstances we might have hit it off. By August, when we'd had no rain for three months and temperatures too high to mention, I was dreaming of water. In June, when the hot spell had seemed temporary we'd all gone out in our sprinklers to mist off. We'd watered our yards and flowers; we'd watched kids play in the neighborhood wading pools; we'd taken long cool showers to start and end our days. But by August, the city had declared a water shortage. No more sprinklers, no more pools, no more long showers. Use water for necessity only, and use as little as possible: they repeated this mantra day in and day out, everywhere you went. So it was no surprise that I was dreaming of water. Of lakes, of rivers, of oceans. Of waterfalls and hot springs and puddles made by rain. Maybe we all were, it's hard to say. I stopped imagining true love and great sex and instead focused all my fantasies on what it would feel like to be completely surrounded by cool water. To be drenched, satisfied, sated. And then sometime mid-month, the weathermen started talking about rain. They'd given it up back in July when too many people complained of false hope. They no longer mentioned small chances of showers or the rain in neighboring counties. So, it was a surprise to all of us when we heard the ten day forecast and, there at the end, a mention of rain. We all talked about it everywhere we went. But we were afraid to hope, I think. We were so hot and dry, inside and out, that we didn't have much hope of anything anymore. We were brittle, fragile, too close to the shattering point to actually believe it would rain, so the talk around town was much like the talk of aliens or elvis sightings. It was a curiosity, nothing more. Five days into the forecast, the percentages were higher, the rain spanning days instead of hours. We were all glued to our televisions like a war had been declared, only this time it seemed like peace to us. Each day the forecast got more hopeful: a long, drenching rain, they said. Thunderstorms. Chances of hail. We'd take the risk of damage, we said, as long as we got rain. And, a double blessing: on the other side of the storm, they predicted cooler temperatures. An end to the hot and dry. *** On the day the rain started, I went to work dressed in a loose skirt and a thin white top. We all had taken to wearing as little as possible, and less than that touching our skin. I spent my day answering questions, finding books, doing as much as possible to keep busy. By three, the clouds had come in, and the sky was dark. Lightning flashed in the distance and each strike felt like an electric charge through the air, through our bodies and into stomachs. And then, as I was leaving for home, the first drops fell. Tentative drops, a random trickle that made our hearts sink- was this all, we asked each other. But walking home, I held my hand out to the sky to catch what I could, to feel that splatter of water that had I had always taken for granted. I held my hand out like I was making an offering. And maybe I was. Halfway home, the drops fell harder, an almost insistent drip drop, enough that my hair clung to my neck, enough that my shirt showed skin through the thin material. Enough that I spent the rest of my walk looking up at the sky and laughing, catching drops on my tongue, on my eyelashes; water began to streak down my face and my body, and still I continued my walk, not seeking shelter or hurrying my pace. This was what I'd wanted, and I was grateful even as lightning flashed through the sky and the thunder rumbled close to home. The trees were alive with wind and rain, and as I walked I saw my neighbors outside, cupping their hands to drink what they could, looking up like me, in admiration. By the time I saw my house, I was soaked. Not a stitch on my body was dry, and I laughed at that. I was soaked through, and I'd never felt better. My clothes clung to my body, making it hard to walk, but I didn't care. I carried my shoes in my hand and finished my walk barefoot, carefully stepping in as many puddles as I could find. The surprise of the cold water on my feet sent tingles up my body. I saw my neighbor on his porch; he was new to town, and we'd only really ever waved in greeting. I knew he was single and attractive, but beyond that I'd never paid attention. That day I smiled at him and called out, "Great day, isn't it?" He laughed at me, low and deep. I'm sure I made an interesting picture. Barefoot and bedraggled, laughing in the rain. "It is. Enjoy your walk?" "Can't you tell?" I asked, smiling again. I stood in front of his house, my eyes caught on him, waiting for one of us to have more to say. In the silence, we stared at each other, until I looked away. "Guess it's time to get these clothes off," I said. I turned away even as I saw his eyes spark, the electricity humming between us like lightning. When I got home, I went to the back door, where there was some semblance of privacy. I had trees on all sides of my yard, and with the trees and rain, the yard was more or less concealed from my neighbors. I considered going inside to change, but instead I decided to do what I really wanted, to listen to the voice inside my head that had so long been wanting water, been dreaming of the touch and taste and feel of water. I unbuttoned my blouse and it fell on the wood planks of my deck; I shimmied out of the skirt, pulling it away from my skin with both hands. I stood, almost shivering, in my panties and bra, water rolling down my arms and legs and torso. The sound of wood cracking made me turn, and I saw my neighbor walking through his yard, his eyes on me. He was dressed in jeans and a long sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and all I could think was how wet denim clings to the skin, how hard it would be later for him to tug those jeans down. His expression was determined, but then he smiled, and I realized that I was almost nude, that my bra and panties were wet and hardly covered me at all. Without time to cover myself or turn away, I simply said, "Hello again." He smiled wider, an almost wicked grin really. "Hello," he said. He continued walking toward me, moving from his yard into mine. And then, looking at me again, "You're beautiful." "It's the rain," I said. "It's making everything beautiful again." It was true. Already the flowers that had long since given up seemed to be trying for a second life. The trees looked stronger, healthier. The thunder and lightning held no hint of threat, but instead seemed like beacons of hope, of desire. "It becomes you." He nodded at my skin, flushed from both embarrassment and arousal. The drops of rain on my bare skin felt like a lover's touch, and his arrival did nothing to diminish that feeling. The opposite, in fact. Looking at him, I realized how long it had been since I had wanted a man, how long it had been since I'd touched a man and been touched in turn. I realized that I was no longer hot and dry, inside and out. It was time to change that sexual dry spell, I thought, now that the air no longer suffocated and stifled every feeling but discomfort and misery. I smiled again, seeing in him what I'm sure he saw in me: hunger. "You should really try it." And, eyes locked on his, I reached behind my back to unfasten my bra. I flung it off, and it landed on the deck with a splat as my breasts seemed to reach out for the rain. My nipples seemed to grow harder, the tips begging for each little droplet of pressure, of pleasure. I saw his eyes widen, saw his muscles tighten in his jaw as he watched the way the rain seemed to stroke my skin. He stepped onto my deck, stopping a few feet away from me, his gaze still focused on my breasts, round and firm. I felt my nipples tighten, harden even more, in response to his stare. It had been a long time since I'd had a man look at me that way, like a feast. He pulled his shirt off, and as I watched, he began to wrestle with his jeans. We still hadn't touched, but the heat between us was almost tangible. He wasn't wearing underwear, and as the jeans slowly peeled away, I saw his cock slowly exposed. He was long and thick and, almost without knowing it, I reached out to touch the tip. I rubbed a bead of rain into the taut skin, and he exhaled sharply. I heard thunder in the distance, the sound of wind in the trees, the continued spatter of rain on the leaves. His skin was darker than mine, with a smattering of freckles on his shoulders and chest. But it was cock that I was drawn to. I wanted it, craved it the way I'd craved the rain. I stepped toward him, closing the gap between us, until I stood close enough so that our skin seemed to hum with need. Almost touching, but not enough, not nearly enough. I considered kissing him, but I was in no mood for courtship, for the tangle of foreplay. Instead, I wrapped my hand around his cock, tight as a fist, and slid along the length of him. The rain made him slippery; without letting go, I dropped to my knees in front of him. I leaned back to look at him, as if to ask silent permission, and saw his face tight with need. He watched me intently as I focused my attention on his cock which twitched in front of me. Opening my mouth to him, I licked the tip, but it wasn't enough, but that little taste wasn't nearly enough. Slowly I slid my mouth down his length, swallowing inch after inch. He felt heavy in my mouth, and beneath my hand I could feel his balls, tight and full. I teased him at first. A slow slide, licking the underside of his cock, my hand helping me to work up and down his length. Soon he had his hands tangled in my hair, holding my head so that he could thrust in and out of my mouth. He moaned then, with his cock almost fully in mouth, swallowed down, but I wasn't ready to be done. I wanted more, so I pulled away, leaving his cock jutting in between us. I stood up and grabbed the cushions from a deck chair; throwing them on the deck, I gestured for him to lay down. He grabbed his jeans and pulled out a condom. At my questioning look, he shrugged and answered, "When I saw you in the rain, I couldn't think of anything but burying myself inside you. I figured I should be prepared, in case I got that lucky." He quickly slid the condom over his length and laid down on the cushions. Still standing, I pulled my panties off, kicking them aside with one foot. He watched as I exposed myself to him. Bolder now than I would normally be with a first time lover, I asked, "Like what you see?" He nodded and reached toward me, trying to pull me down. I kneeled beside him, rain soaking my skin, sliding down between my legs and soaking even my trimmed pubic hair. I watched him as he watched me, as he stared at my body the way I had at his. He reached out again, this time to run a finger along the side of my breast, along the curve, until he reached my nipple. He pinched it lightly, and then harder, rolling it between his fingers as I moaned and leaned toward him, my breasts dangling over his face. Taking the hint, he lifted his head to suckle me, to pull as much of my nipple into his mouth as he could. He pulled back a little and then molded my breasts together with his hands so that he could almost draw both nipples into his mouth at the same time. I gasped as a ripple of need coursed through my body. Sitting back, I kneeled beside him again. He stared at me intently, watching as my hand trailed down my stomach and settled between my legs. I slid one finger into my pussy, wet with arousal and rain, and pulled it out. Smiling, I traced the same finger along his lips and then slid it into his mouth. He sucked my finger hard, and my need for more intensified. I wanted to tease him, to touch myself while he watched, but I didn't have the patience for it. As another round of thunder rolled in the background, I shifted so that I could straddle him. I leaned forward and kissed him, finally, tentative at first, and then more fully, our tongues tangling together. I held my pussy over the tip of his shift, rubbing him slightly, as we kissed. His body was tight as he fought for the ability to surrender to my control. I nibbled his bottom lip and slid down the full length of him until he was settled completely inside me. We began to rock back and forth, up and down, our mouths locked together. His hands held tight to my hips as I rode him, but still, it wasn't enough. I sat up, his cock still deep inside me. He ran his hands from my hips to my breasts, teasing my nipples as I stroked him up and down with my pussy. I reached down between us and found the nub of my clitoris, swollen and needy; holding him tight inside me, I touched myself, rubbing fast against the throb of my clit. Watching me, he groaned and began to thrust up into me, his hips lifting off the cushions. Our rhythm was frantic, each of us searching for release. The rain falling down on us acted as a curtain between us and the rest of the world. Nothing seemed to matter but this moment, this combination of rain and sex. I rode him even as I started to quiver in the beginnings of an orgasm; we pushed into each other, every thrust bringing us closer to the end, closer to the beginning, closer to some unnameable thing. It felt like more than an orgasm, more than the ecstasy of sex, as we rode out the waves of pleasure. Our words were broken, our cries guttural, nonsensical, as we pushed each other into the final throes of climax. With my pussy clenched around him, he thrust up into me one last time, his cock pulsing inside me, before he came with a shout. We lay together, our limbs tangled together, half on and half off the cushions, breathing deeply. Breathing in the air around us that was charged with electricity and sex. The rain slowed to a drizzle, but the clouds overhead promised more to come. I laid my head across his chest, my hand idly stroking his skin, and thought how glad I was to not be hot and dry, inside and out, how glad I was to know that, finally, the rain had come. Hot And Heavy Jake opened the shower door as she was turning around to face the steaming hot water. A small gasp of surprise escaped Amanda's lips as he slid into the shower behind her. He reached for the shampoo and started to lather her hair. He didn't say a word as worked the shampoo into her hair and softly kissed her neck. After several minutes he squeezed the shampoo out of her long red hair and let if fall off unto her wet body. He then turned her around facing him, and leaned her back where her head was under the running water, further rinsing the shampoo from her hair. Next, he reached for the body wash sitting in the corner of the shower and with a little in both hands proceeded to massage and wash her shoulders. She felt his hands slip lower as he washed below her waist and worked upwards lathering her stomach and then her breasts. He stopped there for a while, massaging and kissing and tweaking the skin, driving her wild. His eyes were constantly on her, watching every reaction she made to his touch. Silently he took more soap into his hands and kneeled down in front of her. Slowly but surely he worked his way from her feet to her thighs, kneading and massaging and washing her body. He took careful time to stroke her inner thighs. This wildly excited her, giving her this wonderful exotic feeling of someone else touching her so romantically. He directed her under the flow of the shower head and watched as the hot water rushed over her body, rinsing it of all the soap. She braced herself against the wall of the shower, opening up to him and inviting him to do as he pleased. He stood up and while placing his gentle hands on her hips, kissed her passionately, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth. She places her hands around his neck and savors the kiss and in return begins nibbling on his neck, feeling the heat in her body rising. His hands slide down rubbing her thighs and his finger brushes her clit, sending wonderful sensations pulsating through her body. She can feel his growing erection pressing up against her body and tilts her head back, closing her eyes, as he continues to play with her. But then as suddenly as it started, he stops. She jerks her head back up and looks at him confused and unsatisfied. He still doesn't say a word, but turns off the water and picks her up and carries her to the bedroom. He lays her on the bed and watches as she slowly dries off, taking in her every move and her beauty. Sneaking up behind her, he pulls a scarf over her eyes, hearing her gasp in surprise. She questions what he is doing, but all he says in reply is, "trust me, I love you." He moves now, taking her hands and tying them to the top of the bed and she now gives little protest, she can feel herself becoming aroused. When she is secure, he slides over her body kissing lightly. He continues to kiss her neck and cups her breasts in both hands. He begins massaging them lightly, first blowing on them to get them hard. He teases her, pinching her nipples and touching her breasts in ways that make her squirm. She can feel herself getting wetter and longs for him. He continues his play, kissing her breasts and sucking on them softly, making her moan in ecstasy. She begs him to touch her, almost pleading because she needs it so badly. He slides down, kissing and making a line all the way to her crotch. She shudders deeply and moans when she thinks of what is to come. He begins by kissing and licking her thighs and quickly moves to her clit working his tongue around. She squirms under his touch, but is firmly held in place by the ropes and she continues to beg him for his pleasure. He tortures her clit, sucking, nibbling and brushing his tongue against it, bringing her close to her climax and then he stops his assault. She cries out in protest, wanting and needing to go on. He begins rubbing her legs as she squirms beneath him and using his finger finds her inner labia. He can feel how wet she is, and begins to stroke her softly, which produces deep low moans. Unexpectedly he inserts his finger into her, producing another gasp, but she tries to push herself towards his finger, wanting him inside of her. He teases her with his fingers, moving them in and out and avoiding her clit, bringing her to the brink of insanity. She wants him so bad and struggles against the ropes trying to get him closer and deeper. She feels him move away from her, and shouts out in protest for him to come back. He moves across the room, watching her writhe and listening to her shouts for him. He smiles to himself and knows that all of the torture will be worth it for her as well as for him. His erection is full blown now, he can feel the blood pulsating inside of him and he yearns for release. Her pleading is getting to him, making him want to take her then and there. He moves back to the bed, and when she feels his presence she quiets down to a small whimper. He crawls over her and kisses her passionately and she moans to him seductively to take her right now. He can't take it anymore and has to have her. He has no problem sliding in, because all of the teasing he did had made her so wet and horny. She moans loudly as she feels him enter and tries to move herself to where he's closer. He beings his rhythmic timing, going in and out and he teases her clit with one hand and uses the other to fondle her breasts. In no time they are both breathing hard, on the brink of orgasm. He feels it coming on, the heat swelling up and he goes in deeper burying himself in her. She cries out in ecstasy as she feels him explode inside of her which sets off her orgasm as well. The waves come crashing down over her and for a minute she is silent, riding the wave out. He pulls out of her slowly and unties her. Kissing her softly he removes the scarf and looks deep into her eyes. She is breathless, recovering from the most extreme orgasm she has ever had. She pulls him into a deep kiss and whispers in his ear, "that was fucking amazing!" He smiles to himself and agrees. She too has a surprise for him and she pushes him gently off of her. He looks shocked and in protest tries to reclaim his spot, but she rejects him and slides off of the bed. He lays back in angst, wondering what he's done wrong and is surprised to feel her hovering over him. She strokes him softly, bringing his erection back to life. He looks at her in surprise, and she smiles evily and blows him a kiss. She then lowers her head and lightly kisses the swollen head and then flicked her tongue across his dick. He threw his head back and let out a loud moan of pleasure, which made her want him more. She then grabbed my cock at the base and slowly, but firmly stroked it all the way up to the head, then back to the base. At the same time she fully engulfed the swollen head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, and stroked that ultra sensitive spot right behind the head. She feels him tense up, and sensing what is coming she slows down and instead she slowly goes up the length of the shaft with her mouth, then back down again. He moans in pleasure and she steadies his hips trying to keep him from attacking her face. She grabs the base and slowly strokes up and down while swirling her tongue again the head. She feels him tensing again and instead of slowing she picks up the pace. She takes him all the way in and goes up and down the shaft vigorously while playing and stroking all around the head with her tongue. At the last minute she began sucking and he came hard for her in her mouth and she swallowed every last bit down. She slid over his now limp body and kissed him softly. She thanked him for such a wonderful night and he simply nodded and took her in his strong arms and they fell asleep together exhausted from the long night. Hot and Heavy The flirtation has been hot and heavy and the anticipation of a possible encounter almost too much to bear! Each one wondering what that first time would be like, would they be in sync as they suspected they would be? Would they ever be able to find out? The tantalizing draw of forbidden fruit so deliciously tempting... The bus comes to a stop and the driver turns off the engine, his break is about to begin so he unloads his passengers and prepares to close up the bus for his relief driver. There is one passenger left on the bus and their eyes meet, an electricity can be felt by them both, there is and has always been and undeniable attraction yet neither has ever spoken of it out loud. The passenger stands up and walks to the front of the bus to exit, the driver says something funny and she laughs, blushing slightly and leaves the bus. The driver heads out of the terminal to have his lunch and he sees the passenger he admires secretly walking up ahead of him. He can't help but speed up a little so that the distance between them is not so great. She is wearing a white skirt and high white sandals and he can faintly see the outline of her thong as her admires her ass as she walks in front of him. She feels him watching her and her face gets hot again, the heat spreading to her lower body so that she is kind of squirming as she walks knowing he is watching. She stops suddenly to adjust the strap on her sandal and he practically bumps into her. She straightens up and turns around, their eyes meet again and they know its time! He makes a joke about bumping into her and silently thinks to himself how much he would love to take her hand and drag her into the alley they just passed but he knows it isn't right...FUCK IT! He takes her hand and asks her not to say anything, he pulls her into the alley and turns around facing her. They are both breathing heavy now as the moment they have both wanted has finally come. He pushes her against the wall and leans forward and kisses her softly, slowly putting his hands into her hair, she sighs and brings her hands up to his chest, he thinks at first that she might be going to push him away but she snakes her hands up around his neck and pulls him closer deepening the kiss. He flattens his body against her pushing her into the wall and she whimpers. He pulls back with great effort and looks deep into her eyes searching for the answer he is aching for, she smiles and gives him the answer and he leans into her again, this time the kissing is feverish, his hands drop from her hair to her breasts and he begins to knead them with his palms, her nipples tighten in his hands and he groans into her mouth, his erection is now pressing into her thigh and he begins to grind his hips into her. She reaches down and undoes her blouse, she pulls it open to reveal a delicate lace bra, and he wonders how it is possible that the little amount of fabric could hold the amazingly ample breasts in his hands! He rolls her nipples in his fingers and she arches her back pushing her breasts deeper into his palms. He begins to kiss her neck working his way down to her amazing breasts, he takes each nipple into his mouth slowly sucking them through the fabric at first and then he tugs the fabric down off of them so each breast pops out of the top of the bra, the sight is exquisite and her chest if flush with wanting him. She reaches down and unzips his fly and slips her hand inside, his cock is hard and warm and she begins to stroke it through the fabric, he moans and pushes himself into her hand. She kneels down and pulls his cock from it constraints and takes him slowly into her mouth, one of his hands is in her hair guiding her mouth where he wants it to be and the other is against the wall holding him up as he feels like his knees might buckle. He has wanted to know what her mouth would feel like wrapped around his cock and this beats any image he may have had. She alternates stroking and sucking in such a way that he is brought to the brink of orgasm over and over, he cannot stand it any longer and he drags her to her feet and turns her around so her back is to him. He crouches down behind her and slowly runs his hands up her thighs dragging the skirt up over her ass as he does. The pristine white thong is staring him in the face and all he can think about is does she taste as good as she smells? He leans in and inhales her musky scent aching to taste her, he spreads her legs open wider and moves the thong to the side so her glistening pink pussy is exposed, she takes a sharp breath in as the cool air hits her sensitive skin, she gets goose bumps and she pushes her ass out a bit more so her pussy is now inches from his face. He leans in and licks her pussy slowly, he reaches around and starts to rub her clit, she moans and gyrates her hips in sync with his tongue, he spreads her lips open and slowly slips his tongue inside, making her gasp at the invasion. The moment has come, he can't stop himself he stands up quickly, drops his pants and turns her around to face him. He leans in to kiss her again, their juices mingling as they do and he lifts her leg up around his hip, slides the thong to the side again and slides his throbbing cock deep inside her, their tongues are tangled together as he begins to thrust inside her, she pushes her hips to meet each thrust as her mercilessly fucks her harder and harder. Their moans must be audible from those around them but neither of them cares at this moment they are alone and are totally in sync! He pulls out and thrusts hard so that her back slams against the wall, she cries out and for a second he is worried he may have gone too far but when he looks in her eyes he sees that she wants it like this, she is with him 100% and she wants more, she reaches down and starts to rub her clit while he continues to slam his cock into her pussy, she cums and a loud groan escapes her lips as she leans her head against him, he takes this as his cue and slams once more filling her with his hot cum. Totally satiated their breathing slows and he begins to kiss her again, she wraps her arms around his neck and pulls away to lean in and whisper in his ear that it was all she had hoped it would be and this would be their little secret. She straightens her skirt and does up her blouse and walks back out of the alley leaving him there with his pants around his ankles wanting more of her...would there be a next time? Hot and Heavy and Hard, Hard, Hard It's the smile that does it. I'm stupid in the child-like gleam of straight, white teeth against full, broad lips, dark skin and dimpled chin. A black fringe of short, straight lashes frame eyes continually appearing creased in mischief, and the words slipping through the devilish smile deliver on that promise. "You miss sucking this big Dick, woman?" I mentally capitalize the word because it's how he spells it when he texts to let me know when we'll meet next. Big D, as if it's a proper name, deserving of the title of Dick, rather than just the mere common description. It's a habit that I've accidentally picked up from him, when we talk. I now think of his "capital-D Dick." He and his cock are singular enough in my experience that I find the title fitting and let it seep into my thinking. "You know I do." I reply, indulging in a grin of my own. "Back seat, behind the book store, like last time?" We're both busy and manage only to see one another when time and whim allow, making most of our romps somewhat sweaty, crowded, vehicular-based affairs. While I'm not averse to these little meals on wheels, my mouth full of his cock while he scans the empty lots in which we're parked for interlopers or authorities, it does generate some distraction, and today, I want his attention as singularly focused on his cock as mine is. My smile grows with my reply, "No. I made other plans. I figured you wouldn't mind an attempt to avoid jail time, for once." Easy going as he is, his shrugs and heads back to his truck, and he follows me to the hotel. It's nothing special, something cheap and nearby, just high-dollar enough to be reliably clean. I've already checked in and gotten the key before meeting up with him. We head straight to the room, and I fiddle with the lock, flip on the lights as we walk in, set my purse and keys on the table, fidgety, my hands almost dancing so eager am I to touch him. My favorite moments, other than the obvious, are those in which that brown cock comes to life in my hands. I relish the feel of soft, loose skin that plays back when my tongue begins its teasing. The feel of him entirely in my mouth, pliable and delicate, fills my senses, and I focus entirely on this moment, this man, this member. Time slows, and he grows. Incrementally and indelicately, until he throbs inside me, and I alight with the feel of him hot and heavy and hard, hard, hard. My fingers dig into the exposed flesh of his narrow hips and tight ass, pulling him closer to me until his cock bumps into the back of my throat and my nose brushes the short neat curls at the base, wanting the smell and feel of him to envelop me while I envelop him. One hand snakes its way around, resting at the small of his back, steering his hips deeper into me. The other hand slips down to his balls, waiting for the tell-tale tightening that he's close, busying itself as a companion to my lips, constructing a deep, wet home for his Dick. At some point, I've landed on my knees, lost in the feel of his thick shaft between my lips, tongue tending to the tip. I smile to myself at the idea of being in classic dicksucking position, the way he's more or less collapsed against the wall, both hands in my hair, doing some directing of his own, something else I hadn't noticed in my fellatious reverie. This thought wakes me up a bit, and I remember that I had a plan, and making him more or less instantly cum wasn't it. "Oh, yeah. Take that thick Dick. You like that?" At the sound of his voice, low and growling, I feel my muscles clench; I am wet. Okay, perhaps it's not all the smile that does it for me with this one. That statement, that question—that I am taking it from him and liking it, and that he wants to hear about it—belies such potential in this one as a dominant. He's got an exhibitionist streak, sweet and unassuming as he can be at times. It's no surprise to him that I want him, and a natural dominant wants to revel in that power. This one, he revels. I tilt my head back, look him in the eye, and I nod before taking him all the way into my mouth, into the opening of my throat, reflexes taking over once, twice, before I relax and let him find a rhythm, fucking my mouth, and I am lost again. "You want that big, creamy load down that throat? I'm going to make you work for it this time. I don't like having to wait." Busy as I am with various pet projects, I haven't been quite as available as he'd have liked recently. Capricious and random as our meetings have been, I assumed he wouldn't notice the loss of me in the jostle of real life. The fact that he is playfully punishing me surprises and delights me. It also reminds me of my own plans, and I redouble my efforts to keep my wits about me, as intoxicating as this Dick is. I like it when he talks, telling me what he wants from me, what he'll take, what will be happening. It makes the outcome seem almost predestined, and the submissive in me reacts powerfully, striving for it to be just as he's described. He likes to talk it seems, is starting to do so more and more, and he seems to like for me to answer, telling him just how hot he is, what I will do in the service of stoking that heat. I answer, "I have to admit, I thought it would be easier than this, considering how long it's been. I got cocky." I grin at my own idiot joke, ever unable to resist a pun, even with a gorgeous, hard cock brushing my lips as I speak it. I take just the head of his Dick in my mouth, swirling around and under with my tongue, trying to hit every nerve-ending there at once, then I ask, "Can I tie you down? Were you serious about letting me? I think you'd like the feeling of pulling at the ropes while I suck you off." I stop for a moment to fill my mouth with him again before finishing my thought. "Every muscle straining as you pull, your entire body aware of nothing but the feel of your Dick unloading down my throat while you fuck and I suck." To punctuate this statement, I all but swallow him, my tongue working his shaft while my lips touch the flat skin at the base of him. I speak from experience. I know how it feels on both sides of the rope. I plan to show him first one side, then the other. "Will you stop talking and swallow this big load? I've been saving it up for days to dump in that pretty little mouth." The words are hard, but the tone is playful, like him. He isn't exaggerating and undoubtedly does want me to get on with things, but, as always, he is agreeable and goes to lay down on the bed. "On your back." I unthinkingly slip into a dominant tone, having played the dominant for so long that the habits are hard to break. Since it's already said, though, I press on after adjusting my tone, hoping he didn't notice the shift from my being lost in the art of the blow job to my ordering him about. "Stretch out, if that's okay. Arms above your head, legs straight out." I've already positioned the rope under the mattress, wanting the transition from face-fucking to bondage to be as smooth as possible, and within seconds, he's tied, Dick as hard as ever. I think he likes being just the slightest bit helpless. This will be fun. I start at the foot of the bed, crawling up him, my hair down and brushing its way up both legs as I get into position. I let it fall in a curtain across him, blocking my mouth from his view. "Move your hair so that I can see you take every fat inch of that cock." I chuckle and take my mouth off his cock just long enough to answer, "No." His chest rumbles in an answering chuckle of his own. "What do you mean, 'no'? I know you love that cock, and I know you like it when I tell you what to do. Move it, girl!" I use one hand to lift my hair out of the way just long enough for him to see me fully take him into my mouth, and I can feel him tense the moment his eyes fall on the sight. I'm not the only one who likes it when he's ordering me around. As soon as I feel that throb, I lift off his cock and repeat myself, "No," before dropping the hair back down and blocking his view once again. I begin to deliberately tease. He will beg before he is allowed to finish, of that much I am determined. I work on his Dick for what seems like hours, building him up, getting him close, and then slowing down, purposely losing the rhythm, changing techniques just as he starts to go over the edge. Early on, possibly even before the first time things got physical with him, he'd confessed the fantasy that a girl would just "torture" his dick, and that's exactly what I have in mind. It may have begun, as far as he knew, as a playful bit of tie-me-up-tie-me-down, but torturously teasing him is what I'm doing now. I get him closer than ever, close enough that I worry for just a moment that I've gone too far and spoiled my own plans. When I take my mouth off of him to breathe, he almost sobs his frustration. "Get back on that Dick, woman. Please. I'm going to shoot down that throat. Get over here so that I can fuck that mouth." I raise up on my knees and straddle him, pulling up my short skirt, pulling my soaked panties to one side, and I let him feel just how wet I am. I slide one hand underneath his cock, and I rest him between my pussy lips, resting against my clit. I begin to rock my hips, gently. My hand slides up him underneath, my hot, wet pussy slides down him on the top. I reverse, my slit slipping down the thick length of him, my hand sliding up. Wet, dry, up, down, until he's at the edge once again. I lean over him, letting the head of his Dick rest just at the opening of me, my tits brushing his chest, and I tongue one earlobe, grazing with my teeth before speaking, "If you want to keep this up, honey, this...whatever this is between the two of us, we have to get a few things straight. Are you listening?" He nods, and I can feel more than see his eagerness. He shifts his hips underneath me, the desire to fill my mouth gone now in the blind determination to bust a nut, trying to enter me. I squeeze my thighs together and hold him in place, unable to thrust or retreat, the head of his Dick brushing me almost constantly, offering far more teasing than relief. I can almost see his frustration at the thought that he would have been better off just sitting still. "If you're interested, you have an opportunity with me. I have the rarity of a completely open mind, considering carefully before I make a judgment. What that means to you is this: anything you've ever wanted to try in bed, I might be willing to do. Think about that. Everyone has some secret little sexual story they tell themselves, the one that isn't publically acceptable, the little streak of freaky that hides in the shadows out of shame or propriety. I want that freak to come out to play." With that, I relax my legs and sink down on to him, fucking myself on his thick cock. Yes, he's happily being fucked, but he can see that it is my own pleasure that drives me. I start off slowly, up and down, feeling him slide into me, out of me, getting myself closer and closer to orgasm with every wiggle of my hips, not that I'm ever far off. "The price for having me service every dirty fantasy you can cook up is that you have to talk to me about them and you have to protect me and my life. You have to keep your mouth shut, so that I can rest assured that my every sexual adventure isn't being publicized. You can't involve anyone in your sex life without my knowledge and agreement, so that I can choose whether or not I want the exposure to someone else and their possible risks. If you can manage to protect me and my life from what we do together, then I'm willing to sexually serve you in ways you have yet to dream. Don't answer now. Think about it." I continued to ride him, gasping and writhing, throughout my little speech, letting him fill me, cumming twice in the process. It's never difficult for me to find an orgasm, and all of the teasing had been a huge build-up. "Do you want to finish?" "Fuck, yeah, I want to finish. I want your mouth, though. Untie me." I let one of his hands loose, and it was immediately in my hair, dragging me back to where we started, my lips on his cock. I start by sucking him clean of me, holding my hair out of the way so that he can see my willingness to be ordered, my obedience now that I've had my say, and my delight in getting to lick my own wetness off of his cock. Once clean, the spell seems to break, and he is forcing my head down onto his Dick. "That's right. Suck it. Suck that fat cock, you fucking tease. Take it all—" The last word stretches out, elongating into a bellow of triumph as he cums down my throat, thick jets hot in my mouth. There is so much, I'm unable to contain it all, swallowing what I can, using the rest as lubrication for the post-game, squeezing out and drinking down every drop I'm able. I climb off of him once he's finished, and I start rearranging my clothes, making myself presentable while he recovers. In moments, I'm straightened up, and he lays there still, just beginning to stir. I walk over to him, still tied at the ankles and one wrist, and kiss him softly, just barely brushing my lips on his. "Later, hon. You can keep the rope if you want," I say, "for next time." Grinning, I walk out the door to his protests. He's got one hand free, so I know he'll be able to get loose, but I like that he's got to get himself out of his own predicament, if just for a moment. I wait in my car in the parking lot just long enough to make sure he gets out safely, and sure enough, he comes out a few minutes later, rope neatly coiled and tied for later use. He spots me, I give him a little wave good-bye, and I'm gone. Hot & Horny Leanne came in through the door and saw Angela was making coffee in the kitchen. Quietly she crept in and lifted Angela's hair, brushing her lips across the back of her neck. She cupped her breasts and rubbed her erect nipples through her thin tee shirt, continuing to kiss Angela's neck. She gently nipped her shoulder and pressed a little harder on Angela's breasts until the other girl groaned softly and leaned back against her. "I've had a long day and am going to take a shower," Leanne whispered into her ear. "Care to join me?" She took Angela's hand and took her into the bathroom, flicking on the water. She turned Angela to face her and tucking her hair behind her ears, leaned forward and kissed her gently. Her tongue slipped inside the other girls mouth quickly and then she lifted Angela's sweater over her head, rubbing her breasts as they were revealed. She threw aside the sweater and bent down, placing kisses on Angela's breasts. Her tongue snaked out and strummed the other girls erect nipples as her hands clutched her buttocks, giving them a gentle squeeze. She got on her knees and kissed Angela's belly, running her mouth lower until Angela groaned. She reached up and unbuttoned Angie's jeans, pulling them down until Angie could kick them off. She leaned forward and kissed the damp spot in Angie's panties, running her long nails over Angie's back. With her teeth she pulled them down and off, pushing them aside impatiently. She reached up and ran her finger over Angie's damp slit, slipping her finger inside to press against Angie's clit. Angie wriggled and moaned softly. Leanne stood up and kissed her gently, rubbing her breasts. They both stepped into the shower and Leanne pulled Angie against her, their slippery bodies winding together as the hot spray pounded down upon them. Leanne clutched Angie's slippery buttocks in her hands, raising her knee to rub gently between Angie's thighs. Angie groaned and began toying with Leanne's nipples. Leanne kissed her passionately, cupping her face between her palms. Angie moaned as they ground their hot needing bodies together. Leanne pushed Angie gently down onto the floor and moved into the 69 position. Leanne could taste Angie's juices as her tongue delved deeply inside her. She moaned loudly as Angie began to flick her clit back and forth. Her legs wrapped around Angie's head as Angie's legs did the same. Her tongue ran around the edges of Angie's clit as her fingers rose up and began pumping into Angie's tight, wet slick hole. Her fingers deeply explored Angie's wetness, massaging the slippery walls as she moaned and writhed against the fingers. Leanne whimpered with pleasure as Angie's tongue delved inside her and tasted her juices. Leanne began to shiver as she came close to an orgasm and she knew Angie was on the edge too. She moved her fingers faster inside Angie and as she launched into an orgasm the sounds she made sent Leanne over the edge. Both of them trembled, writhed and groaned against each other. Leanne moaned Angie's name as the convulsions spread over her from her pussy, making her whimper with ectasty. Leanne pulled Angie to her and kissed her deeply, but the evening wasn't over yet.... Leanne sat Angie down in front of the fridge, both of them naked still and put a blindfold onto the other girl. She reached into the fridge and pulled out some ice cream. She dribbled some of it onto Angie's breasts, making the other girl shiver and moan in a mixture of pleasure and surprise. Leanne bent over and slowly began to lick it off, following the trail with her tongue and lingering on Angie's rigid nipple. Angie groaned softly as Leanne dribbled some of the ice cream into her belly button and swirled around inside with her tongue, before lowering the carton. She let some of it run into Angie's hot pussy before bending over. She kissed and licked there until it was clean and Angie was begging for more. She next reached into the fridge and pulled out a carton of strawberries. She popped one into Angie's mouth, before eating one herself and then leaning forward to lick Angie's lips clean. Leanne took a bottle of wine and let some run into her mouth, before kissing Angie and letting her swallow some too. Leanne then crushed some ice in her mouth and gently parted Angie's thighs. She began eating Angie out as the other girl moaned and begged, until Leanne reached and picked up her vibrator. She turned it on and ran it over the outside of Angie's thighs, causing the other girl to tense and whimper. "I love you baby," Leanne whispered, before sliding the device deep inside Angie and hitting higher speed. She began pumping the vibrator in and out quickly, while nipping and sucking on Angie's beautiful breasts. She felt Angie begin to tense as she thrust the vibrator in and out harder and quicker. "Come for me baby," Leanne whispered, kissing Angie's soft lips and thrusting her tongue inside. Angie went over the edge with a half scream, pounding herself on the floor as Leanne continued to pump the vibrator into her wet centre and play with her nipples. The convulsions took over Angie's mind until she saw stars. Finally, she came back to earth and with one final kiss the pair parted and slept. Hot and Horny at the Hilton I have to set the scene for this story because it does relate to a later part, so forgive me for taking up time and space to describe a hotel. When you get out of the shuttle bus at the Hilton Atlanta Airport hotel, you walk into an area on the ground floor that has a bar "The Finish Line" on one side, a restaurant and meeting rooms on the other. Between the two of them is the escalator that takes you upstairs to the registration desk. OK, I'm done the description now. One evening, I went down to The Finish Line to get something to eat. The place was crowded and extremely noisy. I walked around looking for a good TV vantage point but couldn't find one. As it turned out, the only channels on were showing NBA, but I was really looking for a sport to watch :) I couldn't find anything in the main room, so I came back out to the entrance area where I found a round table for only two or three people. I sat down to get something to eat, but I only ordered a Diet Coke to get started. I figured with a six-pack of Coors up in my room, I wasn't going to take out a mortgage to buy a beer in their bar. As I was sitting there pretending to look over the menu and nursing my Coke, I looked to my left when in walked this lady. I checked her out and discovered one of the most beautiful asses walking away from me into the main room. I couldn't and didn't want to see any more of her than that because her ass had me mesmorized. I watched her until she got out of sight. She was doing what I had done earlier--looking for a place to sit. About two minutes later, I saw her heading back out to my area and got to see her face, which was very pretty--not stunning, but pretty. She had a pretty good rack under her red blouse and I could detect a black bra holding up her tits. "This place is nuts!!," she exclaimed. "Yeah, I know. I couldn't find anywhere to sit either. I'll share my table if you want." I said to her. "Thanks. That's very sweet of you." she said as she sat down. "Why is it so crowded tonight? Something special going on or is it always like this?" she asked me. I told her I didn't know because I was just visiting Atlanta for the next three days. She told me that she was, too and that she was from Midland, Michigan. The waiter came around and offered her a menu and asked her what she wanted from the bar. She chose a Diet Coke and started to look at the menu. "Diet Coke. Great minds think alike," I said. She told me that she wasn't sure what she wanted to drink because she didn't know what she wanted to eat. "It's so noisy in here that it's hard to have a conversation let alone enjoy eating." she commented. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I was thinking about ordering something and taking it upstairs. I have a cold six-pack in the fridge and I could eat there in peace and quiet." I said. "What a great idea. Would you like some company? I'll order something and join you if you want to share the peace." I really wanted to say, "Are you fucking nuts? Of course I want you to join me." but I didn't want to give away my exuberance in spending time with this hottie. So, we both ordered burger and fries; and while we were waiting for the food, we finished our Coke and learned a little more about each other. She told me she was married but not a fanatic about it, had a ten-year-old son, worked as an insurance broker, and loved getting out of small-town Midland. She hadn't been to Atlanta before but I had been, so we talked about being tourists on Saturday. She said that she had to go back home on a Saturday flight, and that really disappointed me. As you know, airfare is cheaper when you stay over a Saturday, so that was the reason why I didn't go home on Friday. As a matter of fact, I couldn't make flight arrangements to Ottawa anyway. The food came, and we left the bar. We walked out to the escalator and I let her go first and I stood on the stair behind her. What a beautiful view I got of her ass, and I know that she was shifting positions on the stairs to give me different perspectives of it. It was nice and tight and accented by the stripes in her tight dress pants. I was spending more time staring up the steps instead of stepping up the stairs and I was hoping that the drool would dry off my sweater by the time I got off the escalator. When we got to the top, I told her my room number but she suggested something different. "Why don't you give me the food and I'll take it to my room while you get the beer from your fridge. That way, I'll have a chance to change from these clothes. I had them on all day. I'm one floor up in 615. I'm Michelle, by the way." I told her who I was and that I didn't want her to change because she looked good to me. Although I didn't tell her, I liked the way her bod looked in those clothes, but I didn't want her to think I had something in mind by dragging out the issue. I went to my room, washed my hands and face and brushed my teeth. For good measure, I pulled my pants down and washed my genitals with a face cloth from the shower. If I were going to have any sexual interaction with her, I wasn't going to embarrass myself by being unclean anywhere. I grabbed the beer from the fridge along with the plastic glasses (pretty cheap for a Hilton, don't you think?) and walked down the one flight of stairs to her room. I tapped on the door and she opened it up and just about made me cum in my pants. She had on a red slik top that came as far as her hips and a pair of red bikini panties under it. She also wore a red bra. I didn't know where to look because she was gorgeous everywhere. "Pick up your tongue and come in," she said. "I normally don't dress like this for strangers, but I wasn't planning to entertain in my room and I had only two other choices: Wear the same old clothes I had on earlier or wear the formal business suit that I have to wear to the meeting tomorrow. Are you okay with this? Judging by your reaction, I'd say that you are." "You are the most gorgeous sight I ever could have imagined meeting me at the door. You are absolutely stunning, Michelle." We sat down on the settee so we could share the coffee table. I got up to get us a beer, but she said that she had brought a bottle of wine from home and would like that instead. So, I took the bottle back over to where we were sitting. "I've got to watch how much of that stuff I drink because it has an adverse affect on me," she said. "Does it make you sick or drunk? I asked. "Well, sometimes I get dizzy and sometimes I get tipsy but if I have food in my stomach, I usually don't feel anything." she explained. We ate and talked and share stories with each other. As I began to feel more comfortable with her, I found myself staring at her more often. Then, as an investigative technique, I started to get a little more personal and sexual. "Your outfit is beautiful, Michelle. It really shows off your fine body." I began. "Thanks, Bruce. I'm a bit of an exhibitionist anyway, so it didn't bother me to wear it for you. The story of my other clothes was just an excuse for wearing this. I'm glad you like it? What part attracts you most?" "Wow, everything. I guess if I could choose only one part, it would be the top because it stops just far enough to highlight your lovely legs." I told her. I really didn't want to talk about her tits because that would have been too obvious an answer. "My legs, huh? I would have taken you for an ass man or maybe even a boob man." she said as she stretched out her legs and spread them out a bit. "As a matter of fact, it was your ass that first attracted me, Michelle, but now I see there isn't one part that is deficient. Your boobs look fantastic under that top." I said with a growing hard-on. "Thanks for the compliment. I love showing off by body to people because I can get off on it. See, this is what my boobs look like." as she stood up and undid her bra. It had no straps on it, so she just let it fall down. I could see her pretty tits, nice and round, puffy nipples through the material and just smiled at her. "Like them, Honey?" she asked. Before I could answer, she untied her top and spread it open for me to look at her. "Go ahead. I love being touched." she said as she moved toward me. I stood up and put both hands on her tits and kissed her. Our tongues played with each other while she pushed her lower body into mine. I really had a hard-on now and didn't quite know what to do about it at this point. "I think we're both ready for something, Bruce." as she reached down and grasped my cock. As she did this, I left one hand on one of her tits and let the other one slide down the front of her panties. She was so wet that I could slide my middle finger up and down her slit and slide her pussy lips aside. "Finger-fuck me, Bruce. I want to feel you inside me this way first.", so I did. She was able to take two fingers very easily. While I was doing this, she unbuckled my pants, pulled own my zipper and played with my cock inside my shorts. My pants fell down on the floor, so I stepped out of my shoes and kicked the pants aside and pulled my shorts down the rest of the way. We didn't say anything aside from the grunts and groans but we moved to the bed. I let her fall down on the bed and I pulled down her panties. She lifted her ass so I could slide them off easily. I got down on my knees between her legs and put my hands under both cheeks of her ass while I let my tongue roam from her left thigh to her pussy to her right thigh to her pussy over and over again. Her clit grew and made it even easier to tickle it. "Keep licking my clit, Bruce. Fuck, yes, like that!" she said between moans. I fucked her with my tongue and let one hand explore her ass. I went from her ass to her pussy and found that it was juicy enough to lubricate my fingers, so I returned to her ass and put one finger in her hole. "Fuck, that's sooo good, Bruce. Almost as good as having a cock up there. I want you to fuck me." she said. I told her I wasn't into ass-fucking, but I was ready to fuck her cunt. I pushed her body up on the bed and slid my cock in her wet pussy and slowly built a rhythm as we held each other tightly. I could feel her cunt muscles grabbing my cock as we fucked. "Your cock feels good, Bruce. Fuck my ass with your fingers as you fuck my pussy. Give it to me both ways. Come on, you fucker, Give me cock, fill my pussy," she's almost screaming at me. "Michelle, your cunt feels so good. Keep squeezing me. Fuck me, too, Michele. Fuck me." I was returning her dirty talk because I knew that both of us liked it. Michelle and I fucked for about ten minutes when we stopped for air. "Bruce, make me cum. Finger-fuck me or tongue-fuck me. I just want to cum. Turn around this way so I can suck you while you suck me. I want to taste your cum." she pleaded. So, we 69-ed it for a while when I felt her thighs tighten around my head and her body start to shake. "I going to cum, now, Bruce. Are you ready?" she asked. I just answered "Uh huh" while I kept on sucking her pussy. While she deep-throated me, she moved my hand back to my ass, and I knew what she wanted. I shoved a finger up her ass and drove my tongue into her cunt violently back and forth. "I'm cumming, Bruce. Suck my cunt, fuck my ass give me your cum," she said as she took my cock out of her mouth. I was so wound up at her cumming that I shot my load on her chin and down her neck a bit. "Fuck, I lost that cum. I wanted to taste you, Bruce. Now I have to wait." she said as she chuckled. I licked her pussy over and over again because I liked the taste of her, then I rolled over on my back. "That was so fucking good, Michelle. Wow, you sure know how to fuck and suck. Did you have to go to school for that?" We both laughed out loud. "No, I didn't have to go to school, but I did take a lot of lessons. At first, I had a hard time to undress in the bedroom in front of my husband. Now I love to show off my body for anyone. I would never even think of sucking a guy off before, but now I just love doing it." she started. "What brought about the big change? Videos? Pictures? Porn on the net?" I asked her. "Yeah, all of these things, but I have to tell you what happened to me one time at a soccer tournament in Saginaw. I took my son there for a weekend tournament, but his father couldn't come for some dumb reason. There were 42 teams there, and despite the fact that we use the term 'soccer mom', most of the parents watching the game were men. Remember that I said I was a bit of an exhibitionist earlier? Well, I had worn a pair of cut-offs, not like Daisy Dukes, but cut quite close so I know that you could occasionally see the bottom of my ass. I wore a halter top that was tied just below my boobs. I thought I looked pretty hot, and from the stares I was getting, some of the men did, too. As a matter of fact, there was a woman there from Detroit who kept quite close to me and started up a conversation. Three dads I didn't know came to me with a cold Coke. "Thought you might like this. You look pretty hot." one said. I don't know if he really meant that I was hot or the weather was making me hot, but I took the Coke; and while staring the guy in the eye and letting my hand touch his, I told him that he was not bad either. He just raised his eyes at me and smiled a great smile and moved back over to where he originally was." 'Hey. I saw you first. I don't like competition.' the lady said to me. Then, I really looked at her. Fuck, she was pretty! and she had a really nice pair of tits. She said, "Thanks for the compliment.", but I hadn't said anything to her. 'I know you didn't say anything, but I saw you checking these out," she said while she stuck out her chest. Then she moved forward so her tits were touching me and said to let her know if I were available or interested. I just smiled at her and she winked and moved away. "Oh. I forgot to tell you. I'm Elaine." "We had three games that day," Michelle continued "and won two of them. That meant that we were going to be in the playoff rounds and would have to stay overnight to play next day. Other teams could stay or go home, but that night we were having a banquet for all the teams who would still be in Saginaw. I was glad we were staying because I didn't want to go back home to my asshole of a husband. About an hour later, I took a room at the motel just off the highway; and as I was coming out of the motel office, Elaine was getting out of her car. "Hi there. Remember me, Elaine? Are you staying here, too?" she asked. I told her I was and that I was in 106. She exclaimed that she was in 105 and suggested that we could have saved some money by sharing a room. She said, "Oh well. My loss. Are you going to the banquet?" I told her I was and she offered to give me a drive there and I accepted. When we got to the banquet, the kids were in an adjoining room while we were ushered into a different room where alcohol was allowed. There were groups standing around drinking a variety of drinks. The guy who brought me the Coke that afternoon came up and asked, "Coke, beer or wine?" I chose a glass of wine and waited for him to come back. Elaine was not too far away with another group of men and women. The guy came back with the wine and we had a conversation about the day's games and stuff in general. I'm glad there was nothing behind us but a while because this guy had moved closer to me and had his hand on my ass. I just looked at him but I didn't move or push him or smile. "Nice." was all he said. I just nodded my head slightly. As we were chatting, I was just about finished my wine when a second guy from the group that morning came up with another glass for me. He noticed the first glass in my hand and said, "Ooops. Bert beat me to it. Have it anyway." so I finished the last sip of the first one and put the empty glass down. Unbeknownst to anyone, Bert was still massaging my ass and occasionally letting a finger slide down the slit. I don't know if the wine was starting to affect me or if Bert was making me horny, but I moved closer to him. "That's nice, Bert." and glanced sideways at him and smiled. In the meantime, the guy who bought me the second wine, Andy, was staring down my top to get a better view of my tits. This was just adding to my horniness. When he saw me looking at him as he was staring at my tits, I said, "Your hard-on is showing, Andy." He turned beet red and Bert just about blew a mouthful of beer at him. While I continued to let Bert feel me up, I noticed Elaine looking in my direction. I know that she couldn't see Bert and quite frankly I didn't care. She stared at me and ran her tongue around her lips in a circle. I just smiled and nodded as if to say that I knew what she wanted and would consider it. "Where are you staying, Michelle?" Bert asked. I told him and he asked if my husband was with me. I told him that he wasn't but my son was. He told me he felt sorry about that part because he thought we could hit it off. I just frowned at that and told him that I thought we would, too. They told us to go into the diningroom because it was time to eat. In a flash, Elaine was beside me. "Want to sit together?" she asked. "Sure, Elaine, I'd love to eat with you" I said and smiled at her. She took my hand and was squeezing it as we walked toward our table. Along the way, I picked up Scottie, my son. She spotted Zack, her son and got him to come with us. The two guys sat across the table from us and immediately struck up a conversation. Elaine sat on one side and along came Andy and asked if he could sit beside me and I told him it was okay. During the meal, Elaine was paying a great deal of attention to me, sliding her chair as close as she could and letting our knees touch occasionally puting a little pressure on mine and I reciprocated. You know, Bruce, I never even kissed a woman besides my mother and aunts, and I never even gave the thought of getting it on with a woman before that night. I know it wasn't just the wine that made me want to feel the touch of this beautiful lady. I actually wanted to feel her body on mine. I'll tell you more about that later. On my right side, Andy was working quite hard at getting a glimpse of my tits, so I covertly undid one button so he could not only see the swell of my breasts, but a little more cleavage as well. "Did anyone tell you how hot you are, Michelle?" he asked. "Yes, but I don't let it go to my head. Has anyone told you how nice your hard-on looked today?" I asked him. "No, but I think you just did. Do you want it?" he replied. I didn't answer him, but I turned my face back to Elaine and started a conversation while I reached my right hand over onto the inside of his thigh. I rubbed my hand up and down until I reached his cock and found him hard as a rock. With my hand under the tablecloth which was partially covering his lap, I slowly slid his cock up and down inside his shorts. I quickly turned to him and quickly asked him if that answered his question. I went back to my conversation with Elain and was looking deeply into her eyes. Her beauty had me fascinated and she knew I wanted her. Without missing a beat, she put her hand over onto my leg, pulled up my skirt so that my bare thigh was at her disposal. She rode her hand up and down my leg all the time we were talking and I opened my legs to give her access to wherever she wanted to go. She looked at me and said quietly, "You are so fucking hot and so fucking beautiful. I want you so badly. I want to taste every inch of you," and she slid her hand up even further. It felt so good. "What do you say we put the two boys in one room for tonight? We can tell them to keep their door locked and if they need us, they can phone us next door? Then we could have some time together." Hot and Horny at the Hilton "I don't know, Elaine. I've never been with a woman before." I told her. "Do you mean that after all this time, you have never licked a pussy before? Oh, Honey, I'd love to be your teacher. What do you say?" At this point, I didn't know what to say. I wanted to be with her, but I also wanted Andy's large cock. I couldn't make a decision because I was so horny. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I went into a stall, took off my panties and finger-fucked myself. I heard the door open and someone call out, "Michelle? It's me, Elaine. Can I come in?" I hadn't cum yet, but I opened the door anyway. Elaine came in and we threw our arms around each other for my first f/f kiss. It was absolutely fabulous. "Elaine, make me cum. I'm so fucking horny right now." I pleaded. With that, she slid her hand up my skirt and found my sopping wet pussy and inserted one, two, three fingers into my cunt and began fucking me. In about 90 seconds, I told her I was going to cum, and with that, she dropped down on her knees, lifted my skirt and ate my pussy and I exploded. "That was so fucking good, Elaine. I want to kiss you so I can taste my cum on your lips." So, we kissed a long, passionate one; and as I was doing so, I held on to one of her breasts. She asked me to feel her pussy, and I said yes. So she unzipped her slacks and I put my hand down there and reached for the first time into a wet pussy belonging to another woman. "So, what do you think about tonight, Michelle? Want to share a room. There will be time for a lot more of this," she said as she kissed me. "I really want to, Elaine, but I also would love to have that big cock of Andy's, the guy beside me. I know that fucking with you would be great, but my husband has no interest in experimenting when we get in bed that his cock is just calling out to me." "I have a suggestion, Michelle. Why don't we arrange for the guys to come to our room later when we know the kids are asleep and we can both have a cock to play with. Before they come, I can teach you how to suck a pussy and lick a clit. I really want to take you to the next level of this. You are fucking marvellous." she said. It didn't take much coaxing for me to say I would do it because I not only wanted her tits to play with but I also wanted her pussy. At the same time, I wanted Andy's cock and this was the best way to get both. Before went back to the table we agreed that we would not return together. I went first and sat down. Andy commented that he thought I had scared him away. "You can't scare me away, Big Guy. I want some of this." and with that, I reached over and grabbed his cock, squeezed it and withdrew my hand quickly. "Do you want to go right after dinner?" he asked. I told him to come over between 11:00 and 11:15 and asked if he could bring Bert with him since they knew each other. "You gonna take both cocks?" he whispered. I told him about Elaine and asked if he was interested in a foursome with us. He looked at me, pinched his arm, and asked me if this conversation was real. Elaine and I played with each other under the table and held hands. I whispered that I can't wait and that I wished the windbags would shut up. She just reached up my skirt and found my pantiless pussy and stuck a finger in and brought it back out to her lips. "I can't wait to fuck you, Michelle. It's going to be a great evening." "Me neither," I replied. "And I can't wait to kiss you. You're so fucking hot, tasty, and beautiful." "Kiss the lips on my face or on my pussy?" she giggled. I told her both and she squeezed my hand again. The dinner finished at 7:20 and the MC cautioned the players to get lots of rest so they will be ready for tomorrow. We went back to the motel and got the kids ready for bed. We bought them some snacks and told them they could watch TV until 8:30. We also warned them vigorously that they were not to leave their room for anything and if they had to talk to us, do it by phone. We showed them how to do it, kissed them, and went back to our room. As soon as we got in the room, we locked into a strong embrace and kissed each other for a long, long time, feeling each other up as we did. "Let's get rid of some clothes, Michelle," Elaine said. I told her that I wanted to undress her, so I slowly undid one button at a time even though I was anxious to see and feel her tits. I took off her blouse and put my hand inside her blouse to feel at least one tit. Her nipple was rock-hard, so I undid her bra completely and took her left nipple in my mouth. It was the first nipple I ever sucked and I let my tongue roll over it again and again. "Suck my nipplies, Michelle. I get so horny when someone plays with them. Bite me gently." she asked, and I did for quite a while. I kissed my way down her body until I was on my knees licking at her belly button. I undid the button and zipper on her pants and pulled them down. I left her panties on while I leaned in and kissed her pussy through her panties. "Fuck, Elaine, even this tastes good." and I slid my hand in under the elastic of her leg so I could get right to her pussy and found her clit. "Suck my pussy, Michelle. I want to feel your tongue in me." but I didn't. I told her I want to wait. I asked her to take off her panties and lie down sideways on the bed, which she did. I slowly, very slowly undressed completely in front of her and stood back so she could admire my body. I moved over toward the bed, but not on it. "Spread your pussy lips for me, Elaine. Fuck yourself with your fingers while I put on a show for you." As she was sticking her fingers into her pussy, I pranced back and forth, shaking my tits, sliding my fingers down to my pussy, bending over so she could see my ass. "Come on, Elaine, tell me what you want? Do you want this hot cunt to suck on? Do you want me to do down on you? What do you want, Babe?" "I've already tasted you, Michelle. You said you would like to learn how to suck a woman. Are you ready? Here it is, my hot cunt just waiting for your sweet lips and fantastic tongue. Suck me. Lick my clit, Honey." I almost ran to her. I dropped down on my knees and moved my face into her open thighs. I kissed my way up her thighs from her knees until I found the sweet aroma of her pussy. I put my hands around her thighs and buried my face into her and just about died at the sensation I got from it. "Oh Michelle, that is so fantastic. Fuck me with your tongue. Shove your tongue in so I can try to reach it with my muscles. Suck me, Baby." Michelle stopped her story at this point and looked down at me with a cock sticking up in the air. I didn't think my cock was as long as it was that night. "Bruce, I told you I was an exhibitionist at times. Well, tonight is one of those times. I want you to sit in that chair and jerk yourself off while I finger-fuck myself and continue with this story. But, please don't cum. I'd like to have that later. Then she continued her story. She told me how they spent the next hour or so just sucking and fucking each other and basically falling in love with each other. "Do you still want to get fucked with a big cock, Michelle?," she asked. I told her yes that I can't wait. Then she told me that we could practice until the guys got here. Without hesitation, she reached over and got an empty beer bottle and said she'd be right back. I heard the water running and she came back drying the bottle off. Obviously, she had rinsed it out. "Lie down, Honey. Spread your legs and hold that pussy open for me. I'm coming in." she said and with that she started to insert the bottle in me, slowly fucking my cunt and occasionally leaning in to give it a wet kiss so there would be more lubrication on it. "Tell me when to stop, Babe. Tell me when you found the big cock you were looking for. Tell me how you want me to fuck you." and with that, she kept sliding more and more in. "Don't stop, Elaine. Swing around and bring your pussy up here so I can suck you at the same time." and for about ten minutes I took the first quarter of the bottle, then we both came. We decided at that point that we should clean up and get ready for the guys. I showered and got dressed without panties or bra as did Elaine. Elaine sprinkled a bit of her perfume around the room to alleviate some of the sex smell. Around twenty after ten, a small tap on our door alerted us to the fact that they were there. I opened the door and let them in. Andy was in first, and I leaned into him and kissed him on the lips. Bert came in next and Elaine kissed him and introduced herself to both guys. They both brought a bottle of wine with them. We told them about the kids next door and that we would have to be quiet. "All except Michelle, that is," said Elaine. "She screams when she cums." They just looked at each other. "I'd like to see that," Andy said. "You just might." Elaine said. We shot the breeze for a few minutes when Bert looked at me and said, "Why not sit over here?" patting his knee. At the same time, both of us moved to the guys and sat on their knee. Knowing that Bert and I were old friends by now, I let his hands wander under my blouse. Elaine looked at Bert and said, "She's got great tits, don't you think? Andy hasn't found mine yet. Maybe he's shy." That's all it took for Andy to pull up Elaine's shirt so he could play with her. Bert undid the buttons on my blouse all the way, and I leaned forward and took it off. Now he could play with both tits at the same time. "Take Elaine's shirt off, Andy. You can't hog all that good scenery." and with that, Andy took off her shirt. "Hasn't she got great tits, Guys" I exclaimed. I could play with them forever. "Hey, are you two girls a couple or something?" Andy asked. "No, we just met today but we think alike and want to please each other. But for the time being, we just want to please you and for you to please us. So, get undressed, Guys." The guys got undressed and Andy was a little shier of the two, trying to hide his dick. Bert, on the other hand, was standing there with a hard-on. "Bring that dick over here, Bert. I only got to feel it at dinner, now I want to taste it." I told him. He came over, stuck his dick in my face and I sucked hime and played with his ass. Elaine practically had to drag Andy over, but she did get to suck him off. "Are either of you two guys interested in seeing Elaine and I get it on?" I asked. Needless to say, they did. I asked them what they wanted to see. "We want to see you two girls play with each other. We want to see you sucking and licking each other." Bert said. "And what are you going to do for us?" I asked him. "We'll just sit here and jerk off." Andy said. "That's no fun for us, so we won't bother give you a show. Unless you are willing to negotiate this." "What's the deal?" Bert asked. "If Elaine and I are going to suck pussy for your benefit, we want to see you and Andy jerking each other off. You don't have to suck each other unless you want to, but we want to see each of you making each other cum. Deal or No Deal?" The two guys moved toward each other and whispered something, but I don't know what it was. "Deal. Now let's get on with the show." The two guys sat side-by-side on the settee while Elaine and I laid beside each other on the bed. We kissed and felt each other's tits, but noticed that the guys were only playing with their own hard-on. "No way. We're stopping now. Bert, you're supposed to have Andy's cock in your hand. Andy, likewise with Bert. Now take it or the show's over. And you don't get fucked tonight either." I told them. Reluctantly, Andy reached over and took Bert's cock without looking at him. He even started to rub the shaft up and down like he was jerking him off. Bert closed his eyes then reached over and took Andy's. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he said, "but I don't want to stop." Elaine and I kept this up for about a half hour and the guys kept their end of the promise. I whispered in Elaine's ear, "I want Bert's cock now? Are you ready to be fucked by Andy?" She indicated that she sure was. We spread apart and I invited Bert over. I spread my legs for him and I could feel the bed moving because Andy had mounted Elaine. "Bert, I've been waiting all night for your cock. Give it to me. Fuck me, Bert. Fuck me hard," I told him Elaine was begging for more cock from Andy, even though he was as big as Bert. She pushed him off her and she turned over so she was on all fours. No explanation needed except distinguishing between being doggy-fucked or ass-fucked. Andy had his cock deep into her. I whispered to Bert, "Let's watch them." I rolled over on my side while Bert was behind me. I could feel his cock at my ass and I could see Andy's cock sliding in and out. I reached behind me and took hold of Bert's cock. "Fuck me, Bert. Fuck my ass." and I raised a leg over the top of Andy and Elaine. He entered me and fucked me so good that I don't think I want a cock in my cunt as a first course. I'll save that for dessert. Andy and Elaine had stopped missionary-style fucking and she had rolled Andy over so she could sit on top and ride him. Bert and I had stopped to watch them again. "Hey Bert, I can take two cocks at once. Want to fuck my ass?" With that, he went behind her and pushed her forward a bit to get at her ass. This was such a fucking hot scene to see the three of them fucking each other. I leaned into Elaine and told her how lucky she was. We kissed and played with each other's tits. We had one more fuck and then told the guys they would have to leave because it was getting very, very late. With only a little argument they agreed and asked if we could do this again. Being the nasty one, Elaine looked at them. "I'll make you another deal. Bert if you give Andy a blow job right now, we'll agree to do this again tomorrow night. Deal or No Deal? Andy responded. "I'll do it if Bert will do it, but it has to be tomorrow night. I'm a goner now and I couldn't get another hard-on if I tried. What do you say, Bert?" "OK, I'll do it. It wouldn't be my first time anyway. Deal." The guys left and we started to clean up and get ready for sleep. "Michelle, I hope our relationship can last. I think I could fall in love with you so easily. We're only 90 minutes away from each other. We could meet as often as we want. Are you interested?" I didn't answer Michelle. I just walked over and kissed her. "Meet often? Honey, I'd move in with you. Your cunt takes precedence over my husband's little weiner any day." That night was one of the most erotic nights I had ever spent. I watched Michelle put on a show for me. I jerked off for her. I made lip-love to her lovely meaty pussy lips, and we fucked over and over again. I asked her if she wanted I hope she doesn't move in with Elaine because I would do anything to have her for my own--even divorce my wife. I asked her if she wanted me to go to the airport with her and she asked me to wait a minute. She said that she was going to cancel her flight and stay another day. She also said she would check out and stay with me if I wanted her to. Can you guess what my answer was? What a lady. We exchanged coordinates so we can keep in touch with each other in our respective offices and through private e-mail. For the rest of the weekend, she played the role of cock-teaser for me; and in return, I had to tease her with my cock until she begged for it. Cruel but fun. Hot & Horny Ladies Hockey Chapter 1 I have been the principal coach/Trainer of a local ladies hockey team from a small town in Ireland. We were preparing for the start of the new league season and had planned a training and fitness camp in a well known resort in the south of Spain as a way of getting the season off to a good start. There are 7 girls in our team, some are single, some married but all like a good time and particularly enjoy a night on the town after a game, particularly if we have won. All of the hockey training has kept us fit and although several of the girls are larger than average, especially the keeper, they are all quite toned and have the right curves in all of the right places. For myself, although I was 10 years older and hadn't played competitively for a few years, all of the training helped keep me in shape and I was proud of my body. When we arrived in Spain, I knew I would have difficulty maintaining the high levels of concentration required for the intense fitness regime, as the girls would be constantly distracted by the thought of the local nightlife and the obvious party season ongoing in the town through the night. I tried to develop a schedule which allowed the girls some time off in the evening for a quick drink before insisting on an early night. The temperature was so hot, that it was uncomfortable to train in the usual long-sleeved shirts, and pleated skirts, and instead we splashed out on some co-ordinating crop tops and skimpy shorts, not much more than traditional bras and knickers, which caused a few giggles among the girls when we first changed into them, myself included. When we first ran onto our allotted training pitch, there were some nervous looks from some of the girls, however this soon changed when we became aware of some appreciative looks from some of the other athletes using the adjoining pitches. It was soon apparent that the resort was actually very busy, and almost all of the other teams were male and mostly soccer teams from all over the world. The girls found themselves attracting attention from several groups of young men, stripped to the waste and bronzed, while taking a refreshment break from their training. I was anxious that the close attention might put them off, however it was soon apparent that far from embarrassing the players, they were beginning to enjoy it and several were even beginning to show off, jumping up and down on the spot when not strictly necessary to maximise the effect of jiggling boobs and also ensuring that when completing bending exercises, they were positioned that their now appreciative audience, had a full uninterrupted view of their tight buns. To my amusement, this flaunting was not restricted to the single girls, but several of the married girls seemed to be getting in on the act, and I noticed the soccer coaches on the adjacent pitches struggling to get their players attention to recommence their own training. By mid-morning, the heat was exhausting and I instructed the girls to stop regularly to take on lots of water, to avoid dehydration. Another problem I was keen to avoid was sunburn, and as we were all Irish and mostly fair-skinned, that could have become a problem. The solution was to regularly re-apply sun bloc to all exposed skin. To do this the girls simply stopped, lay down on the pitch and applied the cream to each other's bodies. By mixing the oil with the sweat, the effect was to create a glossy sheen which made our brief clothing look even more close fitting and clingy, to the extent that it was possible to make out, not just the shape of the boobs, but also the nipples on most of the girls. I had been anxious but also amused by the attention we were receiving from the soccer players initially, but while we were applying the sun bloc to each other, the effect was even more noticeable. Several of the adjacent teams were now stopping more regularly and coming over, this time with their coaches to watch the show. The young men however were not the only ones enjoying the view, several of the girls had noticed the strain being induced in the shorts of the footballers and were giggling suggestively in the direction of a particularly handsome group of young men from Sweden who were obviously fit and muscular, but also wore broad and attractive smiles. Our morning session ended with a light jog around the entire facility by which time I was also becoming intoxicated by the lingering looks and smiles we were attracting from all directions. I instructed the team to cool down before coming in to lunch, and joined in by using the cold showers outside the changing rooms, which took the levels of attention to new heights. By now I could tell several of the girls were becoming extremely suggestive, ensuring they rubbed the cold water over their entire bodies and stretching the tight fabric over their boobs and bums to full effect. The cold water did the trick and most of our nipples were now distinct and clear while our bums and pussies were easy to make out. The discussion over lunch centred mainly on which of the young soccer players had the tightest ass and which appeared to have the most distinctive bulge. There was a general consensus that the Swedish lads were the hottest and the tall blonde centre-back got the most votes. I personally opted out of the voting but secretly admired the team captain, slightly older but fit and tanned with gorgeous eyes. It was now clear that the level of distraction was almost too much in the main pitch area, and I asked the girls to consider going somewhere else in the afternoon. There were howls of complaint from the entire team and suggestions that they would mutiny and lock me in my hotel bedroom while the rest would return to the pitches. I gave in and agreed we could resume our pitch training in the afternoon for a short session before putting in some long-distance stamina swimming in the hotel pool. We returned to the pitches after lunch for some extra stretching and aerobic work to welcoming smiles and whistles from the adjacent teams to complete our short session and then returned to our hotel, much to the obvious annoyance of all of the soccer teams. When we arrived at the hotel, I arranged for the team to change and meet back at poolside within 5 mins. I changed into my bikini, which was almost the same size as our training outfit and went back to the pool. The rest of the team arrived together and to my astonishment they were all topless and wearing matching thongs with broad smiles. I must have looked shocked as they reassured me there was one for me and topless was not obligatory. Once I had got over the initial surprise, I relented and decided, 'if you can't beat them, join them'. I dived into the pool, stripped off my bikini top and bottoms, threw them to the poolside and slipped on the thong provided by the girls. We had worked hard all afternoon and the cool water was refreshing compared to the heat of the morning pitch session. After approx 2 hours of sprint and slow swim sessions we got out to rest and relax for a break. While we were getting out of the pool, we were shocked to see the entire Swedish soccer team come past the pool area on their way into the hotel, and when they spotted us they immediately diverted to the poolside. There was now no escaping their attention. We could either jump into the water to protect what little modesty we had left or simply stay where we were and try to look indifferent. The decision was made for me by some of the girls standing up and striding to the other side of the pool, to a grassed area, and begins the bending and stretching exercises again. They were soon joined by the remaining girls who hesitated only briefly before joining their team-mates with more giggles and swaying boobs. I had no choice but to join the rest of the girls and my initial embarrassment again dissolved as I noticed the soccer lads dive into the pool to obtain ringside seats for what they hoped would be a good show. I smiled when I noticed the captain swim to the poolside nearest to me and hold on to the edge wearing a very broad smile. The whole team really got into the swing and I have never seen such enthusiastic and energetic bending and stretching by a collection of fit women. This coupled with the fact that we were all naked except for a brief damp thong and simultaneously being voyeured by a very hot Swedish football team, made the whole afternoon an extremely erotic and enjoyable experience. I must say I got carried away by the sexual charge and cheekily shimmied my way closer to the edge of the pool so that as I was bending over or sitting down on the grass, the captain who was by now within 3 yards of me, had a birds eye view right up my ass and I could imagine him watching my wet pussy being stretched in every possible direction. When we finished our workout, we received a grateful cheer from the footballers with loud cries of: "More, More, More"! We all smiled appreciatively and strutted back to the poolside with much giggling and swaying of hips to dive in and cool down again. Cont'd. Adventures of a ladies Hockey team Chapter 2 I insisted our team stick together and after a brief swim we said our farewells to the soccer lads who looked crestfallen at our leaving and made noisy protests mostly in my direction, as we left to return to the sports changing rooms now wrapped in towels. As we entered the shower block I could hear the Swedish lads returning also to the same shower block. There was much excited chattering among the girls and by the time we actually got into the shower area, they had each decided who their favourite footballer was and some were openly discussing what they would like to do with them. I enjoyed listening to their sexually charged ideas and was slightly distracted by a sound coming from the ceiling close to the entrance of the shower area. I immediately suspected that we were being spied upon and quietly left the shower area wrapping myself in a towel. I crept into the adjacent shower room and was not particularly surprised to see the whole Swedish soccer team butt-naked, cramming into the ceiling void to get an eyeful of my hockey colleagues next door. I was incensed that they would do such a thing and immediately ran forward and roared at them in my best sergeant major voice to get down from there. They looked absolutely stunned and climbed down immediately, looking very sheepish. They all had obviously been erect and were now becoming flaccid at the shock of being caught. Some of them were also wearing boyish grins, which I decided was not the required response. When I roared again and demanded they show some respect, the captain who was standing closest to me wearing only a towel, whispered in my ear with a low sexy Swedish accent that I was standing in a room full of completely naked horny men, without my towel and it was a bit much to demand complete respect. It was only then that I realised that as I ran in, my towel had slipped. I blushed from head to foot, but the captain who realised my discomfort, made a generous gesture and removed his towel to cover me. At this point I could see he was very muscular and handsomely endowed with a now rising member. As I looked around, I noticed the others were now sporting rising erections of all shapes and sizes, and their initial embarrassment at being caught, was now disappearing to be replaced by confidence and a lustful look on their faces. I realised that all of those fresh erections were in response to my naked presence in their shower room. Some part of my mind became overwhelmed by the ability to create such a sexual reaction in such young fit and attractive men, that I now deliberately removed the towel revealing my naked body again and enjoying the feeling of my nipples hardening and my pussy moistening. I watched ravenously as the reaction among the Swedish lads became more obvious and their members arose magnificently. The captain smiled at my actions and came closer to me with his member at full stretch. The atmosphere was electric and I could feel myself becoming completely aroused. I bent closer to him and whispered in his ear, that it was wicked to peep on us without our consent, and that if they wanted to watch us shower, they only had to ask. There was however one condition, that if the girls went through with it, the men had to agree to a forfeit of our choosing in return. His member continued to rise as he smiled and translated for his younger team-mates. The reaction was unanimous smiles all round as I turned on my heel and strutted back to our own shower room with the towel repositioned to rejoin my girls. The girls were full of questions on my return as they had noticed my absence and subsequently heard me shouting from somewhere. I dropped my towel and rejoined them in the open shower area. I called them together into a huddle and explained what had just happened next door with a shower room of naked horny young men. I asked for their thoughts and there was an initial gasp followed by silence, after which the keeper Laura suggested, that if they want a show, we should give them a show they'll never forget. The others giggled at first and then one-by-one agreed to go for it. They girls and I then positioned ourselves around the shower area ensuring we were each in full view of the shower opening. We could now hear the scrambling and muffled whispering from the ceiling area, so we knew we had our audience. When we started washing again, this time we made sure we soaped and rinsed all over as slowly as possible, allowing our hands to caress our now erect nipples and boobs, bending over fully to wash between our bum cheeks while giving the best view to the shower opening area. This had an absolutely pussy tingling effect as I imagined all of the naked young men straining to get a better view and all hot and horny as hell to get in with us. Two of the girls began to wash each other which would be innocent enough normally, however they giggled as they slowly soaped each others bodies always ensuring the bits being soaped were in full view. I could imagine again the reaction this would generate in the young men and smiled as I completed my own ritual by carefully soaping my pussy with my legs spread wide and looked up towards the ceiling smiling as I rinsed off all the soap leaving my skin glistening and pink. When we each left the shower we smiled up at the dark void above the ceiling and could just make out all the smiling excited faces of our appreciative audience. There was a lot of excitement among the girls as we got dressed and we discussed at length what the forfeit should be. Eventually we agreed on a plan suggested by Laura, who seemed to have a very vivid imagination. Cont'd Adventures of a ladies Hockey team Chapter 3 We left the shower block now dressed in a variety of short summer dresses and skirts, with an air of excitement and expectation. We were met by the entire Swedish team who were smiling broadly and thanking us profusely for being game enough to put on a show like that. We smiled knowingly that it would soon be out turn to have some fun and a few fantasies fulfilled. We went to a local restaurant and the Swedish team treated us to a fine meal and some local wine which was lovely. All evening we were lavished attention as there were two men for each of us and the men were competing for our attention and favour. I noticed that some of the men were attempting to seduce their prey by caressing their legs, neck or any other bit they could get access to. When the meal was finished we advised our hosts that it was time for the forfeit and we would have to return to my hotel suite for the rest of the evening. They purchased some additional wine and we all started back, with a heady mixture of sex, alcohol and excitement filling the atmosphere. When we reached my suite, we moved the furniture to clear as much space as possible in the middle of the room. I then explained the rules to our young men who looked nervous and excited at the same time. The men were instructed to strip naked and lie on the floor in circle with feet facing each other like wagon wheel spokes. They did as they were instructed and they did not need much encouragement as there were trousers, shirts and shorts flying in all directions, and in just a few moments there were fourteen naked men lying in a circle, all with raging hard-ons and smiling broadly. Each of the girls went between two of the lads to straddle over them knowing that they were once again in full view of their ogling smiling faces, and removed from their handbags the short pants they had been wearing earlier. Each then bent over and slowly removed the thong they were now wearing; resulting in strained groans and moans from al round the room. Some of the lads could not resist and slipped their hands up to try and touch al of those damp glistening pussies, however that was not allowed, at least not yet. I adopted my sergeant major voice again and instructed them to keep their hands by their sides or they would be disqualified and have to leave the circle and watch from the side. To my excitement and surprise, they all complied immediately. I now had complete control over 14 naked gorgeous Swedish men in my hotel suite all begging to do my every wish. Each of the girls now tied their sweaty pants over the faces of the Swedish players as a blindfold but also that they could enjoy the musky aroma. Several of the players now squirmed with pleasure and were finding it difficult to control themselves. I now explained the rules of the next part. Each of the girls would straddle one of the lads at random, and lower our pussies down over their face. We allowed the guys 60 seconds to smell our pussies and try to match the correct pussy to the knickers over their face. There was to be no licking or sly feeling at this stage at risk of disqualification. If the guy guessed incorrectly, the girl would lower herself directly onto the guy's mouth and he must eat her pussy for 3 minutes, before rising and repeating the exercise. If the guy guessed correctly, she would lower herself onto his exposed trembling member and fuck him silly for 3 minutes. If he came during the 3 mins, he was disqualified and left the circle. The object of the game for the guys was to last as long as possible, guess correctly as many pussies as possible, and fuck as many girls as possible. For the girls, the object was to have your pussy eaten as often as possible by hot horny sex slaves and also to get fucked silly as a consolation prize. The game began with a lot of intense sniffing, guessing, shouting and laughing as each of the first 7 guys tried to work out which sodden pussy within an inch of their trembling mouth was which and to attempt to fuck it by getting it right or happily chomp on it if it was guessed wrong. There was a lot of slurping going on and those guys who were greedily sucking pussy were making so much noise the other 7 who had to wait were screaming for time up and next round. I managed to fool my first young stud and he seemed almost relieved to get his mouth onto my horny pussy where he sucked, chewed and chomped greedily for the full 3 minutes. I had not had been so greedily eaten for as long as I could remember and my knees felt weak with the pure ecstatic pleasure of it. I closed my eyes for a moment and enjoyed the sight of this young stud with his face buried deep in my pussy, chewing and slurping for all he was worth. Only the captain had guessed correctly and the youngest girl Janine was crying out with joy as she straddled his throbbing member and pumped him for all she was worth, but he was up to the task, and lasted without coming, much to my satisfaction, as I wanted a piece of that action. One of the guys who had also guessed correctly, got to fuck Laura, and she worked his cock so hard the poor guy came loudly within the 3 minutes and was therefore disqualified. As I called time out and lifted myself off my young stud, he groaned along with the others, while the next 7 squirmed in eager anticipation of a bit of pussy or a good fuck. Hot & Horny Ladies Hockey All of the girls were so excited and horny, they could not wait to get started again, and this time some of them allowed their pussy to be licked briefly to maximise the taste and hopefully secure a good fucking as all of them were now horny as hell. This time I straddled the goalkeeper, a young swarthy man with a goatee beard. He seemed so anxious to get going that when I lowered my pussy close to his face, he almost rocketed off the floor to get at it. I gently restrained him and reminded him of the rules and he lay back again. I tickled his beard and his nose with my pussy lips to get him excited and I could see him throbbing and twitching like crazy. When he guessed correctly, I was quite startled and this time I congratulated him and turned about to lower my sopping pussy onto that throbbing cock. He looked like he was going to explode with excitement and by lowering myself completely off his cock and coming down again with some force, I had him so horny he exploded just as I lifted off my pussy and he moaned as if in pain while his cock shot cum all over his chest and my belly. That was the end of him and he was therefore disqualified. All of the girls were thanking Laura for her wonderful idea as they rotated round the room being hungrily eaten or fucked on demand by their naked slaves. The guys who were disqualified were now sitting on the bed shouting encouragement to their colleagues and fully enjoying watching this wonderful exhibition of fit horny girls fucking their naked friends and teasing them to exhaustion. Soon enough there were only seven left at which point we changed the rules, as there was now one guy for each girl. This time, we selected our sex partners at random and slowly lowered our now well drilled but throbbing pussies onto the faces of our remaining studs, all of whom had performed brilliantly by their staying power. We removed the panty blindfolds from their faces and threw them to the other seven eager onlookers. We then had each to fuck our partner into submission by either forcing him to come as quickly as possible or being brought to orgasm ourselves. The last to cum from each team would participate in a fuck-to-the-death final, the winner being the last one still standing so to speak. I made a move for the captain, and was disappointed to see Laura get there first and straddle him, smiling hungrily and looking for action. Each of the girls adopted their preferred position and removed the panty blindfolds on my instruction. I immediately lowered my pussy onto the nose and mouth of my new young stud and simultaneously grabbed his cock in both hands. I caressed his tight balls as he squirmed, and wriggled under my pussy and he was hungrily eating me in turn. I lay down on top of him and now raised his throbbing cock to my lips and began flicking his knob with my tongue. He could not resist and within a few minutes he was thrashing his face into my pussy, chomping on my bum and eventually spurting come over his belly. I had won this round and arose victorious to much applause from the over-excited audience. As soon as I joined the others on the bed exhausted, there was some tentative caressing, feeling of many hands and fingers exploring all over my body. I was again being overwhelmed with erotic pleasure as I could feel all of these hands and fingers playing, teasing and caressing my nipples, as I lay there throbbing with pleasure, then the fingers were joined by hungry mouths as several began sucking on my nipples, and one gently and slowly licking my pussy which felt so good after all of the hard fucking of earlier. I kept my eyes closed which seemed to heighten the sensation as I was unsure who was kissing, licking, teasing and biting my body all over. The other girls paid little attention and fucked their partners furiously, using all of their skills in caressing, giving blowjobs, and simply fucking the brains out of their sex slaves. Each looked delirious with erotic pleasure as one after the other either came in a series of loud almost violent thrashing orgasms, and allowing themselves to be helped over to the beds to join the rest of us in anticipation of the final. The growing group of girls who were resting on the bed, eyes closed, naked, exhausted and full of sexual satisfaction, were now also being treated to the pleasure of being teased, kissed and caressed by unknown hands, fingers and mouths, as they let out a series of little whimpers of enjoyment at the pure pleasure sensation. Soon, there was only Laura and the captain left. She was good, I have never seen another woman go so berserk like that before, and the other girls were cheering for her. I was cheering for the captain, as I still wanted to fuck him and was now totally aroused again at the thought of doing so with the full attention of both teams on while we fucked. The captain had now got Laura's left nipple in his teeth with his left hand squeezing the other and had his other hand deep between her bum cheeks while she straddled him. The combined sensation of both nipples being bitten and squeezed, while her bum was being teased and her pussy being royally fucked all at the same time was eventually too much for Laura and she came with a series of full-body spasms and loud moans as she sank on top of him. It was now my turn to get and give the works with the captain. He smiled as he beckoned me over to join him in the floor and everyone waited to see what would happen next. I lowered myself onto him as Laura had done, determined not to give way to my orgasm just yet, but I was soon being carried away by the sexual charge of being fucked and teased by the best lover in the room, and having the heady sensation of knowing that my whole naked body, heart and soul was on display for the whole audience who feverishly cheered every move. It was almost like having not just my pussy or my tits brought to orgasm, but my entire mind was being overwhelmed by the pure erotic sensation of it all. It was no good, I could not hold on, and I bucked wildly as my whole body gave in to the orgasm I had been building up to all day. My pussy was completely sodden and still throbbing as I sank down onto his chest. When I looked up the girls were all cheering me, for the captain had unknown to me actually come seconds before me, and he was now graciously congratulating me with a wide grin on his face. I raised my now exhausted body off him and was immediately surrounded by my cheering girls who were now jumping up and down still naked, and beaming with pride. The captain, honourable as ever accepted defeat and invited me to name my prize. I thought for a moment and then whispered to the girls what I had thought. They all agreed and I advised the captain that each of the girls would take two of the guys each back to her room, where the guys would be her sex slave for the remainder of the evening and perform the same caressing, kissing and probing that I had enjoyed earlier in the bed. In the morning the guys would prepare breakfast naked for their lady master and then both join her in the shower to her bidding there as well. The captain translated for those with weaker English and they all developed cheeky wide grins at the thought of getting into bed with such hot and wild Irish beauties all over again. I of course took the captain and also my bearded young stud with me and had a most enjoyable private experience all to myself. End. Hot And Horny Radha This is my first story. It narrates my first brush with sex. I was 19-20 years at that time. I was studying in Engineering College. My dad had gone to Chennai due to job transfer. So I was living along with my mother. My mom was a social worker and hence would roam around all the time. Therefore I was practically alone. We lived on the first floor of a 3-storied building. In India, ground floor is not counted hence there were actually 4 floors. There were 2 flats on each floor making in all 8 flats out of which 2 were empty. One on the ground floor and the other opposite ours. Then within the space of 15 days both the flats were occupied. A newly married south Indian couple (the Iyers) occupied the flat on ground floor while another couple arrived to stay in the flat opposite ours. This was an unusual couple. The man was a Punjabi. His name was Ranjit Singh. I didn't know his age but he looked like a man in his late forties. His wife was a Maharashtrian. Her name was Sheela. She looked like a woman in her early thirties. This meant a gap of nearly 15 years between the two. The Iyers were the first to attract me or to be more specific Mrs. Iyer. Her name was Anuradha. Her husband would call her Anu. She was just 22 whereas he was 26. They looked like a happy couple. For the first few days, they would go out at about 7p.m. and come back at around 10-10.30 p.m. I used to notice this and would often dream that it was I and not Venky (Mr. Iyer) who enjoyed Radha's company. After a few days though, I didn't see them going out. At first, I thought that perhaps they were spending their time at home. Then one day as I was going out, I heard a voice behind me. I turned around and saw that it was Radha who was trying to catch my attention. So I went near her balcony. "Hi! I hope you don't mind my shouting." "Not at all." I said. "Will you please come inside?" "Yes certainly." I went inside. There was Radha, wearing a yellow colored sari with matching sleeveless blouse. She looked even more beautiful from close quarters! I was just staring at her. It was her voice that nearly startled me. "Hello! My name is Anuradha. My husband and I have come here a few days ago. His name is Venky. He works in a MNC. Of late he has been working overtime. Hence I am alone in the house for large part of the day. I don't know anyone in this building. I saw you couple of times when you were going out. I guess you are about my age. Oh! How stupid of me! I didn't even ask your name! You must be thinking that I am mad!" "No, not at all. On the contrary, I found it interesting that you are telling me all this. Oh, and by the way I am Prakash. I live on the first floor. I am 19 years old. How about you?" "I am 22. Well, Prakash, I was telling you all this because I thought that perhaps you could help me?" "Help you? How?" "As I said I don't know anyone in this building. Perhaps you could tell me about the people in this building. Whom should I be mixing with and whom to avoid?" "But why are you asking all this to ME?" "Sorry Prakash if I have offended you. I thought of you because you seem to be such a nice young guy and a handsome one too if I may add!" "Thanks Radha for the compliments. Ok, I will tell you all that I know about people in this building. But what's in it for me?" I asked sheepishly. "You called me Radha!" she was amazed. "Sorry if I have offended you, but I like that name." "No one has called me Radha before. It sounds lovely though. Ok, you can call me Radha, but only when we are alone!" "And when will we be alone?" my god, did I just say that! "Well, it depends on when are you free!" Radha said. My goodness! She just didn't say that, did she? I was amazed and pleased too. "As I was telling you Prakash, I am alone nearly whole day and I need someone to talk to and spend time with. In short, I need a good friend and since you are about my age I want you to be my friend. Would you like it?" Radha spoke. I was so overjoyed that for a moment I could not speak. Radha misinterpreted my silence and asked me whether I found all this boring. I told her that it wasn't like that and I was speechless because I was over the moon with the idea of becoming friend of such a beautiful woman! I assured her that I would be there for her whenever she needs me. After that day, I started to visit her house quite often. While being at close quarters with such a hot woman, all I could think of was to fuck her! What can I say about Radha? She was the sexiest woman that I had ever seen. Her face was so beautiful. Her eyes were big and black. Her cheeks were soft as silk and quite chubby. Her lips were full and juicy. She would pout her lips while speaking which always made my dick rock hard! Being a south Indian, her hair was long and black. She always tied her hair neatly and would wear GAJARAS (bunch of flowers woven together). The beautiful smell of flowers plus her natural body smell would arouse me every time I went near her. At that time all I could think of was to grab her from behind and thrust my rock hard dick into her lovely pink pussy. (Although I had not seen her pussy, I imagined it to be pink since she was so young and beautiful). Radha was fair in color unlike many south Indian women who are dark. She always wore saris. Her saris were dark in color and semi transparent. Also she would often wear sleeveless blouses, which were deep cut on both sides. When we were alone, her pallu would often drop giving a generous view of her boobs! And what a pair of boobs she had! They were 38D, as I had found out by examining her bra which was lying on the floor, perhaps fallen out of the drawer in the cupboard. But this is just a number, which can never tell how beautiful those tits were! They looked so soft and gentle. At the same time, the cleavage was so inviting that it would make even an 80-year man's dick rock hard! On certain occasions, Radha would drop her pallu so much that I could see her deep navel! Her stomach was flat and her navel was quite deep. I would always stare at her navel when she "Accidentally" dropped her pallu to allow me the view. I would often get caught and Radha would say nothing but smile naughtily! This made me even horny! I cannot comment on her legs, as they were safe under her sari. But what I can comment on is her bottom. Not often does one see a woman with lovely boobs and lovely ass. Well, Radha was one such woman. Her buttocks were as big and beautiful as her boobs! Although I did not see her naked ass, her sari-clad ass was enough to ignite any young man's dick! Her hips would sway when she walked and she would often wiggle her ass while doing any work, especially when I was around. This made me very very hot! Just within a month of stay, Venky had to go to Germany for 2 months for training. The next day after his departure, Radha called me as I was coming home from her balcony. It was obvious that she was missing her husband and She asked me whether I would like to stay with her tonight for dinner! I was more than happy to oblige! I told her that I would go back to my home, get fresh and come back within half an hour. She said that will be fine with her. So I climbed the stairs and was starting to dream about tonight! After getting inside my apartment, I went straight to the bathroom, stripped in no time and started masturbating while thinking about Radha's invitation to dinner and things that I would do with her after dinner! I imagined my dick buried deep inside her hot and wet cunt as I took her from behind! My hands groping her massive boobs, pinching her nipples! My hips smashing her beautiful and luscious ass cheeks! And above all our moaning! She is saying, "Oh! My Prakash! My lover boy! Take me! Fuck me like a whore that I am! Tear my cunt with your big rod! Fill my pussy with your cum! Make me pregnant! Cum inside me baby! Oh yeah! That's it baby! Cum with me! Uunghhhh…! Aahhhh…" I am saying, "Oh, My Radha! I had wanted to fuck you from the day I saw you. You are the sexiest and most beautiful woman that I ever saw! Wow! It feels great to fuck your hot and wet pussy with my hard dick! I would love to make you pregnant! Oh My God Radha, What are you doing to me! I am gonna cum inside your cunt baby! Here it comes! Uunghhhh…! Aahhhh…" And with this, I came real hard! I felt so happy and at the same time felt a little weak in my legs. I sat on the bathroom floor for couple of minutes and then took a nice hot shower. I came out and dried myself. Then I started searching for the perfect dress to wear! Finally I settled with a dark blue T-shirt and black jeans. I didn't wear any undergarments so as to be able to strip quickly if required! Then I powdered my face. I was always clean shaven (even down below), so there was no problem in that aspect. I sprayed the best perfume that I had and applied deodorant liberally. It was as if I was going out on a date with my girlfriend! Finally I went downstairs and pressed the doorbell. There was no response for a long time, so I pressed it again. Still there was no response. I was about to press the bell for the third time (I feared if any problem had arisen) when the door was opened. "Oh, it's you! Come inside. I thought you were not going to come. You had said that you would come back in half hour and it is nearly an hour! Excuse me! What happened? Is there something wrong with me? Why are you looking like that at me?" It was her last remark that brought me back to the present, for I was staring at her in disbelief. And there was a reason for that too. Radha was wearing a nighty! I had always seen Radha in saris. This was the first time I was seeing her in nighty, and what a dress it was! It was pink in color, semi-transparent. It was sleeveless and cut quite deep in the front as well as the back. But the most amazing thing was that it finished 2-3 inches below her crotch! This meant that for the first time I had a great view of her legs and it was this view that I was enjoying when she spoke. "Oh, I am sorry. I couldn't help staring at your legs. They are so beautiful!" I blurted. "Do you really like them that much?" Radha asked blushingly. "Oh yes! I mean I have never seen such beautiful legs before!" I told her. "Thank god someone thinks like that!" Radha said. " Why do you say so?" "Well, my husband thinks they are too bulky, especially my thighs." "He must be mad to think so. I mean I don't think that they are too bulky and I like your thighs the most. They look so soft and fleshy. They remind me of silky pillows. I would love to caress them!" wow! Did I say all this! I thought that this was the end and Radha would certainly scold me now. But nothing happened! Radha blushed and gave me that naughty smile of hers! This made my cock twitch! She asked me to come inside as I was still outside the house. As I came inside, she told me to sit on the couch and feel at home while she went to kitchen to prepare the dinner. As she was walking towards the kitchen, I could see that her back was nearly naked! I was also mesmerized by the movement of her ass, which was accentuated by this dress. For the next half hour, I could not keep my eyes off Radha as she was working in the kitchen. I had switched on the T. V so that she would think that I was watching it. Instead, I was watching her! I knew that tonight was going to be the night! But I could not think of a starting point. I was busy thinking one when Radha called me. "Prakash, the dinner is ready. Let's eat." We sat on the dining table and started eating. It was a typical south Indian meal. There were Idlis and Dosas along with Saambar and Rice. Radha was busy watching a daily soap. I was looking up and down her body, trying to take in as much beauty as I could. I was watching her lips as she was eating Saambar. Wow! They looked so juicy! How I would love to suck and kiss and lick them! Just then she dropped her spoon and bent to pick it. This gave me a great view of her titties! I had seen them before but this time I could even see hint of her nipples! She sure was not wearing a bra! I was sporting a huge erection now. Radha took a long time picking the spoon. I looked at her and realized the reason. It wasn't just I who was staring! Radha's eyes were fixated on my hard on! I could clearly hear a soft moan that escaped her! This confirmed my belief that she was also very much interested in me. Now all I needed was an opening! Rest of the dinner went without any EVENT. I think we both sensed that there was sexual tension in the air. Then Radha washed all the vessels and came back and joined me on the couch. Both of us were tense and unable to think of anything to speak. We were smiling nervously looking at each other for some time. Then there came a big sound. It was the wall clock that was signaling the hour of 10.the unexpected sound broke the tension and we were normal once again. " Oh, it's 10'o clock. Time for FRIENDS." Radha said. She was referring to the famous sitcom, which was shown at 10 p.m. on a channel. As I was also very fond of it, we both sat on the couch and started to watch. This was the episode when Chandler gets frustrated due to lack of seduction skills and Monica and Rachel help him. Monica tells him about the 7 parts of a woman's body which if used properly can make her horny. Then follows the combinations of these parts with Monica saying seven, seven, seven clearly indicating the pussy being fucked! While watching this, I got a fabulous idea to seduce Radha. As the episode ended, Radha switched off the T.V. and asked me whether I liked it. "It was quite good but I could not understand the part where Monica talks about the 7 important parts of a woman's body." I said. "What is so difficult in that?" Radha asked. "Well, if you got it then explain to me." I said sheepishly. "Ok! First you tell me how many of these 7 parts did you get?" Radha said giggling. I knew that she was teasing me which was all the better for me. "Umm… let me see. Three no, no four. Yes I know about 4 parts." I said grinning. "And which are they?" Radha asked, now unable to control her giggling. "Lips, navel, buttocks and… breasts!" I said in a serious tone. "Oh, come on! How can you forget pussy?" Radha blurted. "Oh yeah! I knew I was forgetting something. But that makes it 5. What about the remaining 2?" I asked with feign ignorance. "That's quite simple. You counted breasts and buttocks as single items but they always come in pairs. So that completes the list." Radha answered in the manner of a teacher. "And what a pair some people possess!" I said while openly staring at her boobs, which were clearly visible due to Radha's movements. Radha was taken aback by my statement and open staring. For a moment, I thought that she would tell me to get lost as she was eyeing me in a strange way. But my fear was gone completely when she smiled naughtily. Her next question confirmed that she was horny. "Prakash, have you ever fucked a girl?" "What?" I asked puzzlingly. "You heard me clearly. Come on, tell me." "Umm… not really." I said. "What do you mean by that?" Radha asked in a serious tone. "Well, during my high school days, I fooled around with a girl. We did different kinds of things but we never actually fucked each other." I told her. "Who was the girl? And what kinds of things you did with her? Tell me all." Radha said in a low, husky voice. I knew that I had done it. Radha was mine and no one could stop me from fucking her. One part of me was urging me to fuck her right now but the other part told me to seduce her completely. Hence I started to tell her about my experiences. "Her name was Vaishali. She was in my class. It started when we were in the 10th standard. Vaishali was a dull girl who would get less mark in all the subjects. She was a poor girl and couldn't afford private tuitions. As I was a bright student who always stood in the first three in the class, she asked me if I would be her tutor. She told me that she would pay me 100 Rs. Per month. I accepted the offer. I used to teach her for one and a half hour everyday after school. We would study in the garden as she lived in a small hut. This garden, unlike many others was quite peaceful. Vaishali would often wear one-piece frocks, which would barely cover her ass, giving me a great view of her lovely thighs! Her thighs were very lovely! They were creamy and so silky! I would often get the urge to not just caress but squeeze them! Vaishali would caught me staring at them on many times and smile naughtily! I knew that she was also very horny, as she would often stare boldly at my crotch! I would love it when she would gasp after seeing my hard on. Just like that." This last remark was with reference to the gasp uttered by Radha. She was looking straight at my crotch. As I looked down, I saw my dick standing erect! I think I was too engrossed in my story that I forgot how hard I had become! I wanted to stick my rock hard dick in Radha's hot snatch. I was about to grab her when she spoke. "Why did you stop? Continue your story." I controlled my urge and resumed my narrative thinking that the more I speak the hornier Radha will get! "Well, then came the mid-term examinations. Because of my teaching, Vaishali got decent marks in all subjects. She was very happy when the results were out. That day, after the school was over, she told me that she was going to give me a little surprise gift for my teaching. When I went to the garden, Vaishali was already there. She was wearing a purple colored frock, which was damn sexy! It not only showed her sexy legs but also showed off quite a handful of her twin globes! I was always attracted to her lovely thighs but I observed for the first time that her boobs were quite big and beautiful! My eyes were fixated on the sexy valley that was created between the 2 mounds!" I stopped for a moment to see Radha's face. Her eyes were dreamy and full of lust. Her lips were quivering. Her mouth was dry as she continually licked her lips with her tongue. Her breath was quite hard. I looked at her breasts, which seemed to spill out of her nighty. Her nipples were hard like buttons and were clearly visible! She was rubbing her legs slightly! This meant that her pussy was getting wet! I was deciding from where to start. Lips, thighs, perhaps breasts or better still…when I was startled by her voice. "Keep going. You are doing just fine." I understood that she wanted to get hornier but I wanted to fuck her. In the end, I again controlled myself and resumed the narrative again. "Well, as I was staring at her valley, Vaishali asked me whether I was ready for my surprise gift. I told her that I was. Then she took me to a secluded corner of the garden. We sat down. I told her that there was no real need for a surprise gift but she was adamant that it was the case. Then suddenly she took my hand and placed it high on her thigh!" "This is your gift. Hope you will like it!" she said. I was surprised by her sudden action but recovered quickly and started to caress her thighs. "Vaishali, this is the best gift that anyone has ever given me!" I said. "Show me how you caressed Vaishali's thighs." Radha said huskily. Wow! The moment had finally arrived. I wasted little time in fulfilling her demand. I placed both of my hands high on her thighs and started to caress them in a circular fashion. A soft moan escaped Radha. I took it as a sign of pleasure and continued to caress those fleshy, spongy thighs. It felt so great! Her skin was so smooth! I was slowly moving upwards and was now caressing her inner thighs. I could feel the heat that was flowing from the door to heaven that was between those thighs! I nearly came thinking about her hot and wet cunt! Hot And Horny Radha Radha was moaning quite frequently and was breathing quite heavily. She had spread her legs so as to allow me unrestricted access to her thighs. My hands were now roaming freely around her silky legs. Her nighty was pushed towards her waist by her movements and I was granted a great view of her hot snatch! My god, she was not wearing any panties too! Her pussy was just as I had hoped. It was surrounded by a uniform layer of pubic hairs. They were neatly trimmed. Her cunt was dripping wet due to the juices. It looked so delicious! I had a sudden urge to plunge my mouth into this SWEET dish! But I took it easy and continued to caress her. I was now caressing her groin. I could feel the sticky wet juice on my fingers! Radha was moaning very loudly. Her eyes were half closed, hands clutching to the couch and legs spread wide apart inviting me to do anything I wished! I slowly moved both my hands towards her pussy. I stopped abruptly when they were around her lovely bush. I looked in her half closed eyes for permission. She understood and smiled indicating the green signal. I smiled to myself and gingerly touched her bare cunt with my right hand. "Aahhhh….!" Radha gasped at the touch. Encouraged by her response, I then slowly caressed her pussy. The softness of my caress was driving Radha mad. Her cunt was fully engorged now. My right hand was full of her sweet juice. I brought it to my lips and tasted it. Wow! It sure tasted like honey! I hungrily licked my hand and said loudly. "Wow! This is even sweeter than honey! I would love to drink some more." Saying this, I dived in between her legs. My face was now inches away from her pussy. The hot air flowing from my nostrils and the heat emanating from her snatch was too much for me. I put my lips firmly on her cunt. "Uunnghhh…, yeah baby! That's it. Eat my pussy. Taste my honey. Drink it all." This was the first time I had heard her talk dirty. I just loved it! I decided that I would make her cum just by eating her cunt. I started to think about things that I had read and watched. First of all, I started to kiss her mound. This itself was driving her wild. She was moaning uncontrollably. I feared that the neighbors might hear her hence I put my left hand on her mouth. She put my hand inside her mouth and started to lick my fingers! I was surprised at first, but then started to enjoy it too! With her other hand she pushed my face into her mound and bucked her hips pushing herself on my mouth. "Mmmm…! Yeah! That's it baby. Kiss my pussy lips like you would kiss a girl's lips! Use more tongue! Lick me baby! Make me cum! The honey pot is all yours! Aahhhh….!" It was all that I needed. I started to French kiss her pussy lips. I was darting my tongue in and out of her cunt. I was licking her like a sweet dish! And it was driving her wild! "Ummm…, Yeah! That's it baby! Don't stop now. You are doing just fine. " I looked up at Radha. With one hand, she was sucking my fingers. She was sucking so furiously that I knew what she really wanted to suck was … my Cock! Her moaning and grunting was getting louder. Her other hand was busy caressing her nipples! Unknown to me, she had slipped the straps of her nighty from her shoulders and her 38D breasts were fully exposed! Now I had seen her boobs before but they were always encased in a blouse and a bra. This was the first time I was seeing them naked! And they were even better than I imagined! They looked so big and lovely, just like ripe melons! The areolas were quite prominent and pink in color. But what caught my attention the most was her nipples! Dark brown in color, they seemed at least an inch and half long standing so proudly erect on those two gigantic mountains! Radha was caressing and pinching them with her fingers. She was so horny that she even tried to suck her own nipples! All this was not helping my prick, which was threatening to burst through my jeans. I knew that I had to free it from the confines of my jeans, otherwise I would cum just like that! So I stood up and nearly ripped open my jeans and there it was! My dick was standing upright now drawn to its full length of 8 inches. Now I am a modest fellow but one thing that I am really proud of is my cock! It is not as long as some of the cocks you see in the porn films, but it is quite thick which makes it very desirable, for women! Right now, it was making quite an impression on Radha who was surprised that there was no action going on her pussy. Realizing the reason, she was now mesmarizingly looking at my boner. I knew what she wanted. So I stood near her with my erect cock inches away from her desiring mouth. She looked into my eyes as if to seek permission. I just smiled and the next moment, half of my dick was inside her mouth! Wow! What a feeling! It was much much better than I had ever expected! Radha was sucking my dick with the fervor of a little child who has been told that this is the last ice candy it will get! After a few moments, she started using her tongue. She was teasing my cock head with her tongue! It was driving me wild and I knew that I was about to cum. I did not want to cum just yet so I shut my eyes and started thinking about non-erotic things. But that didn't help me much as Radha was milking my cock vigorously. I could sense that my entire cock was now inside her mouth! And then I felt my balls being caressed! I knew that this was the limit! I could not contain myself from screaming. "Uunnghhh…, oh Radha! I am Cummingggggg….! Aaahhh….!" With that I came and it seemed as if I was not going to stop! After what seemed like eternity, I finally opened my eyes. I was feeling so weak that I could barely stand! For a moment or two, it seemed like I was in heaven. Then I saw Radha. There she was. Sitting on the couch, smiling naughtily, looking happy and content as if her long time wish had been fulfilled! Then it struck me. Wow! It was true! I had actually blown my load into her mouth! Did she swallow it? Perhaps. Was that the reason for her satisfied look? Was it a first time for her too to suck a man's cock and then swallow his load! "Radha!" I called her in a soft voice. I was now clutching her shoulders with my hands because of the weakness in my legs. "Yes Darling!" she responded. Did she just call me Darling? Well, well, well! "Tell me Radha. Was this your first time?" "I don't get you. What are you talking about?" she asked sheepishly. "You know very well what I am talking about. Was this the first time that you sucked a man's cock?" I asked her blatantly. Radha didn't say anything but I could see her face reddening with blush. "So it is true, isn't it?" I asked her. Radha nodded quietly. I could even detect a smile. "May I know the reason?" I asked politely. Radha's face was getting redder. But all the same she was enjoying all this very much. "Well, you know. Venky is a very orthodox person. So he doesn't like to do these things. And anyway his cock is not as beautiful as yours, Prakash!" Holy shit! She thought my cock was Beautiful! And yes I had to pity Venky for not using the talents of his wife! "So did you enjoy sucking my cock and then swallowing my cum?" Again Radha nodded quietly. "You did! Well, well, well! I thought of you as a lady. But you are nothing but a lust-craven, sex-loving whore! Yes that's what you are, Radha. A whore!" I thought that Radha would be hurt by this or at least embarrassed. But I was wrong. She looked up to me and smiled naughtily! "Oh my god! You like me calling you a whore!" I said in a very amazed manner. She kept on giving me that naughty smile of hers. Then finally she spoke something in a low voice that I couldn't hear. So I asked her to repeat. "Fuck me!" Did she just say that? I had waited so long to hear it. But somehow I wanted to do something before fucking her. Also my prick was nowhere near its full length and I still felt a little weak in the legs. So I sat beside her and started to think about my next move when suddenly my eyes fell on her beautiful breasts! Surely I had to take good care of them before I started pounding her pussy! The next moment I was cupping her melons with my hands while my lips were busy playing with her lovely nipples! "Take it easy Prakash! You are hurting me! I will show you how to do it." Radha cried. But I was in no mood to listen to her. I cupped her left boob with my right hand and started caressing it. It felt so great! The soft touch of her skin, the heaviness of her tit, the sudden stiffness of her nipple! It was just as I had seen in the XXX movies. I started to explore her boobs. My left hand got busy with her right boob. At first, I was gently caressing them. Then I started to fondle and massage them. I observed that the softer the massaging, better the arousal. Hence I deliberately massaged them in a slow and circular manner. This was driving Radha crazy. Her moans and grunts became louder. Her nipples had become stiff and erect. They were looking like 2 antennas on her lovely melons. I then started to caress her areolas without touching her nipples. This made her nipples rock hard! Finally, Radha begged me to touch her nipples and I obliged. I took both her nipples in my fingers and started to gently caress and pinch them. This made her moans even louder. Therefore I had to stop her with my lips pressed against hers! Actually, this was the first time that we were kissing! Both of my hands were busy in fondling her tits so it was Radha who took over the kissing part. She held my head with both her hands and pressed her lips on mine. Within no time her tongue had worked its way inside my mouth and was busy playing with mine. My fondling of her tits was going on as before which was making her wilder. I could sense muffled moans inside my mouth. My tongue was now feverishly roaming inside Radha's mouth. I looked into her eyes and could see the look of satisfaction and enjoyment in those eyes. Our kissing and my groping of her melons continued for a while and then I realized that I had become erect again! I knew what I wanted but just to make sure that Radha was also ready, I placed my hand on her pussy. And guess what? It was sopping wet! I pushed a finger inside her cunt and a loud moan escaped Radha. I pulled it back and brought it to my face. It was covered with Radha's womanly juices. I looked at her and without shifting my gaze, put that finger in my mouth. Ummm…! Yummy! Delicious! I had tasted honey again! " And now that we are ready, let us begin the final chapter of our first sexual encounter and I hope that this is not the last one!" I said loudly. I expected lot of blushing and the naughty smile from Radha. But her reaction totally surprised me. First of all, she removed her nighty, which was anyway not concealing any major part of her body. Then she started removing my T-shirt in which I gladly helped her. Now that we were completely naked, she grabbed my rock hard dick and held it tightly. Finally, she put her legs on either side of me and placed her pussy squarely on my meat. Very slowly she started to push herself on my cock. Maybe because my cock was bigger than her hubby's, it wasn't smooth sailing as far as her pussy and my cock was concerned. As for me, the feeling was unbelievable! Slowly slowly half my dick was inside her pussy. With her cunt dripping wet with her juices and her pussy quivering wildly, I felt as if my dick was being inserted in a blast furnace! Finally with a few forceful blows by me, my dick was completely inside Radha's cunt. Now she started straddling my cock. Her body was bouncing wildly. Both of my hands were on her buttocks trying to support her. But I had more in mind! If there was one part of her body that I had not explored before, it was her big ass! Now I had ample opportunity to do so. I started to caress her ass cheeks. After a while though, I was furiously massaging her ass cheeks, with a finger probing her asshole! I started to push a finger in her anus. This was met by Radha's approval as her hips were bucking and her asshole was getting bigger! At the same time, I was busy licking her lovely, ripe melons that were also dangling freely with her movements. Her swinging body was making it difficult for me but I didn't give up. I wanted to explore as much of her delicious body as I could! Radha wasn't far behind too! While her body was swaying freely, with one hand she was holding my head onto her breasts while with the other, she was exploring my arse and not doing a bad job either! She was also playing with my anus, which was driving me crazy! After a while her speed increased and she started screaming. "Come on baby! Finger my pussy! Touch my clit! Make me cum! I am all yours, baby! Shoot your hot spunk inside me! Oh, yeah!" "Hell, yeah! I want to fill your pussy with my load. I want to make you pregnant! Is this helping?" the last question was with reference to the work that I was doing with her cunt. "Oh, yeah baby! This is wonderful. Keep doing it. You are soon going to make me cum!" I sensed that the climax was near. I quickly took a handful of her boobs in my mouth and sucked and licked them. Then I started pushing a finger in her anus. She reciprocated my action. And then it happened! "Aanghhh…! Uummm…! I am Cumminggg…! Cum inside me, my lover boy! Come for your Radha, Prakash darling!" "Uungghhh…! Ohh, yeahh…! I am Cumminggg… Radha!" "Ohh, yeahh! Baby! Aahhh…!" And with that we collapsed on the couch with my cock still inside her pussy. Hot and Horny Wife David was offshore on his second week and my sexual appetite could not wait. I believed the experience with Maria had my breast, hard nipples and a very wet cunt longing to be sucked and fucked. With my heated anxiety I dropped the kids of by the baby sitter and returned home to prepare for a single night out. Being sensual, I wore sexy thongs that parted my swollen and wet pussy lips and a low cut dress that exposed by full breast. After a few drinks by the hotel bar I scanned a sexy couple in the far corner who maintained the eye contact. As his wife came across to order drinks she stood by me, exchanged names and rested her hands on my exposed thighs. Waiting to order drinks she looked directly into my eyes and said 'My husband and I are going to fuck you tonight'. As I swallowed she slipped her fingers up my dress and started rubbing the outside of my swollen clit and exclaimed 'wow what a hot, wet and clean shaven cunt'. As Mary pressed against me in the crowded bar I slowly started winning my Caribbean cunt onto her fingers and started fantasying about her tongue parting my cunt lips, licking my clit, fingering my G spot in preparation for a huge cock. My pussy juices were flowing, I could feel my swollen clit ready to explode but she pulled out, licked her wet fingers and whispered in my ears 'hmmm nice, now get your fucking cunt in our room within the next 10 minutes' and left her room key #69 on my lap. I gulped my drink, turned around and the couple was nowhere to be seen. Walking with caution but excitement I felt my wet panties and juices sliding between my legs. With the urge for a fuck I opened the door to the dimmed lit room. After a few steps, the naked sexy stranger met me in the walkway and between intermittent passionate kisses; she slowly took all my clothes off. Mary and I hugged and kissed deeply in the walkway, her two fingers slipped inside my soaked pussy, slowly moving in and out preparing me for a good fucking session. My cunt also felt tight around her fingers and longed to taste and spread her cunt juices all over my tongue. With her fingers in my cunt she led me to the bed, where she laid down, spread open her legs and said 'Sherry please suck my cunt, I need your tongue to fuck this hot cunt now'. Without hesitating I stood over her, licked her thick sexy thighs as my mouth graciously aimed for her sexy smooth and clean womanhood. As my tongue was all over her clit, I started finger fucking her tight red cunt and G Spot. At the same time the bathroom door opened and her sexy husband walked in totally naked and fresh from a shower. With my ass in the air and busy sucking his wife's cunt he started to gently caress my breast, nipples whilst licking all over my ass cheeks, cunt hole and already dripping flesh. As I started to moan, Mary gently held my head and asks me to beg for Mark's thick 8" hard cock. My cunt urgently need a fuck so I responded ' Mark please fuck my cunt now, I need your cock deep in my cunt, fuck me please, fuck my tight wet cunt now' and with that, Mary shouted to Mark 'fuck this sexy woman cunt now whilst she licks my cunt to orgasm'. With my mouth all over Mary's cunt I moaned and screamed as I felt Marks' very hard cock slowly parting my pussy lips and entering the deep walls of my woman hood. As I tightened my cunt muscles around his cock he felt good and strong. I replied and also tried to fuck and fuck his cock with the same doggie style rhythm. As Mark slowly and gently fucked his cock deep in and out between my legs I felt his fingers also stroking my swollen clit. My cunt was in ecstasy and now sucked harder on Mary's clit who screamed into a pulsating orgasm. Mary on the other hand after catching her breathe, started teasing my nipples and ordered her husband 'come on Mark you always wanted a tight Caribbean cunt, so fuck her hard and long, part her cunt lips with your cock, show her what a great orgasm is all about, fuck her, fuck her, I want to see her pussy juices splash all over her cock, fuck her cunt until she squirts into orgasm, come on, fuck this thick cunt..... "Ahhhh, oh fuck aaaaaaagggh!" I screamed as Mark pushed his hips forward prying its way inside her stretched pussy. "Aaaaggghhh!" I squealed. "Fuck! Damn, Mark you are goooooood!" "Fuck! You're so deep! Do it! Fuck my pussy good! Take my cunt! Fuck me hard!" "Do you like my fucking hard cock inside of you? You've wanted this since the bar, haven't you?" Mark breathlessly stated. "Oh, fuck! Yeah," I moaned. "Give it to me! Fuck my wet cunt!" I pleaded. Mark sank the rest of his rock hard, oversized cock into my drooling pussy in one smooth stroke. With my cunt lips hitting the broad base of his cock, I moaned in pleasure. "Ohhhh!" I groaned loudly as his hands gripped tightly to my waist as his dick pounded my cunt. "Damn! Your pussy is so fucking good!" Mark groaned as his dick continued to slam into me. His dick continuously burying itself within my tight hole brought me closer and closer to my massive orgasm. Mark's hot wife, already envious, reached out and forced my mouth back onto her wet pussy. Mary quickly rubbed her clit while my tongue lapped at the crevices of her pussy lips. "Argggh!! Ohhh fuck!" she cried in anxiety. "OHhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh! Oh my God!! I'm cumming! I'm cumming on your fucking cock! Ohhhhhh!!!" My body screamed into orgasm as Mark grabbed the back of my hair and shouted "I'm going to fucking cum inside this hot pussy of yours!" His cock twitched and jerked as he held my hips tight allowing every ounce of his sperm to empty inside me, and moaned loudly, "Fuck yeah!! Fuck yeah!!" Mary watched helplessly as Mark's scrumptious cum was shot into my pussy. Her mouth salivated for the taste of his hot spunk. She hadn't stopped playing with her clit as she imagined him emptying his cum into her cunt. After Mark pulled out his cock from my cunt and left a gaping hole I happily collapsed onto the bed and passionately kissed Mary whilst we gyrated against each other pussies. Hot & Humid in Bombay It was a hot humid day that of that summer of 1985. I remember sitting on that hot sand of Juhu Beach in Bombay with my wife. The sweat beads trickled from my forehead and I could feel some of it trickle down my back. It felt disgusting. This was my wife's idea of a second chance for us. Travel all the way to India to save our marriage. The only thing that would save this marriage right now would be if she walked into the Indian Ocean and never came back. Well, I was not going to rock the boat. I had too much to lose in this relationship and the inevitable divorce. But I was not going to make it easy for her. The bitch had made me work for all I was worth and here she sat next to me, basking in the hot Indian sun, probably thinking in her mind "I got you, you bastard" I turned around to her and politely said "Honey, its hotter than hell here, can't we just head back to the hotel and relax a bit?" The answer came back curt and sharp, "I want to stay here for a bit, you can go back if you want to!" That was good enough for me. I put on my leather sandals, hoisted myself up and walked back to the hotel. As I made my way back, I thought, "Why not take a ride in the local bus here. I have never traveled the city bus," so I made my way to the bus stop instead, making sure that I had some lose change in my pocket. There were a few people there at the bus stop, but one person specifically drew my attention. She was a young girl, probably around 18-19 years old and beautiful. She wore a sleeveless green dress, which was lose around most of her body, but clung to her breasts. I glanced at her breasts again. Her nipples were taut and I could see them poke through her bra and her dress. "Whoa!" I thought "some nipples those are!" As my gaze fixed on her tits, I noticed that she had caught me staring at her. I looked up at her and she smiled at me, not knowing what to do I smiled back and raised my right hand as a hello. She shook her head at me and nodded back saying hello. I looked away for a bit cause I was beginning to get embarrassed at the growing bulge in my pant. Mercifully the bus arrived in a couple of minutes and we all climbed in. The buses in Bombay are crowded almost 12 hours of the day. Of course, there was only standing room. I found myself conveniently crushed between this 300-lb. man behind me and this beautiful girl in front of me. I had my hand held on the bar which ran across the ceiling of the bus to prevent passengers from falling into the lap of someone in a seat. The beautiful girl who was in front of me had her hand on the vinyl loop that hung from the rod. As the bus moved and stopped and moved again, I found myself pressed into the back of this girl and once again my hard-on started pressing against her back. To my surprise and amazement, she turned back and looked at me and smiled again. Even though she had some distance between her and the woman in front of her, I noticed that she started pressing her body towards me and I was certain that she could feel my erect cock pressed against her back. The conductor came and asked for the money to issue us tickets and I paid the same to the end of the line. A couple of stops later, more people started getting on to the bus and it started getting even more crowded. Then this girl did something that made me shoot a wad of cum right into my underwear. She reached back as if to scratch her back and she got hold of my penis and give it just that little squeeze. Oh gosh, I almost fainted and let out a little moan. I was so horny and spent. I slowly moved my left hand down by her side while my right hand came down the loop that she was holding and I had my hand on hers. My left hand meanwhile snaked its way between her left hand and her side and started caressing the side of her left breast. Feeling that she pushed herself more into me, giving me more access to her breast. I knew no one could see my left hand and what it was doing due to the way this bus was crowded, so gathering more confidence I gently pushed myself into her and cupped her left breast with my left hand. I thought I was in heaven, when I felt her nipple against my index finger. O gosh, even through the bra and the dress I could feel it to be almost an inch long. I closed my eyes and imagined my lips sucking on those young nipples of this unknown stranger in front of me. The bus screeched to a halt at a signal and I nearly buckled under. My knees were weak and I was breathing harder. I was sweating profusely, but I know that it just wasn’t the heat in the air. It was the heat coming from this girl cause I had heard her softly moan and as I massaged her left breast, I could hear her heart beat which had increased considerably in the last few minutes. Damn, I knew the ride was going to end soon. End it did, and we all started getting off the bus. Getting off had a new meaning to me and I could feel the wetness in my pants. As I got off the bus, I knew I had to say something to her or else she would be lost in the crowd and gone forever. I wanted to hide in her breasts and caress her body for as long as I could. To my amazement, she had stopped a little distance away, and as our eyes met, she beckoned me over with a nod of the head. I walked over to her and said "Hi! You must think I am a real jerk, but I just couldn't help myself…" She immediately said "Sssh! It was just as much fun for you as it was for me. Do you want to come along?" 'Come along? Gosh YES, I wanted to come with you for a long long time' I told myself and just nodded my head not being able to bring those words to my lips. She slid her hand into mine and motioned me to walk with her. We made our way through the crowded suburban streets. We walked silently for about 15 minutes or so before we came to an apartment building. She said, "Let's go up here." I wondered if this is where she lived, but I quickly realized that she had no intention of taking me to any apartment when we made our way all the way up to the terrace. The door to the terrace was locked, however there was a little landing there and this place was dark and quiet. The lock looked rusty and I knew that no one would disturb us here. As my eyes got used to the darkness the light from the bottom of the stairwell started to shine through. I could see this beautiful girl stand in front of me looking at me. I said "Well, my name is David, and you are?" For the first time she looked shyly at me and glanced away and smiled a bit as she said, "I am Sunita." Gosh! Are they always this beautiful and wonderful I asked myself. I reached out for her hand, which she gladly put into mine, and I pulled her close to me. I put raised my right hand, put my index finger below her chin and lifted her face up to mine. Those were the biggest brown eyes I had ever seen and they looked beautiful. I saw those luscious lips of hers and all I could think was "Gosh I want you so bad." I kissed her tenderly and I felt her kiss me back. Slowly our mouths opened and our tongues met and we kissed passionately. I could feel her breasts pressed against me and my hands reached behind her butt and grabbed her and pulled her towards me. My cock was throbbing and I could feel it against her stomach and she let out a little moan. I reached behind her dress and slowly unzipped it down to the waist. I felt for the bra and had it quickly unclasped. Then I pushed her back in my hands and slowly watched as the green dress slid down her body to the floor. Again, she looked embarrassed as she put her hands in front of her, but I slowly moved her hands away and saw her breasts in the flesh for the first time. They were the most exquisite works of art I had ever seen. They were perfectly rounded, taut and big. Her nipples were almost an inch long and ready to be sucked. I bent down and slowly took her nipple in my mouth and she let out another moan. As I was doing this, she was unfastening my pant and letting it slide to the floor. I stood back and took off my t-shirt and threw it on the floor. She then came to me and knelt in front of me and took off my underwear. My cock almost rebounded out of it and almost hit her face. She giggled as she saw the wetness that was already around my cock. She looked up at me and said "Couldn't you wait for me?" and saying that she took my cock slowly into her mouth. I tilted my head backwards and let out yet another moan as I felt my cock slowly rub the sides of her warm mouth and felt her tongue swirl around my head. Her fingers slowly tickled my balls, which were hard as rocks now ready to shoot another load straight into her hot mouth. Just as she sensed me ready to come, she squeezed on the base of my cock and made me gasp. She said, "Slowly, I want you to trickle onto my tongue." She opened up her mouth and stuck her tongue out and eased the pressure on my pulsating cock. With a jerky motion my cum started flowing out, some on her tongue and some on her face. The drops that fell around her face, she slowly licked off herself. She then started kissing me all around my cock as it slowly started to lose its erection. "No, you are not done" she said, "I still have to go." She then stood up and slowly pulled down her panties. She wasn't shaved. Her bush stood out in front of her pussy and I could barely see her. However, something about that hair made me want her even more. She put her hands on my shoulder and beckoned me to go down. Down on my knees I found myself in front of her pussy. I passed my fingers through her pubic hair and she moaned. This was obviously exciting her as much as it was exciting me. I pulled her closer to me and she raised her right leg and put it over my left shoulder, giving me more access to her pussy. I parted the hair and there I saw the pink lips of her cunt. I could see the moistness glisten through the darkness, which was almost clear as daylight now to me. I leaned forward and kissed her between the lips and she grabbed hold of my hair and pushed my head into her, at the same time she thrust her hips forward so that I had complete access to her cunt. I slid out my tongue and slowly made a pass over he slit. I could see her tremble, her leg was shaking and she was beginning to speak in Hindi, words that I didn't understand. I sucked her for a good 4 to 5 minutes, before she said, "I think its time you fuck me." The landing was an odd place to fuck but we were both determined to do it anyway. She came up with a plan. She would kneel on a lower step and have her hands on the top stair. She asked me to get behind her. I promptly accepted the offer. My cock was raging hard again and it needed to be in her wet cunt a couple of hours ago. I climbed down the landing, positioned myself behind her. She reached her hand between her legs and grabbed hold of my throbbing cock and slowly guided it into her moist wet pussy. It was tight, but I knew it wasn't her first time. I put my hands on her sides and started thrusting my hips back and forth. Each time my cock would go into her I would feel the rush of come in my balls. Each time I retracted I could hear her moan. I thrust as deep as I could, then bent over her and started playing with her amazing breasts. Her nipples were out there, waiting to be sucked and all I could hear was the swishing of my cock in her wet cunt and her moans. I fucked her as hard as I could and then I felt the walls of her pussy tighten around my cock. I knew she was ready to come. Just then she withdrew. I looked her with surprise as she stood up and smiled at me. She went up to the landing and with her index finger asked me to come up. I walked up the 4-5 steps with my rod sticking in front of me like a water rod attracted to wet pussy. She then put both her arms around me and jumped up on me and I knew what she wanted. She wanted me to take her standing as she wrapped her thighs around me. O boy! I fucked her standing up like I have never fucked before. I couldn’t imagine that I could last for so long with a hard cock. Maybe the position was what made it last longer, but we fucked and fucked. She had her tongue in my ears and in my mouth. She licked me and kissed me, while I held her up by her butt and felt those massive breasts and tasty nipples rub against my chest. Our moans got louder and then we both came. We stood there with my back against the wall and her riding my cock for some time after. I could feel her juices mixed with mine, flow out of her pussy and down my cock and down my thighs and balls. It felt so good. We were sweating like pigs but the smell of sex was far too much for us to get away from it. Sunita then did something that no one had ever done for me. She said, "You may want to clean yourself, let me," Saying that she licked every drop of cum that was on my legs and thighs. I felt a stirring in my balls again. She grabbed hold of my balls and squeezed them saying "You've hand enough for the day." She then giggled like a 10-year-old. I held Sunita one more time in my arms, naked. We kissed and sat silently for a good hour or so, running our fingers through each other's hair and touching each other. Then we both dressed and kissed some more. We walked out of that apartment building and it was dark by now. She said "David, it was a pleasure. Hope you remember me" and disappeared into the darkness. I smiled and I knew that things were just not the same anymore. I have since divorced my wife and never remarried again. But every time I see an East Indian woman at a grocery store or in a mall, I feel a little tightening of my balls and I wonder, is she just as good? Hot and Ready I was so angry with myself as I drove down the road. I sure hadn't been thinking straight this morning. I had sat down at the computer to hammer out another erotic story and I didn't think I'd have the problem I had now. Usually my husband is home to take care of the after-effects of one of my stories, but today he had gone fishing, and now here I was. I was almost 2 hours away from my home, trying to ignore my frustrated body, my wet bikini bottoms and the fact that I was horny, and needed him right now. I had decided to drive for awhile to distract myself, seeing as I wanted the real thing between my legs, and not some toy. Finally I looked up and decided I'd better get back home and edit the piece, so when my husband got home he could take care of the job. I turned my car around in the driveway of an old, run down and abandoned home, then proceeded to head back the way I'd come. I guess I was about half an hour into my return trip when I noticed these two young gentlemen hanging out on the front porch of a nice log cabin home. I slowed my car down and let my eyes take in a pair of bare-skinned chests and tight jeans. I knew they had seen my car slow and had noticed me, or they had noticed my red and black 1969 Chevelle SS Convertible. Either way I didn't care; I needed relief and I needed it fast. My bikini bottoms were still damp inside my shorts and I could still smell the musky aroma of my sex. Pulling into their drive, I slid my car into park and stepped out. I knew I had their interest. It had been a hot day at home and I hadn't bothered to toss on a top over my bikini. The shorts I had slipped over the bottoms were very short and tight. I knew I looked good enough to eat, and that is what I wanted. I walked around the front of the car, chuckling to myself as they noticed first the car and then me. "Can we help you out?" the blonde asked, after running his eyes along the sides of my car, then taking his sweet time to admire my legs, crotch and large breasts. I think he may have had blue eyes. I really can't remember if he even looked at my eyes, but again, I didn't care. I had mine fixed on his crotch, and wanted so badly to see what was under those jeans. The brunette walked up behind his buddy and looked over at me, and he too offered his assistance. I told them I was lost and gave them the name of a town that was 30 minutes south of where I actually lived. No reason to get these two so excited they may come looking for me! I just wanted to get laid real bad. I didn't want a constant boy toy while my husband was away. They proceeded to tell me how to get where I needed to go, and I proceeded to act dumb. I told them I'd pull out a map and they could show me where I needed to head. I made sure I bent over real well as they ogled my ass, as my shorts rode high up my cheeks. I knew they enjoyed what they were looking at, because I heard the murmurs of approval that I wasn't meant to hear. I handed the map over to the blonde and went to work caressing the other gentleman with my eyes. I knew the blonde was interested in what I had to offer, but I had to make sure to snag his friend. I had decided when I saw them, I wanted to have them both against me. I let my eyes stroke his cock, and ran my tongue across my lips, then over my teeth. I placed my finger at my mouth and slowly dipped it inside to suck on the tip, as I made sure his eyes kept contact with mine. I saw his face redden and I knew I had perked more then his interest. Sliding up next to the blonde, who had my map spread out over the hood of my car, I let my arm brush his as I carefully pretended to follow the route back home. Smiling up at his eyes, though his were looking at the curves of my breast, I pressed my head closer to his, letting my breath caress his skin. He shifted slightly, so his arm would rub against my breast, and I let a little moan of encouragement escape out. Turning to the brunette, I asked if it the two of them would mind if we went inside and wrote all these directions down on paper. Now, at this statement, I didn't quite get the reaction I was expecting. It was obvious by the growth in their jeans that these men wanted me, and were more than willing to satisfy my primal urge. I did notice how their manner changed, and I was curious as to why. I followed them into the log cabin home, letting my eyes take in their tight asses, just begging for me to grasp them as they took turns slamming into me. I could feel my pussy getting as wet as it had been earlier, as I stepped across the threshold of their house. I let my eyes take stock of my surroundings. I noticed the well-decorated home. There was not really much of a feminine touch to it, but more of a masculine feel. I was curious as to the situation of the two men, but really didn't want to pry too much into their personal life, since I wasn't planning on coming back. There was a door off to the right of the dining room, and I saw that it was open, a bed peeking out from inside it. I waited for a brief moment while the blonde ran upstairs, for what I assumed was paper and pen. I let my eyes slide back to the brunette, and once more let them roam across his bulging jeans. It was then that I heard a rustle from the room to my left. Turning, I looked at the form of a sleeping man lying on the couch. 'Ahhh,' I thought to myself, 'That is why they didn't want me inside.' I saw the man asleep, and shrugged my shoulders. He wasn't a bad looking man at all; obviously older then the other two, but not old enough to be their dad; maybe an uncle or close friend. Well, he was asleep and I really didn't want my plans to be spoiled, so I pressed up close to the brunette while I heard the blonde coming down the stairs. "Why don't we move into one of the other rooms?" I asked, angling my head towards the dining area. "That way we won't wake up your friend. I'm sure you wouldn't mind. Would you?" I let my voice take on a sound that would not be easy to ignore, as I hooked my arm through his. He led me into the dining room and offered me a seat. I declined, setting both my elbows on the table, and resting my chin in my palms. I slowly let my fingers play with my lips, as both men stammered out directions from opposite side of the table. I could tell they were frustrated and unsure of how to handle the situation of getting me to stay. I, too, was growing more frustrated, so finally I reached out and caressed the blonde's hands. "You both know I really don't need directions. Don't you?" I watched them look at each other and back to me. "What do you need ma'am?" the blonde asked me. His eyes dipped low, staring at one nipple and then the next. His face reddened as I took the opportunity to press my arms into the sides of my breasts, and squeezed them together. "I think she wants to get fucked," came a voice from behind me. Turning around, I saw the man that had been asleep on the couch earlier. I let my eyes rake over him, and I noticed the difference between the man facing me, and the two standing behind me. This gentleman was older then the other two, who I figured to be in their very early twenties, or even more like 19 or 20. He seemed to be, maybe, early to mid 30's. I could tell that he was more mature about his reactions to me, and my obvious reason for being there. He let his eyes slowly undress me and he showed no embarrassment at having done it and making it so blatantly obvious. I felt my body tighten as I returned the favor, and could tell that even though he wasn't fully erect inside his black boxers, he was hard enough now for me to get the impression that he had a magnificent cock; one that I needed to sample. I walked up to him and stood just a few inches away from him. "Yep, that's what I want." I saw a challenge in his eyes, and his right eyebrow raised slightly higher then the left, and a smile of deviousness crossed his face. I returned his look and gave him my own smirk while I waited for his next statement. I will admit I was surprised by what came out of his mouth next. "All three, lady." That's all he said; three words that left my mouth hanging open. I quickly closed it when I saw the humor in his face. I heard the collective gasps from the two men behind me, and I heard them shifting around where they were standing. He looked over my head and fired a steely stare at them, and they quieted their shuffling. He returned his eyes to me. He saw my refusal leave my eyes and I in return saw his smirk, as he knew that he had called my bluff and won. I got pissed at that point, and I saw something in his eyes spark, as he too saw the difference in my expression and my body language. Squaring my shoulders and pressing my hand against his boxers, I stroked his large cock and leaned up into him. "Where?" He groaned and took my hand from his crotch, then led me into the room I had seen earlier. He motioned with a nod for the other two guys to follow behind us. My pulse was racing as we all headed into that room. I watched his ass move as he walked, and I let all these erotic images of the four of us playing around flash through my head, as I continued to get myself aroused. This was unlike anything I had ever done. Sure, I had had a flew flings and fantasies, but nothing like this, and I wanted to make sure I enjoyed it. He pulled me close to him and worked the braided ponytail from my hair, running his fingers through my curls. Turning me away from him, he pulled me against his hard cock. I felt it pressing against my shorts as I heard him tell the other two men to get undressed. Neither one objected to his demands, but leapt into action. I watched as they each opened their jeans and slipped down zippers. All the men were barefoot, so the two just slipped their jeans down and stepped out of them. Next came their underclothes. My blonde lover wore a pair of gray boxers. I saw the tent he had in them, and ran my tongue across my lips before turning to stare at the hard cock behind the briefs of the brunette. Each man took their clothes off and stood naked before me. "Stroke them." I heard him say in my ear. Turning back I looked into his dark eyes and over his dark hair. "With pleasure," I answered. I slipped off my sandals and moved away from him and up to both men. Grasping their cocks, one in each hand, I proceeded to stroke each one, using opposite rhythmns. I'd slide up Blondie's cock, while I slid my hand down the other one that I had my fingers wrapped around. I watched my hands caress these two fine specimens, and then I let my eyes take in their lust for me, as drops of pre-cum slid out of each man's cock. I put my tongue against the nipple of one man and sucked gently, before moving to tease the nipple of the other. I so much needed a cock inside me as me, as my pussy contracted and more liquid slipped along my walls. Then I felt the big cock pressed against my ass as I came up from sucking on the brunette's nipple. I pushed my ass against the man behind me, realizing he had removed his boxers while I had been stroking his buddies. I felt his hands come up around my breasts and grasp them, his fingers rubbing and teasing my nipples as I worked on the cocks in front of me. He moved his hands away from my breasts, and slid them up to the straps of my bikini to untie them. Soon my bikini top joined the rest of the lost clothing in the room. He told each one of the other men to take over the work on my tits. They readily complied, as he tugged off my shorts and then ran his fingers through the curly red bush between my legs. I bit my lip as I waited for the invasion of his finger. Pressing my pussy against his hand, I silently begged him to slip inside, but he pulled his hand away and kissed my neck. He instructed me to get on the bed and move into position, so I was on my knees with my hands layed flat on the bed. "Oh yes!" I told him, as I climbed onto the bed. He had me turn around with my head at the foot of the bed and my hands grasping the edge of it. Next, he told the brunette to climb up behind me, and he told the blonde to slide his body onto the bed so he could angle himself to be near my hip. I was so wet, as I waited for each of the younger men to move into position! I felt hands caressing my ass, and I felt warm kisses being pressed against my hip, as the sexy blonde pushed his head under my belly, and then moved himself to rest with his mouth just inches from my moist cunt. I bit my lip, waiting to drop my pussy onto his face. With one hand supporting myself, I reached over and stroked his hard cock again, and felt his tongue lick my pussy. I turned back and looked up into the eyes of our leader in this affair. He pressed his hard cock against my closed lips and slowly rubbed it back and forth against my mouth. I let my tongue snake out and taste his skin, as I felt the beginnings of each man's job on my body. Blondie was letting his tongue slide between the wet lips of my slick pussy, and my body relaxed slightly as I pressed my pussy harder into his face. I felt two fingers slide in next to the tongue that was stroking away at my clit, and I knew that the brunette behind me had found what he wanted so desperately. I let my mouth cover the head of the cock in front of me, and felt the swollen head fill it. I took a deep breath through my nose and pressed my mouth further down this thick, hard shaft. "Yes!" I heard him growl, as his hand went into my hair and pushed my head deeper on his cock. Then I felt my ass cheeks being spread, and a couple of wet fingers slipping in and around my tight hole. I pushed my firm butt against these probing fingers, and kept sucking away on that big, hard cock. I squeezed my muscles as my blonde lover-boy let his tongue slide up and down my pussy lips. He had used one of his hands to thrust a finger inside, and started stroking my pussy walls. I felt my body buck against his mouth, and he pushed his tongue into the hole with his fingers. Then I felt the cock in my mouth ease its way out, and I watched its owner lift it out of my way. He cupped his balls and offered them to me. I let my pleasure be known by the sound that radiated from my throat, as my tongue went to work lapping at each side of his sack, where I felt it tighten up to his skin. I let my hot breath caress his balls and his cock as I finally felt the hard cock slide between my ass cheeks. The lubrication that had been placed on his shaft was cool, and I shivered slightly when the cool sticky substance touched my skin. Taking my mouth away from the cock I had been enjoying and looking back, I yelled "Fuck me!" to him. I could feel the increase in rhythm on my pussy, as I knew my blonde was working real hard on my clit. I turned back the other way and looked at him. His hand was stroking his cock real fast, and I set myself to work, on sucking away on my third lover. I worked hard, as each one of the men helped themselves to my body. I felt as though my pussy on fire, as each hard thrust of a tongue went into me, teeth bit at my flesh and warm air from a nose nuzzled the hairs of my pussy. My ass ached to be completely filled. Pushing back further, I felt each pounding stroke of the cock inside me. The hard shaft would partially move out of my ass, and then be plowed deep back inside. I'd squeeze my cheeks together and lock it inside me. I tasted the big swollen cock in my mouth, and hands on my head, lifting me up and down on this giant dick. My tongue swirled over the head, licking and tasting as much of it as I could. "Faster," we were commanded. Faster we moved. Finally, I felt my first orgasm rock through my body, and I covered the tongue, lips and face of the blonde beneath my pussy. He lapped at my clit and swallowed my cum. Another wave of cum was shot against his face, as I felt the cock in my ass explode its seed deep inside me. I heard both men yell out, and I knew the blonde had brought his own orgasm out as he sucked away at the juices from my body. My ears rang from the shouts of pleasure, as I felt the cum from the cock in my mouth fill me up. I kept sucking and swallowing each load, until I felt each man slowly begin to ease away from me. I encouraged the cock in my mouth to stay put, as I supported myself on the edge of the bed with one hand and stroked the balls of my lover with the other. Finally, I knew I had all of his cum, and I moved my mouth off his cock, to lick the head and sides of his shaft. Rolling over, I watched as the older man looked down at me. His face was full of lust, and I slipped my fingers across my breast and down to my pussy to gather some of the moist cum from my body. Rolling back onto my stomach, I sat up on my knees, resting my ass back on my bent legs. I offered my wet fingers to his mouth and he took them deep inside, cleaning each one, till all my sweet nectar had been removed. I sat back and pushed myself up, resting my back against the headboard. He then crawled up beside me and tossed an arm around my waist. I ran my hands along his arm as he told the other two to gather their clothes and shower up. Captivated, I watched his mouth capture my nipple after the men had left the room, and he sucked slowly on the bud before kissing me softly on the lips. He then slid away from me and pulled his boxers back on. Walking over to the bed, I saw a sweet expression on his face as he once again bent down and kissed my nipple. Taking my hand, he assisted me from the bed and helped me dress, before leading me to a desk in another room off to the left. I walked beside him, and then looked down at a stack of computer paper. My eyes grew huge in my face, and my jaw dropped! Turning to look at him, I saw a big grin on his face. I picked up the first bundle of papers that had been stapled together and read the title to one of my stories and my name underneath it. "I'm a big fan," he whispered in my ear, before kissing my neck and walking out of the room. I stood there a moment before turned to leave. Then, pausing I thought to myself, and walked back to the desk. Taking a pen, I grabbed the first story from the pile and wrote, "To a fan. . . Thanks! RH&F". Hot and Snug I lead you upstairs and into our bedroom, turn to you and kiss you deeply. Another wonderful evening of lovemaking about to start. As I unzip your uniform to the waist I kiss you deeply and lift the tunic over your head. I run my hands all over your soft full plump breasts and soft midriff and moan as I do so, already lost in your curves. I unzip your uniform trousers and ease them down over your wide soft hips and fat bottom - you are standing in our bedroom, in just your underwear, and look just simply the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen - full, round, beautiful and mine. I unclip your bra and sinking to my knees take hold of your breasts and start to suck one of your plump nipples into my mouth - I pull on it firmly, but not too hard, my tongue caressing under it, my lips squeezing and pulling it longer - you moan loudly at the pressure and the suction I am applying to it. I roll your other nipple between my fingers and thumb and pull your plumpness onto me, my arm around your luscious fat bottom, my hand full of your fleshy cheeks. I swap nipples, pulling and sucking that one deeply into my mouth, pulling your body ever closer to me. I ease your knickers down over your wide glorious hips and taking a hold of each plump cheek pull you into me further still. I push you onto the bed and lick you from arsehole to clitoris in one deep wet lingering slurp. You shiver as you know what I'm going to do to you. I move a pillow onto the floor to kneel on and manoeuvre another pillow underneath your luscious fat bottom to lift you up for better access to everything. I spread your plump thighs wide, wide open and ask you to hold them apart with your hands. I hold you under your plump cheeks and lick your whole pussy, from the opening to heaven to your shiny little clitoris. You shiver and moan. I concentrate on your clit at first, licking and lapping at it, long rasping licks, then as you get wetter I flick rapidly over it, my tongue hard and urgent. You are moaning more loudly now. Put your hand inside me, you moan. I move my focus down slightly and push my tongue inside your pussy. It feels wet, slippery and viscous under my tongue, and I bathe my whole face in your spread-apart cunt, tongue-fucking you really deeply, my hands under your arse-cheeks, pulling you harder onto the onslaught of my tongue. You feel the whole contour of my face on the softness of your pussy, my lips and tongue as they fuck you deep and searching, my nose pressing against the labia, and you push your cunt onto me even harder. I love it so much! Are you ready, I ask - you moan loudly as I take some lube onto my hand and push two fingers inside you. I rotate them so my finger pads are pointing up and start to apply direct pressure to your G-spot. You moan really loudly as I press onto it in a curved, rocking motion. More, you moan, more. I add a third finger, then a fourth, and my hand sinks further into you, my thumb still outside at this point, thumbing your clitoris. My face is very close to your pussy as I push four fingers into you and rock them into you, all in a vertical line. I look up at your beautiful face, and know its time. I don't speak, but as my fingers come out at the end of the in and out stroke I curl my thumb into my palm and push my whole hand inside you on the in-stroke. As at the very beginning, and as at every single time since, and there have been very many, as during our secret days I would fist you two or three times over the course of a day, I feel a massive rush, an acceleration of feeling and emotion as I enter your body. I am well past my wrist bone, my whole hand inside your pussy, and I just rotate slightly at first as you open up, and then you contract involuntarily around my hand and wrist. As I rotate my hand I start to slowly corkscrew my hand so the pumping motion has a twisting aspect to it too. You moan as I increase the depth and range of the twisting, rotating motion of my hand. I lower my tongue to your clitoris and start to lick it as I fist you deeply. I remove my hand completely then re-insert it deep and swift, making you cry out with pleasure. I increase the range of each stroke, so on the way in my thumb is in a line with my fingers and is then concertina-ed into my palm as I reach your cervix. On the outward stroke it falls back into the line, and this repeated widening and narrowing of the dimensions of my fist-fucking add to your moaning. I speed up my licking, as I feel your breathing getting more and more laboured as you approach your climax. I am shuttling my whole hand back and forth into you deeply, my tongue licking you as fast and hard as I can, as you start to cum. Your cries are loud, unrestrained, get louder and more sustained as your climax lasts and lasts. I only stop when you push my head away from your clitoris and squeeze your thighs together to restrict access to your pussy. As always you take ages to get your breath back and come back down to earth from those massive fisting orgasms. I wrap you close in my arms and when you can you kiss me again we kiss and I hold you close for a few minutes but then my cock rears it's demanding head and I turn you onto your knees to fuck you. I lick you from pussy to arse again but linger on your arse, licking over and over it, pushing gently with my tongue. I take some lube into my fingers and rub it all over your arsehole, and gently, carefully push one finger in - just a little at first, but as you are so turned on by the very recent fisting I quickly sink my forefinger all the way in. You moan as you know I am going to fuck your arse very soon. I pull my finger out and start to tongue your arsehole - gently at first, then pushing in deeper and deeper. I am pushing a good inch into your arse with my tongue and you are moaning very loudly by now. I move back and ease one finger, them another into your arse - are you ready I ask? Yes, yes you moan, fuck my arse really hard. I kneel up, continue to push two fingers into your arse carefully, and pump some lube onto the head and shaft of my rock hard cock. I nudge just half a centimetre in and pause, gently rocking back and forth, my cock just inside you - I feel your arse relax around me and nudge the head into you - I pause again then ever so gently push my cock deep into your arse till I can't get any deeper and I am fully buried, tip to balls, inside your luscious fat bottom. I pause a moment again, then start to push into you, slowly at first, hard, deep and long. It feels so different from your pussy, hotter, tighter, more snug, much more naughty....I hold your hips tightly and start to fuck you harder - I pull out momentarily and put some more lube on the head of my cock, smear it all over the head and shaft, then push back into you, hot and hard. I am very very aroused, and my cock feels like an iron bar. You are moaning in deep satisfaction as I arse-fuck you very hard, pounding with as much as force as I fuck your pussy. I pull out again, and pull my foreskin back tightly and hold it pulled back as I push into you so you feel the hard barb opening you. Do you like that, I ask - you just moan and I repeat this over and over - I see you lean forward and one arm disappearing under your body and I know you are fingering your clit as I fuck your gorgeous fat bottom. I speed up as that really turns me on and then all of a rush I feel my own climax hurtle down my shaft - I hold you tight as I shudder again and again into you, and I cry out as each contraction pumps cum deep into your arse. My breathing is a right state as you sink down onto the bed, my cock still firmly impaled inside you, inside your luscious bottom. I lie on top of you still as we both get out breath back - then I roll off and lie next to you, holding you very tight. Hot and Spicy Sitting in the dark in Flora’s steamy Chinatown apartment, I was hot, sweaty and pissed off. My place was being fumigated and she had offered me her apartment for the night while she was away giving a lecture. When I let myself in, however, I found an apologetic note about a broken air conditioner which couldn’t be fixed any earlier than the following afternoon. I hate the heat and was now sweating like a pig on this unbearably hot New York City summer night. The apartment has two large windows facing a small interior courtyard. The useless air conditioner filled one of the windows so all I could do was throw the other window wide open. Doing what I could to minimize my discomfort, I turned off the lights, stripped down to my underwear and sat there in the dark. I had met Flora Chang a month earlier in a les bar in SoHo. She was sipping a beer and wearing a tight red silk dress with Chinese characters on it. It was slit all the way up and revealed a pair of long gorgeous legs. For reasons I have never quite understood, I have the hots for "women of color." And this lady would be a knockout in any color. She had long shiny black hair, deep olive skin and a pretty face featuring a tiny nose, a sensuous mouth and dark Asian eyes. I was drawn to her like a magnet. She was tall and pencil thin and that made me even more self-conscious than usual about my round little body. Without even the hope of getting to first base, I sat down next to her and ordered a beer. I searched my mind for something to say that would at least get her to talk to me. I decided to come on as both serious and politically correct. I turned to her and said "I really admire Chinese culture and wonder if you could tell me the meaning of the ideographs on your dress." She answered me in an equally serious tone, looking at me with her fabulous intelligent eyes. "That is a very perceptive question and as a Chinese woman I appreciate your interest." I was starting to feel really clever as she went on. "These ideographs are written in an ancient Mandarin dialect which was spoken near the city of Canton between the 5th and 6th centuries B.C." I nodded gravely as she continued. "It is an ancient Chinese proverb: skinny Chinese girls like to fuck chubby White girls." I couldn't have looked more startled if she had hit me over the head with a bar stool But she wasn't done with me yet. She immediately started talking in the most ludicrous Charlie Chan accent you can imagine. "China girl velly velly sexy. Confucius say you fuck China girl you never go back." She had me doubled over with laughter. Then she finished me off. "China girl velly special fuck. You know China girl pussy go sideways." Now I was laughing so hard that I literally wet my pants. I had to excuse myself for a short trip to the Ladies Room. When I returned the two of us talked like real human beings. We were both native New Yorkers. She told me that her name is Flora Chang and she teaches Art History at New York University. I told her my name is Louise Padden and that I have a law degree and a government job. She suggested that we continue the discussion at her place. On the way over in a cab, she told me that she lived in an old building in Chinatown owned by her Uncle William. "William is gay," she said "and he rents to lots of Chinese gays and lesbians who otherwise might get hassled." We arrived at her apartment which, at the time, had an air conditioner that worked. The small talk ended when we closed the door behind us. She took me in her arms and kissed me passionately. She probed me with her tongue and poured her sweet saliva into my hungry mouth. We quickly stripped off our clothes and feasted our eyes on each other. She had a perfect pair of small breasts with tiny pink nipples which were already rock hard. Her delicious pubic hair was thick and jet black. The long silky straight hairs were like a sleek fur. From the look on her face I could see that she liked what I have to offer. A soft curvy body and a pussy covered with a forest of thick brown curls. All topped off by an impressive pair of boobs with large bumpy hard nipples. She knelt down and started sucking my big tits making hot hungry noises. I went from wet to soaked. She continued to take charge and drove me absolutely wild licking my ears and my soft belly before moving to my inner thighs and then my wet bushy cunt. She ate me expertly, twirling her tongue around my clit as I thrust my hips upward with excitement. She touched my asshole with her finger and heard my gasp of pleasure. That told her what she needed to know and she slid her finger in and out of my ass while working her tongue on my hard little clit. I quickly surrendered to a huge shuddering orgasm which began between my legs and flowed through my entire body enveloping me in wave after wave of pure pleasure. After a few moments, because of some racial thing I do not understand, I was overwhelmed by a desperate need to make this Chinese woman come hard. I pushed her onto to her back, spread her knees and sank my face into her dripping furry cunt. She was totally aroused and I licked her large erect clit first gently and then with a fury while at the same time skillfully massaging her G-spot. My tongue demanded that she come and she rewarded me with a thunderous climax. She thrashed back and forth and cried out my name as she was overwhelmed by a surge of ecstasy which began deep in her womb and washed over all of her. I continued my licking and she came again and again, bucking her hips and moaning loudly each time. Afterward, we lay in bed in each other's arms for a long while and then we got up and had some tea. I took a cab home dreamily enjoying the delicious feeling between my legs. I thought, with a smile, that maybe Confucius was right. Flora and I became fairly steady fuck buddies in the weeks that followed. The relationship never went further, however, because she was very very kinky. She wanted me to tie her up and she wanted me to pee on her -- and those were two of her milder suggestions. I’m much too vanilla for that, so she settled for steamy but conventional sex. She laughed at my sexual mysticism about her being Chinese, but she was more than willing to accommodate my insatiable need to make her come. I was suddenly jolted out of my reminiscences when I saw a light go on in the building across the courtyard. There was only about thirty feet separating the two windows and I saw a beautiful Chinese woman walk into view. She was not thin like Flora, but just as stunningly gorgeous. She had something in her hand. I could see that she was in her bedroom and, after a moment, could see that the thing in her hand was a video. She inserted it into a VCR underneath a TV which could be seen through the window. The picture came on and it was a hard-core lesbian porno flick. One of those male-oriented jobs where the women walk into a room, say hello, and start fucking. She lay down on her bed as she watched the film. Soon I saw her hands move up to her blouse. I could see that she was squeezing her nipples through the fabric. Then she opened the top button on her jeans, put her hand inside and started working herself. I felt guilty as hell for watching, but could feel myself getting very excited. I could see that she was torn between trying to watch the action on the screen and closing her eyes to enjoy the pleasure between her legs. Soon she grabbed the remote, paused the tape and took off all of her clothes. She was gloriously full-figured with big round breasts topped off by large dark brown nipples. Her pussy was completely shaved. She reached into her bed stand and removed several sex toys. As you can imagine, there was now plenty going on between my legs too. I started rubbing my pussy through my panties, but quickly took them off along with my bra. She started the tape and immediately began to use her toys. She inserted an anal plug and shivered with excitement as she watched the women on the screen using a double dildo as they fucked each other hard. I had juices pouring out of me now and assumed the sluttiest looking position you can imagine, with my feet draped over the arms of Flora's chair and my legs wide open. The woman across the way picked up a dildo shaped like a large black cock and started sliding it in and out of her cunt. I started working my clit and was having the same trouble watching her as she was having watching the screen. Then she picked up a vibrator, turned it on and pressed it hard on her clit. Her eyes were closed and her face was contorted with excitement. She then exploded into an orgasm that was so powerful that her scream of pleasure was loud enough for me to hear. Seeing and hearing this beautiful Chinese woman's strong climax aroused me to a fever pitch. I closed my eyes and furiously worked my clit, spreading my legs as wide as I could and squeezing my nipples hard. I came in a long series of powerful contractions, each of which flooded my body with indescribable pleasure. I thought I was hot and sweaty before, but now my body was drenched. It was all I could do to drag myself from the chair to the bed and lie there utterly spent. I soon fell asleep, but was awakened when I heard a key in the door. It was Flora! “The lecture was canceled at the last minute” she said. “Warning, warning, I’m going to turn on the light.” Before I could protest she was looking at me lying there stark naked and spread out. “Yum, yum,” she said, “I'm really horny and your hairy cunt looks good enough to eat.” She knew that talking dirty really turned me on. Without another word she closed the window shade, stripped off her clothes and put her face in my pussy. My cunt was already a well-buttered bun and was quickly aroused by her skillful insistent licking. I writhed and squirmed and soaked her face with juice as my earlier climax only served to ramp up my response to her exquisite tongue strokes. Then, as I started getting close, she thrust her fingers into my cunt and fucked me deep. I went over the edge and came hard in her face, pushing my pussy into her as waves of blissful sensation washed over me again. She then lay on her back and said "O.K. counselor, your witness." I needed no encouragement. I told her to turn onto her belly and she smiled because she knew what was next. I spread her cheeks and started licking her asshole. She loved that and started moaning as I licked her harder and harder and then thrust my tongue in and out of her. I then turned her on her back, putting one finger in her ass and three fingers in her wet furry cunt. She knew what to do. She reached down and started working her large hard clit as I slid my fingers in and out of her. She was soon rubbing herself hard and fast and came for me magnificently. I could feel her powerful rhythmic contractions on both hands as she moaned from the waves of pleasure washing over her body. After we lay there for a few sweat-soaked minutes I saw that she had a sly smile on her face. “What are you grinning about?” I asked. She got up, fiddled with the air conditioner for a minute and then turned it on. While I lay there speechless she dressed quickly and retrieved something from the next room and held it behind her back. She said “look across at Linda's apartment. I was in the corner of her bedroom watching her jerk off for you. Now I'm going to give her some more.” Before I could say a word Flora was out the door. It was now clear that I had always been part of their plan for that evening, but I only knew the half of it. I opened the shade and looked across the courtyard and soon saw Flora and Linda taking off their clothes. They waved at me merrily and I couldn’t do anything but laugh and wave back. Then Flora put a videotape in the machine. It was Flora and me fucking a few minutes ago! She had taped us with a hidden camera. Horrible thoughts about my body being in the public domain flashed through my mind, but then Flora held up a hand-lettered sign which said: “Don't worry. I will give you the tape.” I could not believe that I had been set up so perfectly. Every little detail had been planned by my kinky Chinese friend and her hot pal. While I was trying to decide whether to get mad they restarted the tape and started playing with each other's pussies as they watched Flora eating me out. To my amazement, I felt myself getting wet again. As Linda watched the tape Flora shifted to the foot of the bed and went down on her. I was all too familiar with the exquisite feel of Flora's hot slick tongue as I watched her licking Linda's bald cunt. Linda was writhing and moaning with pleasure. I couldn't believe it, but, with the lights on and the window open, my legs were draped over the chair again and I was fingering myself furiously. I even got more excited when I realized that my wide-open cunt was there for the world to see. I kept watching them and suddenly Linda grabbed Flora's head in her hands, spread her legs as far as they could go, arched her back and enjoyed a huge glorious climax. I was now insane with arousal and shoved my fingers deep inside me. I was immediately overwhelmed by a tremendous orgasm which surged from my shamelessly wide-open cunt all the way to my finger tips. I kept fucking myself with my hand and had five more wonderful climaxes before I was done. I then realized that I had been yelling loud enough to be heard down the block. I looked across the courtyard and could see Flora and Linda, as naked as the day they were born, giving me a standing ovation. That mercifully proved to be my last sex of the evening. Flora and Linda came over and we had a wonderful non-sexual overnight cuddle in Flora’s now cool and comfortable apartment. Flora did expand my sexual horizons. I have since had some wonderful threesomes with Flora and Linda and the incredible joy of making TWO Chinese women come. But I still won’t tie Flora up and I still won’t pee on her. I do have one final confession. I kept the tape and every once in a while I slip it into my VCR. I guess even a chubby White girl can have her moment as a porno queen. And my one and only starring performance usually has me end up with my hand between my legs. Hot & Steamy Angel and Melanie were best friends growing up. They did everything together. That's what she told him. He had been dating Angel for a few months now, and they were getting pretty serious. When she said that she wanted him to meet her friend Melanie, he was looking forward to it. He had heard all sorts of stories about the two of them. Grade school antics, dance recitals, junior high, cheerleading, gymnastics, High school, they even applied and attended the same college. Angela told him that they were inseparable and shared everything. Angela made arrangements to go to Melanie's house in South Beach for that weekend. They drove up after work on Friday and arrived early evening. When Erik picked Angela up at her house, his jaw dropped. She was naturally beautiful, long auburn hair, lovely green eyes, and a trim athletic build. A Julia Roberts look alike. She made friends as easily as breathing, she was friendly, witty, intelligent, and her smile lit up all she knew. She was wearing a dark green halter, with a matching mini skirt. She looked awesome!! She looked at him and smiled, it was going to be an interesting drive. On the way to Melanie's, he was treated to a peep show. Angela had cranked up the radio to one of her favorite Sarah McLaughlin songs. Then slowly pulled her skirt up, revealing that she had seemingly forgotten where she kept her undies. She teases him by drawing her index finger seductively into her mouth, making sure he sees how much she lingers on sucking the digit. Then as she withdraws it, he can see the sheen of salivaas she places it down between her legs and circles her clit with it. She arches her back as if hit by an electric current. But she doesn't stop there. After rubbing herself slowly, she then inserts the first finger inside herself. He is jarred back to reality by a blaring car horn as he steers back into his own lane. Angela giggles at him. He is now attempting to focus on his driving but is distracted by her moans and groans as she pleasures herself. He quickly glances towards her -- he now sees not only one finger but 3 jammed into her hot young pussy. She is working herself into a lather and he can tell by the volume that she is close to cumming. She has one hand under her halter pulling on her erect nipples as her hand continues its steady rhythm. He loves watching her masturbate, he reaches down to his pants and feels himself. His hard cock trying to burst through his pants. She moans louder and he can see that she has succeeded in cumming all over her hand. She looks at him with lust in her eyes. She looks down to where his hand is filled with his meat. She climbs over to him. Kissing him passionately as her hand replaces his. His gently squeezes him, making him groan with pleasure. She shimmies down to lay flat on the seat. She undoes his pants and pulls out her prize. The cool air hits his hot cock seconds before she engulfs his head. Sucking it hard into her mouth. He lays his hand on the back of her head, stroking her hair as she bobs up and down on him. He reaches down with his other hand to adjust the seat back to its furthest setting. As she blows him he reaches over and grabs an ass cheek, squeezing it for play before he feels for her crack. She lets him dip a fingertip into her hot wet cunt, he feels the wet walls of her pussy, and feels her squirm under him. She pulls his balls out and sucks them into her mouth, stroking his shaft as she does. He pulls his hand out from her and licks his fingers clean. After watching her show and feeling her fuck his dick with her mouth, he knows he can't last much longer. He slows the car down and pulls to the far right lane as he explodes in her mouth. She sucks him in greedily, taking his cum in her mouth. When he is done, she pulls away and looks up at him with that sexy smirkthat makes him shiver. She tucks him back into his pants. Then lays back into her own seat as if nothing had just happened. She looks at the highway and says that her exit is coming up soon. When they arrive, a gorgeous young girl comes bounding out of the house. She seems to be about 5'6", to Angela's 5'10", with blonde hair longer than Angela's, wearing a sundress that does little to hide anything. It's clear that she has nothing on under it and Angela has noticed, but says nothing. She hugs her friend close and he can tell she is very glad to see her. As they part from the hug both girls' nipples are visible thru their tops. Melanie turns to him and says, "You must be Erik, I've heard so many nice things about you," as she embraces him. Erik can feel the young girls breast compress against his chest. The hug was a little longer than what he expected for a first time greeting, but he enjoyed it. She and Angela turned to head for the house, while he retrieved the overnight bags. He caught them whispering to themselves and giggling like young schoolgirls. Angela caught his eye and smiled at him, even gave him a wink. They went out to a club Melanie knew of and had a great time. He danced with both girls; they drank, not too much, and ended the night getting a quick bite to eat before making their way home. Angela had showed him the house earlier and Melanie told him to make himself at home. He noticed a sauna in the basement, and asked Angela if she'd be interested in some steamy fun. She had a wry grin on her face and said that would be fine. They went downstairs after saying goodnight to Melanie. The sauna was in stand-by mode and took no time at all to steam up. Erik tossed some water on the rocks, and after sizzling, the small chamber steamed up. Inside there were two levels of seating, shaped in an "L". They had removed their clothes before entering, taking some towels left on a rack outside the door. Angela was looking very yummy, and she was sitting on the upper level as he dribbled some more water on the rocks. It was quite steamy in there now; a haze was building at the ceiling. He went to her and she welcomed him, dropping the towel she had wrapped around her. As she enveloped him in her embrace, he stroked her now damp backside, running his hands up and down her back. He was at her neck kissing and roaming his hands to her front. As she leaned back against the wall, he grabbed both breasts in each hand, thumbing her already stiff nipples. She arched her back and fed him her tits as she felt below for him; she found his sweating member stiff and ready. She stroked him several times; she could feel him getting slick with sweat. He dropped down to bring his lips in contact with her nipples, sucking them into his mouth, tasting the saltiness on them. The texture of the wrinkled skin turns him on. He enjoys sucking her. He stops momentarily to kiss her lips full hard, entwining tongues, dancing in their mouths. His hands drops to her wet pussy. He feels her open wide for him, he can't tell which are juices and which is sweat. He thinks its time to see what she tastes like. He kneels in front of her; she guides his head down low, where his tongue snakes out and flicks against her engorged clit. She's enjoying the feeling of his mouth on her when the door opens. Melanie is halfway in before she realizes what's happening. She doesn't leave, she watches her friend's lover expertly licking at her. Melanie's hands slowly work their way to her own bared breasts and she can feel herself become aroused. When they were younger they played and experimented with each other, and those feelings were coming back now. She reached down to touch her own pussy, and could feel it warming up, and it wasn't because of the sauna. Erik wasn't aware of what was happening but felt a presence pass him by, when Melanie strode up the bench to reach for Angela's tits. The two girls exchanged glances at each other's bodies and Melanie asked, "Is he as good as he looks?" Angela replied, "Oh yes, he really enjoys eating me". "Do you think he's willing to share?" "You'll have to ask him yourself, but I'm sure he won't mind." Melanie squatted beside Erik as he licked his girlfriend, and asked if he would like some help. He said that she could enjoy Angela herself and he would enjoy her. So as Mel, began licking her friend's cunny, Erik introduced himself to a new pussy. She was well trimmed and had the slightest stripe of hair. And as he spread her lips wide and saw her pink juicy insidehe began licking her in earnest. While he sucked at Melanie, he could hear his girlfriend moaning from the reaming she was getting from her friend. He slid a few fingers inside as he ate her; she was very wet and very tight. His hand was picking up speed as he fucked her with his hand, she was moaning around her friend's puss. She was so excited that she stopped her ministrations on Angela and was breathing quite hard, humping against his face, rubbing her hard clit against his chin. Melanie was overcome with sensations. Angela was now licking Mel's tits and pinching her dark nipples. She came in a flood of juices, covering Erik's face and hands. Sweat coated all of them. Erik sat back with his hard on pointing straight up and asked Angela to straddle him. As Angela moved towards him, she took him in her hand and guided his sweat-covered dick inside her. She slowly lowered herself onto him, and he helped her. She began riding him and braced herself on the bench as he fucked her hard and steady. Raising his hips for every thrust, he pushed deep with every stroke. Not to be left out, Melanie was in front of them both, her hands simultaneously playing with Angela's tits, and Erik's hanging balls. Melanie brought her hand down to rub Angela's clit as she got it from behind. She rubbed it vigorously from side to side. Angela was moaning loudly, telling Erik -"fuck me, fuck me...oh... yeah, hmmm". She told them both she was going to cum soon. Melanie continued stroking her friend, urging her to orgasm. Erik would alter between long slow thrusts and quick rapid fire jams. With Melanie playing with his balls he couldn't last too much longer either. Angela screamed out as she felt herself cum. Oh it felt so good, Erik could feel her juices running down his thigh. That was all he could stand. He pulled out of her and felt himself shooting on her. Jet after jet, and Melanie was there to help him. She stroked his cock as he let loose his cum. Melanie thanked them. She licked her fingers clean and gave both Angela and Erik a kiss. She told them that there were showers just outside, and was looking forward to breakfast. Angela watched her as she left the sauna; she turned to her boyfriend and asked what he thought. He was still catching his breath when he smiled and said, "She's nice. –Let's keep her!" Hot and Steamy As the sun peaked in the sky on a peaceful Saturday, Michelle lay relaxed on the massage table in a secluded outdoor area of the spa. Michelle felt the tension leave her muscles as a young woman kneaded her back, and slowly she drifted into a daydream. She imagined the stranger she met the previous evening giving her the massage instead of the woman, but her fantasy was spoiled when she remembered that his touch was far firmer than that of the petite masseuse. She settled on thinking about her 10-year marriage with her husband, Elliot, and reflecting on the events of their anniversary the previous day. Leaving their kids in the capable hands of their nanny for the night, Elliot took Michelle to a hot springs spa. He had wanted to rekindle the sexual fire that had all but gone out between them in bustle of having kids and relocating for work. They drove most of the morning and got there at lunch time. After a relaxing lunch at a cafe in the downtown area, they got checked into their room at the hot springs resort. They took a leisurely walk to the upper level of the resort together, hand-in-hand. Other than the main hot spring, there were smaller semi-private hot springs surrounded by trees that mostly obstructed the view. There was a rocky drop-off at the edge of the hot springs are that overlooked the rooms below. As they walked along this drop-off to get back to the path leading down, they crossed a small bridge that went over a small stream from a hot spring that went right over the edge. Looking down, they saw a small, secluded spring at the base of this waterfall and realized it was right by their room. They did not see it from their room because of trees and ferns that surrounded it. They returned to their room, making note of the path that led to the little spring. "I am going to take a shower. Care to join me?" asked Elliot, as he stripped off his clothes. Michelle nodded and began to strip slowly, while watching her husband. She was glad to have this time with him and he was in the best shape he had been in since they met. As Elliot removed his underwear, she noticed he had on his chastity device. Of all the sex toys they brought, she had hoped he would leave that one behind. Elliot had been asking her for several year to "claim ownership" of his dick and control his sex life. This was one of two of his peculiar fantasies that she struggled to understand why anyone would want that. She quickly decided to just act like nothing was out of the ordinary and they hopped in the spacious shower. Elliot was very attentive and washed her slowly, paying close attention to the sensual areas. She loved when he did this. He had her sit on the little bench in the shower and began to lick her pussy eagerly. She opened her eyes from the tingly feeling that went up her back when she remembered the orgasm Elliot had given her in the shower. As she drifted back off she hoped that the masseuse had not noticed. "I think I want this off," Michelle exclaimed as she grabbed at the chastity device on her husband after they finished drying off. "You don't have the key, so you don't have a say as to when it comes off. Besides, I am not done pleasuring you yet. My pleasure will come," said Elliot as he winked and went for the bag. He pulled out two dildos, one about 8 and a half inches and a larger inflatable one. Both were considerably bigger than Elliot's average-sized penis. Michelle also had a tough time coming to grips with Elliot wanting her pussy stretched out by these big dildos. She loved the feeling, but it always made it harder for her to feel her husband and it did not help that he rarely lasted more than a few strokes after stretching her. She did enjoy playing along with his fantasies because it made him excited and happy. They lay on the bed and kissed for a while, and then Elliot began to work his fingers inside her. After a few minutes of fingering, he lubed up the smaller dildo and began fucking her with it slowly. It took a while for her to adjust fully, but then he switched to the inflatable one and gave her the pump. "Oh yeah, I like this...Hmmmm...It's so big," she whispered into his ear as she pumped air into the dildo. He kept working it into her pussy, but she could tell he was getting excited, "I know you like it when my pussy is all stretched out. I don't even know how you can cum fucking such a loose pussy." "I told you that it feels wonderful when I am inside you afterwards. It's my favorite reward," he said, barely containing his excitement. She kept pumping, determined to get Elliot excited enough to take off the chastity device and fuck her. She glanced at the mirror on the far wall and could see that the dildo was blown up to a huge size and was shocked it actually went inside her. "Wow," she gasped, "with it at this size, I am going to have to find a guy with a very large cock to fuck me to even feel it inside me." She knew this would send him over the top because of his second peculiar fantasy of a real cock stretching her pussy. What guy would want his woman to fuck another man? Apparently Elliot did because he said, "That might just make my day." However, she could not figure out how her fooling around would not hurt their relationship, but she finally just let it go for the time being. A minute later she gasped as the dildo brought her to another orgasm. "Perhaps you should fuck my ass so you will have at least a little friction," she whimpered. "No, I want your pussy," he said as he fiddled with the key to take off the chastity device and she deflated the dildo. She felt so empty after she removed the dildo, as her husband put on a condom. He crawled up her and kissed her as he entered her pussy. She could barely feel him as he held his dick inside her for a moment. After some tender kissing, he pulled out and thrust back in, arching his back as his cum gushed into the condom. They laid there and held each other for a while. Elliot requested that they nap, but Michelle really wanted to go explore the grounds some more. The look on her face was enough to convince him, so they cleaned up and walked around for a while. They returned to the room in the late afternoon to plan out their evening and following day. They would go soak in the hot spring after dinner and they would each have an hour long massage in the morning. They had a romantic dinner outside on the patio of a nearby restaurant. After dinner, they went swimming in the little spring near their room. Michelle breathed deeply as she reflected on the mysterious and isolated feeling of the pool they had swam in the previous night. The masseuse was working on her feet now, seemingly oblivious that her client was getting close to the climax of her daydream. They had stepped into the hot water as droplets of cooler water sprayed from the waterfall. The effect was wondrous. As the air cooled, a foggy mist settled over the pool and they could barely see anything. Elliot and Michelle decided to remove their bathing suits once in the water to be adventurous. As they made out, she tried to feel her husband's cock, but grabbed the plastic of the chastity device. He had put it back on when she was cleaning up in the bathroom. "Could you just remove this, so we can enjoy ourselves here?" He responded, "I have a special surprise for you after I remove it. Besides, I left the key in the room." "Then you have to run back to the room without your trunks." "But, but what if someone sees me?" She smiled, "You don't seem to have any problem with that right now. Anyone could come walking right up here at any moment and they would know your penis is locked up. Perhaps, I should take that key from you. Yeah, I want you to bring the key back, along with your little surprise." "Hey! It's a big surprise and I am sure you will enjoy it," he replied, "All right, let me go get the key." Elliot got out of the spring in the nude and dashed back to their room. As she floated there, relaxing in the mists, Elliot stumbled back to the edge of the spring to get the keycard for the room. She swam to the edge of the spring where he was and he gave her a little kiss before running back to the room. She stayed by the edge of the pool with her arms on the rocks waiting for this surprise. After several minutes, she was getting impatient. What was taking him so long? Then she heard a little splash off behind her. Thinking that this was part of the surprise and Elliot had found a way to approach the spring from behind, she decided to pretend she did not hear him enter the water. Then she felt a firm grip on her shoulders as his hands massaged her. She arched her back a little and could feel his free cock brush up against her. He began to kiss and nibble on her shoulder how she likes as his cock began to push at the entrance of her pussy. The feeling was so enchanting that she only vaguely hoped that he remembered to bring a condom. She was going to ask for the key, when the cockhead finally slipped past the entrance to her pussy. She gasped as she realized that the dick that just entered her was far thicker than her husband's penis. She felt the cock push into the depths of her pussy, much farther than Elliot's dick had ever been. She began to panic, but a deep voice whispered, "Just relax and enjoy it. I am already inside you." The stranger began to massage her breasts and nibble again on her neck with his cock fully sheathed inside her hot pussy. Then a wild thought crossed her mind. Maybe this was the "big" surprise and Elliot is watching from the trees! If he was going to be that sneaky, she was going to give him a show. She leaned back and moaned. "Oh my! Your cock fills me up so well," she said. The stranger grunted as he began to pull out and thrust back in. "Your pussy is so nice and tight, I am not going to last very long." Michelle shifted on the table and moaned slightly as the masseuse started to work on a tight area of her lower back. Her arousal was more apparent, but the masseuse continued her work. Michelle was too immersed in her memory to worry, though she did giggle to herself when she thought about the stranger's comment about her tight pussy when she had been so thoroughly stretched earlier that afternoon. He had to have had an extremely large cock. "That is okay. I want you to fuck me hard and fast. Stretch out my little pussy!" Michelle braced herself on the rocks that made up the side of the hot spring as she felt his cock piston in and out of her, stretching her even more. She tried to turn her head, but the mist hung low on the water, obscuring her vision. She was being fucked by a strange guy she could not even see! She should be upset, but the heat, mist, and sound of the waterfall made for such an exotically sensual setting. She just took it all in and began to really enjoy being fucked by this guy. Suddenly, she screamed and started cumming hard. Her first orgasm was quickly followed by a second. As her pussy clamped down on the stranger's cock for the second time, she felt him getting close. "Oh yeah! Cum in me. I want you to cum in my hot cunt!" She thought her use of the "c" word would excite her husband as she generally refused to use it during sex with him. She felt his hard cock begin to pulse as he moaned. After he finished, she laid her head down and sighed. She did not even look up as she heard him get out of the water. Then she heard loud footsteps coming down the path. She quickly turned to see the shadow of the stranger quietly move out of view just as Elliot came walking down the path. "Honey, I am here with your surprise! Sorry that took so long. The keycard would not work, so I had to figure out how to ask the front desk for a new one. I grabbed a towel by the swimming pool. Are you okay? You look winded." She quickly recovered from her daze, "Yeah, I am fine. So what is this big surprise?" He smiled and gestured to his crotch, which had been shaved smooth. "I knew you really liked it the one time I did this before. Do you like it?" "But I thought that guy was my surprise," she thought to herself before composing herself and saying, "Of course! I love it. Thank you. Now get in here. By the way, did you hear any loud voices or anything as you came up? I thought I heard some screaming or something." "No, there is nobody out there. All I could hear was the sound of running water," he replied as he got in. He embraced his wife. Michelle could feel his naked body against her with no chastity device to get in the way. She smiled and whispered, "Now if you give me what I want, I will have a big surprise for you tomorrow after our massage. Then we can compare and see which surprise is bigger." "What do you want and why can't you give me the surprise now?" "With that wait you just gave me, you are lucky you are getting any surprise at all. First, I want MY key. Then I want to feel MY cock inside my loose pussy. I want to cum on my smooth, hairless cock." "But, I was only 15 minutes or so!" he stammered as he handed over the key to his chastity device. He always kept it on a necklace, in case she ever decided to take it. She slipped it over her head and beckoned him with her finger. "One sec...I need to grab...this," he said as he got out, grabbed a condom from his swim trunks and put it on. He hopped back in and hugged his wife lifting her a bit and sliding his cock into her hungry pussy. She could barely feel him, but she didn't care. It was her cock and her husband. "You sure are wet. My dick is really slipping around inside you. It's difficult to feel much." "Honey, we are in water. We are both wet and my poor pussy has been stretched," she said. She thought to herself, "You have no idea, but you will. You will know this feeling again," as her orgasm started to build. It felt like it would never end. She moaned and opened her eyes. The masseuse was giving her an odd look and she realized that she had an orgasm on the massage table. As the masseuse went back to finishing the last few minutes of her massage, Michelle smiled and thought about her surprise when Elliot had pulled out. He had not cum, but a string of semen floated on the surface of the water attached to the condom. She had quickly pulled off the condom and began licking the prepubescent-looking penis before her. She even pulled him lower in the water, submerged her head and sucked his cock into her mouth. After a couple of strokes, his cock began to pulse and she came up for a breath. He came as his cockhead broke the surface of the water, spraying Michelle's chest with cum. "That was amazing! How did you cum like that? You couldn't have felt much," he proclaimed, "Wow! Thank you." "I guess you are just that good, hun," she replied. "What about that big surprise now?" Elliot asked, "Both our massages are finished." Michelle looked up from the massage table and said, "You are right. You have been patient enough. Let's go back to the room and I will give it to you." Elliot dragged her back to the room and she stripped his clothes off. She was glad to see his cock back in the chastity device. "It is good to see it right where it belongs...under my control," she said, tugging on the necklace with the key, "I am going to keep your penis under lock and key until I want it out. I also want you to keep it shaved from now on and." "Is that my big surprise?" he asked with a huge smile on his face. "No, that is just a little teaser. If you would lie down on the bed, I will get comfortable and we can continue," she said as she got undressed and lay down next to her husband. She played with his balls that stuck out of the chastity device. "I can't wait. Please give me my surprise! If it's truly better than you finally taking control of the key, I will be the happiest man alive. " She smiled and replied, "Your surprise actually happened last night while you were preparing my surprise." "Huh?" he asked. She went on to explain how she heard a splash and thought he had returned. She explained that she did not realize her mistake until the big-cocked stranger had already entered her pussy from behind. "Then I thought it was your big surprise since you had always talked about watching me have sex," she continued. Then she described how he fucked her and stretched her pussy even more. "After my second orgasm, I yelled for him to cum in my hot cunt. I was shocked you did not hear me because you came running up shortly after." At her use of the "c" word, Elliot's balls contracted and he came with the device still on. "No, I didn't hear anything out of the ordinary," he gasped, "Wait a minute! You were so slippery because your pussy was full of his cum and you still let me put on the condom! Why didn't you have me fuck you bareback? Did you even get a look at his face?" "I didn't want you to know anything was amiss until I was ready to tell you and I told you before that the mist was so thick that I could not see his face. So, what do you think? Did you enjoy fucking my cum-filled pussy?" "This was a much bigger surprise than mine. I still can't believe it. Making you cum like that last night was one of the best sexual experiences in my life," he replied. "Good because after I got over the panic, I really enjoyed being fucked by that guy and I want to do it again. Since he is not here to fuck me right now and you have already cum, why don't we leave my little cock locked in his cage? You can go get those dildos and work on preparing me for all the big cock I am going to fuck. If you can make me cum again, I might let you fuck me after." "Again? You mean you came already today?" he asked. "Yeah, during my massage I came while thinking about all that cum in my pussy last night and you fucking me without knowing." "Baby, I love you so much," he exclaimed as he grabbed the dildos, "Do you think I could fuck you bareback after I stretch you?" Michelle smiled at her husband of 10 years and said, "No." Hot and Steamy One of the favorite memories of my youth is of weekends spent at our family cottage. It was located on a large lake with the only access being by boat from a marina five miles distant. The cottage was self-serviced except for TV and telephone. Going there was like going back in time and although the town where we lived was relatively small in size, it was still civilization. Friday evening could not come soon enough for us to pack up and leave for the lake. The cottage was located on a bay that provided protection from the sometimes-rough conditions of the main body of the lake. The bay was crescent shaped and over a mile in length, mostly beach with occasional rock outcroppings splitting the beach into shorter sections. Our lots were large and the cottages screened from each other by trees but visible from the beach or docks. One of the rock outcroppings separated our beach from our neighbors. They were a Finnish family, the parents were immigrants but the kids born and raised with us. Being of Finnish origin, a cottage for them would not have been complete without a sauna, and they had built one on the rock outcropping separating our beaches. Deeper water off the rock allowed them to leave the sauna and jump directly into the lake, winter or summer. We became weekend friends with the family who made the sauna available to us. Our family did not use it a lot, and my mother would not permit us to join them. They did it naked you see, but admittedly only after dark. I yearned to join them. They had a very beautiful daughter Anna who I worshiped through my teenage years, but never had the courage to date. At any rate I had left home for college and then found work on the other side of the country. I had not been to the lake for over five years. I returned home on one occasion for a two-week vacation and decided to spend a few days at the lake during mid-week. The kids would be in school and I virtually alone in the bay for several days, just the way I wanted it. It was mid-September; the days were quite warm and the nights very cool. Perfect conditions as far as I was concerned. A walleye run was on and I planned to spend most of my daylight hours fishing from our boat. I came provisioned for at least a month and was full of excitement as I pulled into our dock. I sat back in the seat of the boat and looked up at the cottage, unchanged for many years. It was built up on a slope rising from the beach and framed by a stand of birch trees, the leaves now turning yellow with the arrival of fall. As I began to unload the boat I glanced down the beach. As I expected there were very few boats tied to docks so I seemed assured of a quiet few days. The neighbor's dock was also empty and I presumed that they were not present. I continued to work away moving back and forth to the cottage with supplies and was surprised to hear, "Hi there Jim, it's been a while!" I looked up to see Valma, the wife and mother of the Finnish neighbors, waving at me from the deck of their cottage. Although Finnish born she had acclimatized to our way of life and retained only a slight accent. She had always seemed to be in the background in my earlier life, working away and keeping things in order. Her husband Peter drank a lot but she was able to steer him on the straight and narrow along with her two exuberant trouble-seeking sons. I waved back and shouted, "Good seeing you Mrs. Niemi, will be over after I finish here, where is everyone?" I gestured towards the empty dock. She replied, "Peter had to go back to work, the boat's at the landing in case he can get free to return before Friday." She looked great, I had always thought her quite pretty but my carnal thoughts had always been focused on her daughter Anna. She leaned ahead on the railing as we exchanged words, bunching her breasts forward to the point I was hoping one might pop out. "Come over when you are free." She returned into her cottage. I busied away, started the gen-set, pumped water to our storage tank and generally cleaned the place up. It was no longer used regularly and there was a musty smell to air out and beer to get cold in the propane fridge. It was late afternoon by now and I decided to put off fishing until tomorrow. I grabbed a beer and walked over to chat with Valma. She must have been watching for me because she came out on the deck as I approached. I guessed her age at somewhere between 45 and 50 and she looked stunning. She was a blond with blue eyes and was wearing a blouse with plunging neckline along with cut-off jean shorts, reminding me of Daisy Mae in the Lil Abner comic strip. This was a different looking woman from five years ago. She had changed from the harried mother and wife to a very attractive woman. She looked reborn, being freed from the daily worries about her rambunctious children looked good on her. "My goodness Mrs. Niemi, you look radiant, you must be living a good life." We brushed cheeks as we shook hands. She blushed a little, her pale blue eyes sparkling as she murmured, "So do you Jim, you are a man now, no longer a pain in the butt peeking at us coming out of the sauna. And please, call me Valma." We both laughed and I replied, "Well, nakedness was sort of new to me, and my mother would never let us join all of you. And besides, I never did see much in the dark." She said, "I know, I know, it was not such a big deal for we Finns, it was part of life in the old country, but we soon realized that being naked meant different things here. Well, some different things anyway." We moved on, bringing each other up to date on our lives and families. She invited me to have dinner with her, but I begged off stating that I still had things to do at the cottage. As we parted she said, "I'll start up the sauna, you can join me if you like. I'll be Finnish style, but you are free to do it your way." She laughed in a manner that suggested she did not believe I would accept her invitation. But I replied, "Love to, always wanted to be a Finn." I think that my reply surprised her but she continued, "It'll be ready by sundown, just come on in when you want to." A pause and then, "You don't have to come as a Finn you know." But she was smiling and my thought was that she was hoping that I would come exactly that way. The strange encounter unsettled me and I could not quite believe that I might soon be naked with Valma, my neighbor, mother of my teenage friends; and even more so, the wife of big Pete the Finn. I busied myself with straightening things in the cottage and making a meal. She had to be kidding. I was sure she would not be naked in the sauna. I continued to argue with myself while peering out down the beach for any signs of her. There was heat emitting from the small stack indicating the propane burner was indeed heating the sauna stones inside. I cancelled my plan to go fishing in the late evening, too many things to do, too many thoughts of what might happen later. If I did go in naked, could I keep it down? I mean, sitting beside this naked woman could only have one affect on me. I would get hard. What would she think? Surely when the Finns were all naked in the sauna, the males did not have hard-ons. And why was Valma acting so out of character? She had always been pleasant but had never ventured any particular warmth towards me, or anyone else. She had never been in the least flirtatious with other men that I could recall. And she had never dressed in plunging necklines and tight to the ass jean shorts. Damn she looked good as the vision of her tits almost popping out of her bra flashed back to my mind. And the way the tight jean shorts barely covered the bottom of her ass cheeks fueled my fantasies. Stop it; contain yourself, your mind runs faster than events. I took a deep breath. The sun was below the horizon as darkness settled in creating a reddish glow over the tops of the trees on the other side of the lake. I went back and forth to the window to see if Valma really would make an appearance. And then, a voice from the dusk, "Jim, I'm going in now, join me when you're ready." I raced back to the window to catch a glimpse of her standing in front of the entry portal. She was wearing a white robe. God, would she be naked under that robe? Did I really want her to be naked when I got there? Damn right. I was wearing a tee shirt and shorts. I slipped on my flip-flops and hurried over, shivering slightly either from the cool air or anticipation. There is a little vestibule inside the first door to the sauna. One removed their outer clothes before entering the second door into the heating compartment. Ah God, her white robe was hung there, but she could have something light underneath; a bathing suit, bra and panties, or of course she could be naked like a Finn. I stripped off my tee shirt, paused and pushed down my shorts. Good, at least I was not hard, what the hell, be brave. I opened the door and entered the steamy interior made more mysterious by the light from a yellow bulb bringing to mind old movie scenes of opium dens in the Far East. Valma was sitting at the end of the lower bench. She was naked as hell while shielding her tits with one arm. I was holding a protective hand in front of my cock as well. It was obvious that we could not hold these positions all night and as soon as her arm came down, I lifted my hand. Still not hard, good, but I had the feeling that it would not be too long in developing. I moved closer to her, she was smiling, "Glad you came," she said, "It would have been a lonely sauna without you." I looked down at her tits, damn big ones; they hung like gourds and had long nipples jutting out like the tips of fingers. She smiled at me when I looked back up at her, "Might as well get used to it, I like you looking at them." There is little pretense about Finnish people and usually what you see or hear is what you get. As if reminding herself of my nakedness, she slowly lowered her eyes down my chest and belly to my cock that was now squirming and expanding as the blood flooded in. Her eyes lingered before she said, "I hope you don't mind me looking at you, you have a beautiful body." Her eyes went back to my cock. To this point, I had not murmured word one except possibly for a 'hello' that I may have uttered on entry. What the hell does one say to a naked woman whom you don't know all that well, and who you are thinking about fucking but shouldn't be? Finally I gasped out a few words, "You are very beautiful Valma, and I have thought of little else since this afternoon." I looked back down at her tits. She got up, turned away from me as she bent to to scoop some water with a dipper from a pail and toss it on the hot rocks. Steam flew up and the increase in temperature was almost immediate. The sweat was running down my face and off my chin. I stared at her ass cheeks before she turned and confronted me with the V of her legs and belly; her mound covered by her large trimmed bush. She smiled at me as she settled back down a little closer to me, "What did you say?" she asked. I had muttered something under my breath, and she had caught it so I responded with a sheepish grin, "I said 'oh fuck' when I saw your pussy." She laughed loudly, "Oh that's good, you can look all you want, just don't count on getting any." I was okay with that; this was away more pleasure than I had ever imagined having at the cottage. And it was a start. I was not exactly a virgin and knew from experience that a 'start' could provide big dividends where sex was concerned. She was looking at me after all, she must enjoy what she was seeing and she was certainly in a receptive mood. I sensed that she was open to suggestive chat and while looking deliberately at her tits I grinned, "Well, maybe no pussy, but will I be able to touch anything else?" Quite frankly I could not really figure what she was about. This was a very different lady than the one I remembered from my youth. Her demeanor was teasing and provocative as she glanced down at my quite stiff cock, "Who knows, I suppose it could happen," and she slipped one hand along the steamy bench between us, as if anxious to touch me. We had entered an area of discussion for which we had not prepared and she became cautious, withdrawing her hand then just inches from my hip. She said in a serious voice, "This was spur of the moment Jim. The thought to do this only occurred as we chatted today. My outlook on life has changed since the kids left home and suddenly I realize that I have not lived a full life. Peter and I married at sixteen. We were each the first lovers of the other. I have never had another man, but have been wondering what I might have missed. I'm sorry if I have been a tease to you, I simply wanted to see what it was like to be close and intimate with someone different." I replied, "Don't be sorry, I am thrilled to be here with you, believe me. I will have no regrets no matter which way things go." I was trying to sound noble and did mean most of what I had uttered, but to be honest I was sure now that we would fuck and I would be really stressed if we did not. I reached over as she turned to me and took a long nipple between my fingers, rolling and squeezing it gently. She closed her eyes as I lifted the other tit in my hand and repeated feeling and squeezing that nipple. "My God," I groaned, "I have never seen or felt nipples like yours, I want to suck them." Her eyes were still closed as she pulled my head down to the hot sweaty valley between her tits. She trembled as she reached between us and clasped my rigid cock in her hand. I moved my mouth from one long nipple to the other, progressively sucking in more and more each time, pinching my lips tight on them, pulling them out from her chest and releasing them. She used the shaking tip of a finger to circle my knob, oh so gently, teasing the little hole, running it down the base of my cock and back up in a hot suggestive manner. We remained like this for some minutes. The only sounds were the hissing of the hot rocks providing a background for our heavy breathing and moans of pleasure. A sauna is heavily insulated and all outside sounds are completely dulled, magnifying those from the interior. She pushed back from me and licked her lips as if savoring the feelings and senses we had aroused in each other. But I could tell that she was wavering like the dog that caught the car and did not know what to do with it. She was probably worried that she had allowed things to progress this far. I pushed her legs open and moved my hand up her inner thigh from the knee to her pussy. I could feel the hot dampness of her slit on the lead edge of my hand. She moaned, "Jim, I don't know. I've never been with another man." But she spread more and covered my hand with hers as I slowly moved my fingertips back and forth along the length of the slit. I bent and captured a nipple between my lips. She cupped my head, holding it while I inhaled the nipple deep into my mouth. I figured that I was home free until she stiffened and lifted my hand from between her legs and whispered in my ear, "Can we take a break? Let's cool off in the lake first, and then see what happens." I whispered back, "Alright Valma, no problem, a swim it is." But just to remind her what the next step would have been, I pushed two fingers into her pussy and fingered her gently but deeply. She arched her back towards me, almost crying, but then gripped my hand and pulled my fingers free. We were both breathing heavily as we exited the sauna. She moved out onto the walkway over the water and jumped in. I could see her breasts flailing in the starlight as she disappeared into the black waters. I jumped in to one side of her. We broke surface together and without pausing we joined as one as the lake water gradually cooled our overheated bodies. We kissed. It was actually our first kiss after touching and sucking each other for some half hour. Her big tits crushed each side of my chest, the hard nipples scratching my skin. Her legs spread and my cock moved between them without any deliberate effort on my part. We worked our way over to the beach and crawled out to lie in the sand, she on top of me as we clutched and kissed and fondled. She pushed up to her extended arms allowing her nipples to graze my chest. I could feel the curly hairs on her bush rubbing along the bottom of my cock now squashed up along my belly. She looked determined as she whispered, "Go to your bed, wait for me, I must prepare for this, I will come to you quickly." Her Finnish accent returned more strongly with these words, obviously she was dealing with some stress. She pushed to her feet and climbed back to the sauna to grab her robe and return to her cottage. I was no longer certain that I was going to get laid although it would not be the first time that I had experienced rejection at a similar point. I returned to the sauna to recover my shorts and tee shirt and ambled off to my cottage. I toweled off in front of the window, watching to see if my neighbor would return. After a few minutes, I crawled naked onto my bed as per instructions. Amazingly, I was still hard. I considered getting off but did not want to spoil the possible return of my middle-aged lover. I lay still on the bed after turning on a propane light located in the corner of my room. I heard nothing until the beaded curtains of my doorway clicked and parted and Valma was suddenly in the room with me. She wore a sheer robe, barely concealing a soft white bra and small lace trimmed panties. I lay there mesmerized at her beauty. She leaned over me, her breasts hanging down as her lips found mine. She smelled great, just the right amount of scent had been applied to make her even more alluring. "If you still want me, I am yours tonight." Her tongue slithered into my mouth as my one hand fondled a breast and the other slipped down her side to her hip and ass. She straightened up and untied the robe, allowing it to fall to the floor. "Jim, if you desire me, you must say it in words, please." She was sounding formal and foreign and it took me a minute to understand that she was serious. My stiff cock surely described my desire for her, but finally I stammered out, "Oh God Valma, of course I do. I want to be in you." She unhooked the bra and her tits tumbled out, glorious nipples full and hard. "Take my panties off," she murmured, "touch my garden," she ordered. I rolled to sit up on the edge of the bed and pushed her panties down to her knees. I had to touch her. I rubbed my fingertips on her bulging mound, sorting and sifting between her curly blond and gray pubic hairs seeking the top of her slit. "Ahhhhhh," she moaned as my fingers slipped between her legs and along each side of her pussy lips. She pushed her panties down and off as I continued to pleasure her hot cunt. She climbed on the bed beside me. My fingers never left her slit as she crawled close to me. We shifted awkwardly as we attempted to lie side by side. I was ready to enter her, but she whispered, "Slow now, no rushing, you will get all you want tonight, I am yours but I want to be loved and seduced. You are my fantasy come to life. A beautiful young man, hard body and filled with desire for me. I want to enjoy the rest as much as the beginning. You are the perfect one for me." She rubbed against me with every part of her body that could be applied. I had never before sensed a woman who wanted me inside her to this extent. I felt smothered in the sex emanating from each part of her as she moved, kissed and touched and rubbed me. I could not decide what part I needed to feel and suck most, her beautiful tits, the soft velvet of her ass cheeks, her engorged pussy or the taste and feel of her tongue and lips. They all demanded my attention at the same time. I was selecting from an erotic buffet of pleasure. Hot and Steamy She raised one leg up over my hip, spreading her legs and fully exposing her pussy to my hands and cock. I wanted to lick it, but we were too far along on this occasion. I dipped my fingers in and then put them to my lips to taste her as her eyes burned into mine. She grabbed my hand and pulled my fingers to her mouth to suck, then pushed my hand back to her pussy. I hooked two fingers up under her mound; tapping and seeking her G spot. She reached down and tucked my throbbing cock between her legs and then slid her cunt lips back and forth along the top of my shaft. "Now?" I whispered as my knob rimmed her entry hole. "Now," she whispered back and slowly pushed her hips towards me as my knob parted her lips. She paused to squeeze just behind the knob, clutching and releasing several times. We jointly worked the full length of my cock into her with a series of short jabs, my knob parting the velvet folds of her tunnel before our pubic bones ground together. She surrendered her body, her pussy remained soft and open and yielding to my long slow strokes. I teased her slit with my knob with each retrieval before then plunging back in more quickly each time. As my speed increased I rolled her to her back. She widened her legs to receive me and then raised them up over my back as we began to fuck mindlessly. Our bellies slapped together, my cock producing juicy sounds as I ravaged her slippery pussy. She murmured some words, obviously Finnish and began thrusting her hips and pussy at me to match each of my wild thrusts. The tease and the seduction were over; we both needed the relief of orgasm. I jammed deep in her and began to get off, my body rigid, my toes splayed out as her body clutched and released in spasms of pleasure. We lay still, my cock barely moving inside her, our bodies glued together. Her lips found mine, her tongue roamed between my gums and my teeth; her hot hands clutched my butt, holding me in her. We enjoyed the last strokes, slow and easy, my cock bending a little now but oh it felt so damn delicious. I rolled off of her to one side; we lay holding hands, staring up at the ceiling. The sounds of the night returned, the rustling of the leaves and the light slap of waves on the beach. She said, "That was perfect Jim. I have never thought of sex with you until today. But when you began to look at me as if I was no longer 'Mrs. Niemi', I began to think of you as a desirable man, and not just the neighbor's son." She reached down and closed her hand around my cock, stiffening already. "I was going to suggest a midnight swim to cool off a bit, but maybe later, you're getting hard again. You were so hard inside of me, I loved the feeling." I bent over her, lifted a big tit to my mouth and fastened my lips around the hard nipple and sucked. She continued to talk while teasing my cock to full hardness once again. "We can spend each night together until Peter returns. I will come here after dark and leave before light. We will not meet during the day." She moved one leg over top of me, sliding her pussy up, rubbing it on my thigh and knee before moving over top of me. She straddled me; her eyes were deadly serious as she lowered her ass down, guiding my cock between her legs. She swabbed the knob of my cock in her creamy pussy. I hadn't said word one to this point. What was there to say? My only thoughts were that I hoped Peter stayed busy all week long and could not find time to return. And then her slippery cunt encircled my knob and she settled down on me. Her lips were pursed and occasionally she would bite her lower lip as my cock disappeared inside her again and again. I used my thumb to rub softly on her exposed clit as she rode me. I asked her, "What were you saying when I was fucking you? Sounded Finnish, what did it mean?" I was holding her hips while kissing her tits as they swayed back and forth over my face. Her eyes were heavy with lust as she rose and settled on me, swiveling her hips down and then back up as she consumed my cock. She said, "It was Finn, I don't want to tell you, but you probably know what I was saying. I said 'vittu kova' several times." "Yes, that was it, sounds like 'fuck me' in Finnish." I was guessing of course. She began to bounce up and down faster now, leaning over to crush her great tits against my chest. "Almost," she groaned, "almost. It means 'fuck me hard'." She leaned down with her ass pushing higher with each stroke before crashing her hips down at me faster and faster. "Vittu kova," she demanded. That pretty well did it for both of us. We had two more nights together. Each began with an hour or so in the sauna, a cooling jump into the lake and a night of sex in my bed. She wanted to try everything and so did I. Most certainly those nights were all about sex. But there was a tenderness as well, not love but a recognition that each of us desired the other totally, one of life's best aphrodisiacs. At 24 years of age, there were very few females that did not turn me on, but this lady was totally mine for those few hours. It remains one of the most pleasant three days of my life. And in Valma's case, I believe that she had just needed to know that she was desirable. After the first uncertainty and hesitation, once committed she showed no remorse or hesitation. She was my woman, if only for those few overheated hours. Hot & Steamy Shower After Hockey As the full-time whistle went, the team walked over to shake hands with the opposition. Looking over, Emma saw Liam take off his helmet and lay it on the floor. The sweat dripped from his forehead. He reached down behind the goal and picked up his water bottle. The cold water inside was so refreshing as he poured it over his head and it trickled down his spine, right to the base. Emma had collected her jacket and was now walking over to join the rest of the team who were gathering to talk by the goal. Her eyes could not move from the soaking long hair of the goalkeeper, whom she had been lusting over, ever since the beginning of the season. As she got nearer, she could see the sweat rising off his kit and wanted him there and then. So busy was she in the fantasy in her head, that she didn't notice Liam glance over and smile back at her - the girl who he could not keep his eyes off. For as long as he could remember, Emma had been the forbidden fruit that he badly wanted but could never have. As she walked passed him, she flirtatiously hit his pads with her stick and winked. He winked back. "Do you always spend that much time on your back?!" he asked, referring to the few slips she made earlier. "Only under certain circumstances! Do you always have women falling over you then?" She replied, feeling in an extra cheeky mood. The goalkeeper looked back and laughed. "Only when I'm doing my job properly, cause at least it stops them scoring!" Trying to be as innocent as possible. Liam reached down and picked up his helmet from the astro turf floor before placing it in his kit bag. Emma turned around and walked off, slowly putting on her jacket. Liam started to walk slowly back to his goal line to pick up some kit, eyes still fixed on the magnificent sight of Emma's backside, wrapped tightly in a short shirt which was just too long. As he started to take the pads off, Emma could not help herself. She walked over and pretended to gather balls, just so she could feast her eyes on the bare muscular body of the goalkeeper. Liam could also not help himself, as when she bent down to retrieve a ball, he managed to look right up between her legs to see the crisp white underwear that was between him and heaven. He neatly packed everything into his bag before walking back with Emma to the car park where the team had met to discuss what was next. It was the general idea of the group to head straight back to the clubhouse for the food, and to get on the drink early. Liam turned to the group "If its ok I'll stay here and have a shower as I am dripping" His body clearly exhausted as his head and neck were covered in sweat. "I'm gonna head home, lots of work to get on with" replied Emma, knowing full well she had other ideas planned. Liam took his kit and headed off down the alley to the changing facilities. He heard the cars turn and head back down the road on their way to the clubhouse. "See you soon" Chirped Liam to Emma, who was walking in the opposite direction. "The sooner the better" murmured Emma under her breath. He carried on through the alley, till he came to a double door. Opening it, he pulled his kit in and made his way down the corridor. Looking at the first door on his right, he could see that this was Male changing but everyone knew that the Female facilities were so much cleaner and inviting. He carried on down the corridor, turning right and going into the abyss that was Female Changing. Although knowing it was wrong, Liam continued in as no-one was around anymore, or so he thought. Emma had turned and headed straight for the facilities, hoping to catch a glimpse of the goalkeeper showering. Liam selected a bench near the shower and proceeded to remove his clothing. First his trainers, then socks, then shorts. He reached behind him and pulled his t-shirt up and over his head, revealing his toned body once again. Liam stood up and walked over to the shower, turning it on as to allow time for heating up. He walked back to the bench and took out his towel and shower gel from a bag, before reaching down and pulling down his boxer shorts past his sweaty legs. Completely naked now, he turned once again and headed back to the shower where warm water was now crashing on the tiles below. He walked in and submerged himself in a shower that he had been longing for ever since he put his kit on. Emma had now caught up with Liam and was peeping through the keyhole, trying to view as much as she could. Peering through this was no use, so carefully and quietly she opened the door and made it inside to hide behind a wall. Liam had now begun to wash himself, and was covered in a soapy lather from head to toe. Emma popped her head out around the wall to this sight and her jaw dropped. This was better than she had ever expected. Liam had tilted his head back and was allowing the jets to massage his head, moving his neck from side to side and showing off his perfect shoulders. Suddenly he turned. Emma darted behind the wall and was now in a frantic rush to turn off her ringing phone, in her jacket pocket. She knew her game was up. She walked round the wall and confronted Liam who had taken a step outside of the shower. "I was....er...um just...um...looking for my...er...socks" she said, saying the first thing that came into her head. "I'm so sorry, really sor" she continued before being interrupted by Liam who said the words she thought she would never hear. "Join me" Liam stepped back into the shower, eyes fixed on the legs of his new guest. She walked over slowly taking her jacket off. It was thrown in a heap on the floor. She bent over right in front of Liam and removed her trainers, before walking over and stepping in with him. He looked down at her as the water soaked her top, making it cling to her skin as if it was pvc. She looked up at him, and then down to see him standing completely naked, and extremely wet in front of her. Liam went in, his lips closed tight around her skin and kissed her neck right from her left ear, all the way down and around and back up to her right ear. he did this again, this time using tongue flicks just to hear Emma moan slightly. He reached down and pulled up her red hockey top, drenched, and sticking to every part of her petit body before moving down and kissing all across her shoulders, then down and above her breasts. Not a single square inch was left unkissed. His hand reached behind her back and undid her bra, slowly pulling it off and exposing her perfectly formed breasts. Once again his mouth started working as firstly he kissed around both breasts, before focussing wholly on the right. He kissed all around, right underneath. He moved upwards to the nipple, his tongue circling around, going out, then coming back. Emma's moans were getting progressively louder, and she was starting to run her hands through the back of his hair. Liam's teeth softly clamped on to her nipple, and his tongue flicked back and forwards across the tip, barely touching it. She pushed his head harder into her breast. This was as much as Emma could handle for the moment. Pushing Liam back she could see that her moans were getting through and he was nearly as turned on she was. Her hand went down, stroking back and forth, the whole length of the shaft. Gently she got down on her knees and licked the underside the whole way up, just tickling it. Her hand kept massaging his balls as she put her mouth into good action and licked around the tip of Liam's hard cock. She licked her lips before throwing herself onto him, her head moving forwards then backwards at an ever increasing speed. Liam's head tilted back and he looked up towards the ceiling. Emma was really getting into it as her mouth was in overtime and her hands were massaging so well that Liam didn't think he could last much longer. He pulled her up and stood her against the wall. His hands stroked down over her breasts, down her sides to her skirt. His hand found the zip and with no difficulty, this was undone. The skirt was now around Emma's ankles. she stepped out of it and kicked it out of the shower. Liam stood up and pressed his body firmly against hers on the wall, his cock rubbing up against her white underwear, now see-through due to the ever increasing wetness. His hand slowly reached down, and underneath and rubbed her from top to bottom and back up again. His fingers gliding through, never had she been so wet before. He played with her clitoris before entering her, 1, then 2. His fingers slowly moved inside her while his mouth kissed around her neck again, and down to her breasts. She was starting to pant, as if she couldn't get enough air. Liam kept going, the shower, raining down on the back of his neck as he nibbled on Emma's left nipple this time. While his right hand was busy darting around inside her, his left began to pull down her tight, wet underwear. The further they came down, the more Emma could open her legs to allow Liam's fingers to penetrate further inside her. Finally, they too were around her ankles. This time it was Liam's turn to get down on his knees. He knelt down and looked up at heaven. His mouth went in, slowly at first, his tongue licking the very tip, the whole way around. Once he got to the top again, he circled her clitoris, his fingers stroking the outside. His mouth picked up pace slightly and moved down. His tongue entered her as far as it could go, he licked around as much as he could before heading north again. His teeth found her and nibbled just as his fingers were thrust into her as far as they could. She let out a yelp as Liam's fingers were left to dart in and out of her wet pussy, as his teeth clamped onto her clit, and his tongue flicked at it, at an alarming rate. Emma's breathing was nowhere near normal now as she moaned and panted due to the fingers being thrust up into her, and it wouldn't be long before she had to have Liam inside her. He slowly stood up, licking his way up the whole of Emma's wet, glistening body. When he reached her lips, Liam gave Emma the best kiss she had ever received - she had no idea whether it was the attention he paid to each of her lips, or if it was just his perfect mouth, but it was amazing. He reached down to her bum while still kissing, and each hand gently grasped a cheek. Liam stopped the kissing and looked at her for a second. Emma looked back with a look like she would do anything for him. He slowly lifted her off the floor by her bare bum, and she wrapped her legs round him. Liam's stiff cock rubbed against Emma's begging pussy as she grew in excitement. Finally the time had come and she couldn't wait anymore. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" she cried, as his cock found its home and was thrust deep inside. A sharp yelp followed from Emma. She lent back and her legs tightened around his waist. Liam's fingers pressed into Emma's buttocks harder as he settled into a rhythm of lifting her up and slamming her back down. With every slam her yelps got louder and she lent back more. Only her arms around his neck stopping her from falling backwards. Liam pushed her against the wall so that he could control some of the thrusting and pushed deeper into her. The shower thundered down on and between their connected bodies. This feeling made everything that much better for the two. Emma sensed that Liam's arms were now getting tired. She kissed him and made him put her down. He slowly lowered her to the floor, his hot strong erection flicked out of her pussy and pressed against her stomach so close that she could feel the heat and the pulsing. Emma turned her body round and bent forwards slightly, the shower now pounding on her back. She reached out and held a water pipe below her, inviting Liam to take her from behind. Never one to be asked twice, Liam stepped behind her and took his cock in hand. His other hand reached down and rubbed Emma's clit making her moan, as he slowly entered her gaping hole. At first just the head was in, thrusting back and forward making her moan in delight. Suddenly he thrust everything in, making her scream and every bone in her body trembled. He pounded back in and out, in and out. In so hard that it felt like more than just Liam was inside her. His hands moved round and fondled her tits hard. This feeling of absolute pleasure was a new experience for Emma. Her teeth grinding together so tight as she didn't want to scream too loudly. A shivering took hold of her body, at the same time she was so warm due to the shower. Her excitement grew and grew as the water rained down on her back and ran down past her arse hole all the way down to Liam's stiff cock which was still firing into her incredibly wet and hot pussy. Her nipples were like bullets and her cunt was on fire. The pulsating in her body kept growing and she felt her entire body getting hot. Slowly a trembling took over and started small but grew larger with every time that Liam's shaft was slammed deep into her dripping pussy. The trembling got worse, his waist pounding into her backside, her screams gradually getting louder even with her teeth grinding together. Pounding into her hole a few more times was all that Emma could handle as the trembling took full control of her body and shook her out of control. Liam could feel everything get wetter inside her and new she had reached her first orgasm as she screamed out loud, not being able to control herself. He slowly stopped as she continued to shake and eventually took it out. Emma stood up and without saying anything dived at Liam's cock and started sucking like she never had before. It was now Liam's turn to moan as she eagerly tugged on his hard cock with her mouth, occasionally looking up to meet his eyes. Her hand came round and fondled his balls once again. He looked down at her and his face said it all. She first felt his balls tighten and then, with incredible power Liam shot his load into Emma's mouth. She loved the taste of his hot spunk as she swallowed and felt it slide down her throat. Her tongue licked around and cleaned up, not wasting a bit. Certain that everything was cleaned up, Emma stood up and looked at Liam with the huge smile on his face. She bent down and picked up the shower gel, pouring it across her front then reaching to Liam's hands and getting him to rub it in for her. His hands glided across her body, flowing over her breasts then back over them, playing with her still, rock hard nipples. She reached across and turned the water off before taking Liam's hand and walking to the bench outside the shower. She sat down, lent back and spread her legs revealing her soaking, open pussy to him. Looking up, her eyes met his and she reminded him of how it started. "Join me". Hot & Sticky *** For those wondering about the accent, think Leonardo DiCaprio in Blood Diamond. *** My lover has an Afrikaans accent. His breath whispers against my neck as he speaks gruffly in my ear, pinning me to the living room wall. I push my behind into his groin as he cups my tits, groaning he is "so glad he met me." It's a rainy summer's night, all sticky and we're slick with sweat. We're both in singlets, he's in jeans and I can feel his thick length as he nestles it between my shorts clad cheeks. "You ever had it there before, baby?" His accent liquidises me. I'll be a gooey puddle on the floor if he doesn't shut up soon, but I don't want him to stop, never stop... I've been listening to him all evening, my pussy getting wetter and wetter. "No," I breathe, shoving back, wedging his cock harder against my crack. "What if Mark walks in on us?" Mark is my brother -- they're old friend's who met on past travels. And now lucky me, my lover decided to finally visit down under and shack up with my brother and me for a bit. My lover is every fantasy I have ever had, every fantasy I never knew I had. I have wanted him intensely since he came with my brother through the front door a few short hours ago; where I met him for the first time. Has it only been since this afternoon? It feels like I've wanted him forever. "Mark's dead to the world, baby." My lover begins to trace his tongue from the place where my shoulder meets my neck, up the carotid vein to my ear, gathering up little droplets of sweat that glisten on my skin. I look down and see beads of it in my cleavage. My breathing hitches up a knot. He's been breathing hard since he finally got me up against the wall. My brother went to bed hours ago. Mark offered my lover his bed, but my lover wanted to take the couch. Looking at me, as he said it; telling me with his eyes that if I stayed up with him for just a little while longer that I wouldn't regret it. Mark was too tired to notice, I think. He asked me if I was heading to bed too, but I pretended the heat was bothering me too much to sleep just yet. Thank you, Melbourne weather - my sneaky alibi. My lover is squeezing my breasts, rubbing his palms in slow circles over my nipples; they're straining through my singlet top. I can feel my tawny hair, tied up loosely in a messy top-knot, curling softly against my nape. He removes one hand from my boob to brush the strands away, following the action with open mouth kisses. He continues to kiss down my spine as he smooths his hand down around me, down my side across my bare midriff to my belly. Then my top is whipped off over my head and I feel him chuckle as my tits bounce back down into his waiting hand. I'm bare to him from the top up and it feels fucking fantastic. My lover turns me around to face him. My back is flush up against the wall. His deep blue eyes stare hungrily down at my perky breasts for a long moment before rising to stare wickedly into my own brown pair. Palming each tit he tells me I have a lovely pair of handfuls. I watch his sinful mouth dispatch these naughty words in that hot, jerky accent and raise my chin in invitation. Then his gorgeous full lips possess my own. His head drives mine back against the wall, my hands rise up to spear through his dirty blond locks. They hang down to his shirt collar in soft silky waves and I ran my fingers through them again and again. His hands slide down to the fly of my shorts as he kisses me, making quick work of stripping them off. I stand there in my itty bitty tap pants, sucking in air, waiting to see what he'd do next. My lover gets down on his knees. My eyes roll back in my head and my pelvis thrusts in invitation towards him. He traces me through my panties, following the lilac lace from where it begins at the top of my pubic bone, over and down the rise of my mons, straight down to my lips where my pussy is making my knickers wet with heat. He strokes my labia through the fabric, and I begin to moan. "Oh yeah," in little puffs all over my lace clad pussy, "I'm gonna like it down under." It's testament to how far gone I am, that I don't comment on his lack of originality. Perhaps it says how far gone he is too, that he actually says it. Whatever. My panties violently rip; my lover rends the fabric, baring me to his gaze. He grabs my hips and pulls me even closer. My head props me up dazedly against the wall. His ocean blue eyes catch mine and he leans in. Then he deliberately places his open mouth right over my sopping wet slit. I scream. Ripping his mouth away, my lover chuckles really low; his lips shinning with my juices. Telling me I'm going to wake my brother, he grabs my torn, sopping panties and brings them up to his nose, his eyes still on mine. "You smell great, babe" all rumbly. Then he surges up, pulling my mouth open by the chin before stuffing my panties inside. My eyes go wide and I give a muffled squeak but he's already back down on his knees going to work on my aching quim. My hands come to rest in his beautiful hair. He licks at my clit with long, rough strokes, then swirls it around before taking it between his lips to suck it hard. The thick fingers of his right hand stroke my lips, smearing my dew, getting all lubed up. His index and pointer fingers nudge my entrance, stroking gently, deeper and deeper until they're buried all the way up in me. They curl to hit my g-spot before dragging back down again. He does this about three times before I explode for him the first time. His mouth strongly sucking on my button, his drenched fingers thrusting in and out of my sopping hole, I shatter all around him, thankful now for the panties in my mouth as I scream my excitement into them. My lover keeps licking, bringing me back down softly. Licking lower now, tasting my nectar. "You taste fucking sweet." His accent muffled. My knees threaten to collapse under me; I'm leaning heavily against the wall. Shoulders back, pelvis thrust forward, my lover's head buried between my thighs. His left hand holds me steady while the fingers of his right stroke through my cream, back, back towards the rosebud hiding lower past my perineum. He's lubing up my arse with my own juices and I'm too dazed to do anything about it. The finger stroking against my pink little puckered hole feels nice, gently nudging, begging to be let inside. I relax a little and it slips in. My lover slowly works it in and out, gently, gently until he's in up to the first knuckle, then the second. Then he starts with two fingers, stroking, nudging, until I relax and two slip inside. He repeats the process until he has three fingers up my arse; now he's thrusting away. His thumb has been smoothing down my own personal lube which has begun pouring out of me again, to keep things nice and wet back there. His fingers work in and out of me with slow slurping sound effects to match. My lover sits back suddenly; withdrawing his hand without ceremony to grasps the bottom of his Chesty Bond, drawing the singlet up and over his head. I gaze down at the play of muscles over his strong chest and powerful arms, lust unashamedly shining in my eyes. I breathe hard through my nose to get in enough air. The panties in my mouth are becoming wetter with drool. "You like that?" He growled. "Muh huh." My lover begins to unbutton his jeans. "You want me to fuck your arse baby?" It becomes even more difficult to breath. Those nasty words, that wicked accent. I could come again without him laying another finger on me. But oh, how I wished he would... He stands, sliding down his jeans. He's wearing jockey shorts underneath and they're moulding his thick, impressive length up the side of his belly. I gulp. He wants to stick that in me? But my thoughts are distracted because now he's hooking his thumbs under the waist band and skimming the pants down. His cock springs free. I whimper and close my eyes. "Open your eyes baby. I want you to touch me." He moves closer, grabbing my hands to bring them up to his chest. They smooth down over his pectorals; he hisses when they brush over his nipples. My fingers crinkle in the smattering of arrowing sandy hair. Down, down, lower, out over his smooth, hard abs, to the ridges that groove on either side of his belly, down to his groin. I watch as my fingers trace over the taut muscles, loving how hot his body is, loving how sweaty slick and heated he is for me. His stiff member strains towards me. I can see the need in my lover's eyes now; he wants me to grab him. He's solid as a rock, a good 7 inches long, well over 4 inches that I fit one hand around. I brush the palm of my other over the head of him. He's leaking his own juices, getting ready for me, even though I'm so very wet I don't need this extra lube. Loving it all the same for the sign of how much he wants me. As my hands make contact with my lover's dick, he goes crazy. Grabbing me by the hips he lifts me up and I quickly part my thighs. My legs come around his waist to lock in place and I slide my arms around his neck, grabbing on tight. We're slicked together, breast to breast. Sweat runs down our sides. My lover eases back, balances me on his thighs, presses his forehead to mine. He nudges the lips of my pussy with the hard, blunt end of his rod, before slowly, gently, pushing his way deep inside me... We stare into each other's eyes as my inner muscles grip him. He starts to build up a rhythm, pushing my back more firmly into the wall. I feel myself getting close again, beginning to wring his cock, convulsing, and he pulls out. His breath bellows in and out of his lungs and he rests his forehead against mine. I wriggle in his arms a little. "I wanna come." I whine. "Not yet," he breaths. "Not like this." He slides back inside me again. "Are you going to let me fuck you there?" His finger grip my cheeks, spreading them wide, one gliding down to my sweaty little hole. It slips in smoothly and I whimper at the sensation of having two holes full of him. He sees fear in my eyes and presses kisses to my face, soothing he'll take it slow. The wicked glint returns to his eye and he pushes the panties further in my mouth. "You're gonner love this babe." He assures me. "I'll make you scream the house down." I slide my legs down off his hips. He turns me to face the wall again, pulling me by the hips to position me in front of him. His thumb slides down through droplets of sweat, down from the base of my spine, through the impression between my cheeks, to my quivering little hole. He rubs it lovingly for a moment, and then slides his thumb inside. Oh, it feels so bad, it feels so wrong, so naughty, I'm so exposed and I love it, every fucking second. "You ready babe?" I yell 'yes' through my knickers. The huge, plummy head bumps up against my wee little opening. I know I should be frightened but I was too damn excited to care. He bends down over me to nip at my earlobe. His wonderful, pleasure giving cock slides down into the moisture pooled in my pussy. "I need you to push out for me a little bit, when you feel me start to push in. Can you do that for me?" The guttural tones are even harsher, edgier with need. I ache for him to start plundering me as I nod. He straightens, repositions himself and begins to push slowly into my arsehole. For a brief second there's no pain as the tiniest bit of him slips inside. Then at the last minute I remember to push out for him and he breeches my sphincter. Even though I relax and push for him, the pain is still intense. A red haze forms before my eyes, I moan with pain. My hand reaches up to drag the panties out of my mouth and to tell him to get the hell out of my behind, but he reaches forward and to catch it in time, the motion causing his cock to drive in a bit deeper. I moan again. It hurts! But now he's laying a gentle hand on the small of my back, beginning to rub warm circles. "Shhh, baby, shhh," he croons. "Give it a second, it'll get better, you'll see. I promise, I'm going to make it so good for you." He holds perfectly still for me while I do my best to relax and get accustomed to him. He's probably about 2 inches inside me. I wiggle experimentally and he slips a bit further, sighing deeply. It doesn't feel too bad now, the pain melting into a discomfort that's starting to feel pleasurable and I begin to feel as though I can do this. I relax completely and with a surge, the rest of his cock pushes on up in to the hilt. He's balls deep, my arse is filled for its very first time and it's starting to feel sooo good. An odd, full, weird sensation, but good all the same and I'm ready for him to start pumping. I gather he can tell this from the sounds I'm making. Sounds I can't believe I'm making, pleading through my panties that I'm ready, please, please fuck my arse! He gently begins to slide back out. "You okay?" He whispers. I nod my head, eyes closed in ecstasy, cheek pressed to the wall. He pulls almost all the way out, until just the head of that beautiful, thick, veiny cock is still inside, then pushes all the way back in. He repeats this, over and over, slowly building up speed until he's slamming in and out of me, faster than I could ever imagine I could take, making me feel so naughty, so bad, so gooood. In my living room, being fucked by the sexiest man on earth, my arse stretched full of his beautiful cock. My brother could walk in at any time and the notion of being caught is just too titillating... The feeling of depravity makes my quim pulse harder. My hand creeps up to my opening and begins smoothing creamy gooeyness all over my pussy. I'm grunting and moaning through the panties gagging my mouth, almost crying with the sheer pleasure of it all. I begin scrubbing my clit furiously; I'm close. My lover reaches around and rams his big fingers in me and I begin to convulse... I feel my pussy squeezing around his fingers, while the muscles of my back channel clench around his long, thick cock as he thrusts in and out, frantic now. My lover jerks, once, twice, three times; his hot come shoots out of his rod, shooting deep inside me, filling my insides. His deep, guttural groan echoes off the living room walls. As soon as I feel that scalding heat, I go off, coming harder than I ever have before, a supernova exploding before my eyes. I come so hard I black out. When I come to, we have slid to the floor. My lover spoons me to him, his wilting cock still within me; it softens until it gently slips out bringing me echoes of pleasure. His come is leaking out, down my inner thigh. I feel deliciously used and sore. "Alexandria, Alexandria, Alexandria, what am I to do with you?" My lover has an Afrikaans accent. It spikes through me, following the after shocks of my mind-blowing orgasm. But now it broadens; the vowels lengthen slightly, it becomes less tight, less jagged. "Can I come back now?" The accent is still laconic, but more familiar; Australian now. I turn to look at my lover, pulling my knickers out of my mouth. I gesture with them. "That was a nice touch." "I aim to please." He winks down at me. "I'm just glad you don't really have a brother in the house." I snuggle into my husband, breathing in the scent of him that I loved so much. I raise my face for his kisses. They are soft, breathy, satisfied. Loving. I snuggle back down against his chest. "I love you Aaron." "Aw, that's just 'cos I'm so good at doing accents." "Will you do a Greek one for me tomorrow?" "Maybe." "Maybe?! Like it didn't just get you off?" I lift my head in mock outrage. "Like magic. But what am I going to get in return?" I lay there, wrapped in the arms of my lover, my husband, cocooned in his love and his warmth. We were only kidding around; I knew he'd do anything for me, and there's nothing I wouldn't do for him either. He knew this, and so I told him: "You'll think of something."