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Just a DJ

By: badbomb



Allow me to tell you a story of one of them.

When you control the music you control all that happens. Woman tend to get hot just by knowing they can hear anything they want by showing you some tit and ass. There are plenty of woman out there willing to do just that. Married, single it just doesn't matter when they get hot and want some dick they will do just about anything.

There I was being bored as usual, same music playing watching the dance floor hopping when this sexy woman came up and asked to request a song. Before she could say what she wanted, she had to ask why I wasn't smiling. So I told her I was tired and getting burned out with the same music night after night. She decided to sit next to me and strike up a conversation. Her name was Tammy and she was very sexy. She was 5'4 or 5'5 about 135 lbs, long straight black hair, a great set of tits and the kind of lips that you know were made for sucking dick.

After telling me she was just in town visiting her college friends, and reliving her wild days, she proceeded to tell me she was married. She had been married to her boyfriend from high school and decided to get married before going to college. He went off to medical school and she stayed at ASU to major in business. She was hoping to run his practice. She told me of how the first year was hard with them being 1200 miles apart, but that she never strayed, with any help from her friends. 

The second year though, well she started in telling me of how over the summer break she was getting laid 2-3 times everyday by her husband, and proud to be doing just that, but it had to end. She went back to ASU and tried to get back into her dull life style. After 1st semester she told me of how she went to a party and decided to take part in a "shooter" shot contest. With 1st place receiving $500.00 and a round trip air fare to anywhere. Having no idea of what was in store she decided to indulge in drinking. All of a sudden one of her fellow competitors came and got her. 

There before her were 6 men with blind folds on with nothing on but what god gave them. The ladies were told that the 3 woman who could get there guys to cum first in there mouth without swallowing and then show the cum in their mouth then shoot it, would move on to the next round. Tammy started to stop until she saw the size of the cock in front of her. She said it must have been 8" soft and she was in need of a good cock. She took her wedding ring off and then took off her top exposing the nicest set of tits in her group. The guys watching let out a holler and they guys standing in front of her started getting aroused as she took her tits and ran them over his ever growing cock. 

I stopped her right there and asked why I would have any interest in this story. She then reached over and put her hand in my lap stroking my cock and said that I would.

She said the other girls started taking off their tops and doing what she was doing. Finally with all cocks rock hard the girls were pulled off for a couple minutes and then they were started. Tammy said he eagerly swallowed the now 12" cock deep into her throat and started playing with his balls as she deep throated him. (Her hand kept rubbing my growing cock during this whole time). She said he lasted about 3 minutes until he started Cumming deep into her throat. She almost lost herself and swallowed it all but at the last moment, came off and showed the judge she had a mouth full and swallowed to the cheers of the guys in the crowd. Tammy said her pussy was so wet after that, her jeans had a wet spot on them. She told me it was the most erotic thing she had done. 

After 2 more rounds the finals came, and the rules were simple. Only using your mouth make him cum and then put it into a shot glass the one who has the most cum in the glass and swallows it all wins the cash and the tickets. To Tammy's disappointment the guy she had was much smaller than the first and a warm rush of breath almost had him Cumming. Well Tammy went on to say she did her part but the guy did not do his and she lost do to the amount he came. Tammy said she was disappointed but realized she loved sucking cock and swallowing the cum. 

Tammy said all through the rest of college she was known as the swallow queen. By now my dick is rock hard and I am sitting there at a table with about 500 people dancing not more than 20 feet away when Tammy reaches into my pants and pulls out my cock. She said I hope you don't mind but I need a shot, and proceeded to drop right there and start licking up and down on my shaft. Using her warm breath to send shivers through my body, I skipped a beat and no one knew the wiser as she fondled my balls. She then took each ball into her mouth and began to suck on them. What an erotic feeling known that at any second someone could see what was being done to me. 

Tammy then began to encircle the head of my cock with her lips and use her tongue to play with the pre-cum now oozing out of the head of my throbbing rock hard cock. She looked up with her dark eyes took her mouth off my cock and said" I will be fucking this tonight!" As she lowered her head down the entire length of my shaft. Her mouth didn't stop until my balls were on her chin, and then she began to slowly pull off using her teeth to scrap just a bit to add to my arousal. She then began to speed up, now using her hands and mouth to get me off. She didn't waste any time when my cock showed signs of giving her, her much deserved treat. She hungrily took me deep as I erupted wave after wave of hot cum into her throat. She wouldn't take her mouth off until I was sucked dry and then she put my cock back into my pants and said you zip it up I don't want to hurt you, I want to use that again later. She kissed me on my check and walked away. 

As I regain my composure I was thinking why me?

About ½ hour later Tammy returned, and asked when I was off. I said at 2 am and she said ok, I hope you don't mind but I need a cock for the next week that I am here at least twice a day. Usually I'll wake you up with your cock deep in my throat or just as I start to put that thing deep into my hot wet pussy. So are you able to keep up with this 35 year old woman or do I need to go in search of another hot stud? Well I not a stupid person so when I have a very sexy woman asking me to give her my cock I said sure. So a slight kiss to the neck and then her hand went back down to my growing cock as she knelt back down... but hey that's another story of a club DJ.

Just a DJ Ch. 02



Okay, here I go again.

With the passing of the new years, I though it would be nice that I write about my experience this year. As on 12-31-2004/ 1-01-2005

Being it was new years, I had to dress to impress, which meant that the suit was pulled from the closet and taken to the cleaners to be cleaned and pressed. I had to start that day at 6 rather than 8 to make sure all the nights activities were in order. Well I arrived at the bar around 5 figured a beer and dinner before work and I would be set. I walked in, in shorts (it was in the 70's) and a t-shirt. Proceeded to order a Bud light and some wings. Right away I was being asked what was going on, and I tried to keep a little secret of what I had planned. 

About 6 I started checking the equipment, sound lights and such when I was called to the bar for a phone call. I took the call and it was a bachelorette party who wanted to see if we had a cover and all for tonight. I asked why so last minute, and they said that they had come to Charleston to have their party for a girl friend while the guys flew to Vegas for New years and their party. The place they had reserved had no record and wanted $30.00 a piece to let them in. well I asked how many there were (we had no cover) and she said 18, then I put them on hold and came back and said I pulled some strings to get them in and had a table reserved for them. I was thanked several times on the phone and asked what I wanted and I simply replied a drink and a dance. 

Well I then went back to work setting up my little night's games and things finishing around 6:45. I went and changed came back and started playing music for the dinner buffet. I was walking around socializing when at about 7:30 here come in these half naked woman. They were all in tight black stretch dresses and looking to kill. Most were average none below and a couple that were way out of the park. I was called to the front and low and behold here were the bachelorette party woman. I said hi and congrats and showed them were they were sitting. The bridesmaid then pulled me off to the side and asked if I knew any male strippers that could come. I aid no that were pro but I did have a couple friends that had done them before last minute. She said 2 would be great so I called my 2 friends. They had already planned on coming up but I told them to dress to impress these woman. I told them it was going to be $400.00 bucks and she said fine and gave me $200.00 up front. I told them they would be there about 9, so they had plenty of time to drink. I talked to the owner of the bar and she was fine with it, more business and I went back to the meet and greet. 

My friends showed up about 8:30 I gave them the cash, (the later part was mine) and told them to have fun. Well in the mean time I was talking to a few of the girls who keep buying me and the doorman shots. They were all from the south east and had been friends in school and such and decided to do this even though the wedding wasn't for 2 weeks. 

If anyone out there has ever been to a man strip club then you know that the woman are far more rude and crude then men are. When the show started for them they were all into it as were a lot of the other woman in the bar. When Troy my friend decided to straddle the bride to be rubbing his bikini clad cock against her face and mouth, I was shocked to see her open up and try to lick and bite on his cock. He pulled back a bit then decided to rub it again and this time she did lick from top to bottom through his underwear. The woman went nuts, the owner got pissed, and it stopped like 10 minutes later. But these women were red hot or most of them were. 

My friends hung around partying with them and me as I tried to play and work at the same time. Low and behold I lost sight of Troy and the bride to be. Her bridesmaid came up to me and asked where they went. I said I don't know, and who cares their both adults. Well now I was curious so I took a stroll out back behind the bar, and low and behold there was Troy with the bride to be bent over the hood of his car with him fucking the living shit out of her. Her dress was raised up around her waist, and her tits were just swinging away as he was fucking the hell out of her. Being any decent guy I watched for a few minutes to give my buddy pointers later on, but as I was about to go back in, there was her bridesmaid standing right behind me watching them as well. 

I tried to excuse myself without being to loud, and she stopped me and asked if I though that was funny? I said no, and she said good cause she was going to be marrying her brother. My mouth dropped open when she said that. I asked how long she had been there and she said she walked out behind me. I also noticed that her nipples were fully erect and she really had not taken her eyes off the two of them 30 feet away since I saw her. She asked if I was enjoying the show, and I said the only thing better would be to be part of my own. Well he looked dead in my eyes and I knew this was my chance so I leaned down and kissed her. It turned from sheer lust to a very passionate kiss. It seemed like it lasted for 10 minutes but I knew it was less that 2, but when I pulled away I knew I was going to be joining my friend real soon. 

I pulled her close and started to kiss her some more when she pulled away and looked me right in my face and asked, do you think I am some whore that would be fucking you behind a bar? Well what should I say to this so hoping I was going to at least get something answered, no but in the heat of seeing them and looking into your eyes I just had to kiss you. Fucking you in public isn't what I had in mind; I would rather take you somewhere quit and away from here to enjoy just the 2 of us. (Well guys take heed and remember that bullshit does work) she looked at me and said thanks before her hand made its way to the front of my suit. 

I proceeded to kiss her again as she started stroking my cock through my pants. She asked if I would be missed, and I said maybe but I have plenty of music loaded up and I have at least 30 minutes. She said fine and I said my truck is over there and she ok, as we walked to it. While walking I could still see Troy ramming his cock deep into her and hear her telling him to fuck her harder. They must have been in animal mode no to hear or see us as we were only 40 feet away getting into my truck. 

As we got in I took off my jacket undid most of the buttons on my shirt, took off my tie, and unzipped my pants along with the belt. I laid the seat back and began to kiss and rub my hands all over this woman, whose name I was unsure of. I passionately kissed her moist lips and would then run my tongue down her neck to her ears, blowing my warm breath over it. This would cause her to take a deep breath and hold it as I knew it was driving her crazy. I would play with her lush's breast with my hand as I was giving her neck a tongue bath. Her hands ripped the 2 buttons left on my shirt away as she was now trying to work her hands down the front of me to grab onto my cock. As so as her hands reached it, she stopped kissing me and leaned over rubbing my cock with her mouth through my underwear.

She then pulled my cock from my underwear and started to massage my balls with her hand as she started to very slowly caress my cock with her warm wet mouth. Up and down my shaft her mouth went using her warm breath to blow on my balls as she went down, still caressing them with her hands. She picked up the pace, and then would slow back down. One thing for sure she had practice doing this before. I tried to play with her ass and she moved it so I could start to finger her pussy. She was dripping wet as my finger slid in and then I knew she felt it when a slight scrap of her teeth across my cock almost sent a load of cum deep into her mouth. (I love a little scrapping of the teeth) she pulled off my cock as I worked 2 fingers into her wet pussy she now began to push back against my fingers. I picked up my pace and knew she was close to cumming herself, as I quickened my pace. Sure enough within a minute her juices were flowing all over my hand as she came. She moved away and looked at me and said I am going to fuck you but not here. I want you to cum in my mouth and later I want you to come back to my room for the night. I asked are you sure and she said yes, I want to fuck you all night long and we don't have that much time left, as she slid her mouth back over my cock.

She used her cock sucking skills to perfection because within 5 minutes I was ready to unload deep into her mouth. As I was about to cum she stopped, pulled her head off my cock and straddled me. She then slid her tight ass over my cock doing this very slowly until my cock was buried into her ass. She said I'm not on the pill but I want to feel this thing deep inside of me, so cum in my ass baby. That was it about 5 slow strokes into her tight ass and I started to drain deep into her, she came again when the first load of cum went deep into her ass, she bit my neck and scratched the shit out of my neck. 

She straddled my cock for 5 minutes until I started to get soft, then she got off and leaned over and cleaned me up using her mouth and tongue. I gave her a t-shirt I had as I knew my cum was now draining down her thigh. She said thanks and asked if I wanted to fuck her still. I said yes, but I had to get to work. As I got out of my truck and began to redress I noticed Troy and the bride to be was not on his mustang anymore. I went back inside through the front door with the lady whom I found out was named Jackie. There was Troy at my DJ booth running the music. He asked where I was and I said I was out back. He looked at me and said really, I said yep and by the way next time grab her by the hair and pull back when she tells you to fuck her harder. He laughed and then told me don't you just love it when a woman tells you to cum in her ass. I looked at him and called him a pervert but all he said was, hey I didn't know what was in your truck until I walked up and heard that.

Jackie remained at the bar with most of the girls past 2 am when we closed. Funny thing is Troy and I went back to the hotel, Saturday was a hard day to work but hey, that's another day in the life of a club DJ..



Just a Dream



This is a true event, and to be honest if I had read this I would say no way but as I say this really happened.

I lived above a shop on reasonably busy road straight outside my window was a telephone box and in the summer with the windows open I could sometimes here some strange conversations.

I worked away from home in the week and only stayed in the flat on weekends, well one very warm Sunday night I was lying in bed wide awake waiting for the half five alarm to go if, at around one o'clock the front door knocked, not wanting to go down the stairs I peered out of the kitchen window and seen a young mixed race girl of around 19, she asked if Julie was in, I explained that no one of that name lived here, she apologised and that was that, I got back into bed and heard the telephone box door open, then a raised voice and the receiver being banged down. Two minutes later there was a knock on the door I went to the window to see the young girl standing there, she asked if I could ring her a taxi, as she had no change. 

I went down the stairs dressed in my boxer shorts covered by a dressing gown. I rang a taxi but they said that they would be at least half hour if not longer and would give me a ring back when they were there. So I was left in a bit of a quandary on what to say to the girl. I asked if she wanted to come in to wait for the taxi, she agreed and followed me up the stairs.

We entered the lounge and I offered her a drink whilst she waited, she accepted and had a glass of water. After about five minutes small talk she asked me what I had on under the robe and I replied boxers she immediately leant over and placed her hand inside my robe and started rubbing on my hardening cock. She then looked me I the eye and asked if I wanted her to suck my cock. I was in a bit of shock and just nodded, here I was a forty year old single parent with a cute sexy 19 year old girl about to put my very hard cock in her mouth, she knelt in front of me and started licking the inside of my legs slowly whilst she tugged down my boxers and slid them over my feet. then she licked my aching balls nibbling on the sack then slowly licked my cock up and down, she complemented me on the size saying it was the biggest she had seen in real life, now I always considered myself to be average but I guess she had only man handled boys cocks and never experienced a real man. 

She opened her mouth and put just the knob in and started sucking as if it was an ice lolly, the sensations were astounding but I needed to push my cock in the back of her throat, I wanted the here her gag on my meat, I held the back of her head and encouraged her to move her head up and down each time pushing her head further down after a few minutes I was amazed to have her lips and nose firmly pressed against my pubic area and my cock touching the back of her throat and no gagging not even a whimper, she started pumping my cock with her mouth every couple of strokes stopping with my cock tickling her tonsils, I told her I couldn't last much longer when she suddenly stopped stood up and removed her trousers she bent over the arm of the settee and demanded that I fuck her from behind, 

I stood up and was just about to place my, by now throbbing member at her very wet pussy lips when she asked if I had a condom, I didn't but told her I had been fixed and couldn't make her pregnant (a blatant lie but hey I'm a guy) she said to fuck her but to pull out, I immediately but slowly pushed my cock into her and boy was she tight her juices helped me penetrate all the way and I just stood there pulsing my cock inside her, she was trying to hump back against me but I wouldn't let her I whispered in her ear that this is my house and we will fuck how I want to fuck, she was begging me to start fucking but I held back and slowly pulled my cock most of the way out and started making very short movements teasing her, then I let her have it "bang" I slammed my cock hard into her, she yelped in delight but I pulled out again making the small movements and "bang" in again she screamed at me that she was Cumming her leg started to shake and her cunt gripped my prick like a vice being tightened. I held firm and started to fuck her hard I leant round and found her clit and started to pinch it between my fingers she stared to come for the second time this time she was very vocal and very loud she was shaking all over screaming "give it to me – give it to me" then she started to spray I could feel her warm love juice hitting my legs and feet, then she just stopped and fell forward not a movement, just lay there with her eyes closed and a bloody big smile on her face, 

Well I shit myself I thought she had died, I stroked her face and kept saying wake up, after a few minutes she did, she looked at me and said "can we do it again" she had actually passed out, she said that the second orgasm was the best she had ever had and that she had never sprayed before. She composed her self and noticed my still hard cock; she asked if I needed to come, which I did, badly. She leant over and whispered in my ear that she wanted a sixty nine, 

I lay on my back whilst she removed the rest of her clothes she then got on top with her pussy only inches from my waiting mouth she started to suck on my cock really gently, whilst I blew slowly onto her womanhood, she lowered her pussy to my mouth and I started sucking and nibbling at her very prominent clit, straight away she was moaning and gyrating her hip, it was then that I decided to play with her tight anus I slowly pushed my thumb tip into her hole only a couple of millimetres she jumped forward and told me to stop so I dipped my thumb into her wet cunt to lubricate it and again pushed the end into her arse she again bucked away but I held her firm and eventually she pushed back on my thumb, this was heaven a young beautiful wet pussy in my mouth and my thumb now wedged in her tight arsehole up to the knuckle. She was thrashing about having lots of tiny orgasms; she had stopped sucking my cock as she was panting and moaning to much, then the phone rang, the fucking taxi was outside, she said ignore it, keep sucking. 

After a while and lots of very wet orgasms I decided that the time was right for me to come my load. And that I would fuck hard and fast has she had wanted before. I released myself from her grip and crawled from beneath her told her to get up on her knees and that I was going to fuck her big time doggy style. I pushed my cock against her swollen pussy lips and just let her have it I pounded her pussy for all I was worth and at the same time I decided to finger her arsehole I managed to get two fingers inside her she was begging for me to stop and that it hurt to much, but I was to far gone to listen to her pleading, I said that it wasn't pain, "this is pain," I pulled my cock out of her cunt and forced into her arse she screamed like a banshee and started to cry as I fucked her arse but when I started fingering her clit, her pleading for me to stop turned into pleading for me to give it her harder.

I knew I was about to come so I re-entered her pussy and pumped her full of my very fertile man seed. She just lay there with her arse in the air, her tight arsehole now much looser and open and her cunt very swollen and dripping with both our juices. She eventually dressed and I walked her to the door, I looked at her and smiled and said I didn't even know her name, she looked at me leant forward and gave me a passionate kiss whilst stroking my very well used cocked, she then whispered in my ear, you don't need to know my name just say it was a dream come true and with that she was gone. 

A couple of months later I moved out of the flat, but one day I was driving down the road when I saw her again it was definitely her only this time she had a big belly so you never know I may have a son or daughter out there somewhere. And when they grow up and ask their mom who their dad is, she can say you don't need to know his name it was just a dream.



Just a Dream...



"Jill, this is stupid!" I grumbled.

"Shhh! They'll hear you!"

I couldn't believe it. I was home from college on spring break. Most of my friends were going away to some island to lie in the sun, but not me. No, I was locked in the trunk of my brother's car with my cousin Jill, trying to sneak into a drive-in movie! 

"How did I let you guys talk me into this!" I groaned.

The worst part was that it wasn't necessary. We had the money to pay, but my older brother Ned and her older brother Bob decided to sneak us in for old times sake. Jill and I were just drunk enough to be convinced. Of course, that was twenty minutes ago and I'd sobered some since then. 

The four of us didn't typically go out anymore. Ned was married and Bob moved away for a great job opportunity. I spent most of my time away at school. Jill was the only one who still lived at home.

We really hadn't planned to get together tonight. It just happened. I decided to visit my parents because it was too depressing to stay at school while all my friends vacationed. Bob came back for a wedding and tacked on a couple vacation days to visit family. Ned's wife happened to be working the night shift this weekend to cover for a friend. 

Bob and Ned use to hang out together all the time. They were supposed to be catching up on old times and watching a game on television tonight. At least that was the original plan. As soon as they had a few beers in them they decided to try and find some of their old friends. 

I have to admit I jumped at the chance to join them when Ned called me. Anything was better than staying in with the parents! I was only home for an hour before I started regretting the visit. I loved my parents dearly, but wow! They could still drive me absolutely crazy!

Jill showed up at the local bar we visited not long afterward. I was surprised by how good of a time I had. The four of us really hadn't been close in a few years. We drank a lot and reminisced. That's how I ended up in the trunk of my brother's car.

"How did I let you guys convince me to do this?" I moaned again.

"Quit complaining," Jill giggled. "You thought it was a great idea at the time."

"I was drunk!" I snapped.

"You still are!" she said, her giggle turning into a full-fledged laugh.

"Maybe, but not enough to think this is fun anymore," I sighed.

"Keep talking," Jill said, fighting to control her laughter. "And you'll be waking up tomorrow morning at the sheriff's office. How much fun do you think that will be?"

"It would serve me right for agreeing to go out with you three lunatics!" I grumbled.

"Shhh!" she said, putting her hand over my mouth.

I was amazed she could find it. It was pitch black in the trunk and far more cramped than I remembered. My legs were bent like pretzels and I'm sure one of my knees was jammed painfully into my cousin's thigh. I sighed and took a deep breath. If she could deal with the pain quietly than I might as well stop complaining. I also tried to shift my knee away from her leg. 

We moved up in the line to enter the drive-in at a snail-like pace, but eventually my brother paid and we were through. It wasn't quite the time to celebrate since I was still locked in the trunk. On the other hand, we would be getting out in a couple of minutes. 

Of course older brothers being what they are, that couple of minutes was torturous. It was an old drive-in with badly paved paths. Ned made sure to make the ride as bumpy as possible. I could hear both Bob and him laughing. Poor Jill took the brunt of it as my knee jammed into her thigh hard a couple of times. It took forever for us to park.

"I'm going to have a bruise for weeks!" Jill complained once we stopped. She slipped her hand between my knee and her thigh. I shifted as best I could to give her room.

"It's your own fault," I said. "I told you this was a bad idea."

"It wasn't a bad idea," she insisted, but then relented by adding, "Of course, I didn't expect your brother to still be such a immature jerk!"

"Oh come on!" I laughed. "First of all, be careful who you call immature. We did let them stuff us in here. And second, did you really think a few years would make Ned and Bob grow up that much?"

"You know," we heard from outside the car. It was Bob's voice. "He's right little sister. You should have known better."

"Very funny!" she cried. "Now open the trunk! It's way too cramped in here!"

"I don't think so!" Ned's voice said. I could hear in his tone that he was on the verge of laughter.

"Oh no!" I moaned, already seeing where this was going.

"You wouldn't dare!" Jill cried, obviously catching on as well.

"Don't egg them on!" I whispered harshly. "You know how they can be!"

"But they're twenty-five for Christ's sake!" Jill snapped.

"It doesn't matter," I sighed. "They've been drinking."

"Bob! Open the trunk!" Jill cried. 

"Not unless you say pretty please!" he laughed back, saying the words I dreaded since I was a little boy. This was bad. This was real bad!

"No way!" she cried.

"Now who's being immature?" I sighed.

"I'm not saying it!" she whispered harshly.

"Bob, please open the trunk!" I called, rolling my eyes. "Pretty please!"

"Not until Jill says it too!" he called back.

"Never!" Jill snapped. I could hear Bob and Ned laughing outside.

"Oh come on!" I cried, annoyed with all three of them, but focusing my attention on Jill. "You're nineteen! Say pretty please and let's get out of this trunk!"

"No!" she said angrily. "He's never gotten me to say it yet, and I'm not about to start now!"

"You can't be serious?" I asked, but I knew the answer already. 

Bob and Ned had done some pretty bad things to us over the years, but neither of them had ever been able to make Jill say pretty please. It was ridiculous at our age that they were still trying and she was still refusing, but I was willing to bet anything that Jill wouldn't budge.

"I'm not saying it," she insisted. 

"In that case!" Bob cried. "Enjoy the movie!"

"Bob! Ned!" I cried. "A joke is a joke, but it's getting cold in here and we're squished so tight that my foot is going numb. Let us out!"

"There's a blanket back there somewhere," Ned laughed. "We're going to visit some friends. Their car is up front, so don't bother calling out. We won't hear you and neither will anyone else. We parked way in the back of the drive-in."

"Wait!" I cried, but I could hear their laughter as they moved off. "I can't believe this!"

"Oh relax!" Jill said. "It's not like this is the first time they've done something like this to us."

"Exactly!" I snapped.

"Can you find the blanket?" she asked, changing the subject. "It really is cold in here."

"I knew I should have stayed at college for break," I grumbled as I search for the blanket. "Every time I come back to this hick town I thank God I had grades good enough to get out of it!"

"My grades were just a good as yours!" Jill snapped. "Better in English! I just didn't have grandma Ginny to help pay for school."

I was surprised by her reaction. I was just bitching and moaning like I always did when I fell prey to one of my brother's pranks, but obviously I hit a sore subject. Jill never mentioned before that she had a desire to leave our small town. I suddenly felt bad for her. It's too bad that Grandma Ginny was on my mother's side of the family. 

"If you really want out of this town, I'm sure there's a way," I frowned as I opened the blanket and placed it over both of us as best I could.

"I like the town," she said more calmly. "I just wish I could go to college."

"Why can't you?" I asked.

"I told you," she sighed. "Money."

"Jill, I go to a state school," I replied. "It's a good school and it's not as expensive as you think. Grandma Ginny does help, but mostly in room and board. She owns a house near campus and she lets me crash there."

"Do you think she'd be willing to let me stay there as well?" Jill half joked.

"I can ask her," I shrugged.

"Are you serious?" Jill asked in surprise.

"Why not?" I shrugged. My cousin was silent for a few moments before speaking again.

"Wow! I'll have to think about that," she replied with a shake of her head. "Can I get back to you?" 

"No problem," I smiled. Jill surprised me with a kiss on the cheek. She smelled nice. I shook my head and pulled back. "Now do you think we can try and shift around. My foot really is numb!"

"We can try," she sighed and shifting under the blanket. Jill cursed once as she bumped her head into the trunk. I felt bad, but she was the smaller of us and could move around better. She settled next to me and asked, "How's that? Any better?" We were spooning. I had to spit her hair out of my mouth before answering.

"Yes, thanks," I said.

"Oh hey! Look what I found!" she cried and suddenly the trunk had light. Jill was holding an old flashlight. The battery was clearly on it's way out, but it helped a lot.

"That's better," I smiled and we shifted a little more and I pushed some stuff in the trunk around to make room. It was bigger than I originally thought, but still pretty tight. "Now why don't you tell me what you've been doing since leaving high school? We haven't talked recently and we obviously have the time." 

"Okay, but let me shut the light first," she answered with a smile. "I don't want the battery to die."

Jill and I were close growing up, but it changed when we went to high school. I guess part of it was that I was a year ahead of her. We also hung out with different groups. I'm not sure what the rest of it was, but whatever the reason, we grew apart. Yet, as she spoke I realized that we were still enough alike to be friends as well as cousins. 

My face was very close to her hair and I noticed how good Jill smelled again. I put the thought out of my mind and did my best to ignore the fact that my body was pressed against hers. 

My cousin looked a lot like her mother's side of the family. She had wavy, blond shoulder length hair. Her body was compact and well built. She was pretty, but not beautiful. I had a suddenly flash of how she looked when she smiled. There was definitely something special there. She was the type to light up a room when she was in a good mood.

I wasn't sure why, but suddenly I decided to tickle Jill. She cried out and accidentally slammed the back of her head back into my face, but it was a glancing blow that didn't stop me from tickling her.

"Don't! Stop!" she cried through her laughter. "This is so unfair! You know how ticklish I am!"

"Yes I do!" I laughed and continued.

My hands were under her arms and she fought to push them away, only there wasn't a lot of room. Somehow she was able to twist around and face me. I was still trying to tickle her, but with all her movement my hands kept accidentally finding her breasts.

"Pervert!" she snapped. 

"Stop wiggling so much and take your medicine!" I laughed, continuing to try and tickle her.

"Two can play this game!" she cried and started tickling me back, only I wasn't particularly ticklish.

"Stop!" she gasped through her laughter.

"Or you'll do what?" I asked, knowing there wasn't enough room for her to do much.

"I'll...I'll...I'll bite you!" she replied, obviously trying to come up with something threatening.

"You've got to be kidding?" I asked sarcastically.

"Oh yeah?" she cried and suddenly her teeth were on my nose. 

I pulled back quickly, but she followed just as fast. I didn't have a lot of room to maneuver in the trunk so I twisted my face away from her. That didn't stop her from biting.

"Cut that out!" I cried as her teeth glanced against my neck. I ignored the shiver that traveled through my body, or at least I tried to. "How am I going to explain a hickey to Ned and Bob when we get out of here?"

"Are you going to stop tickling me?" she asked threateningly. It was funny in a way, but my emotions were all mixed up. 

"Yes," I said, trying to regain control of whatever I was feeling.

"Good," she sighed as I stopped. I could feel her body relax as she pulled away. I don't know what came over me, but I started tickling her again.

"You bastard!" she cried and started trying to bite me again. I twisted away once more and her teeth found my neck. Instead of pulling away, I lay there with my mind in a confused jumble.

Jill's mouth opened on my neck and she literally started to leave a hickey. Her tongue brushed against my skin and I felt a jolt of electricity. I lost myself in the feeling for a moment. Jill moaned into my neck. It was clearly a sound of passion and it woke me up to the reality of what was happening. We were no longer playing. I pulled away.

"What are you doing?" I cried.

"I'm sorry," Jill said, but she didn't sound it. A moment later the flashlight came on again. She was looking at me oddly.

"What?" I asked nervously. 

"I shouldn't have done that," she said softly. "We're cousins."

"You got that right!" I cried. Jill looked hurt and I found myself calming considerably as I added, "I mean, it felt good and all, but like you said, we're cousins."

"You liked it?" she asked, still watching me oddly.

"It felt good," I admitted. "But it was wrong."

"I know," she agreed. "I don't know what came over me. I mean we're trapped in this small trunk and your body was rubbing against me, but that doesn't make it right."

"I wasn't helping," I sighed. "I should have been more careful with where my hands were going."

"Yes, you should have," she smiled teasingly. I smiled back tentatively. 

"If I'd known your chest was that sensitive I would have been," I joked back. The discomfort we were both feeling dropped a bit, but there was still a sexual tension that I tried hard to ignore. I was only moderately successful.

"Liar!" she grinned. I couldn't help it. I laughed.

"Well, maybe if you didn't smell so good," I added.

"I smell good?" she asked.

"Oh yeah!" I said with more passion than I meant. We both blushed and looked away, falling silent. Jill was as far away from me as possible considering our confined space. I was surprised when she turned off the flashlight a moment later.

"It's weird really," she offered.

"What?"" I asked.

"We're cousins," she said. "Even the thought of us being together should disgust me."

"But it doesn't?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"No," she replied softly.

"Pervert!" I snapped, but then softened it with a laugh.

"Bastard!" she laughed in reply.

"Don't be mad at me just because I'm immune to your charms," I teased.

"I don't attract you?" she asked. Her tone was odd again.

"Absolutely not," I replied. "I'm not attracted to cousins. That would be sick!"

"What if I wasn't your cousin?" she asked. I knew it was coming, but I had no idea how to answer so I stalled for time.

"And we were trapped in a trunk like this together?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied, her voice soft once more. I knew the right answer to give, but I couldn't help it. I told her the truth instead.

"I'd be all over you," I said, laughing nervously.

"Because I smell good?" she asked, her voice more relaxed and filled with humor.

"That and you're built," I replied, regretting it immediately. What was I doing? You don't flirt with cousin! "Sorry."

"You're sorry I'm built?" she teased.

"I'm sorry I said that," I replied, but then something took over my mouth and I added, "Or I'm sorry we're cousins."

"Me too," she said.

"Which?" I asked.

"Does it matter?" she sighed.

"I guess not," I said after a brief hesitation. We were silent for a few minutes.

"Is this why we stopped hanging out together?" she finally asked.

"Pardon?" I asked in confusion.

"We were very close growing up and suddenly it stopped," she replied. "I was wondering if it had to do with the fact that we started becoming attracted to each other?"

"Well, you did develop early," I said nervously.

"I know," she sighed. "It wasn't all that great. The guys were..."

"Yeah, I know guys," I interjected.

"You haven't answered my question," Jill said. "Did we stop hanging out because..."

"I don't know!" I snapped, surprising myself. I wasn't attracted to my cousin! Not now and not then! Of course, she did feel very good in my arms.

"That's an answer," she replied. I couldn't see her face, but for some reason I thought she was smiling. A moment later she said softly, "You know, I used to have dreams about us."

"Do you think Ned and Bob are going to let us out soon?" I asked quickly, changing the subject.

"Not really," she replied, thankfully letting the subject drop. "You know them. They're probably drinking again."

"Great," I grumbled and we fell silent again.

"I'm starting to sober up and I'm getting tired," Jill said a few minutes later.

"Me too," I said. It wasn't true. Mostly all I was feeling was horny. Jill and I were barely touching, but even that little contact combined with her scent was maddening.

"I'm supposed to be up early tomorrow," she said. "Meeting friends. I'm going to take a nap."

"Sounds good." 

"You should go to sleep too," she added.

"I may," I said, wondering how she could think about sleep right now. "Sweet dreams."

"Hmmm, that's a thought," she said softly.

"What?" I asked.

"What if I dream about what happened earlier?" she asked.

"Now that's a frightening thought," I sighed. 

"Why?" she asked. "Think about it. It's just a dream. Dreaming about stuff isn't the same as doing it."

"That's true," I admitted.

"So, you're okay with me having a dream about us?" she asked. I laughed nervously.

"Okay? No way!" I said. "But on the other hand, like you said, it's just a dream." 

"Thanks," Jill said, but then added, "Can't sleep like this." She shifted around again and we ended up spooning once again.

"No problem," I said letting out a deep breath and trying hard to think about anything other than my cousin's body resting against mine. "Next time, do me a favor and just say 'pretty please'. We going to be in pain for days when we finally get out of here."

"Not going to happen," she mumbled. "I won't beg. A girl has her pride."

"Well then," I laughed gently. "Maybe that's what I'll dream about."

"What?" she asked, clearly half asleep.

"You saying pretty please," I replied.

"Now that is perverted!" she teased.

"I didn't mean..." I began, but did bother finishing as she laughed.

I lay there for a few minutes wondering how long the movie was. Ned and Bob would probably come back when it was done. Bastards!

I let my mind wonder while I tried to think about anything other than Jill. I think I was half asleep when she shifted and faced me.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Oh!" she said happily. "I am having a dream about what happened!"

"No you're not..." I began, but her lips covered mine and silenced my words. There was no tentativeness about the kiss.

'Oh fuck!' I thought. 'I'm kissing my cousin!' Well, actually, she was kissing me, but it ended up the same difference.

"We can't!" I got out, breaking the kiss.

"Sure we can," she insisted. "It's just a dream!"

"Jill..." I argued, but she cut me off. This time the kiss included her tongue slipping into my mouth. I fought briefly, but then without a conscious decision I found myself kissing her back with just as much passion.

My cousin moaned when she realized I was no longer fighting her. Jill took one of my hands and placed it on her chest. They were full and heavy. I groaned and squeezed as I felt her nipples harden.

"This is so perverted!" she moaned, reaching between us and rubbing my cock through my pants.

"It's incest!" I whispered hoarsely.

"Only a dream..." Jill said, fearing I would stop. 

I would have if I could, but it was beyond me at the moment. Instead, I lifted her sweater and bra enough for me to cup her bare breasts with my hands.




Just a Dream...



"Oh yes!" she cried. I felt her hand working at undoing my pants.

"Jill!" I cried in shock.

"Shh!" she panted, finally succeeding. "Don't ruin this by waking us up!" I don't know what I might have replied, but it was all lost when she took hold of my cock in her small hand.

"Fuck!" I moaned. "Jill this is so wrong!"

"It's not real," she replied as she started stroking my cock slowly. 

"It feels real!" I argued.

"You're cock is so big! This has to be a dream!" she gasped, continuing to stroke my dick with long strokes.

"Maybe you're right," I whispered hoarsely as I took a moment to lean forward and roughly kiss her lips. She accepted it without complaint. 

"You know I am!" she panted when we broke apart. "In real life I could never do this!" Jill took my head and pulled my face between her breasts. I groaned into them and started kissing like mad.

My hands found my cousin's ass and I rubbed it with a deep slow motion through her clothes. My fingers occasionally slipped between her legs. Her jeans were damp there and I could feel the heat emanating from her center.

"That feels so good!" she moaned, causing me to slip one hand down the back of her pants. Her ass was soft and round and felt amazing, but my fingers quickly worked their way lower. I froze when she stopped stroking my cock. I thought Jill was going to stop me, but instead she unsnapped her jeans.

"You slut!" I whispered realizing she was trying to give me better access.

"Only in your dreams!" she replied and took hold of my cock once more.

"My dreams aren't this good!" I groaned and slipped my fingers between her legs. She was too busy moaning to respond. 

My cousin Jill's pussy was soaked and swollen. I desperately wanted to taste it, but I knew that wasn't happening. The trunk was simply too small for me to shift around enough. I worked first one and then two fingers into her.

"Kiss me!" Jill demanded and I happily complied. Our tongues danced in each other's mouth as our hands drove each other crazy.

I was so involved with kissing her that it actually took a moment for me to realize she had put the flashlight back on. It wasn't shining in our faces, but there was enough light that I could make out Jill's expression.

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"I want to see the passion in your eyes!" she said. 

Her own lust was plain to see. It made me groan and start kissing her again. Jill returned my kisses before making her way down to my neck. Her kisses there reminded me on how we ended up like this, but I was too far-gone to care.

I pulled my fingers from her pussy and brought them to my mouth. The smell was intoxicating and I licked my fingers and tasted my cousin for the first time. Jill looked up from my neck and watched. Her eyes were afire.

I moved my hand back down and slipped it in her pants again. Her pussy was steaming hot and she moaned when my fingers found the entrance. I worked her pussy hard this time and made sure to rub her clit every so often.

"I want this!" she suddenly said and shifted around. 

I wasn't sure what she meant until she pushed my hand at her pussy away and directed the head of my cock between her legs. I felt the soaked folds of her pussy lips against me. A jolt of pure pleasure shook me, but it was quickly followed by an overwhelming concern about what was about to happen.

"No!" I cried, pulling back. "We can't! We're cousins!"

"It's only a dream..." she began to argue, but I cut her off.

"Even in a dream we can't!" I cried.

"But..." she tried again. I turned away from her and refused to talk about it. I was desperately afraid that if I did, I'd weaken and give in. Jill tried for a few more minutes, but I ignored her. I decided I was going to stay facing away from her and unresponsive until we were free from the trunk.

Eventually my cousin gave up. I heard her shift and turn away from me. The flashlight went out. I was just about to sigh in relief when I heard her crying.

'Shit!' I thought, still refusing to turn or say anything. That lasted all of ten seconds. Jill was my cousin and I loved her. Despite everything, I didn't want to hear her like this. I turned toward her.

"Jill, I'm sorry," I said. "But it would have been so wrong."

"It was just a dream," she said between sniffles. I put my hand on her shoulder and squeezed.

"Some things shouldn't happen even in dreams," I said softly.

"You wanted me!" she argued. "I saw it in your expression. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you!" I moved closer and hugged my cousin from behind.

"The dream me, maybe," I admitted. She surprised me with a laugh.

"Of course the dream you," she said. "Because if he is so much of a prude that he wouldn't take advantage of a half naked girl trying to seduce you, then the real life you must be well on his way to becoming a priest!"

"Gee, thanks!" I said, rolling my eyes and hugging her again. We both laughed. I felt myself responding to Jill's body against mine, but refused to think about it for the moment.

"Please cuddle me," she said softly after we stopped laughing. I should have said no, but her tone demanded it.

"Okay," I said, surprised by my sudden need to swallow. "For a little while."

"Thanks," she said. 

I spooned Jill. She took my hand that was laying across her in both of hers and pulled it to her chest. It wasn't really sexual, but I couldn't help feel the swell of her breasts against the back of my hand. Again, I swallowed hard.

Neither one of us had buttoned our pants, but we were both still dressed. Jill's curvy ass rubbed against my hips and I fought hard not to react. It was a lost cause. The truth was, just the smell of her was getting me hard.

"I'm being poked," Jill said tentatively.

"Not you," I whispered, my lust doing things to my mind. "The dream you!"

"Really?" she asked. I could hear the smile on her lips. Jill shifted my hand she was holding and suddenly I was cupping her full breasts. I pulled her hard against me. I felt my cousin reach behind herself and squeezed my ass.

"We aren't going to make love!" I gasped, I think more trying to convince myself then Jill.

"Of course not!" she cried, surprising me. "Cousins don't make love even in dreams!"

"And what about before?" I got out as Jill worked her hand between us and into my pants. Her small hand touching my cock felt amazing!

"You don't understand. I didn't and don't want you to make love to me," she said, squeezing my cock hard. "That would be wrong. I just want to feel this inside me."

"Oh shit!" I groaned. "You wanton little slut!"

"Only in your dreams!" she gasped, pulling my cock free of my pants. She rubbed the head against the bare skin at the base of her back.

"I'm not going to fuck you!" I insisted. "Dream or no dream!"

"Okay," she said agreeably, but then she let go of my cock long enough to pull her pants and underwear past her hips. My cousin was basically mooning me. I couldn't see it, but I could imagine it!

"I said I'm not..." I began, but she cut me off.

"I know what you said!" she interjected, taking hold of my cock and rubbing it against her ass. I moaned into her ear. Jill twisted her head and used her free hand to pull my lips to hers. 

Her tongue danced in my mouth and across my lips. I felt her other hand shift my cock lower, but at the moment I didn't care. I kissed her madly and continued to squeeze her breasts.

She brushed the head of my cock against her lower lips and it came away damp and even harder. I wanted her desperately, but I knew it was wrong.

"Don't!" I insisted.

"Pretty please!" Jill said, her voice thick with lust. It was the first time I'd ever heard my cousin say those words. Dream or no dream, I knew what it took her to say them.

"Oh fuck!" I cried and pushed the head of my cock into her pussy.

"Oh yes!" she nearly screamed, pushing back against my cock hard. "Take me! I want to feel your cock deep inside of me!"

I growled and pushed more of my cock into her. It felt amazing! It wasn't long before my cock was fully embedded in her.

"So big!" Jill moaned. "I've never felt so full!"

"It feels so good!" I groaned into her ear.

"You can pull out now," she panted. "Or..."

I couldn't answer. Not in words. Instead, I started stroking as hard and fast as our confined space would allow. Jill cried out happily and met me thrust for thrust.

A part of me was screaming for me to stop! I was fucking my cousin! But it was a small part that was completely overwhelmed for the moment by Jill's need and my desire. 

I felt my cousin cum in the middle of my fucking. Her pussy tensed and was suddenly even wetter. At that moment I couldn't stop if I wanted to, but I was able to slow down for a time. 

"Thank you!" Jill cried when her orgasm was done. "Thank you so much!"

"Just a dream," I grunted, picking up the pace again. 

"If it's just a dream, then I guess it's okay for me to say whatever I want," she said.

"Like what?" I asked despite my growing orgasm.

"Like please fuck me!" she gasped. "Fill me with your cum!"

"Oh fuck!" I groaned and started slamming in and out of her again. It wasn't easy in the confined space and we were both going to have more bruises than I cared to think about, but I was too far gone to care.

"It feels so good!" she moaned a few moments later.

"You're so hot and wet!" I growled as my orgasm grew near. "You're going to make me cum!"

"Do it!" she cried. "I want to feel you fill me!"

"But..." I began. 

"Cum in me!" Jill demanded. "You have to. It's not like you have a choice. You either cum in me or spray all over the trunk. Bob and Ned will love that!"

"Are you sure?" I barely got out. Jill once again twisted her neck far enough for me to kiss her. I groaned and said, "You really are a slut!"

"I'm your dream slut!" she whispered excitedly. "Not shut up, kiss me and cum in me. Pretty please!"

That was all it took. I drove my tongue and cock deep into my cousin. Jill cried out, knowing what was coming. My orgasm took me and I filled my cousin's pussy with so much cum I was afraid it was going to spurt free. Jill's second orgasm hit somewhere in the middle. We kissed like mad until we were both done. Afterward we lay in silence.

"That was amazing," I said through my euphoria.

"Just a dream," Jill replied as she pulled up her pants and buttoned them. For some reason her words made me feel better. 

I refused to think about it for the moment as I put my cock back into my pants and closed them. Jill fixed her top and in a few moments we were once again spooning. This time I was the one who moved her head far enough for us to kiss. It was far gentler than before. It lasted only a moment before we both settled into the trunk.

"Thank you," Jill said softly, clearly half asleep.

"It's too bad we're cousins," I found myself saying.

"Don't worry," she said. "I dream about you all the time."



Just a Dream?



"Just a dream," I said as I awoke for the 5th time that Wednesday night. I'd been having this dream for days and I really don't know what it is I'm to do about it. I'm 21 years old, just turned so in August, be that as it may I'm not as mature as my age expects of me. I still watch cartoons; I love candy, comb my hair in pig tails and sing along to boy band songs. I'm still in school, University to be exact but I work part time as a waitress at some local night club. I don't live with my parents or at least not since they got divorced 2 years ago and couldn't decide who was to get custody of me. I know stupid right. My uncle is some rich lawyer so he bought me a house and pays for my school fee and bills, anything else I need I work for it. I drive a brand new silver Chrysler that my dad happened to buy me for no apparent reason. My mom she makes up by buying my furniture.

"You're late," I said to myself as I saw it was almost time to go to work. Work began at 5pm and ended a little after 11pm. I go to school every other day as that's all that required for my program. Getting into the car I examine myself in the mirror before I start the car. My hair was neatly combed in low pigtails just the way my boss liked it; my lip gloss shining on my red full lips and my eyeliner dark and thick and black around my hazel eyes. I was dressed in my uniform a waitress outfit which looks like that of a maid. We all know what that looks like- black with some white, short with frills. Cleavage shows and so do legs and ass. I didn't mind as it made me feel sexy.

As I pulled up in the staff parking lot I quickly strapped on my black high heeled silver strapped 6" pumps as I made more money in expensive shoes.

"Lexie..." Big Jo dragged my name "you're late"

"I know I'm on it boss," I went up to him, brushing my fingers lightly against his chubby cheek "I'll make up for it later."

His grin went so broad you could fit a banana in it. Men are so easy I thought. Putting on my apron which barely covered my 'uniform' anyway I went over to table 5 which consisted of around 5 men drooling at the girl dancing on the pole.

"May I take your orders master?" I asked in my most sweet and seductive voice as I twirled my pig tails. Looking up at me, they smiled

"Master?" one winked "I like this one," he said feeling the hem of my uniform. I didn't stop him instead using my index finger I lifted his chin up to my face and replied

"I'm waiting to serve you master," he gulped hard "you're order?" snapping back to reality he and his friend ordered a couple of beers as usual after all it was the cheapest and they wanted to spend their money on the girls twirling on sticks. I didn't mind though because just being 'friendly' to them I earn as much tip as those sluts on the pole without exposing my body. It was almost 11pm and I was getting ready to clock in my shift and turn it over to the next girl when

"You did well today Lex," said Big Jo hovering over me "you made back the money like you said you would." He licked his thumb and began counting up the money, skipping the bills into the other hand as he noted its value. I looked up at him in utter disgust; how could girls sleep with his guy to get a job in this place. I mean he was around 5ft 7"; had a big pot belly from all the beer he took for himself for free; his white shirt was stained with the greasy burger he had eaten for lunch and he looked as if he hadn't shaved in months- his facial hair was so long you could plait it. after what seemed like forever he noted to me that I worked more than my usual and gave me the extra as he knew I needed it for school or at least that's what I told him. Taking the money and I said my thanks and took my leave.

As I got into my car, looking into my mirror I took my contacts out and put on my glasses. I sighed and then started the car

"If they ever knew the real me," I said to myself as I drove home. Lying through my teeth- I am a Medical student, studying to be a doctor to be exact. I don't need a part time job; I actually see it as a past time, doing it for fun. My friends who know I do this always said I might get myself into trouble but the thing is that's what I want. I may have lost my bonkers when my parents divorced and my virginity at 16 but I thought my life needed risks. The only risk I've ever taken was losing my virginity and even then I didn't try anything- I just lay there and let him fuck me. I didn't do oral or anal or even fingering.

"Captain Planet he's the hero..." rang my phone. I'm sure I didn't hesitate to tell I was childish and next to 'South Park' as a show, Captain Planet was my favorite theme song of all time.

"Hello," sounded a male voice on the other line

"What do you want Justin?" I asked

"How'd you know it was me?"

"Let's just say I have a special ring for you and called ID," I chuckled remembering Captain Planet. Okay I admit, that ring was just for him- simply because he annoys me, not because I don't love the show. Justin is my ex, we dated for3 yrs I think but I broke up with him because the sex sucked and he wasn't even willing to do foreplay with me. He thought he could do better because I was apparently a nerd. I wear glasses and I'm studying medicine = nerd in his language. But I also wear contacts and guys like smart girls; to be more specific studies show that nerdy girls give the best sex and not only because they study it.

"Anyway I called to find out if you'd like to go out some..."

"No," I cut him off "when we broke up it meant no more dates,"

"I know but you were right..." he protested

"Excuse me what'd you say?" I asked. Being the type of person of person I am, he just had to say it again

"You were right" he hesitated

"Okay continue,"

"You were right; every girl I hooked up with after didn't want to see me again,"

"And why was that?" I asked knowing the answer to my own question, like therapists often do

"My sex sucked..." he began to mumble. Trying not to laugh I said

"Look Justin I'll have to talk some other time I'm kinda busy now," I hung up. Reaching out for a chair I sat and nearly laughed my head off. This was way too funny.

Later that night

"I can't go on like this," I panted as I wiped the sweat from my face. I had been having the same dream for the past three days over and over and over again. Picking up my cell phone I called my therapist and made and appointment for 10am. I was not going to go another day having 'that' dream. You may think I'm a nut job and I may as well be one but after that horrid divorce my parents planted on me, everyone said I needed therapy to get over it. No one's going to listen to you and what you want, because they're older and they know what's best for you. 

Stretching I flexed my so called muscles and cracked my bones. Putting on my track suit I went out for a jog around the block a couple times and back. When I returned I saw my answering machine flashing, pressing the button I recovered the message

"Hey Lexie," the deep voice began "I'm coming to look for you later, Danny." That was the end of the message. Danny, Danny I ran over and over again in my mind, his voice sounded so familiar but I just couldn't put a face to his sexy masculine voice. Dismissing it I went to shower and dressed for my appointment.

I drove at a reasonable pace to the office and when I got the desk at the receptionist, the lady there seemed to be bitching at everyone. I had 10 minutes before I would be called in and I really didn't have time for her. As I thought of how I would handle her case I noticed all the patients before me were men- probably going to see Dr. Destiny. She was a looker and from what I heard boned all her patients including the females- young, old and indifferent.

"How may I help you?" the receptionist asked, she chewed her gum so badly I thought it was going to fall out of her mouth. Ignoring her rudeness I noticed she wasn't even dressed formally. From what I could see in her sitting position- she was of a fair complexion, shoulder length blonde hair, a long sleeve white buttoned blouse which showed her receding cleavage and a pair of blue denim jeans.

"My name is Lexie Fambrick, I have an appointment for 10am," I smiled at her. She paused for a while answering calls

"Good morning, please hold," she echoed over and over again. I began to get impatient, the book open in front her had my name on the front page. I was getting so aggravated. Flashing my hair out of my face I leaned over the desk exposing to her my cleavage to her and my leg high pantyhose to those was behind me as I popped my leg like I saw ever so popular in movies.

"Dear, I'm running late," I began as I brushed my thumb against her soft cheek. Realizing me once again she smiled and said 

"The doctor will see you now." As I exited I noticed the commotion I caused as now everyone who was behind me tried the same thing I did. I laughed to myself as I knew she was a lesbian so it was only natural for her to be indifferent to guys.

"Come in," said Doctor Orel

"Hey Pete," I began as I usually do "don't like the new receptionist,"

"Well I do," I saw the smirk on his face

"OMG, she's bi," I squealed. He just smiled which obviously implied I was right. Pete and I went way back, since my parents were rich I'd been going to therapy since I was like 5, but over the years I had convinced them it wasn't necessary. When their ever so popular divorce hit town they insisted I go back. Pete was cool; he was in his late 20's, kinda hot- tall, toned and handsome. What more was there?

Lying on the bed, I began to tell him about my dream.

"Well Lex, I know what the problem is," he began

"Really you do?" I asked as I got real excited, finally being able to solve my problem

"Yes but it's not medication," he began again "and I don't know if you might want to go through with it". Desperate for anything he was willing to offer I accepted.

Going over to a closet nearby he took out what seemed to be a patient's uniform- like what they used at the hospital, the light fitting blue clothes they ask you to wear before they examine you. I wondered for a while if he was going to do a cat scan on me or something but I refused to ask.

"Now the doors are sounds proof and you might scream a bit but you have to let it out," I nodded to show I understood but making sure he said

"If you don't want to go through with it tell me from now," I said nothing.

Coming over to me I saw him push the button calling for his receptionist.

"Lay over my lap," he said after he disrobed. He was just in a pair of boxers now; this is when I truly saw how hot he was with his 6 pack abs and his finely chiseled chest. I did as I was told. As I lay across his lap after he sat on the expanse of a couch he pulled both my hands behind my back and held them in one of his. Lifting up the skirt of the uniform he rubbed his large but smooth manly hands over my legs and up my thighs. It tickled and I shivered a bit. Running his hands over my buttocks he mumbled

"Firm," before he slapped me so hard I could squeal

"You've been a bad girl," he started to say as he took turns slapping me on each butt cheek.

"No, stop!" I screamed as I'd never gotten slapped there before like that.

"Stop resisting!" he yelled as he gripped my hands tighter. Just then the receptionist Julie walked in. standing in front of me she removed her pants and took her panties off, unbuttoning the first few buttons of her blouse she took her bra off. She watched us for a while,

Dr. Orel was spreading my legs, when I hesitated to open them further he slapped me on my butt again. I swear that they were now red as they stung every time he slapped me. As he opened my legs to the desired length I could feel him kissing and caressing my buttocks; moving his fingers in circular motions. Using his index finger he traced up my spine and back down; down between my butt cheeks and into my vagina. I felt violated.

"What're you doing?" I screamed. He motioned to Julie who helped him move me. Clearing his desk he ripped open the front of the uniform I was wearing and laid me stomach down onto the cold table. My hands still secured behind my back, I stood bent over on the table with my rear end exposed to him. Finally noticing Julie I saw her climb a top the table and sit down facing me; lifting her skirt she began to play with her clitoris so I could see, making moaning sounds as she did so. As she ripped open the rest of her blouse I saw her fondling her nipples

"Ohhh," she moaned as she began to finger herself. Totally forgetting that Pete was still there, he shoved couple fingers into my vagina and I could feel my juices flowing out onto his fingers. I wanted to ask him what he thought he was doing but it felt so good especially because Julie was tugging at my nipples with wet fingers from her pussy. Licking her fingers she stuck them down my throat as Pete started thrusting his fingers in and out of my seemingly wet cunt. I moaned against her fingers making a muffled sound, so much so that spit began to run down my chin. Stopping he used his hand now wet with my cum to slap me on the ass and run it through my ass crack. I fidgeted as I thought he would shove his fingers in my ass.

Suddenly I heard a zipper and then shortly after I felt his hard cock nudging against me as he wet the tip of his head with my wet pussy easing it in.

"Oh God no," I squealed against Julie's fingers.

"Julie shut her up," he demanded gruffly. Julie inching closer to grab my hair pulling it loose and drawing her lower body closer to my face, she shoved her pussy in my mouth. I tried to wriggle free for at first I couldn't breathe; when I finally got comfortable I looked up at her and she mouthed the words "suck it" with a gentle smile on her face. I hesitated at first but gulping hard I began to lick her wet pussy. First at the sides of the outer lips and then the inner where her juices had been flowing. I'd never gone down on a girl before but she tasted rather sweet. Soon I found myself tugging on the lips of her vagina with my teeth and licking her clitoris furiously like a dog thirsty for water at a well.

"Mmmmm," she moaned as he grabbed my hair in her hands and thrust my face into her cunt over and over again. Meanwhile Pete had been stroking his cock, getting turned on from watching us. Julie nodded to him and that was when he thrust his huge throbbing cock into my ever to tight and wet pussy. 

"Uhhhhhhh," I moaned and he thrust in and just far enough out for his head to still be inside me before ramming me once more. Julie now satisfied with what I had done to her began to kiss me. Lifting my head to her face she licked my cheek, then my chin, followed by my nose before she stuck her tongue down my throat, I nearly gagged but she didn't stop as she now began to suck on my tongue till it felt dry. Breaking from the kiss she looked down on me, opening my mouth she spit in it before proceeding to kiss me again. My climax hadn't been getting nearer by the minute as Pete fondled my breast with his hand whilst he rammed his sweet cock into me. Every time he rammed into me I could feel my erect nipples brush against the cold table which made me hornier. Losing himself he began to say 

"Take my cock you filthy slut," surprisingly I was turned on by this and breaking from the kiss with Julie I yelled

"Fuck me you worthless scumbag!" I don't know if that made him angrier or more excited as he released my hands and grabbing me by the hair pulled my face up to his to kiss me. I didn't deny him, I let him swirl his tongue in and around my mouth, using the hand that he had just released to play with my clitoris further exciting myself as he rammed into me from behind.

"I'm coming!" I screamed as my body tingled with tiny electric shocks. Only Pete didn't climax with me, he pulled out after I came. Turning to face him I got on my knees and took his still wet cock into my mouth. It tasted of me and I didn't hesitate to lick the thick cream from the sides of his dick up to the head. He threw his head back and moaned. Julie moving over to me spread my legs a little wider as I knelt on the floor and begged me to sit on her face. She began to eat up the cum I had produced from Pete's fast and hard pounding, kissing the inner parts of my thighs and licking my pussy from its shaved front all the way to the back of my ass. I jumped as she did so.

As I fondled Pete's balls I went down on his dick to the point where I felt I would gag; then doing what I saw I porn videos I built up some saliva and spat it on his cock. Working my hands up and down, stroking it, it became slimy and easier to control. Trying my hand at the sucking again I went down on the head once more, going as far as I could before coming back up. Down then back up, down then back up until my movements got faster and his dick was so wet it started to fall out of my mouth. Helping me, he held my head steady as he rammed his beautiful cock down my throat. I tried hard not to graze him with my teeth, sucking hard on him as he fucked my face. He began to moan and pant as his fucking became a frenzy; he rammed into my mouth as hard and fast as he did with my pussy till I held him. Stopping him I contained his whole manhood in my mouth as he emptied his contents, something I'd never done before. Pushing my tongue up against the roof of my mouth I swallowed him and licking the remains from his sore cock. Julie surprised at what she saw grabbed me by the buttocks pulling my cunt closer to her face.

Looking up at Pete I fondled my breasts after licking my fingers as his receptionist ate me out. At first he just stared blankly, but afterward he sat down as if utterly amused. Confused with his reaction I turned my back to him, Julie still eating me out so I could finger her. Basically in the 69 position, I began to thrust my fingers into her the way Pete had rammed into me. She moaned muffled against pussy, I chuckled amused, but sooner said I could feel myself climaxing once more. Noticing this she began to suck really hard on my clitoris, refusing to let up; I twisted her nipples as I screamed when I came pulling out a scream in her also.

After I had relaxed and cleared my mind; Julie, Pete and I sat down then I asked

"What was that for?"

"I figured if your fantasy comes true then you won't dream about it anymore," realizing what he said I smiled.

THE END



Just a Dream...



I am excited and nervous as we step inside your house. I know we aren't supposed to be together, yet here we are. Something about you makes me stay. I've known you for years but never felt this way around you before. I'm not sure if the room is getting hotter or if it's just me, thinking about the possibilities of our evening together.

"I want to taste you," I can't believe I just said that out loud and by the look in your eyes you weren't expecting it either.

We both know I don't mean a kiss. You gently push me to my knees on the floor and I can't undo your pants quickly enough. I want to taste you so bad! Your cock springs out at me so soft yet so hard. I lick the drop of cum off the tip and get a taste of what is to come. You groan as I tease you with my warm wet tongue. I start softly and slowly ease into a good strong rhythm. Looking down at me, my lips around your cock, you can barely stand it. I can sense you are about to explode and you grab my head forcing your rock hard missile into my throat choking me as you unload into me. 

"You like being choked by my big cock, don't you?"

My silence is speaking for me as I begin to blush. I enjoyed the power you held over me more than I'd like to admit. I know you can see the fire in my eyes. I want more.

You pick me up and throw me over your shoulder and carry me over to your bed. As you toss me down I can see in your eyes that you have completely lost control. I'm a little scared but more excited to see what you have in store for me. I'm so hot and so wet I can't stand it. I need you so badly. You flip up my skirt and tear off my panties. My blouse gets the same treatment laying shredded on the floor. I wonder how I'm going to explain this when I get home. Maybe I just won't go home. I realize I really don't care about consequences, I just need you inside me now. 

You must feel the same because you plunge into me so hard and so fast I have to bite back a scream. You start plowing into me with wild abandon and I've never felt so good. I love the feel of your powerful body over mine. Forcing me to submit to both our desires. I have no choice but to feel every inch of you inside of me igniting all my senses over and over again. I feel my orgasm coming fast and I meet you thrust for thrust as hard as we can both manage until I explode inside. I start shaking and you keep going. I feel like I'm going to burn up inside if this continues much longer.

You must realize I need a break because suddenly you are off me and flipping me over. I wonder and secretly hope you are planning to stick that hard cock in my ass. I don't always enjoy anal, but today I'm looking forward to your hot poker ravaging my tiny little hole. I want you to be rough and control me and I hope you can see my needs in my eyes.

" Are you enjoying yourself? Do you like being my little whore?" 

Your words excite me even more. Now I know you have more planned for me and today won't be the end.

"I'll be anything you want me to be," I reply excitedly.

I can see you were expecting me to be outraged or upset and maybe even to stop you from what you were planning. Maybe you were trying to give me some control over the situation, but I don't want control. I want you in your raw, primal, uncontrollable state. 

"Please," I whisper.

I can barely make it out I'm in such a state of need. One little word is all it takes. Your eyes go dark and you shove your hard cock balls deep into my ass. Hard. I scream and you keep going. I can't believe I'm letting you violate me this way. I can't believe it feels so good. I need more, harder, and I beg you to make it hurt. You pull my hair tight and lift me close to you and you kiss me.

I'm not expecting the first smack on my pussy and it almost doubles me over in ecstasy. So hot and wet as you smack me over and over on my delicate clit while slamming into my tight ass. I can feel your cock growing harder inside me and I know you are about to drench my asshole with your hot cum and I start to lose control. You feel so good inside me I just can't handle it anymore. 

I start to shake in orgasm again and as you cum you pinch both my nipples HARD and send me into a frenzy. I've never felt so much raw passion before and I'm dizzy with lust. We collapse together on the bed. You can smell our sex in the air. Too bad it was only just a dream...



Just a Dream



One night, while my parents and sister were away on a trip, I had a strange dream. I dreamt of glowing yellow eyes and a strange fullness in my mouth and anus. It felt like getting an enema and drinking endless water. Then in the midst of the dream I heard a voice. It was deep and masculine and said "You are mine, bitch." in the most matter of fact way. Not threatening in anyway, just like he was saying "Your hair is red, bitch."

I snapped awake and looked around my room. It was empty, just like I left it. It was a typical 18 year old boy's room. Posters of movies and girls, a computer, a TV and a mess. I swear I heard the voice again "You are mine, bitch." I got out of bed and turned on all the lights in the house. Then I searched everywhere. All the doors and windows were locked and I was alone. Yet, every time I closed my eyes I saw those eyes. I had the same sensation I imagine a small animal feels looking into the eyes of a snake. Also I kept hearing the voice in my mind like a song stuck in your head. 

"I am your bitch." I mumbled as the words repeated themselves again and again in my head.

"What?" my friend Tyler asked. My tired eyes snapped open as I realized what I had said. Why had I said that? Those were not the words in my head. 

I looked up at him and said "What?"

"What did you just say?" he asked, giving me a funny look.

"I didn't say anything." I told him. 

"I could have sworn..." he muttered. I gave him an innocent face. He shook his head and went back to his lunch. I looked around making sure no one else was around. Luckily no one else was near us in the cafeteria as there were not a lot of people in summer school. 

How the hell had I gotten to school? The last thing I remembered I was staring at myself in the mirror. Now I was eating a lunch I couldn't remember packing. It was nothing but fruits, veggies and water. None of my normal junk food at all. I felt very strange. I felt full but I had barely eaten any of my food. I shifted in my seat. My eyes widened and I became hard as a rock. I felt smooth and satiny under my clothes. I was wearing a powder blue track suit with a white stripe up it's side. Where had this come from? I didn't own a blue track suit. Also it was too small for me. What was going on?

I quickly excused my self and swung my book bag in front of me to hide my small erection. I rushed to the furthest, least likely to be occupied bathroom. Trying to walk normally was impossible. I found the only way I could walk comfortably was if I put one foot directly in front of another. Except that made me swish my ass from side to side with out meaning to.

After checking the bathroom thoroughly I locked the door and stared in the mirror I peeled off the powder blue track suit top and stared at the pink baby doll nighty I was wearing. In shock I kicked off the sneakers I was wearing and pulled my pants down to find pink thong panties pulled over white, thigh high stockings and a matching garter belt. suddenly I felt an urge to look in my bag. In it I found a red wig styled into high pony tails tied with pink ribbon, pink lipstick, mascara, pink strap on 4" heels and a white pearl choker. As I bent down I felt a stiffness in my ass and touched my anus. I found a hard rubbery suction cup and I realized I was completely hairless and smooth all over my body. 

In a trance I pulled on the wig. Then I strapped on the choker and padlocked it in place with the little gold lock it had instead of a clasp. As I stood up in the padlocked high heels I had no key for I suddenly realized what I had just done. I looked at myself in the mirror and I no longer saw myself I saw a slutty bitch who wanted to get fucked. I felt like crying but instead without even thinking about it I started applying the make up. I had a random thought that putting on make up should be harder, but it seemed like I had done it a thousand times. When I finished I painted my nails to match my lipstick and already painted toe nails.

I looked at the sexy girl in the mirror I said out loud "I am your bitch, Daddy." 

I heard the voice clearly in my ear "That's right, girl. You belong to me." Wide eyed and mechanically I walked to the toilet and put the lid down. I sat down and the suction cup stuck to the lid. The voice spoke again "Ride my cock until you come, sugar." I raised myself up using the bars on either side and the huge black dildo was pulled out of my ass by the suction cup. I couldn't believe how big it was. As thick as my wrist and 10" inches long. I had never been so turned on before as when I slammed my self back down on that cock. I looked in the mirror to watch as I violently fucked my self on that huge rod while dressed like a slut in too much make up. I moaned like a whore and loved every second of it. Until I exploded all over my hand and cold reality came flooding in.

The bell rang loudly returning every one to class. I swear I heard deep rumbling laughter as if from far away. 

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I looked around in a panic, trying to think of a way out of this situation. I stood up fast and the cock came out of me with a loud, wet "POP!" I almost lost my balance the sensation was so intense. No matter where I looked in the small bathroom, my eyes always found there way back to my image in the mirror and the big, rubber dick I had left on the toilet. I couldn't understand why I was dressed like I was Cum Slut Barbie or where the dildo had come from or how I had come to school with it buried in my ass. Where had the clothes come from? They must have been my mom's or my sister's, but I had no memory of getting them. In fact I was missing the last 24 hours or so. It made no sense and I felt like I was losing my mind

I stared for a second at my sticky semen covering my hand and was overcome with an irresistible urge to eat it. While licking the sweet, salty mess from my fingers I decided that despite everything I loved the way it tasted. I had never even considered eating semen and yet here I was greedily slurping up every last drop I could get. When I finished I put my panties back on, savoring the silky feeling as they slid up my smooth legs to my hairless ass. I felt strange pulling the track suit back on. Then I turned to the problem of the dildo. I didn't understand the desire I felt to sit back down on it. I was ashamed of this feeling, but my need was greater and I pulled my pants down as I walked over to it. 

I pulled my thong aside. I spun around and positioned my ass over the head. I was too embarrassed to look in the mirror. I slowly slid down on the 10" black cock. It hurt but the pain quickly subsided to be replaced with undeniable pleasure. When I finally sat on the lid I couldn't help but wiggle my ass and bounce on it a few times before I came to my senses. Disconnecting it from the lid, I stood up. I pulled my pants up and squeezed down on the rod inside of me.

I pulled the wig off as I clicked in my heels across the floor. Washing the makeup off proved harder than I thought possible. The best I could do was not good enough. I still clearly was wearing mascara and lip gloss. The chocker and heels were locked in place so even without the wig I looked like a women in heels and a track suit with a cute boy haircut. I couldn't help but think I was a sexy woman. I tried to shake this thought away but every move I made brought my focus back to the stiff cock up my ass and how much I loved the feeling. As much as I wanted to deny it, I loved feeling like a slut and being stuffed full of big, hard cock.

I had a very difficult time keeping my focus on escaping my school unseen. Walking quietly with a 10" dildo inside of you and wearing 4" heels is quite challenging. Also it is insanely erotic. Despite this I managed to make it to the woods behind the school and the path that would lead through them to my house. After half an hour of walking I just couldn't take it anymore. I left the path to enter a small, secluded clearing. Once there I stripped off the track suit and put back on the wig. I found a nice smooth tree to push my butt against and preceded to fuck myself hard. 

I felt so dirty. Out in the woods dressed like whore and slamming myself onto a dildo pressed to a tree. I moaned and whimpered just like a bitch in heat as I came in my panties again. I imagined Tyler behind me. Thrusting his huge, black dick into my not quite virgin pussy again and again. Part of me wondered why I had thought of my friend like that. I had never before considered Tyler in a sexual way and right then I wanted him so bad it was driving me crazy. I let all of my masculine thoughts drift away on a wave of feminine lust, losing myself in the sensations I was feeling. I no longer had any thoughts of impropriety.

I completely lost track of how long I had been there. All I could think about was the pounding of the dildo into my ass and Tyler. I had seen his cock swinging between his legs in the showers before and it was easily as large as the rubber one in my butt. I wished he was there to slam that big, beautiful cock of his in me so much I moaned his name. "Oh Tyler! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" I cried out and pushed myself back faster. "Harder! Please! I need it!" I had completely given in to these new feminine thoughts and desires. I wanted to be a whore and get used by men for there pleasure. I craved cock and semen. I needed to get fucked like I was drowning and it was air. 

I came again and this time I felt much less shame. Or rather I still felt just as much shame I just didn't care about it nearly as much. What did it matter anyway? I had never had a girlfriend. I was small and feminine with a huge ass, long legs and narrow shoulders. I was a much better looking woman than I was a man. I decided then I would just embrace this new me. I would dress and act like a woman. I would be a slut and a whore who got fucked by men. 

"Who, the fuck, is Tyler?" the voice said. I looked up into those golden eyes that pierced my soul and froze. "You belong to me, bitch." 

I stared at the giant, naked, black man in front of me and meekly replied, "Yes, sir, daddy. I belong to you."

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Just a Dream



I have to give thanks to my dearest of friends Adam, whom without I would have never had the courage and insight to go on with my writing.

With much love, thank you. 

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Click, click, click. The noise her stiletto high heels made as she walked down the hall. I've seen this woman before. She haunts me in my dreams. Around every corner, behind every door. She defines beauty. Her soft auburn curls bouncing with every step. I want to call out to her. I want to see her face. I want to look into her evergreen eyes. I start to follow her without noticing keeping a steady pace. She walks into a pitch black alley I pause then pursue after her. I yell for her. I need to know her name. Suddenly I am up against a cold brick walk. Warm soft lips are pressing against mine. Something is whispered in my ear but I'm too caught in the moment to care. My heart is racing, pounding so loud its sounds as if in my head. My hands are tangled in her hair, it's softer than what I could have imagined. 

I'm panting trying to keep my breath. I'm lost in the moment. She stops kissing me. I need to know her name. I try to speak before I can I'm being led away further down the alley. I can't see anything. Her hands are warm and as soft as silk. She leads me through a door I can hear some sort of techno music playing. It's loud and I feel the bass through the floor. There are black lights lining the floor and ceiling with glow paint all over the walls. 

As she leads me down the hall I see people making out against the walls and others are being led around on leashes. I ask her where we are, she turns to me pressing a finger to her deep red lips. We walk through a massive crowd most are dancing others having sex. We make it to a room there is a bed with all sorts of restraints and chains on it. At the foot of the bed is a black trunk. With what I have seen so far I could only imagine what it holds.

I'm not a virgin but haven't had a lot of experience either in 22 years. I was never very popular and I was even less popular when I admitted that I'm a lesbian. She walked me to the edge of the bed before kissing me then shoving me on to the bed stripping me revealing my full breasts. The air in the room is cold making my nipples instantly hard. 

¬¬¬¬Once I am fully exposed, she shoves me onto the bed strapping me in with my arms above my head, legs spread. I'm aroused by the restraints and the atmosphere. As soon as she finishes with the last restraint she starts digging around in the trunk pulling out a glowing ball gag. 

She kisses my lips once before putting the gag on. I can feel my temperature rise along with my pulse. I can feel myself getting wet. She starts to caress my breast slowly circling my nipples but never touching them. I'm aching for her to touch them and be rough with me. Not just my nipples but every inch. Moaning is nearly impossible. 

As I'm lost in the torment there is a sudden hard slap against my right breast. The sudden pain sends a few tears down my cheek. I can feel the slight burn. Before I can get use to the pain the is another hard slap on the left breast, then another, and another. I have tears gushing down my face. I'm so turned on by the pain. She starts kissing the welts. She starts licking my nipples and gently biting and pulling at them. I am dripping wet. I want her to abuse me more. I want to be her slave.

The experience is nothing I would have imagined for myself. Before I know it she stops once again, I want to beg her not to stop. She is once more in the trunk, I can't tell what she is grabbing. Something small, shiny, on a chain. She pulls out a few more items but keeps them completely hidden. I'm suddenly being blind folded. 

There is pain in my nipples. Clamps, I feel the chain resting across my chest. She yanks hard on the chain, making me moan loud. She repeats this for a few more moments. There is a soft whirring sound. I know what it is. I want to feel it. I'm trying to resist the urge to move towards the sound. She sees this giving off a low chuckle. 

"Do you want this little girl?" She traces my thighs with the tip of the vibrator. I nod my head wildly. Oh how I wish she would ungag me. "Well to bad." She takes the blindfold off. "You have to wait." There is another woman standing next to the bed. Short black pixy hair cut, with dark eyes. She is also gagged, hands bound behind her back. She climbs over me in the bed. 

"This is Lila, she likes being watched and that's just what you're going to do." She is sitting on her knees legs spread. Her hands are unbound and she is handed the toy. She is dripping wet. She starts to fuck herself slowly at first then fast and violently. "Don't you dare come." As she gets a hard slap on her breast.

Lila slowed down dramatically, she was so close to orgasming. She lowered her body over mine. I could feel the vibrations in her thighs. Occasionally she would brush my clit my the slightest touch. I watched every inch of her, wanting, needing her to touch me. Sweat runs down her chest, at that moment I notice just how beautiful she is. I hadn't even notice that there where a few men and a woman or two lingering in the room. Lila notices this too letting out a loud moan with large eyes. She is ungaged. "Please? Please Mistress?" The mistress smirks, "Just a few more moments. Entertain your audience." She said in the seductive voice of hers. Gabbing at the chains on my nipples giving them a hard yank. 

"You want to be pleased don't you little slut? Isn't this just pure torture?" I look her in the eyes, focusing on the pain. Looking back at Lila seeing her whole body spasm, her juices running down her hands onto my body. She is panting, waiting for her next demand. She has a sweet smell almost a honey smell. Mistress looks around the room. "Do you think our little slave pet is ready to be pleased?" Some nodded, others smiling, Lila smiling too. "Ungag her now!" Lila leans over taking my gag off handing it off. 

"You're going to love this." She mutters returning to her previous position. I am being kissed all over, being touched in all the right spots. I let out a few moans each one louder than the prior one before. I watch as the mistress strips down to nothing but her heels and stockings. With a snap of her fingers the kissing stops and Lila gets of the bed with once final kiss along my thigh. 

The mistress climbs onto the bed standing over my face, facing the group. "You're going to eat me out. I saw how you watched Lila." She said squatting driving herself into my face. It took me no time to make her come. Licking her clean. I was wet and I hadn't even been touched yet. I knew what was in store for me. I longed for it. Mistress climbed off of my face, having Lila once more over me. "Return the pleasure." 

Lila drives her face into me. The first touch almost sends me over the edge. I ignored it trying to last as long as possible. I moaned to the point of a scream letting my body spasm much like Lila's did. Never before had I experienced anything like this. I open my eyes remembering the room full. It was pure ecstasy I loved feeling all the eyes on me. It only made me want more and more. I wanted more, I felt as if I would never get enough. This was a full body high. I wanted to be free from the restraints. 

I wanted to taste the mistress's juice again. I was their slave to do what ever they wanted. The was suddenly sharp stinging spots all over my body. I was being whipped. I was struggling to move, not to scream out. The pain bringing me closer and closer to coming. I am drenched in sweat, gasping for breath, once again I open my eyes to realize it was all just a dream.



Just A Dream



I was so tired. I had a rough long day. Kids, people, pets, you name it got on my nerves. I took a relaxing hot shower and instead of getting dressed, I lay on the couch in a t shirt and my towel. Lying there on the couch with my eyes shut listening to the soothing sounds coming from my stereo I drifted off to sleep. I don't know how you got here but you were suddenly right here. I could feel your presence as you came into the room. I heard the floor squeak ever so quietly as you crept near the couch. I felt the couch give as you sat down gently beside me. I buried my face into the pillow not wanting to wake up and have this be just a dream. I sighed and brought one knee up to the back of the couch and stretched my other leg out under me. I could feel you tugging the towel off me and I heard you catch your breath when you realized what I wore, or wasn't wearing. 

I could feel your presence in the air. I could smell you. I wanted you to come closer, but yet you just sat there looking at me. I could feel you lean down then, closer to me and breathe in the scent of my freshly washed hair. I felt your breath on the back of my neck and I suppressed a shiver. How did you know the one spot to breathe on that would make me come unglued? 

A hand followed, I could feel it gently tracing the outline of my body over my shirt. One finger, maybe two, I couldn't tell. Touching hard enough to give me goose bumps but not enough to wake me. But I wasn't asleep. I was desperately trying to not fully wake up and ruin the dream. Aching to be near you for so long, wanting you so badly for so long, I would take you even if it was just a dream. 

I could hear your breath get lighter now, as you ran your fingers over my back and up under my shirt. My shirt lifted as high as you could get it and I felt you lean in closer. A hot tongue touched my back then and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I gasped as it was replaced by cool blowing. You made my pussy so wet. I groaned in a half asleep daze. My shoulder was your next target as you licked and then blew, grazing me slightly with your teeth. A hand traveled over my hips on my naked skin. It took everything I had to not shove my ass up in your face as I tried to lie still. Still roving over my hips I could feel you squeezing me then rubbing again as you continued on. On to the spot I was silently begging you to get to. 

As your hand reached lower I involuntarily shifted position slightly and moved my leg farther. I wanted nothing to keep you from where you were going with that hand. As you cupped your hand under me, I couldn't help but raise my hips slightly to allow you room. I felt you move to kneel behind me as you leaned over me still licking and biting my neck and shoulder. Your hand was horribly still under me. I was dying for you to touch me, to see how wet you made me and yet you didn't move. You kept up the torture on the back of my neck with your mouth and teased me with your unmoving hand. 

Slowly, ever so slowly you begin to move your hand. I couldn't decide if you not moving, it or you moving it this slow was worse. I let out a barely audible moan as you begin to dip your fingers in between my hot lips. How I ached for you to fuck me with your hand but yet I dared not wake and stop this wonderful dream. 

As you worked your fingers in me, you realized now the full affect you had on me. I was dripping for you. Your fingers pried and teased. I couldn't raise my hips enough to make you slide them in any farther. I was silently begging you, but I'm sure even if I had said it out loud, you wouldn't have hurried. Circling with your fingers and barely dipping into me you kept up this cruel and wonderful thing. Just as you plunged your fingers into me, I came. The slow teasing, you biting my neck and the weight of you all around me brought me over the edge. 

I fucked your hand into the couch, digging my fingers into the pillow, trying not to cry out. And suddenly you stopped, pulling away. You were gone just like that. I raised my head slowly to see where you went. My cunt was throbbing and the only thing I could think of was you slamming your cock into me. Dazed, I sat up looking for you still. You weren't here at all. I realized it was, after all just a dream. Running a hand down to my hot wet cunt, I smiled as I circled my sensitive clit. 

My body was aching for you to touch it again. I needed to feel your dick deep in my pussy. I moaned, imagining what it would be like to feel you in me. Unbelievable that this dream had me so worked up. I could still feel your hands on my body, your mouth on my skin. On the verge of having another orgasm just thinking about what you would be like, I lay back down...and tried to go back to sleep. I just hope that when I go back to sleep, you'll come back.



Just a Dream



Synopsis: A girl gets arrested for lying on her resume and is sent to a female prison where she gets punished in a different way than she thought.

Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing Erotica. This means that the material in this story may or may not be idiotic, or humanly possible. I just let my imagination write this story. However, because of the adult material that is present in the story, I am forced to write the following warning...

This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual acts, including masturbation, lesbianism, and some non-consensual acts. If such material offends you, or if you are under the age of consent, do not read any further. All characters herein are 18 or over, and are not meant to resemble anyone living, dead, or fictitious. 

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My head was foggy. I couldn't think straight.

I remember bits and pieces of last night. Going to the bathroom, sitting down. I swear I had to pee, but I don't remember anything coming out. Maybe it was coming out the other hole?

All I know is, being a girl is hard. Our minds force us to be proper. Our emotions change at the drop of a hat. And there's that other thing... that once-a-month pain-in-the-ass that every girl goes through that some guys pretend to ignore.

That's why I don't go for guys. I remember lessons throughout high school and my first year in college about STD's and other diseases caused from guys. Ewww!!! I feel like puking just thinking about it. Sometimes, at night, I would remember right before I went to sleep the fun that my girlfriend and I had while we were dating. We were together for my entire College Freshman year. We still talk to each other sometimes, but not that often.

The reason my girlfriend and I don't keep in touch too often is because she is still in college as a sophomore, but I got accepted at a law firm. Apparently, all you need to do to get away with lying on your resume is just to word it correctly. However, that's another story.

Like I said before, being a girl is hard. Especially when you drink an entire bottle of alcohol the size of your forearm and attempt to still function correctly. I remember walking over to my bed, a queen size with red satin pillows and a big and very fluffy blanket. I doubt I covered up with the blanket.

Right now, I think I am having a dream.

I am in my living room, sitting on my couch. I guess I still live in the duplex on Main, down the turnpike a block. My girlfriend, Brenda, is sitting next to me. We are both watching Law & Order. She turns towards me with a hesitant look on her face. I look back into her gorgeous blue eyes, seeing her almost-pale face framed in her bleach-blonde hair.

"Hey, um... Hey Christy?" she says.

"Yeah, Brenda? What's up?" I ask.

"Maybe it's not a good time, but I'm feeling... a little heated right now. I'll be upstairs relieving this feeling." She stands up, stretches, and walks upstairs.

I understood what she meant. The word 'heated' when used like that means 'horny.' She obviously went upstairs because she wanted to masturbate. I paid little attention until Law & Order was over. I started flipping through the channels to see if something else was on, but in the split-second when the channels were changing, I heard a loud moan coming from upstairs. I tried to ignore it, and I didn't hear it the rest of the time I was looking for something to watch, but after a while it got to me. There was a beautiful girl upstairs, naked, working her pussy with anything she can find until she brings herself to the peak of pleasure.

I had to join her.

My fingers wiggle a bit as they drag across the buttons on the remote to click the TV off. When the screen blinks, then goes black, I sigh and set the remote next to me on the couch. I reach my hands down for leverage, then push myself off the couch, standing up a bit too quickly. I almost stumble forward, then I become a bit dizzy. The feeling passes after a second or two.

I walk around the couch and start to climb the stairs up to the second floor, where Brenda is bringing herself off. I walk through the upstairs hallway, passing the upper bathroom on my right. The door's closed, and I keep walking, noticing the door at the end of the hall, the door to our bedroom, is slightly ajar. I walk over to it slowly, the moans that I heard before are now returning to my ears, louder. I reach the almost-closed door, pushing it open ever so slightly, before I witness the most amazing sight a girl like me could ever see.

Brenda, hot and sexy Brenda, was laying down in bed spread-eagled with a vibrator hanging out of her pussy. Her fingers were pinching and rubbing her nipples, her head flipping side-to-side, getting close to the verge of climax. Almost on autopilot, my right hand drops inside the skirt I was wearing, working its way inside my panties. My fingers start to work furiously at my clitty as my left hand works at my rapidly-hardening nipples. My eyes refuse to look away from the sight before me. It just turns me on so much, watching her without her knowledge of my presence.

But, finally, I couldn't stay quiet anymore.

I gasped not only at Brenda getting herself off, but also from my own ministrations. Brenda's eyes opened almost immediately, but her face had more of a look of satisfaction than shock. I stop rubbing my clit and nipples, pull my hands out from my T-shirt and skirt, then I walk over to the bed, taking off my clothes with every step. Brenda is now removing the vibrator from the glistening folds of her sex. I put my right hand on the bed, my left hand grabs the vibrator as the last inch is removed from Brenda's pussy. I turn the vibrator off.

I lift the vibrator to my face, inhaling the sensuous aroma before wrapping my lips around the tip. I slide my tongue all around the tip, sliding the vibrator farther inside my mouth. I pull it from my mouth, soaked in my saliva, then Brenda sits up and grabs it from my hand with her right hand. She wraps her left arm around my waist and pulls me so that I drop onto the bed, laying across her legs. I yelp at the speed and force, I laugh at the thrill and excitement.

I can feel Brenda grab my legs and pull me so that my pussy hovers directly over her mouth. I hear her turn the vibrator back on, the low humming sound instantly flooding through my ears, before I feel it slide inside my pussy. My clit is now being savagely attacked by Brenda's tongue. The combination of tongue and buzzing on my vaginal lips makes me moan quite loudly. I open my eyes and my mind gets pulled out of the clouds just long enough to see the shining pussy lips just under my head. I tilt my face down and drop my head into her pussy, instantly going to work on Brenda's nether lips.

We are going at it 69 style, and I am loving it. I slip my hands under Brenda and grab her ass, pulling her pussy even further into my face. My tongue lashes out into the depths of Brenda's sexy pussy, her juices are smearing all over my face. I can feel incredible pleasure wash over me as I eat her out, I am nearing orgasm. I stop licking soon as the feeling floods through my body, I cry out.

"I... I... I'm cu... cumm... ing!"

I surf wave after wave of orgasm, my body quakes with lust.

I open my eyes. It was just a dream. But I know it felt so real. My head feels much better, the effects of the alcohol must have worn off. I sit up and instantly feel the sheets are wet along with the blanket on top of me.

I guess I did cover up with the blanket after all.

My hand grabs the edge of the blanket and I throw it off of me. I guess I went to bed wearing nothing but a white lace bra. Inbetween my legs are soaked with my own juices. I look over at the alarm clock.

3:27 a.m.

Well, there's no use trying to stay up , so I'll just have to go back to bed or something. I remove my bra, since a bra will do me no good if I have another dream like that again. My tits spring out instantly, my nipples hard as diamonds. My breasts are quite big, being D-cups, but what bothers me is the fact that they might even be filling in to be even bigger in a few months. I lightly touch the hard spikes at the tip of my breasts with my right hand, my left hands drops towards my pussy.

The second my finger starts rubbing my clit, I explode in an instant orgasm. My body rumbles in passion as every nerve ending in my body is stimulated and sent out of control. I moan a deep, breathy moan and my fingers continue to gently pinch my nipples. The orgasm fades after a moment, and my head drops back onto the pillow. My eyes close and it's not long before I'm having another dream.

I guess this time I'm looking in the fridge for something. I reach deep inside to find that my hand grabs onto nothing. I suddenly get shoved to the side by Brenda, who reaches in the fridge for me saying something like "Here, I'll get it." I stand up and see Brenda pull out a bottle of chocolate syrup. That's when I realized we are both naked. I look around, feeling as if I don't know where I am. Yet, the second I look back at Brenda, I know exactly where I am.

My old apartment.

I look around quickly to find the counter. I walk over to it, lay my hands on the edge, push my body off the ground, and end up sitting on the counter. A marble counter. Brenda finally stops rummaging through the fridge and stands back up. I notice that she also has a spray can of whipped cream. She walks over to me and I lay down spread-eagled. It is at this moment that I have absolutely no control over my body.

I see Brenda crawl over me on the counter and we lock lips, embracing one another in a very heated exchange of saliva. Our tongues are sliding in and out of each other's mouths like they were boxing. Brenda breaks contact, then kneels over me, her delicious pussy is wet and smearing juices on my lower tummy. Brenda takes the bottle of chocolate syrup and pours a liberal amount onto my breasts and right next to her pussy on my stomach. She then turns around, flipping her leg over my body, and pours some on my pussy.

After she does this, she slides backwards a bit, using her ass to smear the chocolate all over my stomach. She then slides back more, rubbing my nipples with her asscheeks before stopping right above my face. Somehow, my body is still running on autopilot. My head tilts up and I start licking away at Brenda's oh-so-delicious pussy. My hands reach up and start kneading the chocolate into Brenda's ass. I can hear Brenda moan, then I feel Brenda's tongue on my pussy. I don't know if she's trying to clean the chocolate mess, or if she wants to return the favor that I'm giving her, but it feels sooo good.

After my orgasm subsided when Brenda finished cleaning my chocolate-covered pussy, Brenda flips her leg over me again, turning around for the second time. She grabs the whipped cream can and sprays two swirls on top of my breasts. She also sprays a line down my stomach and on her own tits, covering her nipples in the white, fluffy substance. My hands move up on their own and grab a double handful of her breasts, rubbing in the whipped cream as my fingers glide over her nipples.

Brenda bends down while I'm playing with her tits and she starts licking the whipped cream off of my own. I can't help but moan again as I play with her big, whipped cream-coated boobs. Even with nothing happening to my pussy, I can feel an orgasm coming fast. Soon, I feel Brenda's fingers had found their way back to my pussy and are now rubbing my clit in rapid circles. I pass by the point of no return and feel a vibration travel from my toes to my head and back again. My pussy seems to shiver, and my body can't help but roll slightly to each side as the tidal wave of passion floods through my body.

I lay flat on the counter as I realize that I just had two climaxes in a row without Brenda having even a single one. I use my cream-covered hands and throw them around Brenda's waist, quickly realizing that I have regained control over my body, and I flip us both over so Brenda is under me. I drop my head to lick up the last of the whipped cream smeared across her breasts, then I kneel over her stomach the same way she did with me. I look down to see the line of whipped cream still down my own stomach.

I reach behind me with my right hand and shove two fingers into Brenda's pussy, then I use my left hand to reach up and start playing with Brenda's breasts. She takes two fingers and glides them down my stomach and collects quite a lot of the whipped cream, except for a thin trail down both sides. She then brings her fingers to her mouth and licks off the cream. She takes both of her hands and glides her palms up the two trails, ending their trip at my tits. She grabs and starts gently squeezing and rubbing them.

I stop playing with Brenda's nipples and reach my left hand up to grab the back of Brenda's hand, encouraging her to play with my nipples more. I speed up my thrusts inside her pussy, feeling it clamp around my fingers quite nicely. I hear her moan and I look down into her eyes. That spark of love that we had the first time we met was reignited as we gazed into each other's eyes. Brenda suddenly closes her eyes and opens her mouth wide, letting out the most beautiful scream as her orgasm explodes inside her body.

I wake up to find out I am rubbing my own pussy.

I keep going until I bring myself to climax. The second I can open my eyes, I look over at the alarm clock on the nightstand by my bed.

It's noon.

I sit up and flip the blankets off my body and can't believe how much of my sexual juices had soaked into the blankets. I throw them at the end of the bed, letting them fall on the floor making a faint splashing sound. I get up and go downstairs into the kitchen to make myself some coffee. I suddenly hear a loud knock on the door and I walk over to answer it.

I am still naked.

I open the door to find two police officers at my front door. Once the fact that I'm naked registers in their heads, they resume their serious faces and speak to me in a forceful tone of voice.

"Ma'am, it has been proven that you have falsified information on your resume. You are under arrest," is what I am told.

I told them I'll go quietly and I walked over to their squad car. They suggest that I put some clothes on first, but I tell them I'll be fine. I can tell that they would rather fuck me than take me to jail and have to show me to the others in the station before I get thrown behind bars. I open the back door and get inside. They walk over to the car and get in both front doors.

The ignition is revved up. The car is started.

As we are driving down the road, I can't help but remember both of my amazing dreams. I get wet inside my pussy lips, and I must rub my fingers between them to ease the feeling. Very soon, it turns into a full-blown masturbation session and the entire inside of the squad car smells of my pussy. My head is foggy, but I can still see the officers up front thinking hard and discussing ideas. Between moans, I try to speak to them.

"You... you know... guys... you can... fu... fuck... me... if you want."

They almost instantly pull the squad car over. Luckily, we had been driving on the open country road, so there's rarely any people around here. I see them up front stripping off both of their uniforms. Afterwards, they open the doors and jump in the back. When they shut, the first one kneels by the driver's side window, the other one sits down next to the other window. The kneeling one fucks my pussy while I suck on the other one's thick 7 1\2" shaft. The head of his dick reaches just down my throat and stretches it just a bit while I'm getting my brain fucked out by the one behind me. He must take pills or something, because his dick reaches farther than most of the dildos I've used.

Fingers from one of them begin to rub my clit between my dripping wet pussy lips. I cry out for more and I get it. Suddenly I feel something get shoved up my ass. I soon find out that it is the nightstick of the man behind me. He had lubricated it using my own flooding pussy and is now pulling it out of my ass. He shoves it back in again, and the dick accidentally falls from my mouth during my sudden intake of breath. I try to wrap my fingers around the man's dick with my left hand and I position my head under it, allowing me to lick all over his hairy scrotum. When I wrapped my fingers around the man's thick penis, they didn't touch each other.

I slide my hand up and down his thick cock while I lick his balls, and soon he explodes in my hand, his creamy jizz shooting far behind me, landing on my back. As the power of the shots weaken, it gets all in my hair and finally trickles down my face. I then feel the cum shoot out of the man's cock behind me, shooting deep into my womb. I sway my hips side-to-side, letting his balls empty completely into my pussy.

The man in front of me slips his arms under my arms and grabs my tits, kneading them back and forth while the one behind me raises my pussy to his mouth, licking his cum and my juices from my excited sex. I moan as the nightstick is still pumping in and out of my ass, and soon I reach another climactic peak. My orgasm was so powerful, I could literally feel the muscles in my twat flexing, and I knew I squirted a little bit of my own cum onto his face.

I turn around and lick my cum from his face, then wrap my hands around his head. I give him the hottest kiss ever, like a porn star, causing him to quickly regain his erection. I look down to see the giant purple head on his monstrous 10" cock. I tell him to jump in the front seat, not to worry because there's no one around to see him naked. Once he opens the door, I crawl up to the guard between the front and back seats. When he gets back in front and sees me through the holes, I ask him if there's a way to remove the guard completely.

He says there is, and after a few seconds, the guard is removed and set by the dashboard. I crawl inbetween the seats and lay on my back, my head resting on the armrest of the two seats in front. I grab my tits and rub them a while before telling him something he probably didn't expect.

"Hey officer, why don't you fuck my tits before your friend can take full advantage of me with his giant stick of meat. If you don't, I just might die."

He instantly straddled my face and started sliding his cock in and out of the crevice between my breasts. I tilt my face up and lightly lick his asshole. I can feel the man in back rub my clit while he fucks my pussy. I wrap my legs around the man's waist, feeling his big, thick cock pump in and out of my twat, stretching my inner walls farther than ever before. I scream in passion, I feel the guy's testicles above me slap me in my chin repeatedly.

I become unstable for a quick moment and wrap my arms around the two legs above me. In doing this, I cause the man to drop onto me, his asshole now touching my face. Ewww, gross! Even worse, he continues fucking my tits, his asshole rubbing up and down my entire face. I soon feel a special place in my body become stimulated, and it feels so good that I didn't care about he asshole rubbing against my nose and lips.

Some girls say the G-Spot isn't real. Some girls know what it is, but they don't know where theirs is. Other girls know what and where it should be, but they don't even have one to begin with.

I, however, know that right now, the man fucking me is driving his dick right at my G-Spot. I have never before found or stimulated my G-Spot before, but I know that the feelings I am feeling now are the best sexual feelings I have ever had in my life. I scream louder this time, I can feel the man above me shoot his load all over my stomach, I can feel sperm like a cannon inside my pussy. I can feel my pussy walls fluctuating as I shake and flip in my own orgasm.




Just a Dream



I never before believed of mutual climaxes either. I know they have them in porno's, but I have always believed they were fake. But I believe in them now.

The man above me flips his leg over my head and sits down in the driver's seat. I tilt my head up so I can see, noticing the man by my pussy has his stomach covered in strange, gooey, sticky liquid. I knew that my pussy was the cause of it. I flip my arm over the seat, sliding it under me, I push myself up into a leaning position. I feel the sperm on my stomach falling lower. I use my other hand to scoop some of the sperm on my chest up towards my breasts, I rub the sperm like a lotion into my breasts and the area around them. The man pulls his dick out of my pussy and sits down in the backseats.

I finish rubbing the cum into my tits, then I get in the backseat with him. I lean over and lick my cum from his stomach. He tilts his body so that his wet, softening dick rubs against my face. I bet he wants me to suck it back to full hardness. I clean up his stomach, then I lean up and wave a finger at him. The man in front turns around and says the most mature thing I've ever heard a police officer say.

"Hey, we better deliver her and get back to the station if we don't want Larry to kill us."

The other officer pouts, then agrees. They both grab their uniforms from the place where they threw them and slid them on. I instantly noticed the golden nametags placed over their hearts.

Mills, the man who earlier fucked my tits, and Palmer, who I shot pussy-juices onto his stomach.

Palmer opens the back door and steps out of the squad car. He opens he passenger-side door and leans in to replace the guard, then fully gets into the car. I lean back and get comfortable, because it's going to be a looooong ride to jail.

After what felt like days I look out the window of the car and see a gigantic building made of nothing but bricks and steel. I see a big sign hanging from above what could be a garage saying three words that stood out to me.

Women's Correctional Facility.

My stomach cringes as I realize the trouble I've gotten myself into. We pull in front of the door and the car stops. Mills pulled out the key and opened his door. Palmer opens his passenger door and they both step out in unison. Mills walks towards the back door and opens it up, instantly handcuffing me before I can even step out of the car. He yanks on the chain connecting the cuffs and drags me out of the car.

As my foot touches the ground and my body becomes upright, cum starts dripping nonstop from my pussy. Caused from two men having sex with me, that's no surprise that it is now leaking and traveling down my legs towards the ground. I am forcefully pulled by Mills with Palmer behind him. I doubt that either know of my problem. When we reach the door, Palmer walks in front of us and opens the door, pushing me into the building as I pass him.

Soon we get to the desk where they admit the captives into the jail. They go fast, too. I swear all I did was blink and I was being thrown into my cell. Luckily it was a women's prison, or I would be getting raped right about now. I sit down on the wooden bench in the cell and look around, trying to figure out why I got into this mess. It's a pretty basic cell. Wooden bench, bunk bed, a toilet in a space wide open for everyone to see. I look over in the corner and notice something I didn't before.

Another woman in the cell.

She was blonde, like Brenda. Slim, with C-cup breasts, and it looked like she had a slight muscle build on her. She was also naked. She walks over to me and speaks to me with the voice of a porn star.

"Hey, you got a little something on my bench."

I look down and notice that cum is still dripping out of my pussy all over the wooden bench, soaking in. I apologize to her for getting her bench wet and she tells me something I would have thought unbelievable given the situation.

"I don't want your apology, Pussy. Either you clean it up or I make you clean it up."

I couldn't even give her my answer because she immediately grabbed the hair on the top of my head, pulled me from the bench, flipped me around, bent me over, and threw my head at the wet spot.

"Now lick it up, Pussy."

I knew that if I wanted to stay alive, I better obey... for now, at least. I open my mouth and start licking up the cum that had gotten on the bench. My body had been forcefully tugged into doggy-style and it was too late before I found out the real reason why.

I feel a tongue lashing at my pussy like a thirsty desert traveler. I moan and then feel her finger diddling my clit back to being as hard as it was in the squad car. I moan and grab my tits, squeezing my nipples and feeling the tongue behind me reach deep into my pussy to scoop out any juices that were inside me. I drop my head again and continue licking up the cum on the bench.

Soon I am finished. I actually don't know how much time has passed because I was lost in the feelings of the woman behind me eating me out and finger-fucking me until I came all over her face and fingers. I try and lean back into an upright position like before, but I feel a hand on the back of my head. She pushes my head back onto the bench, almost smashing my nose against the edge of it.

"I'm not done with you yet, Pussy," she tells me.

She releases my head and stands up. I blink twice before I see her take a seat in front of me on the bench. I see her pussy wet and dripping small drops onto where I just cleaned up.

"Eat me out, Pussy," she says.

Why does she keep calling me Pussy?

I know, however, that I must do it anyway if I want to stay alive. I lean forward and open my mouth, wrapping my lips around her nether lips. I suck inward strongly so that her juices go into my mouth. She moans and grabs the back of my head again, shoving me even farther into her pussy. I reach my tongue as far into her pussy as it would stretch, then I scoop some of her juices out of her pussy and into my mouth, swallowing instantly. I reach my tongue back into her pussy and start licking her out as fast as I can.

I hear her moan, but since my face is buried in her muff, I can't see anything. I stop momentarily to lick her clit, just for a change of pace, and as soon as I do, she bucks her hips into my face. For a second, I was unable to breathe. I reach my hands up and grab two heaping handfuls of her tits, kneading them like two loaves of bread. I begin focusing on her clit, and nothing else. I lick circles around her clit, then up and down. She bucks her hips into my face again, my face is now completely soaked in her fluids.

Her orgasm comes fast and powerful. I have to hold my breath to keep from sucking in any of her juices because my face has yet again been forced into her pussy. It seems to take forever for her to calm down from her orgasm, but soon enough she does. She leans back and releases my head, allowing me to back away and sit on the botom bunk of the bed. I lay down and look over at her. She tells me the nicest thing I'll probably ever hear her say.

"That was the best orgasm I've ever had in my life. You're not that bad, Pussy."

I lose my sense of right and wrong for a second and my question blurts out of my mouth without me controlling it.

"Why do you keep calling me Pussy?" I ask her.

"Because that's all you'll ever be to me," she says.

Good enough answer. I close my eyes and try to get some more sleep.

"Shower time ladies!"

I am woken up by the officer, whoever said those words, but then I am yanked to my feet by the other girl in my cell.

"Come on, Pussy, time for you to meet the rest of the gang."

I rub my eyes and walk forward. My mind has not yet deciphered the meaning of the word 'shower.' The cell door is opened and I am pulled by he girl down a few hallways before I am thrown into a big room with white tiles everywhere. I can see about ten other girls naked all standing around me and I hear that one girl speak to them.

"This is my cellmate, girls. Her name is Pussy, and she can lick your twat like no other. Use her however you want, because she's going to be here a while."

I hear some chatting amongst the girls before I am brutally tugged under a hose or something. I suddenly feel a freezing-cold torrent of water spraying down on me. I am fully awake now, and I realize just what I am now supposed to do. I see a beautiful brunette chick walk towards me, beside her is another brunette, slightly fatter but still sexy. They grab my arms.

"I hear you are the best pussy-licker in the entire prison. That's good, because she wants a piece of this action," the fatter one says.

They force me to the ground and the skinny one kneels on the ground, spreads her legs, and straddles my face. Her pussy hovers over my mouth. I start licking her out, but then I feel two other girls sit on my hands, pinning them to the ground. I know exactly what they want me to do.

Will I be doing nothing but pleasuring women in this place?

I start finger-fucking the girls on my hands, and I let loose everything I've learned about licking pussy on the girl above me. I use both my thumbs to rub the clits of the women sitting on my hands while I repeatedly pump my fingers in and out of their pussies. I feel my arms being grabbed hard by the girls above them, leaving imprints on my arms. I use my tongue to trace circles around the clit above me and she bucks her hips, rubbing her pussy all over my face.

A tongue going to work on my pussy surprises me, but I enjoy it and continue giving these women the ride of their lives. While I pleasure the women who are pinning me down, I spread my legs apart and pull my feet inward so the tongue can reach deeper into my snatch. I try to use my tongue to gather as much juice as I can from the pussy on my face, but it seems that just so much of her juices are dripping down my cheeks and not in my mouth.

I do the same to this woman as I did to the one in the cell. I wrap my lips around her pussy lips and I suck inward like a vacuum. I keep sucking, possibly causing her inner walls to contract by the pressure, until I feel her juices go into my mouth so I can swallow them.

I guess it was too much for her, though.

She begins shaking above me and I am afraid that she will collapse on top of my face. I know she is having her orgasm. I pull my face away from her pussy and my eyes stare up at her. She grabs her tits and squeezes hard before she rubs her pussy back and forth along my face again. I decide that she isn't finished yet and I bury my face in her pussy again, driving her into her second orgasm even faster than her first.

She does collapse on me. I'm glad of it. She presses her pussy onto my mouth, then she almost falls forward, catching herself on the tile floor. All I can see now is her bush, trimmed into a thin line. I lick her clit one more time, causing her to jiggle for a moment and she rolls off of me. I look down and see the two women on my hands having their orgasms from my own doing. They wiggle and vibrate on top of my hands, squirting their juices all over my fingers. I look down further and notice the top of a blonde head licking my pussy with passion I have never seen before.

It's the same girl from the cell.

It suddenly hits me that my pussy is being pleasured better than ever and I moan loudly. My moan causes the two girls on my hands to moan and they have to whip their hands beneath them to keep from toppling over. Once those girls get off of me, I ask the blonde what her name is.

Well, inbetween moans.

"Hey, might I get your name?" I say.

She lifts her head from my pussy to speak.

"What's it to you, Pussy?" she answers.

"I never got your name," I tell her.

"And you never will get my name," she says.

"Why not?" I ask.

"Why don't you stop talking, Pussy, if you know what's good for you," she replies.

"Look, I just wanted to know your name, since we're gonna be in the same cell together until one of us is released," I say.

"That's it, Pussy, now you're gonna get it," she warns me.

She shoves two fingers up my ass, pumping them in and out quickly. I start shaking as an orgasm sweeps over my body. She keeps pumping as I am squirting pussy juice all over her. Her head dives back into my pussy and she eats me out faster and faster by the second. My orgasm gets out of control, I grab her head and try to tug it away. My pussy lips are sensitive now, this is starting to hurt a lot. The more I try to push her away from my vagina, the harder she pushes into it. I scream out in a mix of passion and pain.

"STOP! PLEASE STOP! I'LL DO ANYTHING IF YOU'D JUST STOP IT PLEASE!!!"

She lifts her head from my pussy and stops pumping her fingers in and out of my ass.

"Anything?" she asks me back.

Tears form in my eyes and start running down my face.

"Yes, just please stop," I cry out to her.

"Okay," she says, then she stands up.

She walks over to a blonde and holds her hand. She tugs her gently and guides her over to where I lay.

"This is Victoria. She has been having some trouble opening up to the idea of getting her pussy licked by a woman and licking a woman's pussy herself. Set her straight for us, will you?" she tells me.

I guess I have no other choice. I sit up and she sits down next to me. She looks over at me with a look of pure innocence. I don't want to make her into a lesbian, but I am afraid of what might happen to me if I don't. I lean over and notice her shiver just a bit. I know this is wrong, but again, I am afraid.

I lean farther towards her and plant a kiss on her cheek.

"Now that wasn't that bad, was it?" I ask her.

"I guess not," she replies.

I try to take it further and kiss her right on the lips. I pull away for a moment to ask her if she is still okay with it. She nods her head, and I go back to kissing her on the lips. I know I will have to take it slow with her and I will also need patience. While I am kissing her, I gradually snake my tongue into her mouth. Her lips shut instantly, and I know I have crossed a line. I pull away from her face again.

"What's wrong, Victoria?" I ask.

"I just don't know if I can do this. I mean, I've never done anything like this before. I'm still a virgin," she tells me.

Wierd. She looks like she's about 21 years old and she's still a virgin.

"It's okay. No one's here to hurt you. It's just sex, baby. Take it from me, once you get into it, you'll be glad you did it, no matter who you're with," I say to reassure her.

"I guess you're right," she says.

"I am right. Now, do you trust me enough to let me show you how good it is to do this?" I ask.

She nods nervously and I go back to kissing her. I try again to slide my tongue in her mouth, and this time she gladly accepts it. I put my hands on her shoulders and gently lay her on the ground. I let go of her shoulders, and place my hands over her breasts. I slowly knead them in circles, hearing her moan lightly. I glance down at her pussy and I see a bit of wetness.

"Do you think you can trust me to bring you to orgasm?" I ask her.

She nods again and I let go of her breasts, dragging my hands down to her stomach, then her sides, then sliding my hands up her sides. My hands slide under her arms, causing them glide across the floor and raise above her head. Once her arms are above her head, I lightly grab her wrists and pin them to the ground. I drop my head so I can kiss and lick her nipples, then I release my grip and trail my hands down her body.

My kisses lead down her breasts, down her stomach, and finally right under her bush. As I am kissing her pussy lips, I hear her moan again, louder. My hands are busy kneading her breasts again and I take one long lick from the bottom of her nether lips to the top, causing her to buck her hips into my face. I let my tongue venture deeper into her sex, just catching her clit. She bucks her hips into my face again.

I take it all the way. I lash at her clit with my tongue and pump two fingers in and out of her pussy. She wiggles and grabs my head, moaning and screaming on the ground.

I brought her to her first real orgasm.

After she comes down from it and settles, I lean up to her face and kiss her on her lips again, letting her taste her own juices. She takes the lead this time and shoves her tongue in my mouth, trying to get all of her juices out of my mouth and into hers. She grabs my head, not leting me get away. I have to grab a handful of her hair and yank hard in order to get her off of my face. I am gasping for oxygen. She starts crying.

"Thank you! Thank you for giving me that pleasure," she says as she leans in for a hug.

"No problem. Anytime," I tell her as I return the hug.

"Thank you for helping me face my fear. I don't even know why I was unsure of it to begin with," she tells me.

"It's okay. Now there's one more thing I want you to do, okay?" I say.

"Anything," she sighs.

I lean back on the ground and put my arms behind me for support, spreading my legs as well. I was so fucking horny from breaking her in that my pussy was itching for some action.

"I want you to return the favor," I tell her.

She exchanges glances with me, looks at my pussy, then back up at my face. I can tell she is nervous, and I also knew that she must have realized why she was nervous to begin with.

"It's only fair, right? I mean, I gave you pleasure, so you should give me pleasure as well," I try to say in my sexiest voice.

I see her chest expand as she breathes in deeply. She exhales, then cautiously crawls up to me. I lay down fully on my back and pull my knees up to give her an unhindered view of my excited sex. I look down to watch what she does, I know this will be better than any television program I have ever seen before.

She reaches towards my pussy with a shaky left hand, like my pussy would burn her. Actually, with the heat that my pussy was giving off, it probably could. She makes contact and it feels so good that I buck my hips into her hand, getting it wet with my pussy juice. She quickly pulls her hand away like she was almost bit by a dog, then she puts her hand up to her face, smells it, licks it, then smiles.

I guess she likes the taste of it.

She grabs my ankles, restricting my movements, then she dives her head into my pussy with passion that I never knew she had. She was either a practiced pussy licker or just naturally talented, because she brought me to quite an intense orgasm in just a few minutes.

Or at least, it FELT like a few minutes.

As I am laying on the floor, recovering from my orgasm, the girl from my cell walks over to me and bends over my face, causing her tits to fall and jiggle right above me.

"Holy shit, Pussy, you actually did it! I can't believe it! Ever since she got here she's been keeping away from us and calling security every time we would try to make a move, but you actually turned her into a dyke like the rest of us. Holy shit, girl! You should be rewarded or somethin' for what you just did," she says with a wide smile on her face.

I wonder what my reward will be. Hopefully not anything to do with sex.

"So what do I win?" I ask her.

"You win this," she tells me.

Suddenly, I see her turn around and sit on my face, her pussy blocking out all light from my vision. I see nothing but darkness.

I wake up and look over at the alarm clock.

It's noon.

I sit up and look down at the sheets. There is not one dry spot on them. I get up, slip on my blue robe, and go downstairs into the kitchen to make myself some coffee. Half cream, half sugar. Just the way I like it.

I guess that was all just a dream.

END



Just a Dream



It was just another day at the office for Anastasia Waters, long, boring, paper work stack after paper work stack. She hated it, but she didn't want to disappoint her mother already more than she had in her life. As soon as the clock struck 5 Ana shot out of her seat, almost falling in her 4" heels, and was on her way to clock out. 

'5 o'clock already?' Her colleague asked her.

She let out a happy sigh and nodded, 'Yes it is 5 meaning I can go home and unwind.' 

He nodded and looked at her, 'You know if you're not busy sometime-'

Ana looked down at him, he wasn't that much shorter than him he was 5'7 but she was exactly 5'9, 'Logan I love you like a friend but nothing else' she kissed his cheek and started walking out.

Logan sighed and looked at her ass as she left, 'Maybe one day'.

Ana walked out, apart from being 5'9 and 'too tall' for some men she was a beauty. Ana had dark brown hair that made her ocean blue eyes pop, she was fair skinned. She believed she needed to start tanning but her friends assured her that she shouldn't do anything because she was beautiful just the way she is. She was a 34B, she wished for some bigger boobs like her sister who was a 30 something DD. Ana was skinny, not stick thin skinny but she was skinny, and had nice toned legs from squats that helped get her beautiful big butt in shape. 

As soon as Ana got home, she took off her shoes, took off her jacket and took off her bra before feeding her boxer puppy, Sparkey.

She sat on the couch, turned on the TV and started looking through her recordings. Soon she found the one she was looking for, it was a porno, cheap she knew. But after a long week she just needed a nice time to her self. 

Ana watched the porno, barely getting off herself and when it was over she sighed. 'I need to get a man' she told herself, taking her hands out of her jeans, laying down. Ana closed her eyes and in a few minutes she was out.

The man was thrusting hard into her, Ana was under him a moaning mess, clawing at his back begging for more.

'You like it rough huh?' The man smirked, throwing her leg over his shoulder, thrusting deeper.

Ana almost screamed, 'YES! YES! I LOVE IT SO ROUGH FUCK IM CLOSE'

The mam kept thrusting into her, harder, faster, deeper, he bent down and started licking her face

Ana woke up seeing Sparkey licking her face, she whined a bit feeling even more wetness coming from her core than before. She got up and took him outside.

Ana has been having dreams about this stranger for the past 2 weeks, it started with her and this stranger kissing, then making out and him kissing her neck, then him sucking on her nipples, him fingering her, him eating her out while sucked him off, and now him fucking her. She didn't know who this stranger was.

'Am I that horny that my brain has made up a fictional character for me to get off?' She asked herself. 'It's those damn pornos I bet'

She let Spakey back in before picking him up, turning off the TV, turning off the light, walking upstairs to her room and layed down...it wasn't long before she was out again.

Ana shot up hearing something hit the floor, she had always been a light sleeper. 'What in the-' she looked up and saw her stranger. 'You're back' she whispered.

'I always am' he grinned before walking over to her bed.

She moved over and wrapped her arms around him when he sat down and smiled when he pulled her into his lap.

'You know,' Ana started, taking in his features; black hair, tan skin, brown eyes, pink kissable lips, he was much taller than her, at least 6'3,'Out of all our little times together I've never learned your name'

The man smirked before looking at her, moving his hand up from her hips, up her sides, her breasts, and her chin. 'Drake, Drake Mathews.' He pecked her lips.

Ana felt goosebumps rise and shivered, looking at him. 'It's nice to officially meet you Drake'

He smiled and leaned her down, kissing her with a lot of passion. She kissed him back. 

That simple kiss lead to a make out session which soon lead to clothes coming off. Drake kissed down from her lips to her neck and sucked on Anas sweet spot, she moaned softly and lightly tangled her hands in his hair. 

He sucked till he left a hickey and soon enough had covered her neck in them, he kept kissing down till he got to her breasts. He ran his thumb over one nipple to make it hard and began sucking on the other one, biting down just a bit to add pleasure. After a few minutes he switched and smirked a bit hearing Ana moaning, tugging at his hair. 

When he was done with her nipples, made them nice and hard and red, he kissed down her stomach to the line of her panties, which covered what they both wanted. He carefully slid them off her and began kissing the inside of her thighs. He kissed around her core, never touching it once knowing it would drive her wild.

Ana was seeing stars, she was so close to her first orgasm of the night, all she needed was a simple touch and she'd be cumming.

'Drake..please' she whimpered.

Drake started rubbing her clit and because of how wet she was, he easily slid in 2 fingers. He pumped them fast, curling them, hitting that special spot and in no time Ana was clenching around his fingers releasing over them. 

He pulled them out before placing them in his mouth, sucking her sweet juices off his fingers and got up, taking off his jeans and boxers. 

He got back on the bed, layed Ana down and get on of her, he slowly lined himself, and without warning, thrusted himself into her completely, giving her no time to adjust before thrusting

She let out a loud yelp, he was big - no scratch that, huge - and here he was ramming into her. She liked it rough but still, let a girl adjust!

Soon the pain was replaced by pleasure and the harder and deeper Drake went, the louder her moans were. Soon she was screaming when he threw her leg over his shoulder and was hitting deeper inside her.

'I know how you like it rough' 

She could hear the smirk in his voice and all she could do was moan. He hit every place inside her and she loved it. 

He drilled into her, not losing his stride, she knew if he was real she'd be sore. 

For what seemed like hours Drake pounded into Ana, she had lost how many times she came and how many times Drakes member twitched inside her. 

Finally they were both spent and Drake pulled out, kissing Ana and she kissed back. 

The next morning she woke up, she was fixing to get up when all of a sudden everything below her waist went numb and screamed 'No'

Ana whined and layed back down, 'Why would I be in so much pain? It was just a dream...'

Right?



Just A Dream



My friends are here to visit from my hometown! Now when I say friends, what I mean are two sisters that rode my bus until high school and turned out to be best friends with my now exgirlfriend. It wasn't until I was out of high school that I really got to know them well. Michele is the older sister, who was in my ex-girlfriend's class and Nikki is her younger sister. Nikki, is the hotter sister by far with her short stature, freckled face, blonde hair and breasts that I would hold for days. Oh, did I mention her bubble butt, yes I would love to get a handful of that as well.

It isn't that Michele isn't good looking. Her red hair, fiery personality, arms full of tattoos and pretty face are attractive too...I would sleep with her as a consolation prize. Michele is about five inches taller than her little sister and a tad bit skinnier.

So anyways, now that you know about my friends, lets get to the story. My friends have come down to visit me in Florida to get away from the cold weather. Both of them have recently separated from their husbands and looking to have a good time. When they arrive I give them both a long hug, feeling their breasts pressing against my chest. We sit around and chat over a good meal the first day. 

At night time, I show them to the spare bedroom where there is a full size mattress lying on the floor without a frame. It isn't the best of situations, but it is the best I have for them. 

I go to my bedroom and fantasize about the two girls as they take turns showering and getting ready for bed. My imagination runs wild as I imagine seeing Nikki naked in the shower, lathering herself up with soap. It doesn't take long before I am hard and horny. I lay in bed and think about Nikki, her beautiful smile and what it would be like to spend a night with her. She has been married for twelve years and was dating a friend of mine before that. The only time she was single was when I was dating my ex. We have never been single at the same time until now. That doesn't mean that I have a chance with her, but at least the opportunity is there, if I can get her away from her sister.

The next day we eat breakfast then walk down to my community pool to relax and let the girls sunbathe. I cannot wait for the chance to see them in bikinis. It doesn't take long before I get my wish. Michele takes off her t-shirt and loose shorts, revealing her pink bikini, then sits down in a lounge chair and starts reading her book. 

Nikki strips off her over clothes then quickly dives into the pool. I watch as she comes up from underneath the water with wet hair. It is enough to make me hard right there. I look down to make sure I am not sporting a boner. She wipes the water from her face then hops out of the pool and takes a seat next to her sister. I jump into the pool and quickly face the girls. Nikki is straddling the lounge chair just as I open my eyes. I catch a quick glimpse of her temporary camel toe with her bikini bottoms clinging to her body. She sits down and looks at me with a smile. I am sure she knows I am checking her out, but I don't care. 

I glance over at Michele, who has her face buried in her book, then I look at Nikki again. While checking out her breasts, I notice that her nipples are hard. This is the first time I have had an opportunity to see her chest in a swimming suit, though I have known her since she was in kindergarten. Her bikini top is clinging to her skin also, revealing her small areola around her nipples. I can feel my dick starting to grow hard. 

After swimming around for a little while and knowing that the girls burn easily, I remind the girls to put on sun block. I cannot help but watch as the sisters lather each other up with sun block. We spend most of the morning down by the pool before heading back to my house where we relax in my screened porch. 

The next morning Nikki asks me to apply sun block to her back before we head back down to the pool. I am more than happy to oblige. She lays down on the floor, face down with her hands above her head. 

After checking out her nice round butt, I straddle her hips and squirt sun block on her back. She asks me to untie her bikini top so that I can cover all of her back. For the next couple of minutes I revel in rubbing the sun block all over her back. As I move down to the sides of her back, I feel sideboob. My instinct is to pull my hand away, but she doesn't make a comment or move. She does need to make sure her sideboobs don't burn also, right?

Her hands above her head give me a slight view of her breasts. Such a tease. I move down her body a little further and rest my hips on her butt so that I can apply the sun block to her lower back. When I lean forward, I feel my hardon slightly press between her butt cheeks. 

Nikki laughs and says, "Get that thing out of my ass crack."

I apologize and lie to her, telling her that I didn't notice it was there. If she felt it there then she also knows that I am aroused. Her knowing that I am aroused, by rubbing sun block on her back, makes me feel a little awkward. I finish applying the sun block to her back then turn around and apply it to the back of her legs.

By time I am done, my hardon has subsided. I stand up and move to the couch. Nikki ties her bikini top then stands up and heads back into the bedroom, but not before glancing down to try and take a peek of my hardon. Seeing her glance between my legs lets me know that she is at least remotely interested in seeing it. 

A few minutes later, the sisters come out of the bedroom ready to go to the pool. We sit down at the kitchen table, eat scrambled eggs and toast, then head to the back of my subdivision to swim and sunbathe. Nikki and I playfully play around in the pool, innocently touching and pushing each other under the water while Michele reads her book and soaks up the sun.

After about thirty minutes Nikki goes to use the restroom, but it is locked today for some reason. She asks me to walk her back to the house so I grab my keys and tell Michele we will be right back.

She says, "I will be right here relaxing."

I bring up the good times we had partying back in the day as we walk toward my house. Nikki asks why I don't have a woman yet. I tell her I don't have a woman yet because she wasn't single until recently. My comment makes her laugh and blush. 

"I am not that pretty." she says.

I am not sure if she is fishing for a compliment or truly believes her words, but I am not about to pass up the low hanging fruit.

"Not pretty? Are you kidding? I think you are gorgeous."

She shyly looks away for a second before looking back at me and replies, "Are you serious?"

I put my arm around her waist and pull her hip to mine. "Hell yeah I am serious. Your face with it's freckles and your small, cute nose are so pretty. Not to mention your blue eyes that seem to go on forever."

"I have always hated my freckles" she replies as we take a left at the "Y" in the road and begin walking down my street.

It is now or never for me to take a shot. "Nikki, you are one of the most beautiful women that I know and this is not bullshit. I have always thought you were gorgeous. If I were not dating a good friend of yours when you were single, I would have been all over you."

"You are just saying that" she says.

I stop her at the front of my driveway and turn her toward me so that we are standing face to face, my body pressed against hers. We look into each other's eyes with a serious look on both our faces. 

"There is one thing I have always dreamed of doing" I tell her.

She looks down at my mouth as if to read my mind then looks back at my eyes before asking, "What is that?"

I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her hips against mine before I move my hands up to her chin and say, "I have always wanted to do this."

Without waiting to see her reaction, I lean in and press my lips against her mouth. Her lips are full and soft just like I always imagined they would be. I kiss her bottom lip and feel her kiss my top lip. We kiss for just a moment before she instinctively pulls back just an inch. I look her deep in the eyes then go in for a second kiss. This time her lips are parted. I part kiss both her lips then suck her bottom lip in my mouth for a second or two.

"I am sorry but I really have to pee." she says giggling.

I laugh and say, "I am sorry. I forgot."

We quickly make our way to my door on the side of the house. It takes a few seconds before I am able to get the key in the lock and open the door. The moment the door is open Nikki rushes to the bathroom and closes the door behind her. I hear the toilet seat clang and then hear the pee rushing into the toilet. It seems like she pees forever.

When she is finished in the bathroom I use the toilet myself then meet her at the front door. I have a notion to lean in and give her another kiss, with our faces are just an inch apart, but I don't want to press my luck.

As I am opening the door she turns toward the outside. I take a step forward, expecting her to walk outside, and accidently bump into her. My crotch bumps into her butt. She says, "Hey now!" before turning around and wrapping her arms around my waist, pulling my body against her body. I can feel her breasts pressing against my chest, causing my crotch stir. I lean in and give her kiss which leads to a series of kisses. She moves her hands to my hips and pushes me back inside the house then pushes the door shut with her foot. 

I am in disbelief of what is happening, hoping this leads to where I think it is going. She pushes me onto the couch next to the door and straddles my legs, sitting on me. My hands reach up and palm her cheeks. Our lips meet and we start making out. I run my hands up and down her bare back then play with the back of her neck, underneath her hair. My touch sends a chill down her back, causing her to arch her back toward me, pressing her chest against me once again.

My hands hold the back of her head as we kiss passionately. Our tongues begin to swirl inside her mouth for several seconds as she rests her hands on my shoulders. My dick is growing harder with each passing second as I anticipate this leading to more things. I move my hands to her hips then slide my hands up her ribcage. She pulls her body back a few inches while continuing to kiss me, giving my hands access to the front of her body. 

Nervously, I slide my hands under her bikini top, hoping that she doesn't get mad. She sucks my bottom lip into her mouth and moans softly as my fingers slide over her breasts. Her nipples are hard and poke the palm of my hand as I grope her breasts, which are just a little more than a handful. This lasts less than a minute before she pulls her face away from me and says, "Michele is going to wonder where we are."

I pull my hand away from her chest and grab her hips, holding her on top of me as I lean in and give her a couple more kisses, not wanting to stop. She slides her hips down my legs and stands up then extends her hands out to me. I grab her hands and let her help me up. As I stand up, I grind my hips against her hips. She laughs at my persistence then steps toward the door.

"You are bad" she comments as she is opening the door. We start walking down my sidewalk with my hand around her waist. I am not sure if this will ever go any further, but I have gotten further than I ever thought I would get with her. 

When we are half way back to the pool I finally break the silence. "Thank you."

"For what?" she replies, as if she doesn't really know what I am thanking her for.

"Thank you for letting me give you a kiss or twenty" I reply, explaining the obvious.

"Oh, for that. You are welcome", she replies in a nonchalant tone of voice, making me feel like she is possibly regretting the moment we had.

When we are within sight of the pool she pushes my hand off her hip. We continue walking side by side until we enter the pool area. Michele is swimming laps in the pool. Nikki walks down the pool steps and slowly submerges herself into the water. I take a seat on the third lounge chair and close my eyes, replaying the kisses I have dreamt about forever in my mind.

After an hour, we head back to the house. Michele says she wants to run to the store to buy groceries for supper and browse around the local shops. Nikki says she is going to take a nap so I volunteer to go with Michele. As I am speaking, I see Nikki give me a look of death. I regret that I have volunteered to go with Michele now because Nikki obviously wanted some alone time with me. 

Luckily, Michele says, "No, that is okay. I will find my way around, but thanks for the offer."

I breathe a sigh of relief and take a seat in my recliner and watch the TV, until Michele heads for the stores. A couple of minutes later, Nikki comes out of her bedroom and walks toward me. I look up at her face to see if I can tell what she is up to.

She sits down next to me in the recliner, forcing me to have to move over and make way for her. The recliner seat is hardly big enough for the both of us, so I turn my hips slightly to the side, facing her. She does the same.

"So you didn't want to spend time alone with me?" she asks.

The question sounds like a trap. "I thought you were truly going to take a nap and I didn't want Michele to get lost, so I offered to go with her. If I had known you wanted to spend alone time with me, I wouldn't have offered. Although, she may have been a little suspicious if neither of us wanted to go with her."

Nikki looks away from me and starts watching the television. One hand is resting on her stomach and the right hand is resting on her hip. I sit still wondering if she is wanting me to take the initiative or what she is doing. I say to myself, "To hell with it" and go in for the kiss.

As if she were waiting for me to make the move, she rolls over on top of me. I readjust my hips and lay her body on top of me as I push the recliner chair to a lying position. She spreads her legs and allows my closed legs to slide in between her crotch. Her hair is lying all over my face as we kiss like we are estranged lovers who have not seen each other for a long time. I reach around her body and grab two hands full of her ass, causing her to arch her hips toward me. Feeling her hips grind against my crotch causes me to press my hips into her. She moans softly inside my mouth.

My body freezes for a split second as my eyes shoot wide open in reaction to her moan. The sound of her moan excites me beyond belief. I squeeze her ass a second time and thrust my hips at the same time, anticipating her arching her hips against me. Wanting to take this further, I slide my hand up the back of her shirt and start working on the dreaded bra clasps. 

After a few seconds Nikki laughs and reaches around her back, unclasping the bra in one swift movement. I lick the side of her face, paying her back for acting cocky. She pulls her face away from me and gives me a disgusted luck.

"Eww, what was that for?"

I roll her off the side of the recliner and fall on top of her. We are both laughing until I lean in and kiss the tip of her nose. She looks at me weird again until I kiss her in the right place, her mouth. Our hips start grinding against each other as we begin dry humping. 

"Do you want to go to my bedroom?" I ask, expecting it to be a rhetorical question.

To my surprise, she replies, "No."

"Oh, okay" I respond, then slide off to the side of her body. My hand slides up her shirt and massages her breasts for a bit. Wanting to advance things past where we have already been, I push her shirt up above her breasts then begin licking her nipples and making kisses all over her breasts. Nikki's eyes are open, watching me the whole time until I suck her left nipple into my mouth. She closes her eyes and moans softly. I continue sucking on her nipples for several minutes, holding her breasts in my hand as I suck on the nipples. Her moans are like a Siren's song, to my ears.

She holds the back of my head with one hand and drags her nails down my back with her other hand. We lose track of time, touching and feeling each other's upper bodies until we hear a car door. I look up at the clock and see that an hour has passed. Nikki quickly stands up and rushes into the bedroom. 

As she is running away I say, "You are going to have to take care of this problem in my pants before the night is over."

I try to figure out how to get my raging boner to go down before Michele enters the house. Out of ideas, I run into my own bedroom and lock myself in my bathroom with the fan on, making it seem like I am using the toilet.

For dinner, Michele makes a pasta dish and fresh bread. While we are sitting down to eat the girls talk about how small the mattress is in the spare bedroom. Michele complains that Nikki moves around too much during the night time. I laugh at their back and forth bantering.

"One of you can sleep in my bed. It is larger" I say, hoping that Nikki takes me up on the offer and not Michele. As is my luck, Michele would accept the offer.

Michele says, "I will take your bed...if it is just me."

While I act like I am considering the offer, Nikki says, "I will...but no touching!"

Michele turns and looks at Nikki, her face turned away from me.

Michele turns to get my reaction. I laugh and reply, "How about spooning?"

Michele looks back at Nikki who replies, "No! I know what happens to you men down their while you are sleeping and I don't want anything in my ass!"

"Fine", I reply.

After dinner we watch a couple of movies on Netflix. Michele and Nikki sit on the couch and I sit on the recliner. After the movies are done, we get ready for bed. I go into my room and strip down to my boxers and a t-shirt. I can faintly hear the girls talking in the spare bedroom, which has another bedroom separating their room from my bedroom. 

I turn off the overhead light in my bedroom and climb into bed. A little bit later my bedroom door opens. Nikki walks into the bedroom wearing a loose pair of shorts and a light colored t-shirt. She closes the door behind her then walks in the dark to my bed and sits down on the edge. My eyes have adjusted to the dark and I watch her reach behind her back and remove her bra. She places the bra on the floor then slides her shorts off and quickly climbs under the sheets next to me.

I look her in the face, not knowing whether she meant what she said at dinner or not. She scoots closer to me and presses her nose against mine. I lift my head a little and press my lips to hers. She gives me a soft kiss. I kiss her back and hold her head still. We softly kiss for a few minutes before Nikki turns away from me. I cuddle up next to her and spoon up against her body. Happily, she doesn't push me away. Instead, she reaches back, grabs my right hand and places it on her stomach. Her hand rests on top of my hand.

I lean in and smell her hair then push it away and kiss her neck. She exhales softly and shifts her head away from me, giving me full access to her neck. I plant several butterfly kisses up and down her neck while she holds my hand against her stomach. 

"Be good" she says after a minute or so.

"What?" I whisper.

She says, "I can feel you pressing against my butt. Be good."

I laugh, not realizing that I have been pressing my hips against her butt until she mentioned it. "I am sorry, you just make me so excited."

My hand starts sliding up her stomach. She pushes my hand back down to her lower stomach then says, "Let's wait a little bit until my sister is asleep."

Her comment tells me that she is thinking what I am thinking. BINGO!! Biding time is the enemy of me right now. My hormones are in overdrive and I am horny as hell from our makeout and touching session earlier in the day. I don't know how she can possibly control herself. Wanting to be good until I am allowed to play, I hold her close but keep my hips an inch or so from her butt so that I don't accidently grind against her again. Her breathing grows soft and rhythmic. I wonder if she is falling asleep.




Just A Dream



Ten minutes later, I am done waiting. I slide my hand slowly up her stomach, over her shirt. Her hand plops back down on her stomach. I slide my hand over her breasts, testing the waters. She does not budge so I softly begin groping her right breast, which is close to me. Her breasts are soft and still surprisingly firm despite being in her mid-thirties and having three children. I can feel myself growing semi-hard as a play with her breast. 

It takes a couple of minutes before she wakes up. She rolls over onto her back with her arms resting by her hips. She slowly turns her head with her eyes still closed and puckers her lips. I lean in and give her a soft kiss while sliding my hand under her shirt. She reaches up and pulls her shirt over her head, dropping it on the floor. I do my best to see her breasts in full glory to me for the first time. Freckles decorate the top of her shoulders and cover the top of her breasts, but they are not on the rest of her breasts. Her nipples are a couple inches wide and flat with a small areola surrounding them. I run my fingers flat over the top of her nipples, feeling her hard nipples poke my hand.

My groin presses against her hip as I reach for her left breast and knead it in my hand. She tugs at my shirt so I stop and pull it over my head. Our bare bodies are now pressed against each other, sharing body heat. Wanting to awaken her senses, I softly run my hand all over her stomach, chest, neck and ribs. She moans softly, showing her enjoyment of my touch. I can see a faint smile on her face and kiss her cheek. She turns her head and starts sucking on my neck as my fingers roam over her upper body. I release a soft moan of my own in response to her soft kisses.

"I haven't been touched this much or this nicely in a very long time" she says softly to me. "Your hands feel so good on my body."

I smile to her now opened eyes and stare deep into them. "I want to touch you all over your body now and tomorrow and the next day and the next day until it is forever."

She pecks my neck then says, "That would be nice, but you know I have to go home."

"No, you don't ever have to leave" I say.

"What about my kids?" she asks.

"Bring them down here." 

"We will see" she says as she turns her body toward me and begins kissing down my chest.

I run my finger softly all over her back as she kisses my nipples then leaves wet, trailing kisses all over my upper body before slowly moving down to my navel. I roll over onto my back and let her take control. She continues kissing my lower stomach while her left hand moves up my left leg then slides over my semi-hard penis.

"Mmm" I exclaim. 

Her hand softly slides up and down the length of my penis as she kisses my stomach, moving lower and lower. Her mouth is on my hips and her hand slowly stroking me. I cannot believe how good her mouth and hand are making me feel.

"It has been a really long time since I have had this much attention myself" I tell her as my left hand rubs her butt cheek through her soft, cotton panties. 

She is slowly revving my body up with her soft fingers and fleeting kisses. She starts to push my boxers down but I stop her. I want to touch her all over and please her before she gets serious with me down there.

I give her a long, seductive kiss as I roll her onto her back. My upper chest rests on top of her breast with my hips leaning against her right hip. I move my kisses down to the nape of her neck and trail the kisses down the center of her breasts then down to her navel as my hands move inside her panties. I softly massage her mound, which has neatly shaved hair covering it. 

Nikki begins to breathe heavier and moan ever so softly as I massage her inner thighs and upper mound, careful not to touch between her legs just yet. Her legs spread wide, inviting me to come on in. I pull on the top of her panties, prompting her to lift her hips in assistance. Like a buffoon, I make sure she is okay with where we are going.

"Are you okay with this?" As soon as the words leave my mouth I try to pull them back in. 

Luckily, she replies, "YESSS!"

Her skin feels silky soft as my right hand moves over her child bearing hips. I cannot get enough of touching her body, soft and smooth. My hand massages her hot, muggy inner thighs. I can tell by the heat radiating off her love box that she is warmed up. I slide my hand softly up and down her outer lips a few times before sliding my middle finger between her lips.

"Mmm" she moans softly. "That feels so good."

Her encouraging words motivate me to continue. I slide my finger up and down her slit then make two small circles around her clit, feeling it start to swell under my finger. Wanting to know just how excited Nikki is, I slowly dip my middle finger inside her lips. To my surprise, she is sopping wet. Her hips rise, pushing my finger deeper inside her. With each inch, I can feel her hot juices coating my finger.

Nikki grabs my head and forcefully kisses me as I slowly slide my finger in and out of her tight vagina. I am surprised how tight she is despite having three kids and having a husband who I expect to be bigger than me.

She moans long and loud into my mouth as my finger dips in and out of her honey. She begins dragging her nails lightly down the middle of my back with her right hand. The nails down my back feel good and cause me to arch my back against her. Our tongues are dancing inside her mouth as I slide my coated finger back up her slit and coat her swollen clit. My finger makes several revolutions around her clit. Her feet are planted into the bed with her hips starting to softly grind against my finger. 

Needing to feel more pressure against my hard penis, I grind my crotch against her hip bone. She drags her nails down my back a little harder while pulling away to gasp for air. After taking a couple of deep breaths she moans, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I dip my finger back inside her inner walls to collect more of her juices then slide my finger up and down her slit, making sure to spend a little extra attention on her clit each time my finger slides toward the top of her clit then slides down over her hood on its way back down between her labia.

"That feels great." she exclaims with a loud whisper. "Don't ever stop."

Despite her plea, I am ready to please her even more. I slide down the bed and move over top of her right leg, resting my chest between her legs. My tongue immediately moves between her legs. I dip my tongue inside her spread legs, tasting her honey then sliding it up her slit. When my tongue comes in contact with her clit, she raises her hips to meet my tongue and presses her hands against the back of my head, letting me know not to move. 

My tongue softly swirls around her swollen clit as her hips thrust against my face. I dip my middle finger back inside her walls and slowly finger her hole while my tongue centers on her clit, moving up and down, back and forth, all around. With my free hand, I massage her inner thighs. Her body begins to writhe and flail around the bed. Her moans are growing stronger and more frequent. 

"Fuck this feels fantastic. Oh! Oh! Oh! I have never felt so good down there. How in the hell are you single?"

I do not reply, continuing my laborious task of pleasing her. Her hips are grinding against my face with more force so I use my left hand to act as a buffer between her hips and my jaw. My finger is dipping inside her faster and faster as I press down hard with my tongue, hoping to push her to a fantastic orgasm. 

She digs her nails into the back of my head and holds on tight while crossing her legs around my head and forcefully burying my head deep in her honey pot. I continue to lick and suck her clit until I find the center of the tootsie roll. Her body shudders all around my face, jerking and thrusting like she is being tasered. I run my tongue down to the bottom of her vagina and lap up her free flowing juices. My face is covered with her juices like a little child eating his first meal on his own.

Her legs finally release their lock grip on my head and her hands fall to the bed by her sides. She is panting and gasping for air like she just finished a marathon. I run my hands up and down her glazed stomach, softly squeezing her breasts as she attempts to recover.

She pulls me up beside her. I grab the sheet and do my best to wipe my face clean then give her a quick peck on the cheek. We lay in each other's arms for a few minutes until she regains her bearings. Once she has her composure, she forcefully pushes me onto my back like a woman on a mission. Before I know it, my boxers are no longer on my body and her hand is wrapped around my hard dick. I know I won't last long. Pleasing her has excited me so much that I cannot contain myself. 

Nikki softly slides her lips over my penis and sucks on the first two inches for a few seconds before slowly sliding her mouth all the way down to the base. She wraps her lips tighter around my skin as she slowly runs them back up my dick. My hips raise slowly off the bed as she makes me feel so good.

"God, you make me feel so good" I exclaim.

Her mouth slowly moves up and down my hard, throbbing dick and drives me crazy. I can feel my orgasm starting to travel toward the head already. Nikki starts stroking the base of my penis and runs her tongue up and down the length before swirling her tongue around the top of it. Her teasing feels delightful. I gasp when she sucks harder and picks up the pace, concentrating on the top inch or two of my dick. My hips start to quickly thrust toward her mouth. She holds the base of my dick and sucks hard until my hips lock in the air. I see her looking at my face just before my eyes lock shut and I begin coming hard inside her mouth. To my surprise, she takes all of my juices and swollows them. 

My body collapes down onto the bed. My head is spinning and my dick continues to throb even a minute after my orgasm. For whatever reason, I have not lost my hardon. Taking advantage of the moment, I roll over on top of Nikki and slide my hard member between her legs, finding her honey spot.

I make passion filled love to her until my testicles are emptied then slide off to her side and hold her close as we gasp for air. We fall asleep with smiles on our faces as we embrace each other. In the morning, we hold each other close and make out for several minutes before we hear movement in the living room. 

I roll out of bed and take a long, hot shower. We all spend the day at the beach. That night, Nikki and I make sweet passionate love to each other once more. The next day I send them off as the sisters head home.



Just a Dream



*Thank you Malcah_ms for the great editing job.*

She wakes to the sound of footsteps on the stairs, the heavy clopping sound of a man in a hurry. She slowly opens her eyes to see light faintly streaming in through the half-closed blinds and realizes it is finally morning. She sighs heavily and rolls over to hug her pillow and burry her head from the morning sun not wanting to leave the comfort and security of her bed. She realizes the noise must have been the upstairs neighbor going out to work. “Click,” yes that was definitely the outside door closing.

She allows her mind to drift and her thoughts take her to her Master’s arms. She wishes that instead of cuddling into the softness of the pillow at her side she could caress his firm strong body and feel his warmth. 

They are both new at playing S&M games but she finds this commitment with a dominant Master very fulfilling and he seems to be enjoying her as well. As Master he has been very good to her, supporting her emotional needs, while helping her explore sexually. She finds him to be a compassionate Sadist who works hard at learning her limits in order to supply her with just the right amount of pain to induce wonderful endorphin highs. He is a devil at heart and loves to play lascivious games, which delights her immensely and he truly appreciates all her gifts she gives him in return. Her Master is indeed perfect in her eyes and she delights in those rare occasions when they can play. 

She misses him now, for lately he has been very busy with home and work and hasn’t had time to talk or play with her. She tries to occupy her time with other more vanilla friends, but in her heart they just aren’t fulfilling -- something is desperately lacking. Feeling weary and out of touch she lies dreamily in her bed thinking of him. Thinking of all the special moments they have shared and explored and all the taunting teasing things he says are yet to come. 

She feels his presence surrounding her, cloaking her with his warmth. She swears she can almost her him calling her his Pet and asking her if she is ready to play. Like a good Dom he never takes, he always asks and she so willingly gives up her power. Feeling so secure in her mind and safe curled up in her bed, she allows her eyes to grow heavy and she gives in to the darkness as she slowly drifts back to sleep. 

Mmmm Mmmm. She wakes in a terrible fright. She can feel a knee being pressed into her back holding her down and a hand forcing her face into the pillow. She tries to struggle but can’t, the grip on her head is too tight. She attempts to scream but ever movement is met with a tighter grip of her hair and moments of suffocation, as her face is pressed harder into the pillow. 

All right, she thinks, just stay calm, if I don’t move I can breathe. And she struggles to gasp for air. Oh God where am I, she thinks as she tried to peer out the side of one eye. The room is dark and she can feel a chill in the air. But wasn’t this her house? Wasn’t she home in her bed just a minute ago? 

Then she hears his voice, a stern voice definitely male and its edginess makes her shiver. 

“I’m not here to hurt you lady, I’m here to show you what you’ve been missing,” he says.

What the hell was this sicko thinking? Who the heck did he think he was talking to? 

Again the voice, “Now put your arms around behind your back,” he commanded. A mere second passed and she felt him reach out to grab her left arm and pull it behind her back, jerking it hard. 

“Look I will only ask you once,” he said, as the grip on her hair grew tighter. 

She tried to scream but the weight on her back grew heavier literally forcing all the air out of her lungs and she could only let out a heavy moan.

“I said only once and then I will take whatever it was I asked for, so don’t test me. It won’t work. Do you understand me?” It was said in the form of a question but given the tone in his voice it certainly didn’t require an answer. 

She simply nodded as best she could and slowly moved her other arm around behind her, as he had demanded.

“Keep your face turned to the pillow and don’t move.” He took a second to make sure she would obey before releasing the grip on her head and quickly securing her wrists with a small stretch of rope he had brought along. 

“Now see, wasn’t that easier,” he said with a sarcastic chuckle. 

She could feel the flame of humiliation rising on her face as she endured this man’s physical power over her. Oh soon, very soon, she thought, this asshole is going to make a mistake and then things will be very different. He won’t be laughing long. 

She raised her head just a touch, high enough to get a look about the room. Yes, she was right, she was home, but things looked different somehow. How did he get into her house? Was that a blanket over the window, why was the room so dark? Who was this person and why her? What had she ever done to him? 

So many questions running through her head, confusing her, making her mind spin. But she had to keep her wits. That was her only defense, she obviously couldn’t overpower him he was very strong, he had already proved that. What could he possibly want from her? It wasn’t as if there was money or valuables lying about. So what was this about? I mean really what was the worst he could do to her. Beat her; use her body for sex, hell to her that was fun and games. But the shear audacity of a stranger invading her home and demanding things from her. That could not be allowed. 

He watched her from behind. He could almost see the wheels spinning in her head. He knew she wanted to fight him, but how. It amused him and he chuckled again. She started to turn her head in the direction of the noise but a hand came about quickly and pushed her face down onto the pillow. 

“What did I tell you about keeping your face in the pillow?” A slap across the back of her head punctuated the statement and she jerked. 

“Since you are so inquisitive perhaps I should help you out,” He grabs a handful of hair and raises her head high enough to slip a scarf about her eyes and the room went black. 

She lies still in the darkness, listening, not sure what she should do. Waiting for a noise or something to tell her what he is up to. She can feel him moving off her, but there is still a horrible pain in her back. Her arms secured so tightly at the wrist that it hurts to move and her head was beginning to ache. 

“Now where oh where do you hide all those wonderful toys you write about?”

His voice was whimsical as if this was a game and she keyed in on words and the terror hit her hard. Write about. Oh lord, this wasn’t some random sicko; this was planned. 

Hearing his voice across the room she slowly turns her head from the pillow, “Write about, what the hell are you talking about?” 

“Oh Lady, you write all those stories about playing with your Master and being such a good pain slut. I just had to come check it out for myself. You see; you inspired me.”

His words hit here like a bucket of cold ice and a shiver run up her back. He must have seen the look of shock on her face for she heard a slight snicker from across the room. And her face flushed in fury. 

“Ah, here they are.” She hears a rusting of a paper bag and knows he has found the whips and toys he was looking for above the closet. A heavy sigh escapes her lips and she lays her head back down on the pillow. Oh God, what now, she thinks.

She jumps as his hand comes down and caresses her face. “Ah sweetie, you look so sad, I promise you’ll enjoy this,” his voice condescending in nature. 

She jerks away from his touch and spats back, “I sincerely doubt it.” “You know you better leave before my boyfriend gets home. He eats pieces of shit like you for breakfast. He’s not going to like this.” 

“Come on now, there is no one coming. You live alone. Your daughter has moved out for the school year.” He takes a long pause as he watches her face and knows her mind is processing every word. “No one is expecting you today. You have no appointments. In fact we’ve got all day.” 

The horror of the truth hit her and she knew this guy was way to confidant. He knew far too much about her and her life and that thought alone frightened her. She let out a ferocious scream and then another and then another until her throat hurt. She had hoped someone would hear or it would scare him into leaving. 

He simply stroked the back of her head and said, “Feel better now? I told you no one was coming.” 

She started to tremble, he was right, how many times had she played with Master and screamed her head off in ecstasy and no one ever heard or if they had they just ignored it. A lump formed in her throat and she couldn’t swallow, she couldn’t talk, she could barely breath. A tear ran down her check as she realized the gravity of the situation. 

He grabs her shoulders and rolls her onto her back. ‘Oh that is much better,” he says seeing the fear on her face. “I just knew if we took a little time to get to know one another you would like me.” 

The thought sickened her and she wanted to vomit. She had never felt so alone, so afraid and so vulnerable in all her life and she wished she could just melt away right now. Despair overtook her and the tears that were welling up in her eyes began to fall. . 

“Hang on Lady; I said I wasn’t here to hurt you.” 

Was this asshole insane? He had her tied up and now totally at his mercy. He could hurt her or worse kill her and no one would know for days. What about her daughter, what about Jess, who would care for her; the terror just kept building and she couldn’t stop it. 

The tears flowed unchecked now and she screamed out in agony. 

“Ok, enough of that,” he says and a hard slap across the face brought her back to reality. “I just want to make it perfectly clear who is in control here, now relax.” 

A look of total shock registered on her face as she sniffs back tears and tried to dry her face on a nearby pillow. 

He grabs her face in a firm grip and turns it toward him. “You’re much too pretty to be fussing like this and I only came here to play with you,” he said as he wipes her face with the corner of the blanket. “Now let me see what I get to work with,” and he starts to lift up the corner of her nightshirt but she is laying on it and it is way too tight. “Oh way too much trouble,” he says. “You be a good girl and lie still for a minute will you dear,” and she hears him leave the room. 

Seconds seem like minutes and she wonders should she try and make it to the front door. It will surely be locked and what if she can’t get out. What might he do to her for disobeying? She barely has time to think things through when she hears him return and fells him sit next to her on the bed again. 

“Hold still,” he says and she can feel the cold blade of the knife as it slices through the thin material of her shirt. 

Terror struck her and she tried to wiggle away. “Ahh,” she screams as the tip accidentally sticks her in the side. 

“Didn’t I say to hold still? Are you determined to get hurt today? Silly womon,” he snickers. 

Her breathing is shallow and she is trying to lie very still now. Oh God she hates knives. She prays she has never written about that before. She doesn’t think so. She doesn’t want to tip her hand to him any further than she has. She thinks if he were to threaten her she may just die.

He finishes cutting way the straps and the garment lays limp now at her sides and she feels the cold air in the room. Her nipples begin to stiffen. Was it from the chill in the air or the fear?

“Hum…nice tits dear. What shall we do with them? Oh I have an idea,” and she hears the dresser draw open and the rustling of chains. He had found her nipple clamps, but how. How long had he been in her house? Had he had time to look through her drawers? What else did he know about her?

Her arms were aching so bad being tied behind her back and now her whole body hurt as well from this horribly uncomfortable position. 

She feels him sliding the clips on her nipples and feels him pull the chain to make sure they were secure. A small gasp escapes her lips at the sudden burst of pain and he laughs at her discomfort.

“Like that sweetie, how about this,” and he attaches clothespins all over her tits as well and one last one right on the tip. 

He slips his knees between hers and pushes her legs apart and she can feel his hands trailing down over her breast and thighs to her most private parts. She feels his weight shift and he is now sitting between her thighs with his knees on her legs to keep them spread apart. 

He begins tormenting her, first his fingers, then his whole hand. As he explores her very wet pussy with small gentle strokes and probing fingers. she begins to moan. she can feel her body becoming aroused. She doesn’t want to give in to this feeling this asshole is creating but her tits are on fire and her pussy is begging to be satisfied. Gosh she just wishes he would ram those fingers deep inside her and get it over with. 

What the hell was she thinking? This was the enemy she was not supposed to enjoy this. 

What is it they say about being attacked? You are supposed to lie still and not give them any reaction that is what they want. 

This guy is insane, a stalker. He just wants to see her fear. Hadn’t that pleased him earlier? 

Ahhhh, ooohhhh her body was beginning to wither against his hand. The sensations he is creating by stroking her clit and lightly penetrating her vagina and ass in rhythm were driving her insane. She couldn’t help but let out tiny gasps of pain and pleasure. 

She could feel his body lean over hers now and his breath upon her chest. He was removing the clips with his mouth while continuing to fuck her pussy. As the blood came rushing back he plunged his fingers deep inside her and using his other hand he grabbed her left tit causing an instant increase in pain. She screamed out and thrust her hips hard against his hand and melted with the most wonderful orgasm. 

“Oh, you are a good pain slut, aren’t you? I knew you could do that. Your body was screaming yes from the moment we started.”

The embarrassment and humiliation of what she had just allowed to happen came over her and she began to tear up again. 

All of a sudden she could feel little hot pricks upon her chest. What was he doing? Sticking her with needles? “Oh God no, please stop,” she cried. But the hot stinging needles just moved down her thighs across her pussy and back up again. Wait, not needles. What was this? Wax. Hot wax she thought. She tried pleading with him again. “Please I beg you, please stop.” 

His hand went to part her pussy lips and she could feel a cool breeze as he was obviously examining her. “Hum, I’d love to believe you sweetie but you are getting so wet for me right now, and I kind of have to go with what I see. Sorry.” 

Damn him. Why was he making her do this? If he just wanted to get his kicks from beating someone she would let him, just so he would leave. Her mind started to drift away again. No, no she would not give in to despair. She had to fight. She resolved herself to not give him any more satisfaction from her begging -- she would just take it. 

She tried to force her mind to that safe place she goes when she plays with Master. But she felt so lost and alone she just couldn’t manage to get there. So she simply moaned softly and cried out occasionally when he got to close with the wax and burned her. 

“Let’s see how wet you can get for me now shall we?” And he leaned across her waist with his upper body and the added weight made her scream out in pain. 

“Oh yeah, sorry about that. Your hands have probably gone numb by now haven’t they? Well then I guess we will just roll you over, that should help.” He reaches out and grabs her arm; he throws the pillows onto the floor and rolls her onto her stomach. Her hands had turned bright red from being confined for so long. He knew he needed to change her bondage or risk doing permanent damage to her tender nerves. 

He tries to untie the ropes at her wrist and simply can’t. Her persistent tugging on them has caused them to tighten beyond belief. He notices they are actually digging into her soft flesh about her hands and he can’t imagine her not complaining about that earlier. This girl was beyond belief; she would rather endure physical pain and torture rather then give in. It was her vow to not relinquish control to anyone but Master. But that is what today was all about. Taking away her ability to choose, breaking her will and forcing her to accept the simple pleasures of the flesh at his control.

He carefully slips the knife in under the ropes and cuts her out of her bindings. Her hands are so numb that he doubts she even knows or cares that they are free now, but he doesn’t want to take any chances. He reaches into the gym bag he has brought and takes out some Velcro cuffs and straps. He pulls back on her shoulders and tells her to sit up on her knees facing the headboard. 

The release of tension on her shoulders tells her, her hands are free and she uses them to push herself up. She moans loudly at the pain bending her wrists causes and he looks concerned. 

“What’s wrong? Your hands? Let me see them.” 

She sits down on her heels and lifts her hands in front of her, palms out to show him. 

“Am I sitting in front of you,” she hears his voice sternly say. She slowly shakes her head and extends her arms behind her back. Palms up. 

He softly grabs her wrists and rubs small circles on each with this thumb trying to bring back the circulation. “Wiggle your fingers for me,” he says. 

She snorts in exasperation at his request and he jerks her wrists together causing her shoulders to pinch behind her. Aaahh, she gasps at the sudden change. His hands are large and strong and he was easily holding her wrists confined in one of his. 

“I was trying to be nice, but you just have to have it your way, you fucking little control slut. Well that will cost you,” and she feels soft fabric being secured around her ankles and then the same applied to her writs. She hears the crisp sound of Velcro separating and knew she was being cuffed.

Her breathing comes in small gasps as she fights back tears; the idea that she just let herself be subdued again enters her mind. Damn it what was she thinking? She wasn’t thinking. She actual had a chance a second ago to try to get away and she blew it. She sat there like the sub she was and delivered herself back into bondage and that thought sicken her. She gulped hard as she felt the restrains being tightened; drawing her wrists to her ankles. His hand came up and pushed her face and shoulders back down on the bed in a position were all her weight was leveraged forward and her ass exposed.

“Nice, getting wet for me already,” he says has he runs his hand up the back of her thighs and across her wet pussy. “Well you’re just going to have to wait,” the sarcasm in his voice was nauseating. 

How dare he think she wanted him? What a pompous ass. But did she, she had a chance, she probably had a couple of good chances to get away but instead she just gave in. He had not asked for anything, he had taken it all and she had let him. She felt like the lowliest of creatures allowing him to use her like this without so much as a fight. 

The first round of swats interrupted her thoughts. His hand she thinks. He staggered the blows and the intensity and she was never sure when to expect one or where. Some were just mere pats and some rocked her very foundation and she would scream out. Then the paddle, but this time resounding smacks all over her back and shoulders as well. She could feel her ass turning red and knew very well that this was just the beginning. 

She was right; he had the whips out now and was just laying lash upon lash on her tender skin. She could tell he was walking around the bed and beating her, because the direction of the blows would change as well as the intensity. Her mind was starting to spin as she screamed out in pain, Yellow, Yellow. He paused as if assessing the situation and his hand gently caressed her red-whelped ass. 




Just a Dream



She gathered her wits and let her head start to clear a bit. Why hadn’t she thought of this before, just throw a flag, if this guy was into S&M he would know? Maybe he wasn’t here to hurt her; he said he had come to play. Brilliant, she took in a deep breath, obviously pleased with her self. 

He watched her posture change and become more relaxed. He grinned, she wasn’t afraid anymore, she wanted to play, and that thought pleased him very much. 

Whack and his hand come down upon her ass again. Shocked she jerked violently and let out a simple squeal. He run his thumb down the crack of her ass and teased her sensitive bud. A soft moan escaped her lips and she contracted her hips forward away from his hand trying hard to avoiding his touch. She felt him come up behind her and rest his hands upon her hips. Smack another jolt and she screamed out. He was taunting her now, his hand trailing down to fondle her wet pussy. Feeling the heat there allowing his fingers to lightly caress the soft inner folds of her labia. 

She couldn’t help it she was simply melting. The whole morning had been one intense sensation after another and she could feel ever nerve in her body alive and on fire. He ran his hands down her bare back scratching lightly with his nails and she moaned with pleasure. He knew she was ready for the taking but he would make her beg for it. That would be her final humiliation. 

He leaned forward over her ass and his added weight caused her body to compress harder into the mattress. She could feel his erect cock being pressed hard against the crack of her ass and she shivered. 

He lay his head upon the back of hers and spoke very softly in her ear. “What shall I do with you now?” 

To her surprise he lightly kissed the back of her ear, then her neck and her shoulder as he sat back up and waited for what he knew was to come. He kept her head spinning with occasional swats and he taunted her by rubbing his hard cock up and down her pussy and across the crack of her ass. 

Her breath had become ragged and her body was shivering with need and yet he was waiting. Waiting for what? On the last smack she screamed, “Please, please, please.” 

That was it, she had given in, “Please what, baby?” 

“Please fuck me, please I need you. Help me, oh help me please.” 

He grabbed the bottle of lube that had been sitting waiting on the top of the dresser and poured it down the crack of her ass and stroked some on his engorged penis. 

He ran his cock down over her ass, teasing her bud, allowing his thumb to lightly penetrate her. “I might be tempted to fuck your ass if you are sure,” his said mockingly. 

A deep sigh followed by a long exhale, “Yes, yes I’m sure. Fuck my ass; fuck me hard I need it.” 

“Rrrrrrrr,” he let out a deep growl as he entered her. As his hard cock enters her tight ass, she lets out a scream and begins to sob it feels so good. He grabs her ass with one hand, bracing himself to plunge deeper and harder into her fleshy backside. He releases her Velcro bindings on one ankle and then the other. 

Feeling the instant relief in her shoulders she pulls her arms up to her chest to help brace herself. She is too weak; to tired to pull her self up on all fours, but uses her arms to bounce herself back meeting him thrust for thrust, wanting him, needing him inside her. 

She is simply a set of raw nerves, screaming, crying, and begging for release. He is trying to hold out and wait for her orgasm, but he can’t -- his need it to great. He grabs her hips with both hands and forces his cock deep inside and lets out a ferocious moan of his own.

Feeling his excitement build escalates her own and she follows him with a most welcome surrender of her own.

She wakes to find him pressed against her back, his erect penis lying firm against her sore bottom. His fingertips gently pulling her face toward his, as he nibbles her ear and kisses her neck. As she slowly opens her eyes she sees him. “Sir,” she says. “When did you get here? How did you get here?” 

“We had a date this morning,” he says. “Don’t you remember you left the door open for me? You said you wanted me to catch you coming out of the shower.” Cooing into the back of her neck, “Mmmmm, Pet honey you must have overslept.”

Abruptly she turns to face him. Frantically she exclaims, “Oh, I’m so glad you are here, I was so scared. He could have killed me. Did you see him?” 

Shocked at her outburst he sits up and pulls her head upon his lap to comfort her. He reaches down to lay his arm about her shoulders and says, “Pet honey, what’s wrong?” “What do you mean; did I see who? Did you have a bad dream?” 

She shakes her head to try to clear the confusion. Everything is fuzzy, she simply isn’t sure anymore. As she takes a careful look about the room the pieces don’t add up. There is no blindfold; nor bindings on her hands or feet. It was definitely morning the sun was shining bright. Bolting upright in the bed to examine her chest, surely there would be wax on her chest. What happened to the wax? All she knew was that her whole body simply ached and she was never so happy to see Sir in all her life. 

But oh lord it had seemed so real. Could it have simply been a dream?

He extends his arms out to her inviting her into his embrace. He says, “So aren’t you glad to see me? 

“Oh, yes. Oh yes, Master I am so glad to see you,” she sighs as she curls up in his waiting arms laying her head upon his chest.

“Then come show me Pet,” he says reaching his hand up he guides her head down toward his erect penis.

She grins as she thinks about pleasing her Master and she takes his stiff cock in her warm wet mouth. Drinking in the closeness of him. 

“Hum,” he grins. “What a good little slut,” as he looks over and sees the torn nightshirt lying on the floor.



Just a Dream



She awoke with a scream, sweat pouring down her face, gasping for air. It was that dream again, the one she could never remember; only feel. She looked around her darkened room, at all the familiar things on her dresser, the bedside table with the clock glowing 2:37am. She sighed, told herself to calm down, and slid out of bed for some non-sweaty pajamas. Rats, she thought, all I have left is the slinky stuff. She settled for sleeping naked; it's not like I have any roommates at all, she thought bitterly. She climbed back into bed, closed her eyes, and immediately fell back to sleep…

When she opened her eyes again, the room was darker, and there was no comforting glow from the window or the bedside clock. She was startled to notice that she was standing up, in a room that was not her own. Black velvet draped the walls, and black carpet swallowed the floor. Ivory candles in black steel elaborate candelabra stood in the four corners of the large chamber, dimly illuminating the large, four poster bed set in the center of the wall directly in front of her. 

The bed was draped in black silk, pillows strewn about the head of it. Frightened, she looked around quickly, looking for a door, or any other means of escape, but she met only silencing black velvet draperies covering stonewalls. A crackling noise behind her made her jump; a fireplace lit up, the flames dancing darkly in the large opening. The warmth of the fire oddly calmed her fears a bit, and then she realized she was still naked. Fresh fear raced through her veins; why was she here, and where was here?

"You are here, my dear, at my bidding," came a cool, low voice from the direction of the bed.

She screamed and jumped, her hands automatically covering her full breasts and pubic area. Her red hair flew about her shoulders, her blue eyes wide with panic. Sitting on the edge of the bed was a pale young man, with smooth black hair and deep blue eyes. He was shirtless, clad only in a pair of black silk pants. His chest hair glinted in the firelight, and his face was handsome; dark eyebrows over thickly lashed eyes, straight nose, thick, sensual lips, now drawn in a comforting, yet dangerous, smile. 

He stood up, tall, lean, and moved over to her. She backed away, until the heat from the fireplace became unbearable. He held out an arm, which held a red silk robe. "Permit me to cover you," he said in his low musical voice. In her confusion, she allowed him to; absently noting it was the only other color in the entire room. She looked at him; her eyes bewildered, and asked, " Why have you brought me here? Where are we? Why me?"

At that, he merely chuckled, and said, " This place, it is mine, and I bring it wherever I go. As to the rest of your questions, let me assure you that no harm will come to you, my love." He looked at her, his dark blue eyes piercing into her, and her fears melted. She felt a sweet languor flow through her body, and she looked at him calmly. He smiled, and moved nearer, until there was no space between them. He took her face in his warm, strong hands, leaned closer and closer, until their lips gently touched. 

She breathed in his breath, and leaned into his body, feeling the heat radiating from him. His tongue flicked out, lightly circling her lips, enticing her to open her mouth, touch him with her tongue. He slid his tongue in between her parted lips, tasting her lightly at first, then deeper, more possessively. She moaned in her throat, and held onto his neck, feeling weak in her knees, and hot between her legs. He slid one hand down her neck and back, holding her tight against him. She could feel his need, hard against her hips, and it made her feel even hotter. She began to kiss him back, one hand against his neck, the other slipping between them, feeling his smooth skin. He was hot, like an iron, heat radiating from every inch of him. 

She felt like she was on fire, from his kiss, from his body, from what she was feeling. The robe he had put on her was now sliding down her shoulders, her full breasts pressing against him. He kissed his way down her cheek, grazing her ear with his soft lips, licking and nibbling his way down her throat. Again she moaned, and he answered with one of his own, deep and growling in his throat, a sound that was vaguely menacing and exciting all at once. He reached the soft skin where the shoulder and neck meet, and grazed his teeth gently over the sensitive skin. She shuddered, and would have fallen had he not gathered her completely in his arms. 

She leaned her head to one side, to give him better access to this erogenous zone. He bit harder, licking and sucking gently, then started to swirl his tongue lower, tasting her skin at her throat. She leaned back in his arms, baring her chest to him. He licked his way down the swell of her right breast, slowly circling, until his lips found the hard nipple at the center. She gasped as he flicked it with his tongue, and then nibbled it with his teeth. The combination of hard and soft made her whimper, and he mercilessly flayed the hard little nipple, alternating between lips, tongue and teeth. He licked his way over to the untouched breast, and commenced the same treatment to it. She melted, her inner thighs damp with her desire.

He lifted her in his arms, his lips leaving her breasts and covering her mouth in a blistering kiss. The robe slid to the floor, and she was laid down on the bed, naked, her pale skin gleaming against the slippery black silk. She looked at him with desire-heavy eyes, wondering what he would next do, and wishing it would never end. He smiled a seductive smile, showing glittering white teeth, and said in a silky voice, "It need never end, my love. I will come for you every night, and make you mine forever." She felt a slight fear at that, but then he stretched out next to her, covering her mouth with his, stroking her throat, then chest, with his hands. 

His fingers closed on one nipple, pinching lightly, twisting slightly, making her back arch off the bed. A squeal escaped her throat, and his kiss became harder, almost fierce at her response to his ministrations. He continued this to the other breast, molding and kneading the tender round flesh. She felt helpless, her hands not knowing what to do. His hands had no such indecision, roaming down her body now, stroking the quivering flesh of her belly, the flare of her hips. 

His touch was so hot it burned, and she welcomed the sensation. She felt his hand smooth up her inner thigh, the heat preceding it, until she felt his touch on her innermost self. She gasped at the heat just from the touch, breaking the kiss. She gazed up into hot blue eyes, burning with naked desire. He smiled a feral smile, making her shiver with anticipation. 

His fingers moved, flicking her clitoris, making her arch into the touch. He then slipped two fingers inside her, feeling the wetness and heat. He kept his thumb on her clit, sliding his fingers in and out, making her moan and shake. He kissed and licked his way down her throat, once again nibbling on her nipples. She grasped his head in her hands, pressing him into her breast, moving her hips with his fingers. He licked his way down her belly, swirling his tongue around her navel. He moved lower, licking and nibbling, until he reached her clit. 

His tongue flicked it, wet and hard, and she bucked slightly, crying out softly. He continued to move his fingers inside her, reaching deeper, while his tongue continued its attack. She could feel the orgasm building, the tension reaching incredible heights, until she screamed her release, collapsing back down on the bed. He stretched out next to her, and kissed her deeply. She could taste herself on his tongue and lips, and desire grew again. She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the broad planes of his muscles underneath taut skin. He lay back on the bed, an inviting smile on his face, almost daring her to continue with her explorations. 

She leaned over him, her breasts resting on his arm, and kissed him deeply, exploring his mouth with her tongue, taking her possession of him. She kissed her way over his cheek, until she reached his ear, taking the tender lobe between her lips and teeth. She sucked gently, causing him to moan lightly, and then she moved down his neck, alternating between kisses and light bites. She moved over him, rubbing her breasts on his chest, kissing her way down, licking his hot skin. She dipped her tongue lightly into his navel, leaving wet trails from her kisses down his belly. She stroked his flesh with nervous fingers. 

When she reached his pants, she could feel his arousal straining against the soft silk, dampening the fabric slightly. She stroked him delicately through the fabric, making him shiver and moan. She tugged at the waistband, and he slid off the pants, exposing himself to her. She ran her fingers over the hot silky skin of his erection, feeling the hard pulse race. She grasped him harder, moving her hand up, then down his shaft, slowly. He moved his hips in response, and twined his hands in her hair, gently urging her head down. She complied, touching him first with her tongue, licking up and down, long even strokes. Then, she opened her mouth, and slid her lips down around him, until he was almost entirely in her mouth. She sucked gently, then released, moving her lips up and down, sliding her tongue over it. 

He moaned again, low, deep, making her moan as she continued sucking and licking his hot erection. He moved her head, making her whimper in disappointment, and pulled her on top of him, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. She rubbed herself against him, wanting him, craving to feel that rock hard piece of himself deep inside. He slid her farther up, until she was straddling his face, and he attacked her again with his tongue. He sucked and licked her clitoris, alternately thrusting his tongue inside her, small sounds of need escaping her open mouth. She came again, flooding his mouth with her release, screaming in her ecstasy. 

She fell forward, onto her hands and knees, panting. He slid out from underneath her, and she could feel him behind her, stroking her bottom, rubbing his fingers inside her. In a husky voice, he said, "do you want me?" She looked over her shoulder at him, desire glazing her eyes, and whispered, "yes."

She closed her eyes, as he slid smoothly inside her. It burned, burned and she cried out in happy agony. He moved, slowly, in and out, his hips touching her backside, his hands on her hips, holding her tight to him. She bent her head down into the pillow, grasping it with both hands tightly, as he moved faster. She whimpered, "yesyesyesyesyesyes" as he thrust deeper inside her, his hands stroking her skin. She gasped, "I'm going to cum" and did, shaking. He groaned, then moved out of her, laying her down on her back. "I'm going to watch you cum this time," he growled, an animal glint in his eyes. He swiftly entered her again, kissing her hard, fiercely. 

She moved her hips under him, guiding him in deeper, sighing when he hit that tender inner spot. He grasped her under her bottom, holding her tight to him, trying to get deeper. They moved in unison, slowly, and then faster, naked need moving them. She felt it build inside him and herself, and she grasped his arms hard, digging in her nails. She cried out, as he brought her up into the atmosphere, the release shaking her very soul, as he came with her, his eyes never leaving her face. 

She panted, as she felt his lips on her throat, her skin still feverish. Teeth grazed her tender flesh, and she felt a faint whisper of fear. Then, without warning, he pierced her with his sharp teeth, causing her to give a short gasp. She felt as if she were melting into him, becoming one with him, as he began to suck, gently, his tongue and lips drawing on her flesh. She drifted down, and heard, whispered in her mind, "You will always be a part of me, we will never part, you are mine forever."

She awoke with a scream, clutching at her neck, sweat drenching her naked skin. Yes, there was the clock, reading 4:57 am. No black drapes, no black silk covered bed. Her body felt used, her lips bruised as if from fierce kisses. She drew in a calming breath, looking around at the familiar things again. It was just a dream, she thought. Just a dream… 



Just a Dream



You didn't know I was looking at you today, but I was. From the moment you walked through the door, there were butterflies in my stomach. And then you smiled at me and I had to use every ounce of energy I had in me just to turn away, afraid that you'd see how you affect me. Then Mr. Jones sat down and everyone's head was down, over their tests. But not mine. 

I was gazing at you, loving the way you lean back in your chair without a care in the world. And then you turned around and we made eye contact for what felt like centuries, although it was only a few seconds. I blushed and you winked at me. Had I been standing, I'd have collapsed on the spot. 

By the time I reached my dorm room, I was near fainting with the heat and tension that had spread throughout my body. My roommate is gone for the weekend, and I have the room to myself. I closed the blinds and peeled off my jeans. I caught my own reflection out of the corner of my eye and stop to admire my figure. I had been practically living in the gym since the end of last semester when I first saw you. I'm in my favorite bra and the thong that matches under a tshirt. Slowly, I climbed into bed and settled in under the sheets. I unfastened my bra and pulled it out through my sleeve. 

Feeling particularly mischievous, I slowly moved my hand up under my shirt and began teasing my nipples the way I imagined you might. They hardened as I moved across them, only exciting me more. I closed my eyes and arched my back, licking my lips, pretending we were kissing. In my mind you tasted so good, and your lips were so soft and delicious. Slowly, I moved my right hand down my side, gently, the way you would. I slid my panties off and opened my legs as wide as I could. I ran my fingers up and down the inside of my thighs, pushing myself to the limit before finally sliding one finger inside of me, slowly. But that's not good enough. You have bigger hands than I, and one of my fingers just doesn't feel right. Two fingers. I continued to move my fingers in and out and in and out, imagining that it was really your hand against my body, and your fingers inside of me, driving me wild with pleasure. I imagined how you'd throw me down and undress me quickly and carelessly, tossing my clothes on the floor. I'd lay back and give in as you kiss my neck, sending tingles up and down my spine. We'd kiss passionately and hungrily, wanting to just melt into one another. You'd hold my wrists above my head with one hand and with the other you'd caress me and tickle me, as I giggle and squirm away. 

You'd say, "I knew you were ticklish!" and I'd wrap my legs around your waist as your lips met mine again. Slowly, you'd kiss your way down my neck to my chest, where you'd kiss me gently, and tease my nipples with your tongue, just to hear me moan with pleasure. You'd take your time, exploring me to see where I'm sensitive and what makes me moan.

By this time in my fantasy, I was already about to fall off the edge, when a knock on my door interrupted me. I laid there in silence, pretending not to be in my room, until I heard you call my name through the door. Still dazed, I jumped up and pulled on my pajama pants and answered the door.

"Hey woman why didn't you wait for me after class?" you said. 

"I had some homework to do before my next class," I stammered, obviously lying.

"Okay, we'll do it together then," you said. I wondered if you could see through me. I wanted to just grab you and throw you down on my bed and ride you until you had nothing left. Instead, I invited you in. We sat in silence with our books, the way we had hundreds of times before, only this time, there was a throbbing between my legs which only increased when you put your arm around my waist, innocently, the way you had a hundred times before. I could feel your fingers go up and down my back as you read. Plenty of times you'd done this, but I was unable to hide the excitement it stirred within me. 

I sighed softly. You stopped reading, but you didn't look at me. You hands went to the back of my neck and you ran your fingers along my neck and shoulder. I closed my eyes and sighed again. You looked at me. I didn't look back at you, but I could feel your eyes on me, so I bit my lower lip and sighed again. Your breathing stopped. I looked at you. For a moment it was awkward, but then you just took me into your arms and kissed me with more passion than I could've fantasized about. We laid back and you kissed me for what seemed like eternity. The throbbing between my legs was growing stronger, especially with you between my legs. My body begged for you. I sighed again as your hand went up my shirt. Without wasting time, you pulled it off with a remarkable amount of ease. Your lips left mine and you kissed down my neck as I'd imagined. Your tongue felt better on my nipples than I'd imagined. 

Again, not wanting to waste time, you pulled my pajama pants down and I felt your hand, as you touched me, causing me to moan. For the first time, I felt your strong hand against my body and your fingers inside of me. The throbbing continued, as I grinded against your hand. Your breathing became heavier as I pulled your shirt over your head and threw it across the room. The feeling of your body against mine had been something I'd imagined for months and now that I was here underneath you, I felt faint. I rolled over on top of you and unfastened your belt clumsily. I undressed you as quickly as possible and climbed over you. Your eyes on me made my nipples harden and my cheeks flush with color. You reached up and took hold of my hips and pulled me slowly down on to you. I grew dizzy and let myself be guided by your strong hands, as you moved me in rythm with you. You smiled at me and I felt goosebumps all over my body. I arched my back for you as you looked up at me. 

"You are so beautiful," you said. "You feel so good."

"Oh my god," I moaned. "I've wanted you for so f*cking long!" This gave you a new confidence and you moved me faster. I leaned my head back and lost myself in the sheer ecstacy of having you inside of me. You ran your hands up my body and found my nipples again. My breath caught in my throat. Unconciously, I began to move faster. This made you moan. The sound of your voice practically sent me over the edge. I moaned your name over and over again. I could hear you saying my name and then I felt you grip my waist. Your breathing changed and I could feel you tense up underneath me. Thrilled, I moved my body up and down over you faster and faster, as you came closer and closer to climax. 

And then it happened. 

Your eyes rolled back and you held my hips tightly. Your quiet moaning became louder, deeper, as you came into me. I couldn't tear my eyes away from your face as I came closer and closer to my own orgasm. You recovered quickly, and sat up, kissing my neck and sucking on my nipples as I grinded against your lap. I could feel your nails in my back and I'm sure I pulled your hair as my legs tightened around you and I threw my head back and practically screamed in ecstacy. The rush spread throughout my entire body and I shivered against you, as you wrapped your strong arms around me and kissed me gently.

"That was crazy," you said. "And awesome."

"Mmm," was all I could say. 

Then we drifted off to sleep. And I wondered if I'd wake up and realize it was all just a dream.