5 comments/ 32719 views/ 17 favorites The First Meet By: gotmeahotwife The First Meet It all started a few months ago when my wife and a college athlete starting conversing on the internet. It was slow to build. Several times it died as she said he was much too young for her (21). I disagreed but did not want to push it. After some off and on again communication, she finally decided to agree. He told her that he was fine with having sex with her in front of me as this is how she prefers it. However, I asked her how she would feel if it was in front of me but he didn't know. She looked at me quizzically and said, "are you going to hide in the bathroom or something?" We both laughed. This was not what I had in mind at all. I wanted to hang out on our darkened, covered deck while they enjoyed each other's company in the living room. She said she liked the idea. My wife likes showing off so this gave her the opportunity to show off for my pleasure. Before she was ever intimate with him, we both met with him in public. The meet went well and she was pleasantly surprised that he wasn't as immature as she was afraid he would be. There wasn't going to be any sex that night, I knew. So, I was surprised when she asked if I would chauffeur the two of them around while she made out with him in the back of our SUV. Pffft, who am I to say no this?! They made out for a bit. I could hear them kissing and hands rubbing body parts. Thank goodness the back windows have a darker tinting. At one point, he had her boobs out sucking and playing with them. Eventually her head disappeared into his lap. He kind of leaned back and started telling her how good it felt. After about 5 minutes or so, I heard him tell her he was going to cum. She picked up the pace and worked him hard. True to his word, he blew in her mouth. As she always does, she swallowed every drop. When she was done sucking every drop out, she told him that he tasted good. He laughed and said, "You are fantastic! Feel free to do that anytime" and they both laughed. It took another month for our schedules to sync up before he could come to our house so I could sit on the deck and watch the show unfold. He showed up a few minutes early. My gorgeous wife (5'5" and 130lbs with long strawberry blond hair) met him at the door wearing a fishnet bodystocking and heels. She looked amazing. He immediately put his arms around her and started kissing her. They stayed in the foyer kissing for a few minutes. His hands were all over her ass and boobs. She was rubbing his cock through his shorts. They broke their embrace and giggled a little. She offered him a drink and he accepted. They moved to the couch with their drinks. The radio was playing some low music. We had just hung some very thin curtains over the windows so I could easily see in but he would not be able to see out. They started kissing again. This time, he broke the kiss and began sucking her breasts. He was rolling her nipple around in his mouth and playfully pulling on it with his mouth. For his age, I thought he was doing a great job getting her worked up. He put his drink on the table and moved in for a tight embrace and very passionate kissing. I had to stand to see what was going on. He picked her up without breaking their kiss and laid her on her back on the chaise portion of the couch. He started kissing her neck and moved to her breasts. He used his mouth and hands to work over her breasts good. She was breathing heavy. Then I noticed that he also had a hand between her legs. It appeared as though some fingers might be inside of her. She was really panting so he had to be fingering her. Next thing I see, her legs start trembling. She was cumming. It lasted a good 10-15 seconds. He stood up and began undressing. She had a glassy look about her. When he pulled his pants down, his cock sprang into view. It was already rigid and larger than me. Like a moth drawn to light, she sat up and immediately put it in her mouth. She licked it up and down, sucked on the head and licked it some more. She lifted it and ran her tongue down to his balls. She started licking them and then taking one, then the other, into her mouth. He was loving it and telling her what a great job she was doing. You could tell he was hard as steel. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and pushed her back. She laid back without any resistance. He lifted up her legs, with heels still attached, and placed them on his shoulders. He had been checked for std's and was negative. He placed his bare cockhead at her entrance and rubbed it up and down. His cock was beginning to glisten and she was telling him to put it in. He told her to tell him that she wanted him to fuck her. She said, "Fuck me. Fuck me now." With that, he slowly started pushing into her pussy. He moaned how tight she was. She laid her head back with her mouth open and moaned. He pulled her legs back until his cock was balls deep inside of her. He gave it a few seconds in order to savour the accomplishment. Here was this 19 year old college athlete fucking a 48 year old MILF. He started slowly thrusting. Her breasts started sliding back and forth on her chest. The sight was intoxicating. I wanted to pull out my own cock and start masturbating but thought better of it. He slowly started picking up steam and so did her breasts. I love watching her very firm B cup tits bouncing while being fucked. He would thrust and hold it in deep for a second before withdrawing. He really started fucking her hard and she was being quite vocal. He was a nice length and girth for her. It went deeper than me but not too deep. The aggressive thrusting hit all of her spots perfectly. She very quickly reached orgasm as her legs tensed and started shaking against his body. He had a difficult time maintaining his rhythm with her tensing. He slowed to a stop and her orgasm finally subsided. He had her roll over and get on her knees. She did but she sucked his cock for a minute first. He pushed her away saying he didn't want to cum just yet. She let it slip out of her mouth. Once on all fours, he stepped up and lined his cock up with her pussy. Again, he rubbed it up and down her slit. She was begging for him to stick it in. He slid it in real slow. She had her mouth open breathing heavily and moaning. He grabbed her hips and started increasing hsi thrusting. She had her head down on the couch and was being extremely vocal. She kept telling him to fuck her hard, don't stop, harder, etc. He just kept fucking her very hard while hanging onto her hips with both hands. I could tell he was getting close by the expression on his face and the high pitch noises he was beginning to make. He slammed into her one last time and came very hard. His orgasm lasted a good 20 seconds. She orgasmed simultaneously and nearly collapsed. I think his hands on her hips was the only thing keeping her up. Once his orgasm was done, he collapsed on her and they both collapsed on the couch. He was sweaty, as was she. They got up and made some small talk. It had only been 45 minutes since he arrived. She offered another drink and he accepted. We had left the sliding glass door open to the basement so I could come inside if I want. I decide to stay right where I was. I didn't want to miss a thing. He had disappeared to the bathroom and she went after he returned. Finally, they were both back on the couch. They sat down and giggled like school kids at what had just transpired. She thanked him for the sex and he thanked her right back. They drank and had some small talk while sitting naked on the couch. After about 20 minutes, she moved closer and started making love to his cock with her mouth. He started growing again. Oh to be 21 again. He just sat back and let her suck his cock for a good 15 minutes. She licked it, sucked it, deepthroated it, licked his balls and sucked his balls. In addition to her mouth, she worked it with her hand like a pro. he was, once again, hard as steel. He moved her onto all fours again pretty quickly. There was no workup this time. She was drenched and he slid all the way in with a slam. She grunted and had a look of pure bliss. She was loving this young kid and his super hard cock. He fucked her hard for another 30 minutes. He also pulled her hair and slapped her ass some. She was loving every minute of it. She had 4 orgasms before he came in her with an explosive orgasm. I could see his cum leaking from her pussy. She held her legs tight trying to keep it from dripping on the floor. She disappeared to the bathroom while he enjoyed his drink. It was non-alcoholic since he was underage and had to drive back. I knew she was ready to be done. She had a wonderful time but I can tell when she is done. I walked around to the front of the house and came in the front door. He looked surprised at first. I told him that all was good. To say he was relieved would be an understatement. We all hung out for about 15 minutes before he decided it was time for him to go. My wife remained naked. He had gotten dressed and I was fully clothed. He and I shook hands and my wife gave him a passionate kiss with a lot of tongue. He slapped her on the ass and said, "We need to do this again." Once he was out the door, I was stripping my clothes off. My wife laid back on the chaise and said she needs a pussy massage. I went over and went down on her. I was a little hesitant initially but I was so horny I didn't care. I was hard as steel at this point. I ate her until she said, "I need you in me now." I made love to her right there on the couch. The First Meeting The day had finally come to meet. They had talked and tantalize each other for weeks and now they would be finally able to put their imaginations to use. Sandy kept looking at the clock at work knowing that there was a good chance Tom was at the motel be then. Tom also was continually looking at the clock with the same thoughts running thru his mind. Not soon enough the hour struck and Sandy quickly went to change and freshen up. The timing was finaly right. Her husband was away on a trip and Tom had a business meeting in her town on the same day. The two of them had dreamed about this day and had planned what and where they would meet if the opportunity every came up. Now was the day and soon would be the time. Both were in a very nervous state. Sandy parked her car and went into the restaurant to meet him. All sorts of fears were racing thru her head. "Will he like what he sees? Am I too Fat? Does these outfit look to sleazy?" These and so much more was troubling her. As she walk into the room her eyes adjusted to the lower light and she tried to look casual as she scanned the room. There in the corner was the man she had come to know and respect as a kind and gentle soul. She knew with that first glance into his eyes that this was exactly what she had been needing for so long. She could tell that he felt the same way. His eyes softened and a look of relief came over his face. He too was relieved to know that she would not hurt him emotionally. He had been afraid that she would stand him up, or turn and run at the sight of him. He saw in her eyes a look of a friend that had been lost for so long and now was found. Tom stood up as gentleman does to greet Sandy as she approached the table. He reached out at first just to shake hands but as she continued to step closer he took her into his arms and hugged her as if they truly were old friends. It was hard to believe that this was the first physical meeting. Sandy smiled up at Tom and stretched to kiss him on th cheek and then thought differently and gave him a kiss filled with innocence and want. After the first moments of nervousness they sat down and started to cautiously chat. The waitress brought them their food but it grew cold as they talked and became more comfortable with each other. finaly the time came to move on. Sandy grinned and ask him how his room was and if she could see it. This startled Tom and he stuttered for a moment and then said "lets go check it out". His room was not to far away and they soon where at his door. They stopped and there was a moment of silence. Sandy laughed a little and told him "It might help to unlock the door so we can go in" To which Tom said "That would be a good idea" and laughed also. The tension was broken again as they entered the room. Once inside Sandy turned around and with a twinkle in her eye put her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss that put the first to shame. Never in his life had he been kissed so deeply or so passionately. He could tell that this was no ordinary woman. This was a women that most men dreamed of. He felt suddenly drunk and knew that that wasn't possible because he hadn't had a drop to drink. He returned her kiss and tried to match her passion. This only encouraged her and she continued to kiss him. Soon he found himself sitting on the edge of the bed and Sandy was standing looking at him. He could smell her scent and was aroused even more. She smelled like a combination of Lilacs, Roses and Vanilla all stirred together. It was a scent that both aroused and relaxed the senses. Her hands were on his shoulders and for a moment she just looked into his eyes and smiled. Now it was his move. He gently pulled her down till she too was sitting on the bed. He felt the silkiness of her long hair and the memory of something she told him once came to mind. She had told him that she would show him what long hair was best for, and he could hardly wait. As they kissed he found himself slowly undoing her blouse and at the same time she was working on his clothes. The difference was that she was having more luck in exposing him. Soon her hand was resting on the core of his being, and it having a mind of it's own was rising to the occasion. Sandy stopped but only for a moment to move into another position. She was now down on the floor on her knees and was extracting him from him pants. Once he was exposed she stopped again and just enjoyed the sight of him. Then with a smile and another twinkle she took him into her mouth and he felt her tongue licking the underside of his cock. Slowly she licked much like she would a lollypop. Up and down, sometimes in a straight line and others in circles. She seem to greatly enjoy the head of his cock. Each time she got there she would moan very softly and he could feel the vibrations vibrating all along the length of him. With each lick she took him a little deeper into her throat. All of a sudden he noticed that she was sucking him with the back of her throat. It was a new experience. At the same time she was caressing him with her lips also. It was as if there were two mouths working on him instead of just one. It soon became too much for him to take and with an explosion so violent he came deep in her mouth. But that wasn't the end. Unlike most women Sandy continued to suck and lick until all of his cum had been extracted form him. Exhausted and spent he laid back to relax and gather himself. Sandy took this opportunity to slip his pants on off. He hadn't realized that he was still for the most part dressed. Sandy then gently slipped off the rest of his clothes and tucked him into bed. He quickly fell asleep exhausted. Sandy smiled and kissed him on the forehead and he gave a grin. She then went into the bathroom and took a shower. She was by no way finished with him. Sandy took her time in the shower enjoying the feeling as the water ran over her body. She loved showers, they always reminded her of a waterfall, so refreshing. As she stepped out of the shower she heard him stir. This brought a smile to her face and she thought now for me. Sandy returned to the bed and dropped her towel and climbed into the bed with him. As she cuddled close his arm reached out for her and she snuggled closer. She allowed her fingers to wander all over his body, slowly so as to not wake him to quickly, but enough that he would wake up. As soon as he was in a state of dozing she bent over him and once again took him into her mouth, this time it was just to get things started. As soon as he was awake enough that he was joining in, and he had risen to the task at hand she straddled him and slowly ever so slowly descended onto him. This was another thing she truly enjoyed. There was nothing as exquisite as a first entry as far as she was concerned. She loved how a cock would spread her pussy open. Stretching it to just the right fit. And then the feeling of being total full of cock. It felt so good that she had to just sit there and scrum just a little. Had to get every last piece inside. Ahhhhh! the joy of it all. Now slowly she began to move, up....and....down....up and down, slowly going a little faster. Now Tom was completely awake and he too began to move. Soon they were in "the lovers dance" and realizing that all the wait was worth every moment. He loved how her hair would caress his balls every time she came down on her stroke. It tickled and he loved her hair. Before he knew it Sandy had leaned over and started to nibble on his ear never missing a beat. From his ear she continued on to his neck and then almost bent in half to nip at his nipples. This was getting to be too much he thought and took control. It was his turn to show her what he could do. He flipped her over onto her back and quickly returned to her warmth. By this time he was so hot he thrust into her, never stopping to think that he could hurt her like that. All he could think of was getting back inside of her. But it was not a problem because as he thrust into her she moaned and he knew that she wanted ever inch he had to offer. She wrapped her legs around his and held on. He had never felt this hot in his life. It was a feeling he could get used to very easily. Soon he was near his limit and he could tell she was too. He had this sudden urge to burry himself in her and he grabbed hold of her butt and pulled towards himself with all his might over and over until they both came with and earth shattering explosion. Exhausted they lay there not disconnecting until he had shrunk enough to fall out. When he did he heard the strangest thing. Sandy moaned with a sad little moan. He asked her what was wrong and she laughed and told him that it had felt so good that she hated for it to end. He laughed at that and told her that "we will just have to see if we can go again in awhile." "That's a promise" she winked at him as she got out of bed to get in the shower again. Laying there in the bed gathering his wits he decided that a shower would feel so good and maybe things would start again in the shower. He smiled as he walked into the bathroom and stepped into the shower with her. She had heard him enter the room and had smile as the same thoughts went thru her head. This was turning out to be a great day. She felt rather than heard him get into the shower with her. The next thing she felt was his hands caressing her back as she lathered up her body. He reached around her and took the soap from her hands. Then soaped up her back lingering on her ass and reaching thru to her pussy with the soap. She was already wet and not just from the soap. The next thing he knew the soap dropped to the floor and she bent over to pick it up. The sight she made was too much for him and he grabbed her waist and with one swift stroke entered her. Her sigh was so sensual and full of desire that he almost came on the spot. As she stood back up and tossed her hair back, it stuck to her back mixing with the soap and water. He had to just stand there for a moment to keep from erupting. This was too much for her and she began to move ever so slowly. Her hands by now were on the wall to support herself or she would have collapse right then and there. He too began to thrust into her enjoying the lather they were making. Soon the sensations got the best of him and he erupted filling her with his seed once again. Never in his life had he produced this much cum in such a short time frame. She truly was a special woman. Stepping form the shower they wrapped the massive towel around themselves and went back into the bedroom. Laying down on the bed he hoped she wouldn't want more because he was having serious doubts as to if he would be able to rise again. As it turned out this was not to be a problem. Sandy cuddled up to Tom and quickly fell asleep Exhausted. Sometime during the night Sandy must have gotten up, dressed and left to go home. When Tom awoke the next morning all that was left of their meeting was a long stem rose on the pillow and an ache in his loins. A sweet reminder of the night of passion they had shared. The Meeting The day had finaly come to meet. They had talked and tantalize each other for weeks and now they would be finaly able to put their imaginations to use. Sandy kept looking at the clock at work knowing that there was a good chance Tom was at the motel be then. Tom also was continually looking at the clock with the same thoughts running thru his mind. Not soon enough the hour struck and Sandy quickly went to change and freshen up. The timing was finaly right. Her husband was away on a trip and Tom had a business meeting in her town on the same day. The two of them had dreamed about this day and had planned what and where they would meet if the opportunity every came up. Now was the day and soon would be the time. Both were in a very nervous state. Sandy parked her car and went into the restaurant to meet him. All sorts of fears were racing thru her head. "Will he like what he sees? Am I too Fat? Does these outfit look to sleazy?" These and so much more was troubling her. As she walk into the room her eyes adjusted to the lower light and she tried to look casual as she scanned the room. There in the corner was the man she had come to know and respect as a kind and gentle soul. She knew with that first glance into his eyes that this was exactly what she had been needing for so long. She could tell that he felt the same way. His eyes softened and a look of relief came over his face. He too was relieved to know that she would not hurt him emotionally. He had been afraid that she would stand him up, or turn and run at the sight of him. He saw in her eyes a look of a friend that had been lost for so long and now was found. Tom stood up as gentleman does to greet Sandy as she approached the table. He reached out at first just to shake hands but as she continued to step closer he took her into his arms and hugged her as if they truly were old friends. It was hard to believe that this was the first physical meeting. Sandy smiled up at Tom and stretched to kiss him on th cheek and then thought differently and gave him a kiss filled with innocence and want. After the first moments of nervousness they sat down and started to cautiously chat. The waitress brought them their food but it grew cold as they talked and became more comfortable with each other. finaly the time came to move on. Sandy grinned and ask him how his room was and if she could see it. This startled Tom and he stuttered for a moment and then said "lets go check it out". His room was not to far away and they soon where at his door. They stopped and there was a moment of silence. Sandy laughed a little and told him "It might help to unlock the door so we can go in" To which Tom said "That would be a good idea" and laughed also. The tension was broken again as they entered the room. Once inside Sandy turned around and with a twinkle in her eye put her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss that put the first to shame. Never in his life had he been kissed so deeply or so passionately. He could tell that this was no ordinary woman. This was a women that most men dreamed of. He felt suddenly drunk and knew that that wasn't possible because he hadn't had a drop to drink. He returned her kiss and tried to match her passion. This only encouraged her and she continued to kiss him. Soon he found himself sitting on the edge of the bed and Sandy was standing looking at him. He could smell her scent and was aroused even more. She smelled like a combination of Lilacs, Roses and Vanilla all stirred together. It was a scent that both aroused and relaxed the senses. Her hands were on his shoulders and for a moment she just looked into his eyes and smiled. Now it was his move. He gently pulled her down till she too was sitting on the bed. He felt the silkiness of her long hair and the memory of something she told him once came to mind. She had told him that she would show him what long hair was best for, and he could hardly wait. As they kissed he found himself slowly undoing her blouse and at the same time she was working on his clothes. The difference was that she was having more luck in exposing him. Soon her hand was resting on the core of his being, and it having a mind of it's own was rising to the occasion. Sandy stopped but only for a moment to move into another position. She was now down on the floor on her knees and was extracting him from him pants. Once he was exposed she stopped again and just enjoyed the sight of him. Then with a smile and another twinkle she took him into her mouth and he felt her tongue licking the underside of his cock. Slowly she licked much like she would a lollypop. Up and down, sometimes in a straight line and others in circles. She seem to greatly enjoy the head of his cock. Each time she got there she would moan very softly and he could feel the vibrations vibrating all along the length of him. With each lick she took him a little deeper into her throat. All of a sudden he noticed that she was sucking him with the back of her throat. It was a new experience. At the same time she was caressing him with her lips also. It was as if there were two mouths working on him instead of just one. It soon became too much for him to take and with an explosion so violent he came deep in her mouth. But that wasn't the end. Unlike most women Sandy continued to suck and lick until all of his cum had been extracted form him. Exhausted and spent he laid back to relax and gather himself. Sandy took this opportunity to slip his pants on off. He hadn't realized that he was still for the most part dressed. Sandy then gently slipped off the rest of his clothes and tucked him into bed. He quickly fell asleep exhausted. Sandy smiled and kissed him on the forehead and he gave a grin. She then went into the bathroom and took a shower. She was by no way finished with him. Sandy took her time in the shower enjoying the feeling as the water ran over her body. She loved showers, they always reminded her of a waterfall, so refreshing. As she stepped out of the shower she heard him stir. This brought a smile to her face and she thought now for me. Sandy returned to the bed and dropped her towel and climbed into the bed with him. As she cuddled close his arm reached out for her and she snuggled closer. She allowed her fingers to wander all over his body, slowly so as to not wake him to quickly, but enough that he would wake up. As soon as he was in a state of dozing she bent over him and once again took him into her mouth, this time it was just to get things started. As soon as he was awake enough that he was joining in, and he had risen to the task at hand she straddled him and slowly ever so slowly descended onto him. This was another thing she truly enjoyed. There was nothing as exquisite as a first entry as far as she was concerned. She loved how a cock would spread her pussy open. Stretching it to just the right fit. And then the feeling of being total full of cock. It felt so good that she had to just sit there and scrum just a little. Had to get every last piece inside. Ahhhhh! the joy of it all. Now slowly she began to move, up....and....down....up and down, slowly going a little faster. Now Tom was completely awake and he too began to move. Soon they were in "the lovers dance" and realizing that all the wait was worth every moment. He loved how her hair would caress his balls every time she came down on her stroke. It tickled and he loved her hair. Before he knew it Sandy had leaned over and started to nibble on his ear never missing a beat. From his ear she continued on to his neck and then almost bent in half to nip at his nipples. This was getting to be too much he thought and took control. It was his turn to show her what he could do. He flipped her over onto her back and quickly returned to her warmth. By this time he was so hot he thrust into her, never stopping to think that he could hurt her like that. All he could think of was getting back inside of her. But it was not a problem because as he thrust into her she moaned and he knew that she wanted ever inch he had to offer. She wrapped her legs around his and held on. He had never felt this hot in his life. It was a feeling he could get used to very easily. Soon he was near his limit and he could tell she was too. He had this sudden urge to burry himself in her and he grabbed hold of her butt and pulled towards himself with all his might over and over until they both came with and earth shattering explosion. Exhausted they lay there not disconnecting until he had shrunk enough to fall out. When he did he heard the strangest thing. Sandy moaned with a sad little moan. He asked her what was wrong and she laughed and told him that it had felt so good that she hated for it to end. He laughed at that and told her that "we will just have to see if we can go again in awhile." "That's a promise" she winked at him as she got out of bed to get in the shower again. The First Meeting As I walked towards the door knowing it was my Master, the last few months came rolling back to me. The love that I felt and the love you had given. That first phone call and the trepidation I felt when I first heard your voice. The first time I felt your voice burrow into, me finding the need within. The passion you brought out in me. The gentle understanding you always showed when I failed you. My body writhing, covered in sweat, as you made me cum for you with just a word. All of it making my heart race and juices flow as I moved closer to that which I had been waiting for. I had known you for a while through the chat room I had visited. You were a well respected Dom that everyone knew. I knew you were someone I could trust and respect but that was all I knew until one day you talked to me. That was all it took. We started talking over the phone daily and within a short time I was yours. You saw what I needed and gave it to me, binding me to you. I became your submissive in my heart and soul and I longed only to be with you. And now all my waiting would be rewarded for here I was, only a step away from the touch I had been craving for so long. With nervous steps I finally reached the door. I got on tip toe to look through the peep hole in the door to see you standing there waiting and I opened the door. My heart beats so fast that I fear it may jump right out of my chest as you say hello, with that special lilt that makes me smile, and walk through the door. So confidently you stroll over to the bed and sit down taking your shoes off and getting more comfortable. You seem completely relaxed as I come over and sit on the edge of the bed just watching. My body is trembling within from the need and the want within as I watch you stand and look at me. All the months that lead up to this one moment and my heart catches in my throat as I see the love in your eyes and I am yours. “Do I get a kiss?” you say as you smile down on me. “Of course Master” I utter lowly and nervously as I move closer to you. Your kiss touches me deeply as a fire is lit within from the passion you create in me. The burn ignites my soul and makes me wet as passion overtakes me. You reach inside my robe and touch my breast gently and I tremble. You look at me and smile. I cannot help but smile seeing the smile that is my light in the darkness. You lie down on the bed and tell me to come to you. I lay down beside you looking into your eyes smiling feeling the love emanating from you. As you reach out to touch me, my body shivers and you grin. You slowly open my robe and caress my flesh softly looking at my body. You take my nipples into your fingers squeezing lightly as you look into my eyes. Suddenly you begin twisting and pulling them and I groan, my body arching toward your hands. I close my eyes, as my excitement grows, feeling the heat spread. “Look at me” you say forcefully and I jolt, open my eyes and am taken away into you. At that moment there is nothing but your presence and the feel of your touch. I am your precious toy. I cannot take my eyes from yours. You tease my nipples, continuing to look deeply into my eyes and I am mesmerized. My body pulses from within and I arch, moaning against your fingers still teasing my nipples. Twisting and tugging them, you send electricity through me. You pinch them hard and a moan escapes my lips. You smile and take my nipple to your mouth sucking it gently. You then look deeply into my eyes caressing my breasts hard your strength enough to push me to the edge. The feelings well up in me as my body responds to your touch. My body quivers. Longing and needing to feel you within me, I begin to draw in raged breaths through whimpers. You grin, feeling the desire churn out of me. Each breath brings me closer to you and closer to release; release of myself into you, release of the orgasm that I am on the verge of, release of all my doubts and fears in favor of truths; and just then I smile. There are no words at that moment for nothing needs to be said. As I look into your eyes I feel as though we have always been and will always be and the rest of the world fades. Only you and I, a Dom and his submissive, and the pure love and hope remain. You keep your eyes focused on mine as you slowly slide across the bed trailing your fingers across and away from me. You undress slowly and I smile as I just watch you from my place on the bed. You walk around the end of the bed with a smile on your face that makes me smile. You tell me to come and I rush to you, eager and needy and wanting you. “Bend over on all fours” you say and then slap my ass hard. I do as you wish, gasping and trembling as your hand connects driving me forward and making my heart pound with excitement. I can feel my sex as it pulsates and swells, the moisture spreading. You push my shoulders to the floor, sticking my ass in the air. My body twitches from within as I feel your presence beside me. The first blow catches me and I feel the heat spread across my cheeks. The crack of the paddle drowns out the world, until I hear only the thump of the blood in my head and the slap. I begin to raise my head and you thrust it back towards the floor. I begin to moan and tremble as each slap pushes me forward. You grin as you see the need and excitement within me burst into flames. I shake as you slowly push your thumb against my ass. I moan loudly wanting to thrust against you. Pushing and playing with my ass, I groan. As you begin to push deeper into me, I begin to move with your hand wanting it inside me. I can feel myself opening to you and moan as you continue to play with my ass. I can feel the coldness of metal at my hole as you begin to work the plug into me. I open like a flower as you push it deeply into me and I grunt loudly. I squirm as you twist it within me. My sex twitches and throbs with need as I feel it move around within me. “You like that, don’t you” you say as you work it deeper and deeper. “Yes Master” I stammer as you push down on my neck; pushing me closer to the floor as you thrust it deep inside. You feel me quaking beneath your touch and know I am close to orgasm. As you remove the plug from me, I cry out. You slowly guide me to your cock, by my hair pulling slightly. I take it into my mouth sucking softly feeling as it swells and hardens; tasting that first glistening drop of you. You spread my legs before you and lay me back smiling. You push my legs into the air and begin to probe my wetness with your cock, letting it trail over my swollen clit making me ache for it. My body shudders with each pass; my wetness and heat spreading across my flesh. I moan loudly and grip the bed, I begin to close my eyes and you jerk me back to you. I look back up at you, looking into your eyes. “Look at me as you cum” you say as you thrust into me and I cannot help but explode from the inside out. Arching my back, gripping the bed, and shaking violently; like a tiny raft tossed on a sea of emotion, my body is pummeled by the intensity of each wave crashing over me. I am still mesmerized by your eyes, escalating the intensity of each wave. With each thrust making me cry out, you plunge your cock deeper and deeper inside me. My body writhes and trembles, as the orgasm continues to roll through me. Pulling out just as you are about to cum you move your cock to my lips and as your seed juts from your cock I open my mouth sucking it softly and taking it into my mouth. “Take me into you” you say as I greedily suck and lap up all remaining cum from your cock kissing it gently as I am done. You tilt my head up to you, caressing my hair softly. As I look up into your eyes, you smile down on me, pure love emanating from. As you reach down caressing my cheek tenderly, I smile. “I love you Master” I say proudly and tears fall from my eyes as I realize I am home. The whole week that we spent together was like a dream come true. Everything I feared was swept away and everything I hoped was made a reality. Thank you for making me yours Master, and for bringing me into your light and love, making me a part of it. The First Meeting They had been chatting online for a few weeks and the excitement had been building up inside her. Debbie was 35 and lived alone. All of her relationships had never lived up to what she wanted them to be and she felt lost and lonely. She craved a man who would take control and be forceful with her. Once she started to explore the internet, she realized that there were many others like her out there and many more men who took an interest in submissive women. When she placed an ad at a bondage website, she got many responses, but most of them were from pretenders who just wanted sex. But one response was from a Master who liked to train subs for his pleasure. He intrigued her so much that they began talking. Suddenly she realized that this was what she really wanted out of life. He was strong willed and controlling. He demand nude pix and erotic stories, he wanted to know everything about her life. She told him everything he wanted to know willingly. It warmed her inside to finally give in to her real nature and be the submissive she wanted to be. She craved only to please him and no one else, not even her own pleasure matter any more. She talked to no other Master, always waiting faithfully for her 'One' to come online. She longed to submit to him ever day. As things had turned out, she did not live very far away from him. Less than an hours drive and there were lots of places to meet in between. So eventually they began to discuss it. What would happen if they met? What kind of things would do together? It was all very erotic and she felt herself get wet whenever her Master would talk to her and discuss meeting. When they talked online she would often masturbate wishing her Master was with her. Of course, she would tell her Master what she was doing and then she had to wait for permission to finally cum and get the release she longed for. She was a good slave only wanting to please her Master, but the best way to please was in person. They had exchanged pictures before and had a good idea of what each other looked like. She was 5'5" a little over weight with long sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. He was tall dark and handsome. Finally, one day he wasn't online when she had been looking for him, so she sent an e-mailing begging for him to talk to her, to meet with her, to use her in anyway he saw fit. She was going to go insane without his touch or caress. It had been far too long since she had the touch of a man against her flesh. The next day there was the reply she had been waiting for all this time! It simply read: 'Paradise Night Club, Friday night at 9 PM. Make sure to look good; make up, perfume, lacy underwear and a slinky black dress. I will be there waiting for you. Despite your nervousness, you will find and approach me. You won't be able to resist. This is your one and only chance to prove your worth to me. Please don't let me down or I'll be forced to find someone else... Master. P.S. You are not allowed to masturbate or touch yourself in any sexual way between now and then.' In the few seconds it took to read the message she had grown completely wet. Friday was two days way! How could she stand the wait?! She thought. She looked for him online, but over the next two days he was no where to be found. She followed his instructions to the letter, not wanting to displease him in anyway! She had resisted the urge to touch herself, trying to keep busy and not think about it. Friday night she worried and fretted hoping that she would look good enough for her Master. She showered and shaved, than spent over an hour in front of the mirror trying to get the make up just right. Dark eye shadow, ruby lips, and the subtle perfume she new what her Master wanted and she had to get it all just right. She knew what dress to wear, but she changed her mind about her underwear about a dozen times or more before finally settling on a pink lacy bra and matching thong. She was sure that her Master would be pleased with her choice. The black dress was easy, she had worn one in a pictures she had sent, so she knew exactly what she should wear. Once she felt she was perfect, she got in the car and drove to the bar. She was on edge when she finally pulled up to the club. Her nerves were getting the best of her and her heart was racing. She had never met anyone this way before and certainly not a Master, someone she had promised herself to in both mind and body. Still she was getting excited and she could feel herself getting wetter by the minute as she walked inside. The atmosphere was dark as in most clubs. But this one had two levels to it. She took a seat near the dance floor where she would easily be seen. She looked around, but did not see him. However, with so many people there and many more coming in, it was hard to tell where he might be or if he was even there yet. A waitress came to her and she ordered a drink while she waited to find him or for him to find her. Meanwhile, her Master had arrived ahead of her. This was nothing new to him, he had done this many times before with other women and it had always gone the same. No matter how much they wanted it, the first meeting was always nervous for them. They would sit alone or wander around waiting for him. This was the part he savored the most, watching her from afar like a lion stocking his prey. He drank her nervousness and fear like a fine wine. He sat on the upper level that over looked the dance floor making sure she would have a hard time seeing him, but he could still view her. He had to admit she did look good, even better than in her pictures and he liked the dress that she had chosen for him. It gave him an excellence view of her cleavage. He sat there watching her for nearly a half an hour before finally making his move. A waitress came by and he called her over. "You see that woman down there in the black dress?" He asked her. The waitress leaned in close to hear, the music was a bit loud. But he got an excellent view of her breasts and smile inwardly. "The one sitting alone?" She questioned. "Yes, that's her," He pulled out a twenty dollar bill. "I want you to send her a drink. Something simple, like a rum & coke. Don't tell her who it is coming from. Simply tell her that her Master is watching over her. She'll understand. If you can do this for me than the rest of the money is yours." "No problem," She said looking at over a 15 dollar tip with a big smile. She seemed use to strange request with big tips attached to them. But this wasn't the first time he had done this either and the waitress had noticed him in here before. He watched patiently as the waitress went and got a drink from the bar and carried it over to the table. Debbie was still unsure of what would happen and she was thinking of ordering another drink to calm her nervous when suddenly the waitress appeared. "I hope this makes sense to you, but this drink has been sent over for you. I'm supposed to tell you that 'your Master is watching over you.' I hope I got that right. Anyway it’s already paid for so here. I'll take the empty away," The waitress had done well. She took the empty glass and set down the new drink. Debbie's face flushed with embarrassment, even though she did not know the waitress, she was still aware of what was going on. Still Debbie had to know. "Thank you. Could you tell me where he is?" She asked scanning the crowd quickly. "Sorry, I'm not allowed," She replied with a shrug. Debbie was totally humiliated! She just stared down at the drink until the waitress went away. He Master ordered another drink for himself while he watched her slowly begin to sip on her drink. His drink came and he sipped on in as she began to scan the room once again, this time she had taken the clue and look hard at the upper level. He had a small table in the corner, but this time he did not hide from her he sat up and moved a bit so she would notice him. Suddenly she looked at him. Their eyes locked. He smiled and raised his glass to salute her. Her heart raced, it was him! She finally spotted him! He had been watching her the whole time! She was filled with excitement and fear at the same time. She was drawn to him just as he said she would be. She never thought she would have the nerve, but suddenly she longed for him badly. Her underwear became soaked with the wetness that dripped from her slit. The orders were for her to approach him. This was her one and only chance he had said in his message. She didn't want to make any mistake. They had been talking for weeks and knew each other fairly well already. She got up, her legs were weak and her stomach was in knots. But this was what she wanted, she had to do it. Slowly she made her way up to the other level and over to his table. Her eyes were down cast, afraid to look up at him despite the fact that she did find him good looking. She walked right up to him, moving in close so they could talk. "Greetings m-my M-Master," She struggled with the words, but she had planned what she would say for the last two days, unable to sleep thinking about it. Suddenly he stood up and took her free hand in his, bending and kissing it lightly. "Greetings my precious little slave! Please, have a seat." Her heart almost stopped and it all seemed like a waking dream. It was almost better than she could have expected. "I have wanted to meet you for so long, sir." "I understand. When you finally begged me to meet with you, I knew you were ready to be placed under my total and complete control." "Thank you for the drink Master. You have been too kind to this slave, sir." She said she still looking down, afraid. "You may look me in the eye slave. I'm not going to harm you," He said with a wicked smile. "Thank you, sir." She said looking up at him. It was hypnotic. She was his totally. She would do whatever she was order to do, no matter what. She wanted to be his play toy so badly it almost hurt to think of it. "I like your dress, it makes you look very beautiful," He complimented her. He sat back completely at ease watching her intently as she blushed and squirmed beneath his gaze. She flushed red with embarrassment. She wasn't use to such compliments. She had never considered herself that pretty. "Thank you, sir. I tried my best to meet your approval. I hope you are satisfied, sir." Indeed I am," He said. He took a sip of his drink before he continued. "You were very eager to meet me when we talked on the internet. Why are you so nervous now?" "Yes, sir. I know I'm trying to be at ease, but it is hard. I am eager to meet you, sir. I'm very happy to be here with you now, sir." She replied. She tried taking a deep breath and a sip of her drink to calm herself. "I know why you are here. But why don’t you tell me anyway. Do you want me to possess you? To control you? To treat you as my property?" He questioned her. "Yes, sir," She replied. She needed another deep drink to continue. "I'm willing to give myself over to you completely, sir. You may control me as you wish. I-I Want to be your property," There she had said it! It was one of the hardest things she had ever said, because she truly meant it. "Your Master is please. But you will prove your faithfulness to me tonight. Understand? If you really want to be my property you will have to do whatever I ask, no matter how you feel about doing it. From this moment forth I own you. Understand?" He stated in a very serious voice. This wasn't a game any more. She had to do as she was told without question if she wanted to be with him. Terrified, she could still not resist her nature. She nodded in agreement. "Yes, sir," She said under her breath. "Whatever you desire, sir. Whatever you wish for, I will fulfill it." "Very good, slut," He said with a smile. "Finish you drink. I have someplace I want to take you." Her heart was beating faster and faster. She finished her drink and nodded. Her excitement was so great she was sure she had left a wet spot on the chair where she was sitting. Her dress was short enough that it barely covered her ass when she sat down and her thong was soaked. Debbie's new Master finished his drink and then stood up. Taking her hand he guided her threw the maze of tables and people. They went outside and around back to where his car was waiting. It was all a blur. Suddenly she noticed that she was in the car as her subspace began to sink in. The drinks help to loosen up her mind, her resistance to his charm and his commanding voice. "You must come with me to a place that is more private. I want you to please me, but I don't want to be spied upon. Soon you will finally be able to please you Master properly. You are not to question me in anyway, nor can you ask where we are going. I can only give you my word that as long as you are with me you are safe and no serious harm will come to you. Do you trust me slave?" He asked. "Yes, sir." "Good. We aren't going to drive very far. I know a place close by that is quiet this time of night," Her Master added. He was right of course. They did not drive very far maybe only 15 or 20 minutes before they found the park he was looking for. It was night and the darkness was only broken by the light of a near full moon. It was kind of like a rest area, but it went deep into the bush, until they came to the side of a river where the grass was newly cut and a few tables and fire pits had been set up for the passing motorist to use. Tonight this place would be used for something, much more interesting. They finally stopped. She trembled in anticipation. "Is this what you longed for?" He asked. "Yes, sir," Was all she could say. "What are you will to do for me to prove your worthy of my touch?" "Anything you command of me, sir." "Get out of the car," He commanded. She got out. He did the same walking around to trunk and opening it, than he walked around to where she was standing. "Strip for me slave," He demanded with a cold calculating stare. Still shaking, she slowly reached behind her and unzipped her dress and let it slip to the ground. Her Master walked back around to the open trunk. "Fold your clothes neatly on the roof of your Master's car," He ordered. He watched as she undressed for him, her milky white flesh glowing in the moonlight. She folded the dress neatly and put it on top of the car. She undid her bra and folded it up. Finally she took a deep breath and took off her thong. She could smell her own sex. As she fold them up and placed them on the car she could see that they were covered in her own secretions and the moisture had gone right threw leaving a damp patch on the outside. Finally she stood naked before her Master. "Turn around with your back to me," He commanded. She did so he took a blindfold and a pair of handcuffs out of the trunk and approached her. "Just try to relax and enjoy yourself. Your Master is very proud with how you are performing for him. Stick you hands out behind you." She did so and suddenly found the cold steel handcuffs being placed around her wrists until they were secured. She was surprised to find that she was still getting wetter and her cilt began to tingle even though it had not been touched in days. Finally, a blindfold was placed around her eyes and tightened snugly. She could see nothing. She stood naked cuffed and blindfolded trembling with a mixture of desire and fear. When she was shocked by something she never expected. Perhaps it was only her nervousness of the moment, but she suddenly felt the urge to pee and it wasn't going to wait long. She did have two drinks and never used the washroom before they left. Had it been part of the plan? She didn’t know, but something had to be done. "Master? I must tell you something before we continue, sir," She said nervously. "Yes my little slutty slave?" He questioned caught a little off guard. "Master your slave girl has to pee," She said. Despite being naked, she flushed with embarrassment making her body feel hot, even with the cool breeze upon her skin. Her Master laughed. Clearly he was amused and even surprised by this particular situation, but still he was not upset by it. "If you beg you Master, he might let you go potty," He suggested. Knowing that her Master was still behind her she turned around a sunk down to her knees as a good slave must always do when begging for a favor from her Master. "Please Master, I beg of you to take pity on this poor slave of yours, sir. Your slave girl lacks basic control over herself and must relieve herself soon, sir. Obviously she still needs much training, but that is why she begs to be yours completely, sir. But please take pity on her suffering this once and allow her to go potty, sir," Debbie begged even using the childish word ‘potty’ as a good slave should. Debbie had never been so turned on, nor so humiliated in all of her life. Here she was naked her knees getting dirty from kneeling before a complete strange as she begged to take a piss. Her Master was impressed with her progress as his new slave. She was truly his to command and play with. Finally after thinking about it for a minute he agreed. "Alright you may relieve yourself. Squat here and piss by the side of the car," He told her. It was so much humiliation that she almost cried, but held back not wanting her Master to see her weakness. Debbie didn't want to offend her Master in any way. This was their first meeting if she offended him or didn't please him in some way, there may never be another one. It took a minute while her Master watched patiently, but finally she was able to pee. He watched carefully as it came flooding out, glistening in the moonlight. His slave could not see what was going on, she could only hear the noise it made and it hit the ground turning the dirt to mud. When she was finally finished she felt much better. Her bladder no longer hurt her and she understood the truly meaning of relief. However, she became aware that without the use of her hands she could not wipe nor did she have anything to wipe with. She just hovered trying to shake the drips off of her lips. Suddenly she was grabbed by the arm. "Bend over the car hood," She was instructed as she was also manipulated. He used his foot to spread her legs far apart, until she was lying helplessly across it. Opening the car door he got a tissue and used it to wipe the piss off her pussy. She was shocked at his rough touch, but craved much more, moving so he could reach her better, yet he would not touch her most sacred spot. Once she was clean and dry he put the tissue away or throw it somewhere, she had no idea since she was still wearing the blindfold. Despite being wiped clean she was still getting wet as the cool night air caressed her ass and pussy. She felt his fingers probing gently all around her slit and pulling at the lips. The experience was so erotic she sighed as he slowly stimulated her. Her clit was on fire as he touched and pinched it, pulling at it roughly. He’s doing a pretty good examination of my private area, she thought. "What would you like your Master to do to you?" He questioned her. "This slave girl is all yours Master. You can do whatever you want with her, sir. Tonight she is you toy, sir," Debbie said as her stiffened nipples rubbed on the hood of the car sending a chill down her spine. Her nipples had always been sensitive, but with everything going on, it was a mental overload. "You are growing wet again slave," Her Master commented as he rubbed her pussy, spreading her juices all over. "It is for your pleasure, sir," She said giving in to her nature and her experience. Finally she found herself relaxing. She knew she was safe in his possession. She let herself drift in and out of subspace enjoying every moment of it. Finally he took some of her own juices and spread it on her pouting asshole. The feeling was strange to her. She had never been fucked in the ass and had never even played with it before. It was a weird experience. It felt good and in her excited state, nothing really mattered accept that he was still touching her. The First Meeting I arrive at the motel. You had given me direction, and explicit instructions. I knew exactly which room you'd be in, waiting for me. As I parked my car, my stomach is doing flip flops. You had told me to wear a short black skirt, tight low cut black shirt, a red lace thong with matching bra, and knee high leather high heeled boots. You also told me to have my pussy shaved nice and clean. I was wet already, and I hadn't even gotten out of the car. I nervously approached the door, wondering if I should turn around. I take a deep breath, heart pounding, hands shaking slightly, and knock on the door. After what seems like an eternity, but is really just a few seconds....it opens. I see you for the first time, our eyes meeting. You hold my stare. "Hello.'‘ I stammer. "Hi babes." you say. "Come In." I step in, and glance around. You close the door behind me, grab me, turn me around and press me up against it, grabbing my hands - our fingers interlocking....and you bring them above my head, pressing them to the door. You lean down, and kiss me deeply. "Are you ready?" I look up nervously, you can see fear and excitement mingling in my eyes. I nod. "You need this. You've needed this for a long time." You kiss me again releasing my hands, as your roam over my body. Then you point to the center of the room. "Stand over there." I walk nervously, still wondering if I'm ready for my fantasies to come true. You walk around me in a circle, looking at me from all angles. You move behind me, and sit in a chair in the corner. Everything is quiet for a moment. "Turn around and face me." I turn slowly, and look at you. "You're quite lovely." "Thank you." "Take off your shirt." My stomach does another flip flop, as I hear my first command. I am sure this will be the first of many. I slowly remove my shirt. You stare at me. Silence fills the room again. "Do you know the safeword?" "Yes." You get up from the chair and walk toward me. Your hands travel across my shoulders, and down my arms. You look directly into my eyes. "Good, because you may need it." Those words send chills down my spine. I'm not sure if I know what I'm getting into. "I will take you places you've never been before. You will feel things you've never felt before. Do you trust me?" "Yes." You unzip my skirt, and it falls around my feet. You tell me to step out of it, and I do. You sit back down. "Crawl to me, on your hands and knees." I get down on all fours, and awkwardly crawl over. You pull my face into your crotch, your cock is hard underneath your pants. I can feel it. "Do you feel that? You're going to feel it everywhere this weekend. Everywhere." You release my head and tell me to release your cock. I undo your pants, and it springs forward freely. I gently stroke it with one hand. "Mmmmmm, I've wanted you for so long. Wanted you in EVERY way." You say. "Do you know what I want now?" My response is to lick the tip of your cock lightly with my tongue. "Yes." You half moan. I continue to move my hand over your shaft, as I taste you. Then I take your cock in my mouth, running my tongue around your shaft. You shift slightly, sliding down a little in the chair. Then you grab my head, pulling me down on you. You guide my head, as you feel the heat of my mouth around you. I start to move faster. You moan, you grab my head and shove your self down my throat. I start to gag, you're cutting off my airway. I panic for a second, and you release me. You shove me back, and I fall. "You will learn to open wider for me, and not to gag." I am laying on my back, upset I just displeased you. "This is ground for your first punishment." You stand and walk over to the bed. You tell me to lay across your lap. I do. You run your hands down my back, and over my ass. "Nice thong." Your hand runs down my butt, and between my cheeks. For the first time your fingers explore me. You can feel my wetness through the thin material of the thong. I am soaking. "Someone's having fun." Suddenly, you raise your hand, and it comes down cracking my ass. I jerk, and let out a small moan. I wasn't expecting it to hurt so much. "Shhhhhhhh. Do I have to gag you?" "No." "Alright then, you will get 15 spanks. Count them." SMACK "Two." "Two? What happened to one?" "But, you gave me one before." "That didn't count. We start now, we start over. Count." SMACK "One." SMACK "Two." SMACK SMACK SMACK By ten, tears are forming in my eyes. You finish, and look at my red ass, pleased by the color it's turned. You run your hands over my burning flesh. Again, one hand runs between my legs. You slip your fingers under my thong. They run along my pussy lips. I moan softly. You slip a finger inside of me, moving it in and out slowly. Then you fuck me with two fingers. I start to move, to press against your hand. You lean over and whisper in my ear. "Aw babes, we're going to have so much fun." I'm so hot. I want you. You stop fucking me. You pick me up, and throw me on the bed. I'm laying there on my back. You take off my boots, your hands traveling the length of my legs. You kiss me from my feet up to my pussy. Then slowly pull down my thong. You kiss the top of my pussy, your tongue circling my clit. I moan and push myself into your face. You lick my slit, your tongue dipping into my cunt. "UHHHHHHH. OH GOD," I moan. "Shhhhh. NOT A SOUND OUT OF YOU." You go back to my pussy, licking and sucking. Then you move up my stomach. I'm secretly disapointed, I wanted you to let me cum. You reach behind me and undo my bra. You pull it off of my releasing my tits. You lean in and lick my nipple, drawing it into your mouth. Then you bite it. "AHHH." "I TOLD YOU NO SOUND, THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING." Then you tie my hands above my head, and my legs to the corners of the bed. I am stretched out before you, naked and dripping wet. You take off your pants and your shirt, and straddle me. You rub your hard cock on my face. It's so hard I can see it pulsing. I open my mouth, and you enter me again. My tongue roaming around your cock. You feel my lips pressed against you. Again, you grab my head ans force yourself deep down my throat. You pump my head. You moan loudly. I can feel you're ready to cum. Your cock stiffens, and you pull out...cumming all over my face. Your cum hits my cheeks, my forehead and my chin. I reach out and try to catch some on my tongue. Trying desparately to taste you. You pant, enjoying the pleasure. Then you move your cock back to my mouth. "CLEAN ME" I take you inside once again, cleansing you, licking up all the remains. "CUM SLUT." I'm shocked to hear the words come out of your mouth. But it only makes me wetter. God, I want you inside of me so badly, I can taste it. "NOW FOR THE REAL FUN." I look at you. Your cock is still hard. You lick and kiss every inch of my body. Then you tease my clit and pussy with the head of your cock. "YOU WANT IT DON'T YOU. YOU WANT IT SO BADLY." I nod frantically. "Yes, I want all of you...everywhere." You undo my bonds and flip me over, tying me open on my stomach. You place a couple of pillows underneath my stomach. You lay on top of me. "You want me in your ass don't you. Let me hear it." "I want you in my ass." "No" you whisper in my ear. "SAY IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT SLUT." "I WANT YOU IN MY ASS." I scream. You grab a hand towel and shove it in my mouth. Then I can feel the head of your pulsing cock at the rosebud of my ass. You RAM yourself in. I scream through the towel. I am sure I'm being spilt in two. My cunt drips below me. You continue to pound me, and the pain turns into ecstacy. You reach below me with one hand and massage my clit gently. I am so close to cumming. "LET GO." You tell me. And I cum, so hard. Harder than ever before, and for the first time with someone else. You can feel my ass tighten in waves as I cum, over and over again, jerking and spasming. You can't hold off anymore, and I feel the heat of your cum in my ass. After you kiss my back, and remove the gag. You lay on top of me. Both of us panting. You undo my bonds, and hold me. "That was a good first lesson." You say. "Thank you for teaching me." To be continued......... The First Meeting We meet at my place, headed out somewhere nice for dinner on Friday, in my car and I tell you we will be taking the T into the city. You say nothing, but noting the late hour, you think we'd better hurry to make dinner. We pull into the train station and look for a place to park, and travelling up the levels, we encounter fewer and fewer cars, and you beginning to wonder why I don't just park. Finally, I pull into a spot in the corner, overlooking Boston, and I back in beside another car in the primarily empty lot. I tell you I'm locking my things in the trunk and I suggest you do the same w/your purse, so you follow me to the rear of the car, and I take your purse and my bag, locking them into the trunk. You look out over Boston, and look down, seeing people walking by on the street, and they can look up and see you leaning over just as you feel my hands tracing up your legs slowly, one moving up the front of them, up your skirt, the other slowly drifts under your Spaghetti strap shirt and black fleece, cupping your left tit in your bra as your pussy moistens under my approaching fingers. You moan and spread your legs, allowing access to my prying finger as you lean over the rail a tit pops out, nipple hardening under the warm caress of the spring breeze. My finger runs through your lips and you shudder, a soft moan escaping your lips as your other tit pops out, and immediately gets attention from my left hand while the prying finger works and teases you, finally ending on your clit. Your breathe shudders and you stiffen, turning to kiss me, our lips lock, lust mingled with the excitement of being caught. I pick you up and lift you onto the back end of my car, placing your feet on the garage railing. I kiss you, then scooting your butt to the edge, I drop down on you, looking into your eyes while I eat your pussy, my hands teasing and playing with your breasts as you quiver and quake from my very lips as you feel wave after wave of orgasm sweeping over you. After 3 orgasms I pull away, standing and looking in your eyes, and you can smell yourself on me, but lust has taken over and you kiss me, just as you do, you feel it filling you, stretching you, hitting deep within you in one powerful stroke, as my thumb hits your clit at the same time you shake and cum hard, your breath ragged as many little lightening bolts run through your body. I suck your tongue, your breast poking me in the chest as your body twitches post orgasmic. You slide off the trunk and turn around, putting on foot on the bumper and rolling your hips, awaiting my cock. I enter you, letting you sigh as my balls nuzzle your clit, my hands on your hips as you lie on the car, your nipples reacting to the steel while your getting fucked from behind, in a way you haven't been for a long time, when you feel me stop. You look up and see another couple walking towards us...they haven't seen us yet, but they are obviously coming our way. I pick you up and slide you to the ground on all fours beside my car and keep going hard and fast while you try to stay quiet, they walk up onto the other side of the car, talking about the movie they just saw and how nice dinner was, meanwhile your wet pussy is sloshing and your sighs are almost evident of where we are. They talk for what seems like an eternity, meanwhile my fingers find your clit again, causing you to cum hard, feeling you shake silently knowing your orgasm is powerful and killer. Finally, they back out of the spot, swinging around the front of our car where the driver sees us, watching us, and accidentally backs into a post. He gets out, as does his wife, who goes around to the back of the car and misses seeing us while he watches us. I pull you upright, balancing you against the wall and the car so he can see your tits and pussy, and we watch the bulged grow in his pants, and I hit your clit again, making you cum. His wife finds no damages, so they get back in the car, him watching us very intently and drive away. I pull out and decide it is time to catch the train instead of risking more trouble. We gather ourselves, making out way down several flights to the platform where we find ourselves alone again. I sit on the bench, pulling you onto my lap and whispering in your ear "it's my turns to get Mine" as I flip your skirt up an little, I pull out my cock and slide it straight inside you. I marvel at the tight feeling and sit as you ride me, your pussy rippling with the occasional orgasm. Soon, people start flittering into the station, and it would be obvious for us to separate now, so we sit and wait, and I feel your pussy contracting around me, my member sitting idly within your depths throbbing, on the verge of orgasm. We see the train rubble in, the conductor sitting almost in front of us as it comes to a halt. We sit patiently, letting everyone get on before we move, when you look over and see what the conductor is looking at. He can see me inside you, no one else can, so in a daring move, you lift your skirt and rub your clit and my balls. I moan that I'm going to cum and I reach up, pulling out your tits as the conductor holds the train up watching us, lust dancing in his eyes. I moan and cum, and you feel it, thick shot after thick shot deep within your pussy, coating your insides with thick, heavy, hot cum making your orgasm again. You turn to kiss me, letting the skirt fall as your shirt falls back into place, and the train rumbles off. We agree to call it an evening and we go back to my place. The First Meeting We have been email friends for over two years. You finally ask me out for a drink, but I need to go to you. You live and work in NYC and you know that I have always wanted to meet you face to face. You tell me what bar to meet you at and give me directions to get there. After a two-hour train ride, and two hours of nothing but thinking about meeting you, I step through the door. You already told me where you would be sitting, so I knew right where to look for you. I'm nervous to finally meet you, but I don't want you to see it on my face. I hold my head high and walk straight to you. You turn your head and smile as you see me. You get up off the chair and step close to me. I extend my hand to you and we finally meet. Your grip is firm and solid and your hand holds mine a little longer than I expected. You offer to finally buy me that drink that we have been talking about for so long. For the first hour, we sit at the bar, sipping our drinks and talking. You are very, very good looking. Very handsome. The moment you shook my hand, I felt a connection. A fire. I know that we are both aware of the electricity in the air as our legs bump and as our arms brush against each other. We drink slowly and allow the alcohol to mellow, but not enough to dull the senses. During a silence, you gaze into my eyes. You lean in to kiss me you but stop, teasing me and instead hold my eyes. Your one knee is between mine, slowly pushing against my thigh, making my legs open a bit as I sit on the high stool. You smile as you continue to tease me and your hand goes around my upper waist, pulling me closer to you. Your fingers slightly brush the side of my breast. That simple touch sends my senses reeling. You lean in and breathe into my ear, " I know are getting wetter. I am going to take your panties home with me tonight." My breath catches in my throat and I let out a small sigh. After a minute or so, you break the moment and take my hand and lead me to the pool tables in the back. We shoot pool and order two more drinks. You enjoy watching my breasts and legs as I lean over the table and you make certain that I know that you do. When it is your turn, you pass me and mention that you are not the only one enjoying the show. I smile and bend over to pick up the cue chalk off of the floor. After another hour, the music starts up and I notice the bar has become very crowded. We move to the dance floor and you put your hands on my hips and pull me into you. I can feel your hard cock pressing into me. You whisper, "I can feel the heat from your cunt." Another electric current goes through me as your lips brush the nape of my neck. After dancing, we go to a booth instead of the bar and sit close to one other. After another drink, you lean over and brush the hair from my eyes. You finally lean into me and kiss me. Deep. Tongues probing. The kind of kiss that you feel everywhere. You put your hand on my knee. Your kiss is nothing like anything I have ever tasted. So sweet. So hot. So needy. You take your lips from mine. You look right into my eyes and say, "Touch me. Stroke me until I cum hard here in this booth. Until I cum in your hand." I moan as my hand gropes at your pants. Your hand moves up my inner thigh as I begin to tremble... You kiss me again and when my fingers wrap around your bulge, you bite down hard on my lower lip. I squeeze your cock through your thin pants and your hand grabs the inside of my thigh, digging your nails into my flesh. "Yessss," you hiss in my ear and thrust your hips upwards to meet my hand. You pull back a little bit so you can look directly into my eyes as I rub your cock. I feel you swell beneath me. I squeeze your shaft. I grab your balls and massage them. I press my fingers and my palm into your hard cock. I watch you as I please you. I see the strain in your face as you try to keep yourself from cumming. I move my hand from your cock and reach for both of your hands. I pull you up and lead you to the rear of the bar. I step into the small bathroom and pull you into the room with me. I lock the door and quickly devour your mouth with mine, biting your lips running my hands up your back, under your shirt clawing your skin with my nails. You push me back and look at me with this smirk on your face. I push you up against the door and unbutton your shirt. I kiss your neck, nip your skin with my teeth and trail my tongue down your stomach to the belt on your pants. I get on my knees in front of you. I look up at you as you put your hands on the top of my head and weave your fingers through my hair. I unbuckle your belt and unbutton your pants. I unzip you and pull your pants down to your ankles. Your cock is so hard and swollen. The tip is very purple and glossy. I look up at you as I lick my lips. You are watching me. Waiting. I shake as I look into your eyes and I slowly take every inch of you deep into my mouth. You groan out loud as I begin to feverishly suck your hard cock as if you were my last meal. You begin to move, pushing yourself deeper into my throat, fucking my mouth. I can feel your cock throbbing. I move my tongue up and down your veiny shaft and swirl the tip of my tongue around your swollen, purple head. I feel your body relax and your grip tighten on my head. I pull my mouth from you and lick the first drops of cum from your cockhead. I look right up at you as I lick the cum from my lips. I rise to my feet and you pull your pants back up and situate yourself. I can feel the very wet spot between my legs. I unlock to door and tell you to meet me back at the table in a few minutes. I lean up against the door after you leave. I take a few deep breaths and get myself together. I look at myself in the mirror and notice the pink flush in my cheeks. I splash a little cold water on my face. I walk back to the table and sit back down. You move close to me and say, "You better have those panties for me." I look right at you and say, "I'm not wearing any." You smile and whisper, "You tease. Now...it's your turn." You put your hand on my knee and look deep into my eyes as your fingers slowly slide up my thigh. You lean into me and breathe into my ear. You don't say anything. You just breathe. You hand moves towards the insides of my trembling thighs. You hold your hand there and continue to breathe. You tease me with your needy, raspy breath. Your hand moves up even further to the crease in my thigh so close to my hot cunt. I start to shake. I am now aware of my own labored breathing. You finally speak. "You don't like being teased, do you?" My mouth is dry. My breath is coming in short, ragged gasps. My entire body is shaking. I need to have your hand on my hot cunt. I need to have your fingers in me. I need you to feel how dripping wet you have made me. You ask, "How bad do you want to be touched?" All I can do is let out a moan. "How bad do you need to cum?" you ask. I groan out loud. I gasp as your hand cups my cunt and presses against my wetness. "Mmmmm" you say. "You really have made a mess of yourself, haven't you?" I am visibly shaking as you take your hand from my aching cunt. You smile at me and sit back in your chair and sip your drink. You continue to watch me as I try to get myself under control. You let me stew for a few minutes then lean into me to kiss me. I can almost taste how bad you want me on your tongue. You pull away from me, look at your watch and say, "It's almost 2. Let's get you home." I just smile at you and let you help me with my coat. We walk the few blocks to the train station in silence. There is an undeniable sexual tension in the air. I still need you to touch me, to take me, to fuck me. You wait with me and kiss me as my train comes into the station. You turn and walk away as I climb the steps and settle into my seat. The train begins to move and after I hand my ticket to the conductor, I remove my coat and place it over my lap. I put my hand down the front of my pants and within minutes, I explode and gasp out load. Loud enough for the man in the seat in front of me to turn around and look at me. I smile at him as I finally close my eyes and drift off to sleep. The First Meeting When I got to the airport, I didn't have to wait long for you to come out. When you did, I was surprised to see how tall you were. In all the online conversations that we had, you never appeared to be tall. Not a problem though because all in all you were quite handsome. You got in the car and we were on our way. I noticed that you were staring at me and felt a little uncomfortable, but when your hand reached over and caressed my breast, I understood. Feeling you for the first time sent a chill down my spine and my pussy grew moist in no time at all. Then you sat back a little. Within seconds, you were right back where you started only now your hand wandered down over my stomach and down in between my legs. I felt your strong hand rubbing against my clit and I thought that I would crash the car. I adjusted myself to accommodate your hand so that you could slip it down in my pants. Then I felt you rubbing against my clit. My pussy was so wet and it excited you. After a few minutes of torture, you pulled your hand out and tasted my juices off of one finger and then offered the other to me. I opened my mouth and tasted it for you. It was so sweet. After that, we just talked the rest of the way to the hotel. Once we got there you checked in and we proceeded to the room. We got inside and both of us took our shoes off. I lay across the bed and you sat at the edge. You turned on the television and I let you know that I wasn't there for that and I could do it at home. You turned it off and turned around. You started taking my clothes off and told me to lie on the bed the right way. I did as you said and lay there naked waiting and anticipating your next move. I wanted you so bad at that moment that it didn't matter what else was going on. You stood up and took your clothes off. When I saw your cock, the first thing that ran through my mind was," What the hell did I get myself into this time?" I had seen a lot of dicks in my time, but yours was huge. It was huge and it was thick. I didn't know if I would be able to take it or not. Well, we were already here and naked, how could I say no now. I always wanted to know what it felt like to be with someone that had a tongue ring and now I would finally have my chance. I was hoping that it would be worth it. You lay on your stomach and slithered up to bury your face in my cunt. Your tongue plunged into my waiting love box and when you started flicking your tongue ring across my clit. I thought that I would explode instantly. The feeling was like no other I have ever felt. I came so quick I almost felt bad. As you continued, your tongue found its way to my ass and you started to tongue fuck me. All I wanted to do was to grab your head and hold it in between my legs all day. It felt so good and I didn't want it to stop. This went on for about ten minutes or so and then I didn't think I could stand it anymore. You finally came up for air. You asked if I was going to return the favor and I was more than happy to take that break. When you lay down next to me, I was really surprised to see your monster cock standing up straight. I was thinking that that much weight would fall to the side or something but it didn't. As I placed my lips on the head of your dick, I heard a little moan come out of your mouth. That made me want to keep going. I started to swirl my tongue around the head slowly and got it wet enough to push it into my mouth. I wanted so bad to take it all but there was just too much. I sucked it down as far as I could and just kept bobbing my head up and down. I could taste just the slightest sweetness of your precum. Only a few minutes later you asked me to do you a favor. You know I would do anything for you. You wanted me to lick your ass and tongue fuck you just the same way that you did me. I hesitated at first but then said what the hell. I thought that I wouldn't like it but how could I say no after you made me feel so good by doing it. I told you to sit on the chair so I could get to it better. You did and lifted up your legs to allow better access. There it was just waiting for my tongue. I started to lick it and again heard you moan, breathing heavier now. I started to come up now and licked all around your sac, up to the shaft of your enormous dick and then to the head, licking and sucking like a leach. I wanted so bad to feel you inside of me right now. I needed to be ripped open by your big cock. Take me now please. Just as that thought came to mind you motioned for me to get up. I stood and you told me to go back to the bed. As I walked over to the bed you stood up from the chair and quickly moved behind me. When I got to the bed, you grabbed my waist and pushed my head forward. I was now bent over the edge of the bed. I felt you moving closer and closer to me and then felt the strength of your dick against my pussy lips. I was already so wet and wanting you so bad. You shoved your dick inside me with one violent thrust. I almost screamed. It was so big and went in so deep, deeper than any other dick I had ever felt. I came instantly. You fucked me hard and fast and I was in ecstasy. Then, my biggest fear came to life. You said that you wanted to fuck me in my ass. I really didn't think that you would be able to. I have been fucked like that many times before but again you were so damn big I was scared that you would rip me wide open. You started to play with my ass getting it ready, I squirmed a lot and you just kept pulling me back. Then you put your dick right up to my tight asshole and started pushing your way in. At first it hurt as you eased slowly inch by inch into me. I was still squirming, trying to get away. Your hands were so strong on my hips that I could barely move. The pain and pleasure were too much. I wanted it so much that I didn't care how much it hurt. When you finally got it all the way in, I came again and I was so horny I just wanted more. The thrusting and the pressure were intense. Then you told me to lie down. I couldn't take much more of this. I have never been this wet before. You turned me on in every way. When I lay down, you got on top of me and started fucking me missionary. The next thing I knew, my legs were up around your shoulders and you were penetrating me so deep. Fucking me fast and hard, damn you felt so good. It was a good hour and a half before you stopped and I knew you came but you just kept going. Your dick so strong and thick. Filling my pussy like no other. I don't want this to ever stop, I don't want to stop feeling this way. I swear no man could ever do to me what you just did. We lay on the bed, wasted and sweaty. I thought that this was the end but how wrong I was. We lay there for about 15 minutes before you started right back up again. Fucking me hard and deep every time. This went on for about 5 hours non-stop. I knew I would have to leave soon but I didn't want to. That's ok though, I will be back tomorrow for more. I hope that I am ready for this. The First Meeting This is one of the stories I wrote for a friend almost a year ago before I even considered posting them online. Thanks to Angel Love for making it coherent! Sitting on your couch waiting, you can feel your anticipation and excitement growing. You know that soon I will be there and we will have several uninterrupted hours together. Sipping from your glass of wine you look down trying to see if your nipples are noticeable through your top. As you shift on the couch you can feel the dampness between your legs. I called twenty minutes ago saying we would be there soon. What was taking so long? The sound of car doors closing in your driveway sends chills up and down your spine. You try to calm yourself as the doorbell rings but still half run to the door. When you open the door, your eyes immediately lock on mine. With a sly smile I give you a big hug running my hands up and down your back. Your hands lock behind me and your knuckles turn white as I whisper in your ear, "No bra or panties huh?" You blush deeply as we break our hug and step back so we can come in. I quickly introduce you to my two traveling companions as you try not to stare too long at me. We follow you into the house as you show my friends the guest room. I stand in the doorway watching you get things settled, my eyes roaming your body while you make the final adjustments to their beds. Looking over at me you wink and give your dress a quick tug up showing me your bare butt. You blush as I smile and wink. With my friends well provided for I step out of the way so you can walk out of the room. On the way by you brush your hand over the bulge in my pants and blow me a kiss. I remind the guys that we only have four hours to rest up before continuing on our drive. Closing the door I step out of the room. Turning to face you we embrace, arms wrapping around each other pulling our bodies together tightly. You look up into my face and we kiss deeply. Our tongues explore each other's mouths with abandon as lovers who have been separated for years would when they are finally reunited. My hands roam your body and pull up your dress until they finally touch the bare flesh of your butt and thighs. Feeling the moistness on your inner thighs, I remark, "A little excited to see me?" You blush for a moment and then cup my hardon with your hand, "I could say the same thing," you reply. Quickly we break our embrace and I follow you to your bedroom on the other side of the house. As we enter your bedroom, our hands find each other again. My fingers work to undo the top of your dress while you easily tug down my sweat pants. I kick off my shoes as you use your bare foot to push the sweats down to the floor. When we reach your bed, you turn me away from it and push me onto the oversized mattress. With one hand on my cock, you flip your hair to the side and gently stroke me as you kiss your way down my body. I do my best to kick off my sweats and socks while I watch your tongue cross my stomach. Moving to your knees, my anticipation builds. With one hand still slowly stroking you use the other to massage my balls. I move my legs apart and inhale deeply when your tongue flicks across the head. Pre-cum has been leaking since before I called you and my head is coated with it. Your tongue continues to glance against my cock. I see a wry smile and a wink before watching you pull your head back and blow a light breath on my wet cock. My dick twinges in your hand and I grip the sides of the bed tightly. Looking back down I watch as you slowly wrap your lips around my shaft and begin to work me over with your mouth. My fingers begin to move through your hair. I moan softly, my body moving in time with your mouth. The feeling of your lips and mouth on my cock and your breasts rubbing against my bare legs releases more pre-cum. With the taste of pre-cum filling your mouth you begin to pump and stroke faster. My hand moves slowly behind your head and guides you up and down on my swollen shaft. Your fingers and tongue move over my balls and your hand pumps my cock faster causing me to moan louder. Before taking me back into your mouth you tell me that you want me to cum; that you need to taste me. My body moves back and forth faster with your mouth while my moans get louder. My legs tense as my cock swells. I try to hold back not wanting your mouth to stop but it's no use, I cum hard shooting jets into your mouth. You take my cock into your mouth as deeply as you can and my hot juice pulses from me. Swallowing and licking you savor my taste and rub my balls trying to milk every last ounce. When my cock finally stops its pulsing, you lick your way up and down the softening shaft several times before gently setting it aside and kissing your way back up my body. Taking your head firmly in my hands, I kiss you deeply tasting myself in your mouth. As we continue to kiss, I unzip the back of your dress and push it off your body. With my hands now free to roam your naked form you moan softly into my mouth. Pushing my body off the bed, my hands continue to move over you exploring your every curve. We turn slowly until your back is to the bed. I slowly move you onto the mattress finally breaking our kiss. I kiss my way across your face and over to your sensitive neck only stopping to suck on the back of your neck and nibble on your earlobes lightly. Your body squirms under mine in response to my tickling kisses and licks. My hands begin to roam over your breasts as I kiss my way to your chest. With your nipples pinched between my fingers I begin to flick my tongue over them quickly rolling them back and forth and tugging them. Your hands clamp on the back of my head pulling my mouth firmly over one of your breasts. I begin to suck on your nipple hard pulling it into my mouth and running my tongue broadly over it. I continue to tug and roll the other while my hand moves down your body to your spreading legs. My fingers glide over the wet skin of your inner thighs feeling the heat radiating from your pussy. Your moans grow louder and louder as your hands reach out to clutch the bed. My fingers move lightly over the folds of your pussy easily slipping one inside you. Immediately your hips start to buck as my finger explores your recesses and my mouth sucks your breasts. Your guttural moan permeates the room. My hand is quickly covered with your wonderful juice. Releasing your breast from my mouth, I continue to kiss my way down your body while slowly fingering your pussy. Feeling my warm breath on your labia your entire body tenses as you await my next touch. A quick flick of your clit with my tongue causes you to jump and wiggle. So does the next and again the next. The slow single flicks of your clit start off well apart but as I continue they get closer and closer until eventually there is no pause between flicks. Your hips start to move with my finger which is soon joined by another. I feel your fingers running over my head, holding it tightly as I lick in time with your hips and my fingers. Stopping to suck on your clit I continue to finger your pussy faster and faster. Your legs wrap around my upper body as your butt lifts off the bed trying to get more of me inside you. My free hand moves back up to your breasts to rub my fingers across your very erect nipples. Suddenly your entire body arches back and your fingers clamp around my head in a loud orgasm. I slowly lower your body back to the bed and let my fingers slip out of you. Kissing my way up your body I can see you shiver when my mouth crosses your breasts. Pulling you up so you are sitting on the edge of the bed I stand between your legs and kiss you. Once again our tongues dart into each other's mouths sharing our passion in our kiss. Your hands move to my semi erect cock and you begin to rub it slowly. The intensity of our kiss grows while our hands begin moving over each other's bodies again. Finally our lips part leaning back on your elbows I take my cock into my hand holding it mere inches from your pussy. Using the tip only I rub it up and down your wetness coating the head with your juice. You close your eyes enjoying the sensation of my cock licking up and down your pussy. Inhaling deeply my cock slowly penetrates you. My still semi erect dick easily moves inside your cunt. I lift your legs so they are straight against my torso and press my hips into the backs of your thighs. Taking my time I begin to move my cock slowly in and out of your pussy. You feel it get harder and harder with each slow thrust, growing and filling you more with each move. Finally my fully erect cock fills your pussy. I push all of my weight against the backs of your legs penetrating you as deep as I can. Your breathless moans and wide-open eyes tell me how you enjoy it. Sliding my hands down your smooth legs to your hips, I begin to sway back and forth. The head of my cock, still buried deep inside you, pushes against your inner walls causing you to moan loudly. Running my hands back up your legs I grasp your ankles and slowly move your legs apart. With your legs in this position I begin to slowly move in and out of your pussy again. The new angle causes you to moan even louder. I begin thrusting quicker into your pussy. Your hips try to meet my thrusts but your butt remains firmly planted against the bed. You can feel your orgasm growing and your desire to cum is becoming greater and greater, but in this position it's not going to happen. Then you realize. I'm penetrating you fully with my cock and still managing to only tease you! You moan and express your frustration only to be answered by a sly smile on my face. With your desire to orgasm at it's highest I release your legs and rest my torso against yours. Lifting your knees so that I can crawl onto the bed your hips are finally able to meet my thrusts. The short, deep and hard thrusts that you so desperately need fill your pussy. Your hands reach around my body; your fingers grip my skin tightly digging your nails into my flesh. I kiss you deeply stifling the deep moan of your orgasm. We continue to kiss deeply as your body quivers and shakes in a massive orgasm. I run my fingers up and down your electrified skin and covering your face, neck and shoulders with soft kisses we stop momentarily to allow your breathing to slowly return to normal. Slowly your heart rate returns to a more normal beat against my chest. Picking my head up I look into your eyes before kissing you deeply. Your heartbeat quickens and our bodies mesh. I pull you even tighter to me rolling us onto my back never letting my cock slip out of your dripping pussy. Slowly you pull your legs up and arch your back, our kiss still deep and intense, you position your body on top of mine. A couple of deep thrusts with my hips and you're moaning into my mouth. With a few more our kiss breaks. Quickly you sit up, back straight hands pressed into my chest, and take me fully into you. You slowly grind your body into mine all the while bracing yourself with your hands on my chest. My hands move slowly up your hips and over your outstretched arms finally finding their way to your breasts. Once again I roll and tug your erect nipples. Your breathing quickens now that you control my penetration and pace. Slipping one hand away from your breasts I take my thumb and begin to rub your clit. The wetness coats my thumb and soon it is slicking back and forth across your clit quickly. You press and grind into my crotch before covering it with another massive orgasm. With your energy expended you collapse on top of my body, breathless, panting, and tingling as several aftershocks move through your body from your toes to your fingers. Slowly I slip out from under your body and get a glass of ice water for you from the kitchen. On my way back I swing into your bathroom and find what I am looking for. Little do you know right now as you nap briefly, but your biggest orgasm is still yet to come. Quietly entering your bedroom again I slip next to you in the bed. Your body responds to mine and you curl up with me. A moment or two later you open your eyes and look up into mine. With your head on my chest your hand moves down to rub my still erect cock. A brief chill runs up your body as you realize I still have plenty of gas left in my tank. I hand you the glass of ice water and wink. Taking a long sip of water you let an ice cube slip into your mouth. Leaning up you kiss me causing the cube to slide into my mouth. Our kiss continues as our passion is renewed. Taking the glass from your hand I place it on the night stand and roll my body back on top of yours. The feeling of your soft legs running up and down mine excites me as I kiss my way across your shoulders. Stopping at your collar bone I lift my head and show you the ice cube still in my mouth. Your hands move nervously over my arms and shoulders as I move my mouth to your breasts. Holding the cube in my teeth I rub it quickly over your nipples making them both ache with hardness. Just as you are about to scream, my mouth engulfs the first one and begins to suck on it firmly, warming it slowly with my tongue while I rub the other breast with the ice. I move quickly to the second very cold, very hard nipple and begin to suck it. Your hands run over my head as I suck warmth back into your breast and nipple. Eventually I pull my head away and return to kiss you. As our lips meet you feel coldness on your pussy. Our tongues meet as I run the ice cube up and down your pussy lips. You moan softly into my mouth until I press the head of my cock against you. Breaking our kiss you roll your head back and clutch onto my body. While I was sucking on your breasts, I rubbed the ice cube on my cock making the tip and half the shaft very cold. Now the frigid tip glides inside your warm pussy. The deep cold penetration has you wiggle and grind against my body. Several long thrusts are more than enough to warm my cock inside you. Reaching over for a second ice cube I lean up onto my knees, sitting on my heels, and lift your legs over my hips. Dripping cold droplets of ice from my hand onto your body you twist and try to cover the spots with your hands until I begin dripping them directly onto your clit. As soon as the first cold droplet of water hits your clit your hands clutch the sheets turning your knuckles white. More and more cold water drips onto your clit and runs down around your pussy and my cock as I hold the ice cube directly above your steaming sex. Placing a hand on your hip I lean up a bit and slip out just a little, still keeping the head and an inch or two of my hard shaft inside you. Closing your eyes you anxiously await my next step. I place the ice cube directly on the top of my shaft and run it back and forth from my abdomen to your clit several times before leaving it resting against your clit. Your body tenses as the ice melts slowly against your clit. Reaching down I grasp your wrists and pull your body into mine filling your pussy with my ice water-covered cock. A loud moan escapes your body as I push my cock deep inside you, my body pushing the ice cube into your clit at the same time. With my hands still firmly holding your wrists, I pump my cock in and out of your body hard and fast. Watching your breasts bounce up and down with each thrust only makes me thrust even harder. You cry out loudly over the sound of my body and balls slapping against your legs and ass. Soon your hips buck wildly against mine as I pound my cock into your pussy. Pulling your hands from my grasp you grab my hips and hold me tightly into your body as you orgasm. I collapse on top of you and kiss you lightly on the lips. "Are you ever going to let me rest?" you ask exhausted. "I just want to do one more thing," I say with a wink and a smile, "I think you'll love it!" Slowly moving off your body I take your hand and pull you up with me, with both of us kneeling on the bed we kiss again, our hands still anxiously exploring each other's body. I slip off the side of the bed and pull you close to me but not off the bed, instead you kneel on the edge facing me. Breaking our kiss, I tell you to turn around. Reluctantly you pull your body from mine and turn your back to me. Closing your eyes, you breathe deeply trying to relax and not think about what I could be planning behind you. I place my hand on the small of your back and run it slowly up your spine, increasing pressure as I move my hand up, intimating that I want you to bend forward. Now on all fours you flip your hair to one side and look over your shoulder at me. I stand between your dangling calves and tell you to relax. My left hand moves between your legs and slowly rubs your pussy in a circular motion as you feel warmth around your anus. My voice, soft and even, tells you to relax. You look back over your shoulder to see that I have your 4" dildo in my right hand, from the looks it's glistening with the same warm fluid now coating your butt crack. You inhale deeply and try not to tense. I tell you to take deep breaths in and out, to close your eyes, and to relax while I move the head of the small dildo in a circular motion around your smaller opening. Gentle pressure is applied to your butt as my left-hand still makes circles around your pussy. You take a couple of deep breaths and let them out, telling yourself to relax, willing yourself to relax. As you do, you can feel the small head of the dildo press inside you. It's uncomfortable but not completely unpleasant. Keeping the dildo in place for a moment, my voice continues to tell you to relax. I ask if I can go further and slowly you nod yes. Pushing the dildo in another inch, my left hand never stops moving around your pussy. Your breath becomes a little more shallow so I stop with the dildo halfway inside your butt. Giving you a few more minutes to adjust to this new invasion I run my right hand up and down your back several times to try to help. Once again you nod when you are ready for me to continue. My hand keeps rubbing circles on your pussy as I slowly press the dildo in another inch. With three of the four inches inside you I tell you that's as far as it will go and ask if you are still okay. You move slightly left and right before saying that you are okay. While it's still not painful, it's an awkward feeling having a dildo in your backside but it's still not unpleasant. Slowly you become more comfortable with its position; the idea begins to excite you slightly. "Are you okay?" I ask quietly. You nod yes silently. "Yeah, I'm fine lover." you say as you look over your shoulder at me. I give you a quick wink and remove my left hand from your pussy. Your fingers grip the sheets as you expect my cock to once again deeply penetrate you. After several seconds of waiting you jump at the feeling of my tongue on your pussy again. Slipping my tongue as deeply between your pussy lips as I can, I use my other hand to twist the dildo inside your anus. The feeling is definitely different and you begin to moan softly. My tongue flicks up and down your opening and then begins to move slowly in and out. My tongue moves in and out of your pussy then I begin to move the dildo as well. You moan loudly as I use my tongue and the dildo to pleasure your body. Increasing the pace of my tongue and the dildo you hardly notice that my right hand has moved up the back of your right leg and come to rest on your ass. You reach out and grab one of the oversized pillows on your bed clutching it tightly in your arms. You moan deeper then ever before you announce, "OMG I'm going to cum!" loudly. My right hand starts to rub quick circles on your butt cheek and then suddenly lifts off it. The sting of my hand spanking your butt as your orgasm nears is enough to push you over the edge. You bury your head in the pillow and scream as I spank your butt again and lap up your glistening juices. The First Meeting Without stopping I begin to furiously lap your clit and pussy while still quickly working the dildo and rubbing circles on the two red hand prints on your butt. Another orgasm is quickly building as I spank your left butt cheek twice. With the sting of your butt cheeks, the dildo slowly working your anus and my tongue working over your entire pussy it's only a matter of moments before you cum again. I press and hold the dildo in as deep as I can while concentrating on your clit and a small orgasm follows. Breathlessly you say, "How long are you planning on doing this?" as small beads of perspiration run down your forehead. "Until you tell me you want something else, until you lose control and beg me to do something else," I say with a wicked smile, the evidence of your last two orgasms creating a wet glow around my mouth. As you feel my mouth near your pussy again you relent. You hate saying these things in our E mail conversations and having to do them in person now . . . but it doesn't matter, it's what you want, no, it's what you NEED! "Lovvveeerrr," you call out. "I need you!" you say softly. "I need you to fuck me," your voice quivers as the words come out. You feel a quick flick of the tongue over your pussy. "OH MY GOD!!" you exclaim loudly, "NO! I need you to FUCK ME! I need you to FUCK ME NOW!" You look desperately over your shoulder at my triumphant face. Looking pleadingly into my eyes, you give into what I want. "Fuck me, I need your cock to fuck me hard and fast and fill me with your cum!" Your voice is shaking and your body is trembling as the embarrassment of saying such things leaves you and the thought of my cumming deep inside you fills your brain. Standing up I move my still hard cock toward you, pressing the tip between your well-lubricated lips, and in one quick move fill your pussy with it. You whip your head back and moan before burying it in the pillow again. I grasp your hips tightly and begin to move mine back and forth quickly. Long, hard, pounding strokes fill and empty your pussy over and over again. The dildo now rests against my body and moves in and out of you with my movements as well. The thin vaginal wall separating the dildo from my cock feels pressure on both sides sending your sexual being into overdrive. An orgasm is building deep, deep inside you as I continue to pound your pussy with all of my might. You lift your head attempting to catch your breath but can only moan as the feelings overcome you. I ram my cock deep inside you and hold it there. You feel my body pushing as if I was trying to get it even deeper inside. You instantly get back up onto your arms and arch your back tightly pushing back into me. Your mouth and eyes wide open you feel my cock swell. My hands grip your body pulling your flesh to mine as you hear me gasp for air. Suddenly the flood of my cum explodes deep inside you. My body presses into yours as it fills you. Our flesh tingling against each other we both moan deeply. I pull back and ram my cock back into you again as more torrents of cum shoot deep inside your already full pussy. As my cock spasms inside you the dildo pushing against your insides presses inside you even further. Finally your orgasm finally arrives with the force of a freight train. Your eyes white over and your senses become overloaded with pleasure and desire. Bracing yourself against the bed your own orgasm explodes drenching both of our thighs and mixing with my cum as it leaks out of your now very sore pussy. With a couple more shallow pumps my cock begins to get soft inside you, I lean forward and kiss your back resting my head against your body as the last of my cum dribbles out of my cock. The dildo slips out of you easily at the same time. Slowly my cock slips out of your pussy, no longer hard enough to keep itself inside you. Behind it spills more of our mixed fluids coating the inside of your legs. We both slowly crawl to the head of the bed, collapsing on top of the pillows too tired to pull the sheets over our bodies. You rest your head on my chest and drape your leg over mine while we both try to catch our breath. "When do you have to leave?" you ask with a shaky voice. Looking over at the clock, I say breathlessly "In about an hour." Looking down I kiss your forehead gently as we drift off to sleep. The First Meeting She was clad in a short, abbreviated dress that showed off to perfection the full symmetry of her well-formed legs. Her hair was bobbed and short, done in the blunt-cut, customary style of the day. She walked with a sway of her hips like the young street walkers do whenever they see a nice foreign made Indian car pass by, while a small bag dangled on the small of her back. To me she seemed to be a new one on the block, a fresh face among the numerous gaudily done faces of the street. I asked my chauffeur to slow down the pace of the car as it passed her. She looked up at the slowing vehicle, and her eyes grew wide. Her eyes were of a deep violet hue, with long silken lashes, and a cute pert little nose, and an adorable pouting mouth. Her age was hard to judge, especially in this age when modern fashion can make a granny don short dresses and bob hair - but I judge she was not much over nineteen. I got my chauffeur to stop the car paces away from her and I looked back as she walked towards the car. Her thin, almost transparent dress hardly concealed the perfect contour of her two delicately chiseled breasts, held in tight by a slender brassiere, and the sight of these two tempting mounds of girlish flesh almost made me reach forth to squeeze them. I opened the door as she neared the car and asked her if she would like to get in the car and talk. She looked surprised at my suggestion, hesitated for a while, looked around about her and started to walk away. I instructed my man to keep pace with her walking; he expertly maneuvered the vehicle with its open door right behind those little swaying bottoms. The girl looked back once again, with fire in her eyes, turned again and walked in rapid strides. My man did not need more instructions he followed with her pace. It was at the corner of the street that the girl stopped again, so did my experienced chauffeur bring my vehicle to a halt. James my chauffeur since the past twenty-five years had seen me grow from a little boy to a robust young man. James was well aware of all my vices; he was besides my chauffeur, my bodyguard and a very dependable friend all rolled into one. At the age of forty-five now, he looked very young for his age and had been my guide to the city's nightlife. He knew of my appetite for young girls and sex workers, and today was no exception, he had probably been through this routine umpteen number of times. The only exception was that today the girl had taken almost fifteen minutes before she stopped again. When she stopped, we were at a more decent end of the street where a nightwalker would never stride. The girl whirled about on her heels and looked through the tinted glasses towards the back seat, where I sat. She walked the necessary steps to reach the open door and bent down to look at me. She looked in my eyes as if reaching to my soul. I politely asked her if she wished to dine with me. She burst into a smile, straightened up her frame, swayed her head, in a sort of nod and got in the car besides me. I knew that the battle was won. She informed me that she had her dinner and would not mind if I dropped her at her place, which was at the other end of the city. Anu, that's what she told me her name was, emitted a magnetism of her person. I told James to drive the machine, which he mastered, to the address given by her. James knew well what was going on in my mind, and did not exceed the speed limit, in fact proceeded less fast than a walk in order, as he well surmised, to give me plenty of time to carry out whatever project I had in mind. I pulled up the little V-blinds of either windows of the car and thus Anu and myself were left to privacy. I passed my arm around the back of her head to take it to the small of her back and then I boldly drew her close to me. I snuggled her in my arms and attempted to kiss her on the lips. She laughingly repulsed me, and looking significantly at James, who could see us through the mirror, that he would not was a different story of loyalty. I reached forward and drew the shade that obscured James' view. She now allowed me to press my lips to hers while her arms went around my neck. I suckled on her luscious lips for a few seconds and then parted them with mine to open her mouth as I let my tongue enter her mouth, playing on her teeth and dueling with her tongue. Allowing my hand to fall to the front of her waist, I boldly squeezed and manipulated her breasts, allowing a finger to titillate the dormant nipple to a state of erectile hardness, and then allowing my hand to fall down on her leg, I dove up under her skirt and molded and caressed to full her bare and electric thighs. At this she drew back a bit and made as if to stop me, but now, my hand being like a bar of iron I pulled her back to me, and allowing my hand to dive right back up her thighs, past the seam of her panty to feel the bare lips of her sex and her pubic hair. I caught hold of a few strands of her pubes firmly between my fingers and tugged on it to show to her who was in power here. She did not resist anymore, she lay forward on my chest, her arm around my neck, her eyes pressed tight in shame or in pain as her lower half gyrated to an unknown tune. I released her pubes to further venture the mounds of her lips parting them to play in the crack. I removed my hand for an instant, and tearing open my trouser, allowed my member the freedom it thrived for. I seized her hand from my neck and placed it gently on my member, she grasped it in a firm grip, wrapping her soft and dainty fingers around its hardness and moved her hand slowly up and down its engorged and burning length, while her dance of passion continued as my hand reached back to her love groove, playing with her little throbbing button of pleasure which was soon hard like a stone. My mouth was again sealed to hers, our tongues now playing like a pair of snakes copulating in a warm and wet hole. Our breathing became synchronized as did our hands playing with each others very differently shaped bodies, bringing each other to a state of excitement where the only result would be a messy one. I disengaged from her kiss, removed my hand from between her things and soothed her passion my caressing her arm. I then asked her to straddle my lap, she looked at me with surprise, and however she lifted her bottom from the seat and attempted to sit on my lap. I guided her by catching hold of her bottom and pushed her dress up about her waist. I shifted her panty to a side and then holding my cock with my fingers guided my cockhead to her slit. I then allowed her to slowly settle down upon it, she cried in pain shrieking at the top of her voice as I forced her hips down on my member. I freed one of my hands holding the cheek of her buttock to cover her mouth in order to suppress her scream. I could feel my member enter her roughly, first the head and then the rest of it followed till it disappeared completely inside her body. I felt a certain tightness of a female body that I had not felt since a long time now. I waited for a few seconds for her tight body to get accustomed to my size. I slowly removed my hand from her mouth to replace it with my mouth in a kiss and with my both hands I clutched the bare flesh of her bottom in a tight grip and I lifted and pulled her on my member again, giving short jabs in her tight pussy. Tears rolled down her cheeks to wet my cheeks and chin as they also did hers. Her eyes were pressed tight as she resisted my stabs of passion, her body just taking in the pain. I relaxed my grip on her buttocks and edged her to move on my cock. Her body shuddered and then shivered, but a few moments later the carnal movements started as she moved her bottom in slow movements. She began to moan in pleasure and held me by the neck, as she pushed my head on her bosom. I left my hands of her bottom completely and put one around her waist while with the other I undid the buttons of her shirt to reveal her bra covered breasts. I pulled one side of her bra to free one of her delicious breast and sampled it by moving my tongue over its smooth skin to reach the taut and hard nipple. I mouthed her nipple, nibbling on them as her bottom continued to milk my cock. I held her firmly in my arms and we began the delicious weaving dance of lust. I felt myself about to give vent to my lust, and wishing to pierce her deeper, I fell her off my arms, and placing her upon her back on the cushions of the car, I drove my manhood deeper inside her body. I started to stroke her pussy harder with my pole making her moan with each thrust. It was the sixth or seventh trust and I could not take it anymore. I let go my charge and felt it bubble and boil in great soul-stirring spurts within her tender, clinging and equally excited body. She also came following me in a shivering state of ecstasy. By the time we disengaged our bodies, we were almost at her place. Repairing our apparel, we sat close in each other's arms, and James brought the car to a stop, lighted the interior of the car and awaited further orders. She got off the car, asked me for my telephone number. I put my visiting card in her extended hand and pulled her by the hand back to seat. I kissed her pouting lips, and reached with my other hand to pull my purse. Pulling out one of those big notes that would suffice the service that I received, I put the money in her other hand. She looked at the money in her hand with a surprise, judging that I had underpaid her I added a couple of other smaller denomination notes. She looked at me with tears in her eyes, and she threw the money in my face and ran down the iron gate of the apartment where the car stood now. I looked at her bobbing buttocks as they disappeared behind the gate, and glanced towards James with a puzzle reading on my face, only to be faced with an equally mind boggling puzzled face of James. We sat at that gate for a couple of minutes, without exchange of words, just smoking cigarettes. Then got back in the car and drove off. It was in the car that I felt some wetness on the seat cover; I moved forward and opened the light to illuminate the interior. The wetness on the covers was deep red blots. And I knew what had gone wrong in the happenings of the night. Anu was probably not a street walker, she was probably just a college girl who had taken the lift home from this rich brat and had an experience of a life time. I was right, for the next day I found a college textbook, which might have slipped from her bag the night before. I felt sorry at my insensitivity towards the situation, I called on James and told him to find Anu's address, for if nothing more she was entitled for an apology. The First Meeting We meet for dinner and drinks, the three of us. It's a small restaurant that's fairly quiet and a bit dark. We sit in the back corner in a booth. I sit on one side, you two on the other side. We chat. Dinner, drinks and the evening are going well. We're hitting it off and slowly the sexual innuendos and slight slips of the tongue start gracing the conversation. We start playing footsie under the table. Someone's foot, I'm not sure whose, brushes my inner thigh and I let out an involuntary gasp. Slowly the foot traces my inner thighs and works its way upwards. It brushes my pussy and is gone. You excuse yourself and go to the restroom. When you return you give a knowing glance to your wife and sit by me. The conversation continues, wandering here and there grazing many topics. I suddenly realize that your hands are wandering and grazing across my thighs just as the topics of conversation did. Your wife winks and you continue. Your hand finds its way between my legs, and deftly starts stroking my pussy. Your fingers caress my clit, explore the edges of my labia and then suddenly dive deep into my sex searching for that spot that will take me over the edge. You thumb stays resting on my clit feeling it swell beneath it. Meanwhile you're casually chatting about the weather and sports. You don't stop playing me like a master with his instrument till I come quietly. I stiffen in the booth and bit my lip, small beads of sweat rolling down my face, not wanting to make a sound and draw attention to us. Leaving me gasping and speechless, you continue chatting, acting as though you have no idea what your fingers were just doing. I politely excuse myself to go to the restroom and compose myself. Your wife follows. As we walk in, the restroom is empty. Instead of walking to a stall your wife kisses me, hot and heavy, aroused from watching you work on me. I kiss back, suddenly aroused all over again, our tongues exploring the warm recesses of our mouths. Passion explodes when we kiss. We fall through the door into the handicap stall the door unable to hold our need. I'm grabbing her breasts, freeing them from the confines of her shirt. I bury my face in her breasts, tasting them... smelling them. She moans as I take her nipples in my teeth rolling them around my mouth grazing them ever so slightly with my teeth. Her french manicured nails rake my back in response. I cry out with a mix of pain and pleasure. I respond by biting her nipples just a bit. The heat from our bodies fills the stall as our temperatures continue to rise. My hand wanders slowly down to her mound. I find her wet and ready and lazily rub my finger over her clit and occasionally slipping my finger inside her. She responds by yanking my shirt open and freeing my tits, hungrily devouring them. She sucks greedily, filling her mouth with them. Answering her call I thrust two fingers inside her, her pussy is grabbing them and sucking them inside craving more. I give it what it wants, thrusting three fingers in her. I drive them deep, feeling for that spot that will driver her wild. She's desperate, sucking my tits, racking my back, and biting my nipples. Her cries echo around the bathroom. I feel her body tense, only moments away from cumming. I stop. She gasps, panting, and begs me not to stop. I sit her down on the toilet and spread her legs, throwing them over my shoulders. I explain that I need to have my dessert. She cries out as my warm tongue and fingers explore all the ridges and details of her pussy. My tongue nibbles and licks her clit while my fingers find that familiar place in her pussy. Slick with her juices I withdraw my fingers and use my other hand to fuck her pussy. My cum stained fingers finds her anus and start to massages it. She throws her head back, and rakes my shoulders. I ease in my fingers with slow and steady pressure. Her ass takes my fingers easily. I'm fucking her ass and her pussy, both hands driving deep into her at the same time. My tongue is still furiously working on her clit. This drives her over the edge. She comes grabbing the handrails to keep from sliding off, her screams of desire rattle the bathroom door. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers and her hips grind into my face. I ride her orgasm lapping up all her sweet juices. Satisfied we separate, compose ourselves and return to the table. The First Meeting Walking down the corridor of the hotel to your room, a couple passes me. I think to myself, can they tell what I am thinking, what I am about to do? The woman looks a little disgusted with me. Giving me a dirty look, thinking to herself, she must be a whore, look at the way she is dressed in those high heels, that black shirt almost to her pussy and the neckline of that blouse plunging the way it is, anyone would look at her. But quickly my eyes go to the gentleman that is escorting her; he winks at me and gives me a beautiful smile. That reassures me – a little. I get to your hotel room; I slide the key in slot, which you had left down at the front desk for me. I walk in the door slowly, nervous, excited, un-expecting of what is to occur next. I see you in the wing back chair across the room. "How distinguished he looks, very handsome" is what goes thru my mind. "Hello Michelle, come to me and kneel in front of me." I do as I am told. Quickly I move to the floor in front of you. Down on my knees, arms back behind me, one hand holding my other wrist, my head is down. " Look up at me Michelle." I do as I am told. My eyes drown in the blue of yours. Just has you had told me on the phone. Very piercing and provocative. "You are a lovely girl, just as I knew you would be." "Thank you Sir." I say back. "Please stand up for my inspection, I want to look you over. Oh, and by the way, since I didn't give you permission to speak, you will be punished for that later. Do you understand? You may speak to me now and answer everything I ask of you for the rest of the night. Since this is our first night together, I don't want it to be all that formal." "Thank you Sir and yes, I understand my punishment." I stand up in front of you. You look me over once with your eyes. You stand up and tower above me by about a foot. You come very close to me, take me in your arms, and gently put your lips to mine. You kiss me so sweetly and softly, I feel as if I am going to melt. Your hands start to roam my body as mine does yours. Your tongue dives into my mouth and I receive it by doing the same to you. The kiss starts to really heat up as we are torturing each other on the outside of our clothes. As the kiss becomes faster and harder I can actually feel your cock poking at me thru your pants. You pull away first. You step me back a few inches away from you and look at me again. Your hand goes to my blouse, moves the neckline to expose my bare breast. The nipple is rock hard. Your take it between your fingers and squeeze it; torture it. I moan slightly which makes you roll it around in your fingers a little harder. I can feel the heat between my legs very intensely now. "Turn around for me Michelle." I do as I am told. Your finger slides down the back of my blouse and over my skirt. You lift it up and see I am wearing the thong you ordered me to wear. Your hand goes my ass and caresses it. "Bend over and touch the floor." You say. As I do, you watch me go slowly. My ass up in the air, my thighs tight and my calves strong because of the high heel shoes I am wearing. Immediately you slap my right cheek. I cry out slightly. Again you slap me, but a little harder this time. I wince a little. You proceed to continue to slap me until my ass is very pink in that particular spot. " Hmmm, just as I like it. Stand up now and face me." You look into my eyes, searching for something but I don't know yet. Again you kiss me passionately. "We're going to have some fun." "On your knees my pet, you are going to service me now." As I go to the floor on my knees you unzip your pants. Your cock is hard and erect thru your underwear. Your pants drop to the ground. I help you to take off your underwear. My mouth is in the perfect position to receive you. Slowly I take the tip between my lips, my tongue swirling all over it. My hand goes to the base to steady you and I gently take your shaft into my mouth. My other hand takes your balls and starts to massage them. As I create a rhythm with my mouth I look up and you are watching me perform on you. I suck on you slowly at first then after a few moments I start to speed up as I listen to your breathing speeding up. You moan slightly and tell me how you like what I am doing to you. Your hips start to rock with my rhythm so I suck harder and faster. Within moments you tell me you are going to cum. As I continue my speed, which you seem to appreciate, your hand goes to my hair, pulling on it and you are moaning louder. I take you deeper into the back of my throat and slow down the motion, this seems to throw you over the edge. You explode into the back of my mouth and pull my hair even harder. I suck your prick until I get every drop out of you. "Very nice, we will be doing that again soon, I can promise you that." You gently pull me up and bring me close to you and kiss me again. You hand finds its way under my shirt and into my small panties. It is soaked and your finger finds my clit. Slowly you tease me then slide it back into my overflowing pussy. I moan and you push deep into me. I kiss harder but you pull back and pull your finger out. "Not yet my pet, I want you to stay like that for a while." "Damn it" I think to myself. "How about a walk by the river, I will take you down by the solar lights and you can enjoy them. But first I have to put on your collar, so everyone will know you are my pet." I let you fit the collar onto my neck then you attach the leash. You lead me out of the room into the elevator, where other people are. They look at you suspiously, but you don't mind and I proudly don't either. Off the elevator, out the back door towards the lake you lead me. As I lead and you follow by leash, we come to a spot that is open but fully lit by moonlight. How romantic, I think to myself. You make me stop, come to me and press against me, your lips touch mine ever so gently, we kiss. "Up on the ledge, my pet, so I can ravish in your loveliness." I do as I am told. You look deep into my eyes, caress my cheek, then kiss me again, so passionately. You lead my legs up so they are spread around you, then push my panties to the side so you can stick your finger into my being. I moan into your ear as you are kissing my neck. Softly you caress my clit, then move to my pussy. It is as wet and warm as before. I can tell you enjoy what you are doing because you moan softly too. Suddenly you go to your knees and have my panties pulled to the side so your tongue can access my clit. Your tongue rides my clit vertically, then down into my cunt. As your tongue fucks my hole my hand goes to your head to guide you. Within minutes I am cumming, juices running down onto the ledge. You lick me clean, then help me off the ledge. We kiss for a moment, then you turn me around. You slide my panties off and throw them into the lake. Then you have me bend over the ledge so my ass is the right height of your cock. You unzip your pants, pull out your cock and slam it into my cunt. I moan quite loudly, but no one is around to hear. Quickly and abruptly you slam me, with your left hand on my hip to keep rhythm. You proceed with your right hand to find my clit and massage it. I moan in delight. As I am getting close to cumming again, so are you. Your finger finds it's way into my ass and fucks it as your cock is fucking my cunt, which is more than I can take. Within moments I am cumming and you are following. As I am still facing the water, you pull my backside towards you. Someone is coming around the corner, it is a couple on a stoll around the lake also. They think we are a couple and you are holding me. "I want you to be mine." You whisper into my ear. To be continued....... The First Meeting "Hey Melanie, some guy asked me to give this to you..." (thump) A white envelope with only my name, written in a hand I do not recognize, hits the counter in front of me. "Thanks Jamie." 'What the hell is this?' I wonder. I open the envelope, inside is a single piece of paper & a room key. Room 502 Hilton, Sydney Holy Shit. No Way. Oh My God. I can't believe you are really here. My cheeks flush. I start to sweat. I can't stay here. I have to go, NOW. I go tell my boss I don't feel very well, he tells me I look terrible (!) and to take the afternoon off... I leave work in a daze, my mind spinning at what I am about to do... **** I let myself in with the key you have left me. The room is dimly lit with candles, especially on each side of the bed... I smile as I walk towards the bed, "Glad you could make it....." Your voice stops me dead, it gives me chills and for a second I don't think I can speak. "Mike?" I murmur..... You step out of the rooms shadows into the candle light. I can't breathe, I can't talk, all I can do is stare at you in amazement... you are even more perfect than I ever imagined... You reach out and touch my cheek and it's like the spell is broken...I grab you and kiss you so urgently, almost in a frenzy, tongues darting in & out exploring each other's mouths. I need to feel your skin against mine. Our hands are moving hungrily, undoing buttons and removing our layers of clothing until we are down to panties & boxers. I can smell your cologne; it's making me crazy with lust I can't stop kissing and nibbling on your neck and ears. You respond by cupping my ass with both your hands and taking my erect nipples in to your mouth. You tease them bad, biting just a little, and sucking and licking like you have never tasted anything so fine..... I can feel your cock pushing against me while we kiss a beautiful, soft, tender lingering kiss. I moan into your mouth, pressing my body into yours, feeling you respond with such passion it leaves me gasping for more. "Mike, I made a promise to you when we first started to talk, that the first thing I would do is suck you until you cum straight down my throat...." You groan as I begin to kiss & rub your chest, flicking your nipples with my tongue and biting just a little to make you flinch... As I drop to my knees I drag my fingernails down your back until my fingers reach the waistband of your boxers. I slide your shorts down to your feet, and your lovely cock is left proudly pointing at me. I run my tongue up the underside of your thick shaft softly suckling the pre cum of your knob...your taste sends shivers down my spine. I circle the end of your lovely cock with my tongue, and then slowly jerk you off while sucking on your balls. I continue to lightly run my lips up & down your cock, giving little sucks & licks as I go. I can feel your cock throbbing in my hand. I look you straight in the eye and lick my lips. "Yes baby, suck me" you say, I don't hesitate another second and take your cock deep into my mouth & throat. I wrap my lips firmly around your rock hard prick & I begin to suck your gorgeous cock as hard & deeply as I can. Your hips start to respond, your hand is tangled in my hair. I moan with pleasure as your hard cock starts to fuck my throat.... My pussy is throbbing as I reach down and rub my swollen clit, which makes me moan around your dick. Just then I feel your body begin to stiffen so I grip the base of your divine cock firmly ready for your hot cum hit my throat.... You don't disappoint me, & with a huge groan your cock starts to spew the hottest sweetest cum I have ever tasted right down my throat. You cum so hard, I can't swallow fast enough and some of your delicious juices spill down my chin on to my pert tits. You fall back onto the bed, completely spent for the second. I giggle at how gorgeous you are and starting from your toes I start to kiss every inch of your body. I kiss the sole of your foot, flick your instep with my tongue, and suck & bite on your big toe. I kiss my way up to your luscious prick which is already starting to rise, up your flat stomach, nibbling your neck and sucking deeply on your tongue... My pussy is so wet now and just hovering over your already hard cock.....I feel so hot I could just explode!!! You pull away from our kiss, flip me on to my back, smile and crawl backwards only to line your face up with my juicy hot pussy. "Mmmmmmmmm, such a pretty pussy. Where on earth shall I start?" Your tongue flicks my swollen clit, making me gasp. I'm so hot already, it is not going to take much to bring me to climax. You run your tongue along the smooth slit of my pussy, from the bottom up to my clit in one long lick. You wrap your lips around my clit. You suck it in to your mouth gently at first, then harder. Still sucking on my clit you slowly start to fuck me with two fingers and my hips start to ride your hand, trying to pick up a steady pace,,, I am going to cum, my nipples are like rocks and my clit is aching....we pick up speed and my pussy can't take it anymore. I cry out loudly, as my body explodes with an orgasm so intense I cum pussy juice all over your face. You kiss me hard, I can taste my cunt, and it turns me on so much. I'm ready again, I need you and I can't wait another moment. I roll on to my stomach and push my ass up. You take hold of my hips and without a moment's hesitation you plunge your rock hard cock deep into my juicy wet pussy. You fuck me for all your worth, your balls slamming my clit and my tight pussy dripping with our juices. You know you're about to cum so you slow down, and start to rub some of our juices in to my ass hole making it juicy and wet. "I won't do anything you don't want to" you whisper in to my ear. I smile knowing exactly what it is you are wanting. You pull your beautiful dick out of my pussy and rub some more of our juice on to my asshole. My heart is thumping, I have never been fucked in the ass, and am a little scared, but my curiosity and lust for you overwhelms me and I beg you to take me, to be my first. The First Meeting I feel much the stalker watching you through the open door. Phones ring loudly and employees hustle a little quicker since you came out of your office. Your back is to me as you sign off on a package. The pen drops and I smile watching the view as you bend over to pick it up. I take blow out a soft breath and walk in. You don't notice me as you scan the list of messages left for you. There's a soft touch on your arm and you look down into dark exotic eyes. "Alley," you manage before your jaw hangs in disbelief. Not giving you a chance to recover, I step closer and slide my hand into yours. Without thought you pull me closer. You can feel the heat of my body and the scent of my perfume reassures your senses I am very real. Your fingers tighten around mine and I feel my pulse quicken. My nipples tighten and a slight flush of pleasure curl inside of me. You don't want to let go, but realize the spectacle we're making and step back. My cream silk of my blouse does little to hide my attraction. Your wrist turns up as your hand moves to touch me. You stop yourself and shake your head. You look away and curse under your breath. A look of concern fills my eyes. "You're upset with me?" I ask. "I wanted to surprise you . . . I'm sorry. This was rather rash of me." I bite my lower lip, my gaze falls. Hating the idea of a misunderstanding, you lift my chin with your finger and look into me. Open, unsure and vulnerable . . . needing some form of reassurance. My head tilts slightly and my lids fall as you feel my breath deepen and you become aware of my pulse close to your fingers. My tongue tastes my lips, waiting to know yours. A whispered growl escape as you lean forward, bringing your head closer to mine. I pout as you barely graze my lips and kiss me on the cheek. "Not here," you whisper in my ear. Taking my hand in yours, you take me into your office and close the door behind us. Once safely away from prying eyes, you lean back on your desk and stare at me. "I can't believe you're here, Alley. Would you mind if I hugged you?" you ask. In answer, I take your hands in mine, kissing each palm before pulling them around me and settling them on my lower back. I kiss your neck, right above the collar of you shirt, flickering my tongue out to taste your flesh. I lean up on my toes and kiss your neck a little higher. "I've needed you so damn long . . . ." You feel a hot little kiss on your ear and then the little line of flesh between your ear and face. My hands slide around your neck and my fingers find their way to your hair as I get closer to your lips. You feel the tip of my tongue barely touch the corner of your mouth and then just the brushing of my soft lips against yours. My breath grows deeper and you can feel my excitement building. I kiss you, willing your lips to respond to me. You could almost swear you feel me purring as you kiss me back. You try to fight back a goofy grin when you feel my back arch in your hands. I shift my legs as a shiver of desire runs through my body. I try to press closer into you. I can't help myself and I start to undo your shirt. You feel a slight pang of conscience and step back. "What about your . . . ." you begin but I cover your lips with my finger and then my lips again. "Let that be my sin." You don't want to stop me. You feel my fingers trembling as I undo your buttons, needing to touch your flesh. To know in reality, what I'd only been able to take in fantasy for all this time. I pull your shirt loose from your pants and enjoy the feel of your skin. The shock of contact reminds you that your hands could be doing other things too. I giggle as you pull my blouse apart, scattering buttons around the room. I don't care. You're not quite sure what's gotten into you but coherent thought quickly evading you as you vaguely recall employees outside. The sight of sumptuous breasts, spilling over white lace, pushes thoughts of the employees further away. My hand slides down over your erection. Breaking our kiss, I glance down, to figure out how to get your pants undone. Letting them fall to the floor, I take your hands and guide them under my skirt into my panties. You waste little time sliding them down my legs. It takes seconds to clear a large space on your desk. Turning me towards the desk, you push me onto it and part my thighs. Sliding between my legs, I feel your erection against my me and realize how wet I am. You slip down to your knees and bury your face in me. My rich earthy scent and soft salty taste fill your mouth. All you can feel is the hot smooth flesh of my thighs and my essence before you. Your tongue finds my clit and coaxes it into an even more sensitive state. My fingers are in you hair, pulling, begging you . . . "oh god . . . please." My taste, an aphrodisiac, you feel your cock swell even harder as you slip your tongue into me. Even that takes a little effort for the fit. Tight, sweet and very wet. Your dick begs to take your tongue's place. It's all happening so quickly, but neither of us is able to slow down, let alone stop it. Unable to stop and unwilling. "I need you." is all you hear . How could you resist? You lift you head, your face covered with the evidence of my desire. I smile and reach down to wipe your cheek with my fingers, bringing them to my lips to taste. You blink, waiting for this fantasy to disappear. But I remain there before you, straddle on your desk, your papers all over the floor, a button from my blouse resting by my hand. The bra has shifted and a dark nipple peaks out and my skirt is hunched up around my waist. My hair is loose and wavy around me, giving me even more of a wild look. All of these things are nothing compared to my eyes, dark and almost black in hunger. My hand wrapping around your shaft shifts your attention. I pull you closer until the head of your dick is glistening with me. You replace my hand with yours and soon have my nails scratching across the top of your desk as you slide it up and down. Needing to feel flesh under my palms, I grasp your arms and dig my nails in, edging you on. I cry out as you slip the head of your dick into me, your own groan mixing with my mine at the narrow fit. Unable to take any more of your own teasing, you kiss me and thrust deeply into me, swallowing my cry of pleasure. You have to pause, your balls begging to explode. The sharp pain of my nails digging into your back helps bring you from the edge. "Please." You take one of my legs and pull it up a little to allow your self deeper and begin thrusting. My juices are all over your lap and the purrs and moans make it harder and harder to hold off. I forget everything but the exquisite sensation of being filled with your cock and knowing I'd give anything to keep you from stopping. "Fuck me harder," You can almost feel me blush at the words, but the need for you is stronger. My breath comes faster and faster and my movements become more frantic. You're aware of the claw marks on your back, but unable to feel the pain any more. You can feel your balls tightening and know you can't hold off much longer. I get louder and louder, begging you to fuck me harder and faster until you feel me suddenly tighten around you and I cry out as the first waves of my orgasm hit me. You can't stop now and try to pull out. My legs wrap around you. "Cum in me . . . ." You groan as you explode inside of me, the ripples of my orgasm milking you further. The pleasure hits you hard with the feeling of cumming inside of me . . . nothing between us. As your energy all but vanishes, you lean forward and collapse on me, pushing us back onto the desk, your dick still within me. I purr softly and brush your damp hair back from you brow, kissing you. I giggle and you feel my muscles tighten around you. "What a delightful way to meet you." The First Meeting This was the day, Laura was nervous and excited in equal measure. As she went through the mechanics of the working day her mind continually wandered to what was to come and her heartbeat would quicken with anticipation -- and fear if she were totally honest. Although she was, of course, in male mode -- this day she felt herself more female than ever before. She felt more Laura than ever. Her emotions were in turmoil. Excitement, arousal, fear, nervousness but more than anything she felt alive. Yes, she was concerned that David would not show up, that she herself would loose her nerve; worried that she would not like David or that he would not like her but none of this could totally dampen the thrill she was feeling and the anticipation of allowing Laura to be seen, live, by a man. What is more, a man who has expressed clear interest in Laura, who is keen to meet her, who has claimed that Laura arouses him -- and, oh, how she wants to arouse a man, how she wants to be loved by a man to be held, kissed and taken. Time, of course, seemed to be going in slow motion. Every time she checked the clock at work it seemed to have barely moved as if every thing was happening in slow motion. Then the dark thoughts come. He wont turn up, how can he fancy me, he has been cruelly winding me up. Dare I put so much emotion at risk here, could I handle the knock back? Or perhaps it will be me that lacks courage, me that gives way and crawls back into the shadows of private and shameful pleasures. Beep beep, beep beep. A text has come to interrupt Laura's doubts. "I hope you don't mind me texting you but I am really looking forward to meeting and hope you are too. Not long now and we will be together." -- David Oh God, maybe he will turn up -- what do I feel about that? So excited, so horny and so cross at time passing so slowly. "Can't wait, excited, nervous and horny -- see ya soon." -- Laura. The last hour of work passes faster with more excitement and less fear; the text from David makes Laura feel much better and yet generates more anticipation. Then Laura is back in her car and driving towards to hotel. In the boot is her bag with clothes, hair, make up and all the other little things that a girl needs to function properly; a mystery to most men but second nature to her now. In male mode she checks in and negotiates reception easily enough -- her heart is pounding and she is sure that everyone who looks at her knows everything, what she is thinking, her secret desires and passions and all the sordid details. Once into her room she takes a moment to look around. Pleasant bed, clean sheets, furniture rather Spartan and mass-produced, a small sofa trying to give a homely feel and a rather functional but adequate bathroom. After spending a few minutes lost in thoughts of what might happen here in such a short period of time, she opens her small case and starts to get ready. Clothes are hung on the sad wire hangers; make up, lotions, creams and oils are taken through to the bathroom. Essentials -- condoms and lube -- are placed in the bedside draw, she wonders if they will be used. Still unsure that he will turn up and if he does whether they will like each other she is aware that the evening could so easily end in awkwardness and embarrassment with these two vessels passing in the night. Beep beep, beep beep. "I am on my way, darling -- I hope you are well. I am so excited -- not long now. Are you there yet? I should be good for 7:30." -- David "I am here and getting ready. Oh God, only 1 ½ hours better go. Xxx" -- Laura OMG he is going to come -- bloody hell only 1 ½ hours. Laura undressed and carefully folded her man clothes into her bag, which she pushed well under the bed as if dispatching them to another place. For the next few hours he would not exist, this was Laura time and there was no space for him. She walked into the bathroom and started to run the bath -- hot and deep as she wasted to really relax and have a good soak. While it was running she also ran a bowl of hot water in the sink ready for her to shave. Some scented oil in the bath water and the room smelt wonderfully of summer flowers -- an almost heady rush of fragrance. Before getting in the bath she quickly shaved her underarms and chest -- there wasn't much there anyway but she wanted to be as hairless as she could be. Her legs and .... other parts she would do in the bath. That finished she slipped into the bath, lovely and hot and straight away she felt the tension drain out of her and her nervousness retreat. After a quick wash and a long soak Laura shaved her legs and made her crotch smooth with just a small and trim Brazilian remaining to highlight her sex. Once out of the bath she ran another sink of hot water and wrapped in the largest towel in the room she shaved her face -- a really close shave so that there was no nasty stubble to spoil the effect. Then it was time for the make up. Laura had learned that less is more so there was not a great deal to do, a little around the eyes some light foundation and of course some stunning lip stick. She wondered what it would be like to kiss a man whilst wearing lipstick -- she had never done that before -- would it smudge everywhere and end up all over him? She immediately thought of a part of his body that she would love to leave lipstick on; she giggled to herself and felt her manhood stir. Beep beep, beep beep. "I am here now and just going to freshen up. I will text when I am ready. Xxxx" -- David David had said he would arrange a separate room so that he could get ready, wash the working day off himself and be clean and smart for his lover -- he also recognised that it would allow them both a little space, particularly if they did not hit it off. They both hoped that that would not be necessary and that they could spend the whole night together, but you never know. "Just getting ready -- should not be too long now. xxx" -- Laura Oh my God -- it is going to happen. Now it really hit Laura. He was here somewhere in an identical room perhaps even next door. Probably having a quick shower and shave, maybe applying a little after-shave. She hoped he was also excited and perhaps a little nervous despite being a bit more experienced than she was. Would he be having the same sort of thoughts and concerns, would he be nervous, filled with anticipation and excitement? She hoped so. She checked her watch -- 7:05 better get dressed now. Careful not to mess up her makeup Laura started to get dressed. David had indicated the sort of things that really turned him on. Fortunately, like Laura, David like Office scenarios and was keen to meet as Secretary and Boss -- distressing after a hard day in the office. She laid her clothes out on the bed. Sheer black hold-up stockings Black lacy French knickers Black satin girdle / corset Knee length black skirt with a side slit that did not quite reveal her stocking tops White long sleeved and high-necked blouse. Very simple and slightly formal office wear. The sort of thing that thousands of girls would wear on an average day at work. David said that he would be wearing his suit and Laura though her outfit would go very well with a man in a dark and formal suit. Checking her hands and nails for hard skin or edges that would snag her stockings she first rolled the stockings up her legs -- this always aroused her -- the feeling of silk or nylon on her bare and newly shaved legs was soooo erotic it instantly caused a reaction which would have to go down if she was to get her knickers on properly!! Next the knickers, her arousal was something of a problem but what a delightful problem to have. Then the girdle and blouse on top. She loved the feeling of being constrained in the girdle and how the tailored blouse fitted snugly with the figure that the blouse had created. Last she stepped into the skirt, which was straight and a little tight, but not a pencil skirt by any means. She stepped into her heals -- not too high as she wanted to be able to walk around without wobbling but feminine all the same. She stepped back and looked in the mirror, made some final adjustments to the skirt and blouse, sprayed a little perfume around her neck just above the shirt collar and then reached for the wig. She had given it a good brushing that morning so it only took moments to get it looking just right. It was a brunet wig of medium length coming just below her jaw line and framing her face beautifully. With this on she looked again in the mirror and was amazed by what she saw. There in front of her was a sensual but slightly understated woman. Beautiful and sexual -- it was everything that she wanted -- she thought she had caught the look just right -- she only hoped that David thought so too. Beep beep, beep beep. "I am ready when you are darling -- just text back and I will be with you in no time. xxx" -- David One last check in the mirror, a very quick tidy in the bathroom putting the towels over the side of the bath and a quick look around the room. Everything was ready -- was she? Was she really ready for this; was Laura really ready to meet her first man, to touch and be touched, to hold him -- to kiss him? With hands that were shaking so much she almost dropped her phone, she replied. "Ready and waiting for you my love. Room 34." -- Laura Send. No going back now. She walked across the room and stood near the door, she was in shade as she had turned off all the lights except the bedside lamps and one on the desk. She drew a deep breath and waited. After what seemed like only a few seconds there was a firm knock at the door. Laura reached forward and opened the door, as she did this she moved back so that she was hidden from the corridor. There on the threshold was David. He was about 5'3", his knuckles were resting gently on the carpet and there was a long line of dribble hanging from the corner of his mouth. His hair looked like chunks had been pulled out by the roots and there was a strong smell of compost and decaying vegetables as he hobbled into the room. (just kidding). David was wearing a dark suit and was holding a small carrier bag; he stepped into the room and stood in front of Laura. Taking the door from her hand he quietly shut it and turned back to Laura. "I have so looked forward to meeting you Laura, it is hard to believe that we are actually together at last." David took Laura's right hand and holding it gently he walked with her into the main part of the room. "My goodness, you look fabulous." David looked her up and down -- not lecherously but more in appreciation. "You are just stunning, so feminine. I hope you are not too nervous." "No I am fine." Laura found it hard to keep a tremble out of her voice and had to remind herself to breathe. David placed the bag on the desk. "I hope you don't mind but I bought us a bottle of wine -- would you like a glass?" Laura nodded. "Why don't you take a seat on the sofa while I get this opened and pour us a glass each." Laura was glad that David was taking control as her mind had frozen. She made it to the sofa while David popped into the bathroom and found the two plastic wrapped tumblers that were there. "Looks like we will have to make do with these." David took a corkscrew from the bag and quickly opened the wine. Pouring two glassed he walked over to the sofa and handed one to Laura. "Cheers." They touched glasses and both took a drink at the same time. David sat on the edge of the bed in front of Laura. "Laura, I love what you are wearing, you look like one of the Executive PAs in my office in London -- very smart, very demure but also very very feminine." "Thank you, that's very kind of you to say. Do you like the skirt?" Feeling a little bolder now and not so nervous, Laura stood and gave a quick twirl showing off the skirt. "I think it is lovely, and it really compliments your figure." As she stood in front of him David reached his hand out and held the side of her hip. He moved it ever so slightly up and down, a gesture that Laura found really erotic and very sensual -- it implied so much and yet was innocent. David then stood; he was now in front of her, his hand still on her hip and really quite close. Laura lowered her head in part to hide her trembling lip. He put his hand under her chin and raised her head slowly. As he did this he lent in towards her and very lightly kissed he on the lips. Although she saw this coming it was so light and quick that she did not have time to respond. His thumb stroked her cheek and he started to lean in towards her again. This time she was ready and subtly responded with her own lips moving against his. They both seemed to find breathing difficult and everything seemed to have stopped in the room. Then the moment was broken, David stepped back and stretched his arms and arched his back. "What a day -- it was non stop all day and I am quite knackered." "Oh you poor thing, let me help you." Laura seemed to come to life again. She ran her hands up David's chest, which eased his suit jacket off his shoulders; she took it and hung it up in the wardrobe. "Here, let me take the strain of the day out of you." She reached up to his tie and started to undo it, then undid a couple of buttons on his shirt -- she took the opportunity to run her hand across his manly chest. "Hmmm that feels nice." Laura undoes another button and more of his chest becomes available to her, at the same time she pushes back against him until the back of his legs hit the bed and he has to sit down. Standing tall in front of his she puts both her hands on her hips and tilts her head to one side. "What am I going to do with you then? I think you need some fairly serious distressing and I think I am the girls to help you with that." With that she puts her hands on the front of his shoulders, inside his shirt, and starts to massage his shoulder muscles. This brings her quite close to David and he takes the opportunity to put both of his hands onto her hips where he enjoys the feel of her firm thighs. One hand reaches around behind her and starts to stroke her bottom. "Mmmm you are rather naughty David. What am I to do with you?" His response is to allow one of his hands to drop down the side of her leg until it reaches the bottom of her skirt. It then starts to rise again but now he is enjoying the smooth and sensual feel of her stockings rather than her skirt. Up it goes to the lacy hold up tops and then beyond until he touches her French knickers for the first time. Laura cannot resist slightly rotating her hips so that they rub across both hands causing her some not unpleasant arousal and an appreciative moan from David. Laura now leans further forward and continues unbuttoning David's shirt as she does this David leans forward and kisses her again. She stays bent over like that and they start to kiss deeply with steadily increasing passion. David's other hand now also travels down her leg and up again under her skirt until both are now fondling her willing bottom and her skirt has been forced to ride up in a most inelegant manner. Laura doesn't care one jot. She steps forward so that her legs are either side of David's, her skirt now up above her stocking tops and the edge of her knickers exposed. David pulls her firmly towards him and she topples onto the bed on her knees either side of David's lap. The first thing she notices, very much to her satisfaction, is that she has caused a significant reaction in David -- he is not able to (and not interested in) hiding his obvious erection, which is now pushing between Laura's legs Her skirt it now completely up around her waist her underwear exposed to David's hungry gaze. David sighs and lies back across the bed. Laura, straddling his crotch, grinds and rotates herself on his firmness. She pushes up on his chest so that she is now sitting up right on him. "Well, what am I to do with you?" With this she arches her back pushing forward her chest and starts to rub herself on him in a most wanton manner. Her hands also rub his, now naked, chest. David's hands are on her waist encouraging her but also starting to move around towards her front and then under her skirt to move backwards and forwards across the front of her knickers. Of course, there he discovers her obvious arousal and give a little sigh of satisfaction that she is clearly enjoying this as much as he is. After a few minutes of dry humping like this Laura, reluctantly, moves back off him to stand again at the foot of the bed. Without invitation or indeed any hesitation she starts to undo his belt, buttons and zip to release his manhood. Before she pulls his trousers down she remembers to take off his shoes and socks -- there is nothing more ridiculous than a naked man still wearing his socks -- she then returns to the top of his trousers and starts to pull them down. Helpfully David lifts his bottom to make this easier and then he is there on his back with his shirt completely unbuttoned and just his boxer shorts. Laura carefully folds his trousers and puts them over the back of the chair and then with feline grace she returns to David. She rests her hands on his thighs just above his knees and slowly starts to slide them up towards his waist; as she does this she also lowers her shoulders and head unto she is almost able to kiss his legs. Her hands arrive at the waistband of his boxers and her mouth is right above his very obvious arousal. She sensually and slowly starts to pull down on his waistband -- making no attempt to ease his boxers past his erection so it catches and the more she pulls the more obvious the tent is that he is creating. Not able to resist, she plants her mouth over his erection and starts to work on him through the material of his underwear. There is something wanton and erotic about this and David's head falls back further on the bed and he moans. Laura continues to pull down on his boxers and then suddenly they are free and his hard cock pops out and slaps him on the stomach narrowly missing Laura's face in the process. It stands there hard and glistening with precum -- she notices that he has shaved himself and just has a small Brazilian left. Hmmm she loves that. Her tongue flicks out and touches the very end of his cock as if tasting it as a snake tastes its environment with its tongue. Again it flicks out, licking now rather than just touching, exploring and teasing at the same time. Up and down his length it travels until she feels she knows it size, length and girth and now wants to just enjoy it for herself. For the first time she pops his head into her mouth and holds it there for a moment savouring the feel and taste of it. She has never done this before and wondered how it would feel. It is everything she hoped and more -- she felt feminine, a little slutty perhaps but most of all she was loving it. Laura gradually moved her head up and down on David's very hard cock taking more and more of it into her mouth, she gagged a little on occasion through over eagerness and pulled back but she was surprised how much she could get into her mouth. After a few minutes David put his hands on the sides of her head and gently pulled indicating that he wanted her to move up. She obligued and slide up his body, sliding to his side a t the same time until she was lying beside him, wrapped firmly in his arms -- they kissed deeply, exploring each other's mouths with hungry tongues. "Was that OK darling, did you stop me because it wasn't right?" "Laura, that was perfect, just brilliant and horny and arousing but I don't want to cum yet and if you had keep that up for long I would have had no choice." He chuckled. Laura beamed with pride inside -- this was one of the things she was nervous about -- would her inexperience show, would she be any good at pleasuring a man would she disappoint? The First Meeting We have been talking for so long, meeting is both exciting and nerve racking. What if you don't like me in person? What if you don't show up? What if it was all in my head, and the only way we click is through a computer screen? There are so many what if's I don't know what to do with them all!! Still, I sit here, impatiently waiting for you to show up at Starbucks so we can meet, for the first time. My leg is shaking, I keep playing with my cup and looking between the parking lot and my phone, just waiting for you. Car after car pulls in, 15 minutes goes by and I debate calling to make sure you're coming to the right Starbucks. Another car pulls in, and I hold my breath, hoping and worrying that it's you. As you step out of the car, I feel my face heat as I blush, worried that you won't notice me, and praying that you do. As you walk in, you scan the coffee shop until you see me. Smiling, you walk to the counter and place your order, making me wait. I think you enjoy me squirming. In fact, I know you do. You walk over to me with your drink in hand, smiling and say "what, no hug?" I blush again, and stand up to give you a hug. You do that evil laugh in my ear and murmur "good slut" making me blush again. As we separate, you let your hand linger on my ass, making sure i can feel you touching me. We sit down, sipping our coffees. I feel my cheeks flushing again as I look down at my cup, unsure what to say. You laugh again, "what, you're shy now? That's so unlike you." You sit there, staring at me, smiling at how shy and uncomfortable I am. I glance up and giggle just a little bit. I start rambling about unimportant things, just talking trying to make it so there is no awkward silence. You sit there, laughing, smiling, enjoying how much I fidget, how shy I am, how much I'm giggling and blushing. We have some small conversation, mostly with me talking and you just laughing at how awkward and shy I'm being. Finally, our coffee's finished, we stand up to leave. I'm standing there, nervous not sure what to expect. I had walked here, so I was waiting for my cue on whether I should just leave, or follow you to your car. You stare at me, that smirk on your face scaring and exciting me at the same time. "Come with me, I think we should go see a movie." You say, and start walking towards your car. I smile, excited by you wanting to stay with me awhile longer, and hurry behind you. You move, as though to open the door for me, and instead, press me up against the car, and assault my mouth. I give you everything you want, opening and letting you in, moaning into your mouth, begging for me as you grind your hips against mine. I can feel you smile as you shove your tongue into my mouth, claiming it for yourself. You release me, holding me so I don't sag to the ground. You reach behind me, and pull open the door as you laugh. I drop into the seat, trying to wrap my mind around what was going on. You slide into the driver's seat and turn on the engine. As we pull out of the parking lot, you place a hand on my leg, and just let it rest there. Your thumb making small circles on my thigh. I just keep staring at the floor, my cheeks getting redder and redder the longer your hand stays on my leg. You drive for a little bit, and pull into the 24 hour sex shop that's down the street. You tell me wait in the car, and get out. I sit there, fidgeting, and I keep glancing up at the store entrance, waiting for you. I can feel my heart pounding from the excitement, my stomach dropping from the fear. After a few minutes, you walk back out, a black bag in your hand, and that smile on your face. You put the bag in the back seat, not telling me what's in it, and I don't ask. I know that when I need to know, I'll know, and not a moment sooner. We drive around for awhile longer, your hand rubbing up and down my leg, but never up far enough for me to really get any pleasure. It is the sweetest type of torture. I start wiggling, trying to readjust and get our hand to touch me where I want it most. I hear you laugh because you know what I'm trying to do. "Fine slut, you want something to do? Suck my cock." I eagerly lean over and unzip your pants. I pull your cock out, and lick it. I put as much of your big cock in my mouth as I can in my fit. I can feel your cock grow and get harder in my mouth. I moan as I feel you get bigger, and start working my mouth up and down, my tongue moving around. I suck on your head, my tongue swirling over you. I reach down and start fondling your balls as I try to deep throat your cock. I get a little over halfway before i start gagging. I try to pull off, only to feel your hand on the back of my neck pushing me back down. "I want you to take it deeper, slut. Take all of my cock." I open my mouth as wide as possible and am able to take you a little further before I start gagging. I pull back and lick your head a bit before trying again. I get a bit further, but I still can't take all of you. You hold my head down, telling me "breath through your nose, breath through your nose." When you finally let me up, we've stopped. I look up as I try to catch my breath and notice we're in the mall parking lot. You put your cock away, and get out of the car. I look at you, and you motion for me to follow you. I walk beside you, wiping my mouth and checking my make-up to see how much it smeared. You take me to the movie theater, buy two tickets, and we head into the theater taking our seats in the back. We talk a bit about nothing while we wait for the movie to start. As soon as the lights go down, your hand goes back onto my leg. You lean over and whisper "You're in trouble, slut, for not wearing a skirt." I bit my lip, trying to not moan as I feel your hand move higher on my leg. You pull your hand away and lay your arm across the back of the chair, pulling me to lean against you. I feel every inch of you touching, and I start squirming again. You reach your hand down, and start fondling my breast. I start breathing heavier, and a small moan escapes. "Don't make a sound. You don't want anyone to notice what a slut you are, do you?" I bit my lip, trying to hold back any noise as you reach into my shirt, pushing away my bra. You chuckle as you feel how hard my nipple is. "I think you want people to know what a slut you are, don't you?" You taunt as you pinch my nipple. I whimper a little, and quickly look around to see if anyone heard. You just laugh as I try to hold back another moan while you play with my nipple, teasing me. I don't know how long we sat like that, it didn't seem like it was for very long, when the lights suddenly come up. You quickly pull your hand out of my shirt and wait for me to try to adjust myself before standing up to go. You hold your hand out to me, and pull me behind you. It's almost 8:00 when we walk back outside. In the car, we talk a little, but nothing too exciting happens. You pull into my driveway, and lean over to kiss me goodbye. Before you let me out of the car, you say "Don't cum slut. I want you to wait and cum when I can watch you. Tomorrow I'll get us a hotel room." As I walk to the door, you pull away, that evil smile on your face that makes my stomach do little flips. The First Meeting This is a fictional first-hand account of a Daisy's first real-life meeting with her Dom. Prior to this point they had been in daily contact. She had travelled as far as online training could take her, and her Master was eager to test her in real life. Daisy's account I prepare carefully, showering and shaving. I dress in the prescribed clothes, makeup, stockings and shoes. The eggs carefully inserted, covered by a tiny pair of panties to keep them in place, and I am ready to leave. The train takes me to Waterloo, and I walked to the bus stop to catch the bus to Kings Cross; the eggs moving irresistibly with each stride. The bus is on time and I climb quickly to the top deck, well aware of the eggs bulging from my pussy with each step. Oh God this is madness, what am I doing? I am travelling through central London to meet a man, who I only know online, and who will most likely beat me and do things I have never dreamed of by the time morning arrives. I alight at the station and gaze around looking for the platform that your train will arrive on. It is a bit of a walk, but not too bad; I should be there as the train pulls in. I see you down the platform, and quickly walk towards you smiling a hello and leaning in to kiss each cheek. As I go to straighten up, your hand grips my elbow and you kiss me hard, full on the lips. I am startled, but part my lips to allow your tongue to thoroughly explore my mouth. "Good girl daisy" you say, pulling back. I stand up and back away from you a little, so that you can inspect my appearance. "Yes, that will do." I smile. "You have done everything I asked?" I nod the affirmative. "I will, of course, check that the eggs are in place." "Yes Sir." I manage to squeak. "Good! Now, I am hungry, let us go and eat," you mutter and set off at some speed across the concourse. I follow, teetering on tiny heels. You hail a cab and give an address. I sit, perched uncomfortably on the tiny pull down seat behind the driver and you face me. The cab moves off and I feel your hand on my knee, you push my skirt up exposing my stocking tops. You caress the soft white skin of my thighs and continue up. "Open daisy," you command. I part my legs for you, and you roughly shove the film of fabric aside and push a finger into my pussy, where it immediately hits the hard silver ball. I gasp at the sudden intrusion, conscious of where we are. My cheeks redden with shame. You spend a couple of moments stroking the soaking hot flesh before pulling your hand away and smoothing my skirt down. "Open your mouth" you demand. I immediately comply and your wet fingers are placed in my mouth. "Lick." You command. I suck them clean swirling my tongue around each finger, the taste of my arousal strong in my mouth. You smile. "I am pleased thus far daisy." My relief is complete. The taxi stops near Covent Garden and we exit. You gesture to a tiny bistro and we enter. You have obviously been here before and are warmly greeted by the Maitre D. We are directed to the back of the restaurant, to a very private area and without you saying a word a bottle of wine is placed before you. "daisy, I need you to go to the ladies room and remove the eggs and your panties. Place this in your rectum." You hand me a clear butt plug of some proportion. I rush into the toilets. Once inside the tiny cubical I immediately set to my task. My panties are soaked and the eggs pull out with a sucking wet plop. They are hot to the touch and so slippery wet. I dump them in the tiny hand sink and hold up the butt plug. You have not given me any lube I realise to my horror. This is a large plug, it will definitely need lubing. I spend some time inserting the butt plug into my dripping pussy to lube it enough to slide home. It is bigger than I anticipated, and I need to spend some time gently fucking my ass pushing it deeper with every thrust, feeling my anus stretching wider, painfully wide, until it finally slides home. I breathe a huge sigh of relief and touch the base to make sure it is firmly in place. With the eggs washed and safely deposited in my bag, I walk back to the table. You, of course, want to check, I stand with my back to you and you slide your hand up my skirt again, giving the plug a firm pull. "Mmm, a snug fit." You murmur, once again letting your fingers slide into my now empty, slick, wet pussy. While I was busy in the ladies room, you had ordered lunch; a beautiful velvety fillet steak with a rich brandy and pepper sauce is delivered. We eat and drink, chatting companionably. At the finish, you settle the bill and we walk outside into the bright early afternoon sun. You raise your hand to flag a passing black cab. This time, we go deep into Soho to a little blacked out sex shop. We go in and browse around the toys, selecting a few to purchase. I see you talking to the proprietor. A small and creepy looking man with tobacco-blackened fingers and greasy hair. He is nodding and gesturing to a door. You tell me to follow the man, and I find myself in a small, dark backroom that has a large TV screen and several pieces of dungeon equipment. The man smirks at me, "You have an hour, and I will pop in later to see how you are doing." I almost balk as he leaves the room. "daisy!" You exclaim, sharply sensing my growing panic. "Remember yourself." "Yes Sir." I murmur, I feel panic beginning to rise inside, my hands become damp and my pulse races. "Now, I wish for you to present to me. You can place your clothes on this chair, but leave your stockings and heels on." His words have a calming effect, this ritual part of our online routine. I quickly strip off, trembling with fear and excitement, and stand naked before you for the first time. My hands clasped behind my head and my legs apart. You put your hand between my legs, this time thrusting two fingers hard into my pussy and fucking. "Mmmm, such a good, wet, slut you are daisy." Your other hand goes to my breasts, and I feel you tweaking my nipple hard. My breathing is ragged, I cannot believe that in such a short time, I am on the point of orgasm. "You are a hot little slut daisy, I have some surprises planned for you." As you speak, the door swings open and the man walks in with a bag, full of different equipment. I can see him taking in the scene; his eyes lingering over the streams of juice flowing over my thighs. I blush furiously at the intrusion, somehow unable to scream at him to leave. "I am going to have to keep the door open, fire regulations, you know." He tells you, his eyes running over my body again. "Of course," you reply, "I will need your assistance in restraining her." My eyes pop open and I take a step back. The man regards me for a moment, his eyes flicker with lust and he slowly runs his tongue over his lips. "Please strap her hands up." You tell him. The man's face light up and he strides over to me, seizing a wrist, which he thrusts up and firmly buckles a leather handcuff on. I lock my other hand down by my side, he seizes it, and as I continue to resist viciously pinches and twists my nipple. I shriek with pain and fury, and he laughs, pressing himself against me as he tightens the second buckle. He pulls my hands up and hooks them on a hook that is dangling from the ceiling by some kind of chain pulley. "Thank you that will be all." I hear you say. I am relieved, he totally creeped me out! You resume your touching and exploring my body, occasionally pinching and slapping me. You pinch my nipples until they are hard peaks, and then attach viciously tight clamps to them. As I begin to protest the pain, you pick up a flogger, and start to slowly flog my buttocks, gradually picking up a faster rhythm until they glow a bright red. The pain grows with each stroke, as does a glowing heat, yet somehow I am more and more aroused. You pause briefly to stroke my searingly hot cheeks, your finger deftly flicking between my saturated cleft. You drop the flogger, and bring your hand down hard on each cheek, you hold nothing back. Ten times, it falls, and ten times, I scream in pain. "It would please me if you kept your pathetic whining quiet." You bark at me. I am shocked into a stunned silence. Then, you spin me round and pull sharply on the clamps, which seem to close tighter. I open my mouth to squeal, then seeing the thunderous expression on your face, close it again. Your hand again reaches between my legs. My clit is huge, engorged with blood and throbbing with pleasure. You pinch it gently to pull back the tiny hood and run a finger over the sensitised bud. I shiver with mounting excitement, the pain from my nipples and buttocks somehow increasing the sensation. You slide your fingers back, stroking the silky soft skin, gently increasing the pressure and the pleasure with every stroke. Your fingers enter me, you push in firmly, deeply. I feel myself falling over the edge of a huge orgasm. My knees buckle, I am unable to stand and I slump, my weight supported by my bound arms. Jets of cum spurt from my pussy, spraying across the concrete floor. You leap back in surprise. "That's interesting!" You exclaim. Your hand once more reaches between my legs, caressing, then suddenly you deliver two sharp sting slaps to my clit. I jolt up shocked. You slap again, this time not pausing or stopping. Each blow sends a fine spray of my juices cascading down my legs. It takes all of twenty blows before I cum again, this time so hard that I barely hold on to consciousness. You move to the wall and slacken off the chain so that my arms are still suspended, but not taught. Blood rushes back into my hands, and I groan at the excruciating tingle. You open your trousers and allow me first sight of your cock, you are hard. "Suck it daisy, and suck it well." I struggle to reach you, pulling against the chain and just manage to touch my lips to your head. You allow more slack to the chain, and I sink my mouth over you, sucking hard. I hear the sound of someone clearing his throat, and know that the creep is back. "Nearly time, Guv." he says. "I need you out, I have a party booking." You crossly zip yourself up, and direct him to free me. Ugh, he touches me again, his hand sliding over my breasts, tweaking the clamps. "You may release them." You tell him. He seems to take far too long releasing the clamps, his fingers lingering on my nipples. As the blood rushes back into the pressed flesh I gasp with the unexpected pain, for the first time that day, tears pricking my eyes. His hands continue to kneed my aching flesh, and then I feel an unexpected warmth. "Get off!" I shriek, managing to find my voice. He has one nipple sucked deep into his mouth and his grimy hand is frantically pawing at the other. "Release her now." You command. I feel relief wash over me as he unhands my breast, though not before giving my nipple a sharp pinch. My hands are quickly unbuckled and I stand before you both, naked, massaging my aching wrists. "daisy, it is time to remove the plug. Please bend forward so that I may watch." I place one hand on my knee, and reach the other up between my legs to grasp the base of the huge plug. I give it a gentle twist, and slowly pull it out. I hear the man draw a breath and realise he too is staring into my gaping hole."Thanks Guv, I appreciate your consideration. I do not often get to enjoy the play. For that, you can have the room for half the agreed cost." You nodded your agreement, still looking irritated at being interrupted before you could climax. I quickly dress, glad to be covered in front of that awful man and we leave the shop. As we leave, my knees buckle and I almost fall, you hold me, supporting my weight in your arms. You realise that I am shaking and you practically carry me to a neighbouring street side cafe, sit me down in a rickety old wicker chair and order drinks. While we wait for them to be delivered, you hold me close; I relish the feel of your arms around me. "You have submitted to everything beautifully. For your first time with me, you have done everything I wanted, even when I tested you." I look up, startled. "Yes the man was following my instructions. I wanted to see just how far you would go to please me. I am proud of you little one." I smile. To please my master in such a way makes me feel elated, buoyed up. "I have further tests for you; you can of course leave at any time. That will terminate our relationship. I am extremely pleased with you; you are well on your way to earning your collar, if that is what you wish. Shall we continue?" I nod. "Yes Sir, I want this, please let's continue." You smile, turn towards the street, and raise your hand to hail a cab. The First Meeting We have not met but have chatted for a while on the internet until finally the long awaited day comes. You rush home from work and check your emails, I have left my final instructions which you know you must now obey. You knew that you would be mine tonight, you had agreed that much. You thought we could be going out you had no idea where or why. My instructions are very clear. Firstly you are to hide the door key outside in a pre arranged location. You are to bathe and set your hair, apply your make up and delicately scent your body paying particular attention to the crease between your buttocks, your breasts and your pubic mound (I hope you are shaved, or you will be very soon). You are told to apply the nipple enhancers, two small elastic rings, with the application syringe which I sent you last week. You are to put on a pair of sheer black stockings and a suspender belt, your black heels, some jewellery. Finally you are told to take the blindfold which was sent with the nipple enhancers and go to the hallway. At 7:00pm precisely you are instructed to kneel facing the door sitting on your heels with your legs wide apart, place the blindfold over your eyes and wait with your hands behind your back. You knew is would be difficult being unprepared for any instructions you might read in my email that evening on returning from work but these instructions go far beyond anything you had imagined during your very long day at work. You were so consumed by the prospect of "giving" yourself to me this night that you made so many errors you had to retire to the lay lady's room to relive yourself of the tension on no less than four occasions. It is not clear to you if you actually made things worse by doing that. Now you are confronted with those instructions you wonder if you are capable of going through with them. But you promised to trust and obey me and you will do your best to comply. You do, and with only minutes to spare you comply. Kneeling blindfolded looking and feeling like a million dollars facing the door you tremble with anticipation. You hear the door open then close again, you hear my footsteps as I walk slowly towards you but I have said not a word, you tremble hoping that the sight set out before me pleases me, you wonder if you have missed something in my instructions for your preparations. You feel something soft being wrapped around your wrists then fastened with the unmistakable sound of Velcro, first one then the other. Next you feel your wrists being pulled, or rather just gently moved behind your back for you offer no resistance, you hear a plastic "click" and you realise this is the point of no return, you have been cuffed! You sense the sweet aroma of the freshly cut flowers I picked up from the florist on the way to you as I brush your nipples very lightly with their damp petals your nipple enhancers are doing their job. But still I say not a word. It seems an age and you are listening so intently now that you are sure you can hear me breathing, or is that your own breath? Unsure you turn your head slightly so as to hear better. "STAY STILL!" I snap, these are the first words you hear me say and they are not followed up, at least not yet, you obey. As I move the petals down ever so slowly to your naked stomach, slowly downwards, slowly, "open please" I say very politely in direct contrast to the previous order and remembering the impact of that previous order you obey immediately and open your knees as far as you can. You start to move your hips as I very lightly brush the inner tops of your thighs above your stockings with the petals touching your now swollen labia as if "just in passing" as I move from one thigh to the other. Finally and only after I am sure by your movements (which I permit this time) do I concentrate the contact of the petals to your vagina and clitoris, I sense your arousal building, your breathing becoming heavier and more erratic you are gyrating your hips in a manner which must surely be painful in your current posture and you are moaning softly. You are becoming desperate for release...... "I'll just go and put these in water then" I say as I march briskly away to the kitchen. You hear the sound of wrapping paper being removed and water being poured into the sink. Knowing that you can be seen from the kitchen and remembering the first time you decided to strain to hear me whilst you remain perfectly still. I leave you there for longer than it would normally take to put a bunch of flowers in water whilst I quietly explore my surroundings for the first time. I discover the bathroom and your bedroom and I am pleased to see that you have a decorative yet well constructed wrought iron bed head. I decide that you have remained unattended for long enough and as I return I see that you are indeed a willing submissive and have not moved a muscle. You hear me approaching and you know that I can see your breasts heaving in anticipation. Your pussy is self lubricating profusely now and you are certain that, despite the use of the perfume as instructed, I must be able to detect the sweet scent of your arousal, I can. As I stand close beside you and bend to bring my face closer to yours I gently tilt your head backwards slowly I move still closer until our lips touch, at the same time brushing my fingers almost imperceptibly over your nipples, first one, then the other. As our lips touch I open my mouth, you respond instantly and return my advances with a long lasting sweet and very deep French kiss. At last I release your mouth back to you, not that you will ever really own it again. Moving behind you I gently order you to "stand up now please" and assist by lifting you as best I can by your waist and your upper arms. I turn you away from the door so that you are facing me and repeat the kiss this time very lightly passing my hand between your legs back and forth, back and forth until I can feel you effortlessly and freely dripping your sweet juices onto my hand, you taste wonderful at both ends. I take hold of both of your nipples quite firmly but not enough to cause you any real pain (yet) and walking backwards I guide you by your nipples. To the bedroom, you surmise as you blindly follow, you are so aroused now that you have not a care in the world and as long as you find release you are ready to take anything I can mete out to you, you are close to total abandonment. But instead of the bedroom you are surprised to sense that the bathroom is your destination for this particular journey. I turn you still holding your nipples and quietly order "Sit, and remember to keep your knees apart" you hesitate, I understand this as it is out first real encounter and making allowances I quietly repeat the order, but still you hesitate. This being your chance to impress me with your willingness to please and obey I realise that something must be done and quickly if you are to gain the best from this experience. "Am I to take this for obedience young lady?" I firmly proclaim with a somewhat lower voice than before, slowly increasing the pressure of my grip on your nipples. "You will come to regret this type of behaviour", still harder until you succumb and lower your resistance you sit on the toilet seat "for him, a complete stranger, and at our first meeting" you think to yourself. "This is a major step forward" I think to myself as, once more, I bend beside you. Releasing my grip on your nipples I once again tilt your head back with one hand and moving the other between your legs I find your clitoris, I find all of your delicate and by now very wet private organs and gently massage them during another long and deep French kiss, your embarrassment quickly dissolves into renewed sexual excitement. I sense your orgasm approaching and issue your final mission orders "When you cum I want you to pee". I have only seconds to revert to exclusive clitoral stimulation before you obey me. You now belong to me, nobody has ever got this close to you and probably never will, unless I arrange it! "What am I doing?" you silently ask yourself as you feel the waters flow relentlessly from your body as you melt in the final throws of your first orgasm of this evening. "How is this man, who I have never before met, managing to have such control over me?" for you have never before even thought of allowing a man into your bathroom and certainly not to actually watch, or rather feel you peeing! For it is difficult to see much whilst engrossed in that wonderfully deep and sensual French kiss. You are lost in a total confusion of emotions and you mind is only now beginning it?s slow decent from that higher plane of existence which you ever increasingly long to visit. I gently wipe or rather dab you dry trying carefully not to waste those delicate pussy juices for they have not yet completed their task. As your breathing slowly stabilises and you begin to regain your senses you feel a warm and welcome relief engulfing you "is this love, slavery, what?" but you are still confused and dismiss the thought. Suddenly you are awoken from your forced dream by a gentle pressure returning to your nipples as my thumbs and forefingers lift them steadily upwards. It takes a while and it is only as the pain gradually increases that you become aware that this upward motion is not going to stop. You rise from your "loving seat" of a few moments earlier and defenceless as you are you follow me like a pet puppy dog. As long as you respond to my movements the pain becomes less than pain, more a gentle even exiting but certainly stimulating massage. You guess where the next stop will be as I expertly manipulate your 'reins' so that you are standing with the back of your legs touching the foot of your bed. "DON'T STAND WITH YOUR FEET TOGETHER!" I shout, no not shout but firmly order. You obey immediately by moving your feet about 18 inches apart. You have no difficulty in responding to my orders by now simply because you want to not because you are being made to or fear the consequences of failure. You no longer fear anything but long for the inevitable reward of compliance. "Thank you, that's much better" I whisper softly close to your ear. "Now sit" in the same tone. You obey and dare not close your legs. I reach behind being certain to contact your nipples and bush across them as I work. It takes a ridiculously long time but I eventually locate the plastic clip securing the two halves of your handcuffs. Taking a wrist in each hand I move your arms to your front and re-secure the clip. Now working from the side I lift your hands above your head with one hand and placing the other between your shoulders I slowly lower you onto your bed. "What is this?" your mind asks, "How am I to ever know the difference between order and praise? This man is a mine field of confusion and that just in the few words I've managed to hear so far. I must remember to listen very carefully and understand. Why do I feel so comfortable and yet so exposed, vulnerable and defenceless in front of this stranger?" Your mind is working overtime but you don?t want this kind of stimulation. You have become wanton, you crave for another kind of stimulation right now and all of your sexual organs are relentlessly demanding it! "Am I becoming a slut?" You giggle under your breath. Still holding your arms above your head I once again release the clip only to re-secure it on the other side of the bedpost. You are now both exposed and imprisoned and I can 'work' hands free. Returning to the foot of your bed I firmly take hold of both ankles and slide them upwards towards the rest of your body. Your knees have to go somewhere and partly because of your perceived order not to close them (I have said nothing) and partly because you don?t want to close them, you allow your knees to part of their own natural accord. It is only when I run out of room to move your feet any closer to you that I change direction and move them apart as far as my arms will permit The shortest distance between to points is a straight line and my face now lies exactly in the middle of that shortest distance between your far spread ankles. I am presented with a wonderful gift of stimuli. The heady aroma of your relentlessly flowing natural juices mixed with the subtly erotic scent of your delicately applied perfume perfectly compliments the very close proximity of your open vagina and very swollen labia wet and glistening like a dreamscape. You are gorgeous!.. All of my senses are in overload, the close proximity of the heady aroma emanating from your deliciously perfumed pubis mingled with the sweetness of your natural juices together with the stunning shimmering wetness and fine aesthetic detail of your genitals are driving me wild with sheer passion. I want to take you here and now but I resist. Softly I blow on your womanhood first cold then hot, then cold again, alternating hoping this will stimulate you. It does. All of your senses are in overload, stretched and splayed open in this way for this near stranger. You feel so helpless, so vulnerable, so 'displayed'. After only just recovering from your earlier experiences your breathing is becoming heavy once more. The tingling in your pussy returns, as you feel a flood of your natural juices start their downward journey towards your bed, your mind is screaming for me to take you here and now. Firstly I plant a soft tender and very we kiss firmly and squarely over the whole of the opening I now crave to enter. Then lightly, almost imperceptibly with the tip of my tongue I slowly, softly encircle this most inviting of entrances. After more slow sloppy wet kisses and still more very slow circuits I firmly and deliberately collect your sweet nectar from bottom to top with my tongue. Your delicate flavour is exquisite to my tongue. Lost in your own arousal you abandon yourself to your inevitable fate. Melting, calm and yet not relaxed you feel a tension building, growing relentlessly. You want to grab hold of me by the ears and just shove my face into your pussy. "Fuck me now!" your mind bellows, but you resist this urge to scream. As I suck your clitoris though my teeth, deliberately gently at first then more deliberately, releasing the pressure only to renew it immediately, sometimes gently sometimes powerfully, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly I feel your hips gyrating, trying to match this elusive non existent rhythm. I know only too well this is simultaneously frustrating and exciting for you, just a few more sensations to add to your rapidly growing collection of experiences. Only a little longer my sweet one and you can have your release I muse. "This guy is driving me wild" struggling for breath now, sometimes holding it in an attempt to achieve release. Maybe if I move my hips more urgently (he might ease off and prevent me), maybe if I lie still (he may try harder, else he will guess, anyway I can't be still), what if I ask nicely? Or demand it? No he won't fall for that one". You are now clean out of options, nothing left save to abandon yourself totally to my control. I have already decided how and now it is for me to decide when. I am enjoying watching, feeling you struggle for release, desperate now, pussy lips swollen out of all proportion, a damp area on the bed under your buttocks (I am pleased I remembered to place a towel on my passenger seat this evening) this girl is prolific. Getting nearer now to that point of no return, that point where the spirit, abandoning the confines of the material word, floats timelessly in that all too short moment of sheer ecstasy. I finally relent and combine my movements with yours permitting you to control the speed and direction for these last few thrusts as you slip out of control into a second shuddering climax which seems to last for eternity. You feel ecstatic, contented and relaxed. You want to sleep but I have other plans for you this evening. Resisting the urge to lap up the remainder of this delightfully sweet nectar you have been so kind enough to secrete for my enjoyment I move to the headboard and release you from your cuffs but not the blindfold. Sitting on the bed sideways and beside you I caress you tenderly while allowing you a few moments of peace, I lovingly stroke your hair, your face, your breasts, permitting myself the luxury of spending more time on those than would seem necessary. You smile, uncontrollably. "Sit up" I say happily, as I help you swing your legs to the side of the bed and offer my arm for you to pull on "Don't close your legs" I marvel at your still very wet genitals slowly returning to their un-swollen state. Leaving you there for a moment I move to your wardrobe. I have already chosen your clothing, you modelled some items for my on your webcam recently. A mid length full skirt. A white lacy blouse, not see through but thin enough to disclose the outline of your breasts and your enlarged nipples in the right circumstances. And a soft feel woollen coat, more like a wrap than a coat for it has a tie belt but this is the only means of closure. It resembles a dressing gown in many ways. It is not cold but it could be on the way home, I will carry it for you. You hum softly to yourself as you hear me rummaging through your clothing but you care not for you trust me now. And then you hear my voice once more. "Open please" I softly command as I run my finger tip lightly across your ruby lips. You obey. Hearing the unmistakeable sound of my zipper fly directly in front of your nose you understand your next task without me even uttering single word. You are happy to provide this service after the treatment you have received so far this evening. You softly caress my shaft in your now free hands and guide me eagerly into your hungry mouth. Lovingly you go to work on me and languish in satisfaction as you hear my soft moaning, satisfaction of an expertly executed task, "for him!" You wonder if you can swallow, if you must swallow, what will be my reaction if you spit, dribble. What if you pull off before the end? But you need not have worried those questions will have to be answered later I have every intention of prolonging this first meeting and our shared arousal well into the night. I save myself for later. "Get up please, time to get you dressed". You obey. You feel the soft, light fabric of the blouse first, you have no idea which one I have selected but you are very aware that I have not selected a bra to accompany it. Lifting one leg then the other, you are aware of your skirt being pulled upwards to your waist. "Men!. You giggle quietly to yourself, they never know how to dress a woman, easier over the head, all those years of trousers" you feel the skirt zip tightening the waist band. You feel completely vulnerable now and you are aware that you could never go out like this alone! I make the final adjustments to your neckline, or rather your plunge line, as I strive to create the desired effect. I don?t want you naked, not looking like a tart but I need you feeling that way on this our special night. "Oh hell, I might as well be naked!" you think as I move you in front of the mirror and finally restore your sight. It is difficult for you and you know you can always refuse but you trust me and a small part of you has always been eager to appear totally naked in public anyway. It is your inhibitions which need to be overcome and I have already explained that you need this type of experience in order to reach your final goal and chosen destiny. I take your arm and escort you to my car, opening the door I remind you not to sit on your skirt or close your legs. Noticing the towel on the seat you obey. I go to the other side of the car and place your wrap on the back seat and ease myself into the driving seat, before fastening my seat belt I cannot resist one more kiss. As I lean over my hand moves instinctively to your pussy as I give and receive a long loving French kiss. Your flowing juices once again betray your excitement. "Keep it wet for me" I softly, lovingly order as I ease the car away gently "plenty of time, DON'T CUM YET!". The First Meeting He rolled out of bed and stretched. Opened a bottle of water and looked at the disheveled bed. As he turned his head to the room in shambles, he heard the door to the bathroom open. There she was. Wearing nothing but his shirt - buttoned and cuffed - and smiling. All the worry. All the nervousness. The apprehension. All gone. The vision in front of him reminded him of the past two weeks. He smiled, pulled her close, and was thinking what other ways he could ravage her. A few hours before, He sat at the bar, sipping a glass of water. He purposely was not watching the door. He needed to calm down. A man who spent his days presenting and closing deals was not used to the nerves. The sweaty palms. He was about to meet her. The woman who he could not get out of his head. His name was Ryan. He was 40 and a he owned his own marketing agency. Unlike the image of Mad Men, his team worked hard. They had fun, but it was about facts and numbers and focus. He was used to traveling to visit his clients - he believed face to face meetings is how he was able to grow the firm from himself to over 100 people. He was on the road two or three nights a week. He loved to travel, but the stress of the road was always there. His wife and two kids at home didn't see much of him during the week. But on the weekends - he was Mr. Dad. Like all men when they hit 40, he had plenty of chances to stray from his marriage. Not that he was unhappy at home - but Ryan was attracted to power. Not the 'I am the President and can invade you' power, but the subtle power of getting things done. That attraction to power and his old school manners and charm caused many a woman to flirt with him. He wasn't one to hook up with a random woman, but he also was not a saint. Two lovers in his past, but it has been a year since that. Back home, sex had slowed down to birthdays and anniversaries and nights with too much wine. He loved his wife, but he needed more. Cautious as he was, he couldn't just pick up a woman at a bar. Nor hit on his clients. He needed discretion. Privacy. And a call girl was not his style. So he signed up for Ashley Madison. Created a profile. And started to look through profiles. And just like dating years ago, it was like looking for a needle in a stack of needles in a barn full of hay. He was ready to give up when one night, in a hotel room, he found a profile that got his attention. Ryan's top salesperson had found a new client in Detroit. A company that grew out of the ashes of the car maker recession, helped companies streamline their manufacturing process to be more environment friendly. Part of the green movement. But after signing up the local automakers, they needed to branch out. Ryan's firm was in Indianapolis. He wasn't a big city firm, but the company wanted a unique and smaller voice. He made plans to make the pitch and travel to Detroit. The night before, Ryan arrived and settled into the hotel. After dinner with a friend, he got on his laptop and went through the presentation. Ready, he logged into Ashley Madison and decided to look at profile in the local Detroit area. After about 10 minutes of looking through, he found one that caught his eye. "Summer1970" was her name and "Looking for a Summer Friend" the headline read. He opened it and continued to read. Someone had spent some time on this. She wrote well. Came off smart. With a bit of spark. Not having had lucky so far, he sent a quite note - "Hi there - enjoyed your profile. I might not be local, but I think I might give you a run for your money. Let's chat." He kept looking around and checked his mailbox. There was a response from "Summer1970" - that was quick. She said thanks for the note and she liked what he had wrote as well. She asked to see a photo and what caused a man from another state to reach out. So their correspondence started. That night, they emailed and used the Instant Message service for about an hour. She was attractive - short brunette hair with vibrant eyes. She had a great smile. Back and forth they talked. Not about sex, but about what brought them to the site. Why they were looking for something on the side. Without specifics, they learned they were both professionals. Career was important and they were both on the top of their game. He mentioned he was local and was visiting a new prospective client. As it was time to end his day, he shared his personal contact info - email and number - and said good night. The presentation went well. As always, he commanded the room. This is what he did best. As he shook everyone's hand, he checked his phone. There was a text. From Summer. For whatever reason, he felt a surge of energy. They ended up texting as he was driven back to the airport. The next two weeks was a whirlwind. They texted. They shared photos. He found out she was the VP of Marketing for one of the automakers. They shared a love of fashion. Of fine food and wine. Of sports - and playfully bantered over the upcoming Lions vs. Colts football game. They were both successful. And deep down, they both loved power. He had to remind himself he was really looking for a fling, but this felt like more. There was an ease of communication and a connection he could not put in words. As the first week progressed, Ryan and his team found out they had won the business. They had a week to put together a plan and present it. He and his best team members worked long hours. But the texting never stopped. Two busy lives, two careers, two families, and yet they always found time to text. And as it became obvious that this was heading to an affair, the flirting created a silent simmer. They decided to not allow it to get raunchy or dirty - but to save that until they met. But you could tell, they wanted to. Ryan and Summer both pushed the boundaries on what was acceptable, and the other loved it. And then Ryan sent the email. He was going to be in town the following week. He was meeting his new client. And he had a free evening. Ryan was straight to the point - I want to meet you. Summer's response had been immediate. Not a yes. But a location and a time. And a note that followed that as much as this was what she wanted, that it needed to be more than a onetime thing. They would enjoy each other after the second dinner. Ryan knew this was the right thing to do. But he couldn't help himself - he knew he would have to try. On the day of their meeting, Ryan got into town early. He got to the hotel. He asked the front desk at check-in if they could press a suit and shirt. He had a big meeting to prep for. After heading to the room, he waiting for the housekeeping staff to pick up his suit and shirt, and he decided to take a shower. He shaved again, as close and smooth as possible. No longer the image of his lean track running self at 18, he was still an attractive man. A hint of grey in the hair. Broad shoulders. Strong hands. A bit of a stomach from eating and drinking too much. But he was still a man that women noticed. Part of that is that he loved to dress well. Long a fan of the bespoke tailors of London, Ryan was a guy who paid attention to details. Boxers and an undershirt. Red socks held up by sock garters. Yes, sock garters. He learned how to dress in London and still followed the rules he was taught. His shirt was custom as well. Light blue with a white collar and white French cuffs. A dark blue monogram on the left cuff of his initials. He tied a solid red silk Brioni tie in a double Windsor - a knot of power and attention. He slipped on the pants of his dark blue with red pinstripe suit. No belt for him, he slipped the red braces (suspenders for the Americans). He put on his vest. He was old school. And she said she liked that. Adding a red Hermes pocket square he donned his jacket. He made sure he tie was straight in the mirror. He was going to be early, but he wanted to get to the restaurant. As he arrived at the restaurant, he valeted his car. Gave his name to the hostess and said he would be at the bar. He had almost thirty minutes to wait. Drink? No - just ice water. He wanted a clear head. He sat there and waited. No, he wasn't going to pull out his phone. He didn't want any chance she texted saying she was not coming. After about fifteen minutes, and four glasses of ice water later, he heard her voice. And felt her hand on his shoulder. "Hi Ryan, I guess we both had the idea of getting here early." He started to turn around. First he saw her nails - expertly manicured. Then her hand and arm. Finally her face. Her eyes sparkled. Her smile stopped his heart. Summer was here. And the WOW moment had happened. He stood, shook her hand, and kissed her cheek. He had to remind himself he couldn't kiss her in public. She smelled amazing. And the dress - red. It was elegant. It was sexy. It made his mouth water. She knew his tongue was tied, and knew exactly why. She passed by him - just a millimeter from sliding up against him, and sat in the bar chair next to him. He smiled and finally got his self-control back. "Summer, it is a pleasure to meet you. How about we start with something to celebrate." and without waiting for a response ordered two glasses of Champagne. She smiled. He chose right. They toasted and were lead to their table. The place was her choice. The food was magnificent. They ordered a bottle of wine after the champagne. It was obvious that this could have been more than a business dinner, but the lines weren't crossed. He noticed her jewelry - high end and statement pieces. Nothing out of place. Elegant. She was just his type. He was in trouble. Their conversation never waned. The connection was real. This was a woman who could not only be his lover, but his friend. The connection on the phone and via text and email was confirmed. As they ordered desert, he noticed a sound. He knew that sound. He tried to place its location - it was one of the sounds that drove him wild. The sound of two expensive silk stockings rubbing together. It was a distinctive rustling sound that hit his soul. And as he looked over at Summer, he could see her grin. She knew exactly what she was doing. She was making the sound. She was doing it on purpose. She was driving him wild, knowing he could not respond. It was time to pay her back. They finished the meal and he paid the bill. As they walked out, he handed both valet tickets. As Summer's car arrived - he walked her to the driver's side. He gave her a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek - and leaned into her ear. 'I know what you did back there. And I know the rules we agreed too. But you also told me you like men with power. I decided to show my cards. You decide the next step. Check your purse.' And with that, he tipped the valet, walked to his car and drove off. Summer was stunned. She thought she had control of the evening. She opened her purse and saw it. It was a hotel key in the little paper wrapper. Inside was a hand written room number and a note. "Rules are meant to be broken". She grinned and realized she wanted him. Right now. He was right. Rules be damned. She drove to his hotel. She made sure he had a few minutes head start. She valeted the car. Walked into the hotel and straight to the elevators. There was no hesitation. She wanted nothing more than to see him in private. The elevator opened. The top floor. Of course it was she thought. She walked down the hall. Saw the double doors. He has a suite she thought. He was very much her type. Smart. Classy. Funny. Successful. Romantic. And he kept up. She was about to knock - and remembered she had a key. She opened the door. As she stepped in she saw a champagne bottle sticking out of an ice bucket. She looked around and saw him. Sitting on a couch. Jacket off. Tie loosened just a bit. Top button undone. A glass of something in his hand. Watching her. Waiting for her. Her heart beat out of her chest. Just like him, she was a successful career woman. A husband and three kids, a full career, and a passion for yoga. She spent too much on shoes and jewelry, but she worked hard and treated herself. The passion in her marriage had long since gone. Leaving wasn't an option, but neither was living life without something more. This man sitting in front of her had spoken to her heart for two weeks. Seen things no one else had in years. Broke down every wall. She had a new friend, a new confidant, and now, she was making him her new lover. She stepped into the room and closed the door. His heart was racing. This woman just broke her rules. She was here, ready to be taken. He thought about pouring two more glasses of champagne, but realized he couldn't wait. He needed her now. He got up, set his drink down, and walked over to her. He put his hand on her cheek and stepped close. She didn't blink. She didn't shake. She knew what he was going to do. She wanted it. She wanted him. He leaned in and kissed her. First is was soft. Gentle. He slid his other hand around her waist. Pulled her close. The kiss became stronger. Warmer. His tongue slide inside her mouth - and she ran hers along its edge. They both knew - the kiss was everything they hoped for. This was real. He broke the kiss, held her tight, and began to move down her neck. He kissed down to her exposed collar bone and ran his lips along it. This was the moment he had thought about as he masturbated every night. This was the woman who was his equal. He realized he needed her now. Swiftly but gently, he turned her around and walked her to the desk along the wall. His hands found her chest - firm and inviting. He kissed her neck and pushed his pelvis into her ass. He could tell she worked out - her ass was perfect. He looked down to see the hint of a backseam - more of his desires put into use against him. Looking farther down he noticed the red soles of her shoes. They had talked about this. The red matched her dress - and his tie. He could not wait. He moved both hands to her waist and slowly down to the hem of her dress. He lifted it quickly, seeing the tops of her stockings. Fuck. They were expensive. The metal clasps at the end of the garter belt. Black. And then he figured it out - she was not wearing panties. This woman was even bit his match. She knew what she wanted - her hands had reached back. Found his pants zipper. He heard the noise as she lowered it. She used her hand to find the opening of her boxers and found his hard cock. She moaned as she realized this was going to feel great. He had such a hard cock. And it was big. She was ready. She turned back, kissed him, and told him to take her. "Take me - this is what we both want. Do it. Fuck me." And before she could finish he positioned himself behind her and slid in. slowly but surely. Nothing between them. She felt him spreading her. He felt her warmth. This is what he had dreamed about. One hand on a breast he had worked out of the dress and bra, another on her waist - he fucked her slow. Deep thrusts. Always almost all the way out - with just the head left in. Always to the hilt. She could feel him bottom out. The only sound was the noise of his cock sliding in and out - and the moans between them. They knew this was going to be quick - too much was built up between them. That was ok. She wanted that. She wanted him to come. She wanted to come with him. Her moans got louder. His hand pinched her nipple. His pace had quickened. Neither could hold back. He slid his hand on her waist down to her clit and began to tease it. This set her off - and her muscles clamped down on him. In return, he set off and began to fuck her with wild abandon. Together, they both screamed as their first of many orgasms were reached. A few hours later, she got out of bed. She needed to use the rest room. Her dress and lingerie were somewhere - but she saw his shirt first. He was sleeping quietly, so she picked up the shirt and headed to the bathroom. Closing the door and turning on the light, she looked into the mirror. No regret looked back at her - just a woman satisfied and happy. A new lover. A new friend. They were of the same mind - this was more than a fuck. But both had lives that they could not walk away from. This was more than a fling, but an affair. She knew this was something she would enjoy for a while. As she sat on the toilet, her mind processed the rest of the evening. She had expected the first round to require a break. He wasn't 21 - but he was full of surprises. He picked her up, carried her to the bed, and took off her dress and bra. Silly boy - of course he left on the stockings and heels. He was a complicated creature - but his weaknesses were so easy to abuse. Not one to wear anything on her legs, she had indulged him. With his reaction, she might have to wear them more often. He shocked her when he ran his mouth from her breasts to her wet pussy. How she loved oral - but he had just cum inside her. She felt his tongue on her clit - and then inside her. Oh my - he didn't care if he had tasted his own juices, he was pleasing her. That led to her second orgasm. She grinned remembering seeing his cock for the first time. It was perfect. Long - something like 8 or 9 inches. Thick enough to be more than normal, but not so much it hurt. She had stroked his cock while staring into his eyes. She knew he could see the light bounce off her engagement and wedding ring - he loved that. The power. Oh how she loved it in her mouth. The second round of him on top. This was not a fuck, he made love to her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him. Pulled him in as he slowly made love. This man was all hers at that moment. The world didn't matter. A third round with her on top and a fourth and final where he took her from behind again - he standing and her kneeling on the bed. This man knew exactly how to please a woman - and it was just their first night together. As she finished up and went back to the mirror, she knew she needed to wake him. She couldn't spend the night. But this was just the beginning. She put on his shirt and buttoned a couple buttons. She worked the cufflinks and smiled. He had a thing for cufflinks. Maybe if he continued to please her like tonight, she would actually let him buy her a pair of cufflinks to wear. She would make him pay - platinum and jewels were in order. Again she smiled - and left the bathroom. She wanted to hold him again before she left. He wanted to see her tomorrow. She smiled at told him a location and time. A kiss. And on to tomorrow. The First Meeting This is my first time attempting to write a sex story so I can't promise that it is even good. I'm trying to work on it to improve my writing in the future. Any feedback would be good even if it's simply saying it's a complete pile of shit. All honesty accepted! Just try not being too harsh? :P The First Meeting The moment that their arms softly brushed each other there's sexual tension in the air. Then again how could there not be after all everyone is in a club? This sexual tension is between a young male werewolf Carter and a young female werewolf named Lissa. Lissa turns around her dark grey eyes meeting a tall male with dark hair and evergreen eyes. His hands instantly make his way to her waist growling. Lissa couldn't believe she's found her mate. She never expected this day to happen so soon. Her heart beat fast and her skin felt on fire with his hands placed on her waist. "Mine, mi amor," Carter says his Spanish accent holding the girl by her waist possessively. His dark evergreen eyes turn black with lust seeing her in the outfit she wore. What he didn't like is the fact that the other males have been able to see it the whole night. Lissa blushes at the guy standing in front of her. She notices his eyes exploring her; she starts getting wet under his gaze. He growls being able to smell her arousal and notice the other male werewolves in the club as well glancing at her. He growls just loud enough for them to know that this chica is his. He plans on claiming her this second but he's not going to do it with so many eyes watching him. "Come with me mi amor now. I plan to explore all over you tonight and claim you as mine. You're mine alone and no one shall ever look at you in these little clothes again. Of course you look very beautiful but your body is for my eyes only and mine alone. Tell me your name. My name is Carter." "My name is Lissa," she tells him, the way he demanded her made her shudder with pleasure causing all to go to the core. Her pussy is wetter than any other guy has ever made her and her mater hasn't even touched one part of her body except her hips where the burning sensation of his hands still lay there. He now only holds her hand bringing her upstairs to one of the rooms in the club. She had no doubt that after tonight she is going to be sore. He looks like the type of guy that has a wicked sex drive like most young male werewolves do. "You better stop thinking dirty thought mi amor or I will screw you right here against the wall," he growls in her ear pressing her against the wall grinding his hardening dick against her. Just the thin material of her underwear and his jeans was enough to make her whimper. His sex being so close to her only made the heat between her legs even hotter. Carter hurries dragging Lissa into the most available room and locks the door. He didn't want to take the chances of anyone barging in well he planned making love to his beautiful mate. He couldn't wait to see her naked in her full beauty. He didn't need the light and neither did she. Their wolf vision took over and he stood there in awe at her beauty. Her dark grey eyes and her long curly brown hair lay in her breasts. He goes for her right there not wanting to wait a moment as he tears off her shirt which consists of a small piece of a shirt that's strapless and Is a few inches above her belly button. He growled at her sees no bra on underneath and her nipples starting to harden. He attacks them pulling her close to him as her attacks one gently nipping at it and sucking on it. "No guy accept me shall ever see you naked again, understood? You're mine and mine only," he growls going to her other one gently chewing on it and sucking on it well pinching and pulling at the other one making them as hard as he could. His dick strained against his pants the ten inch monster wanting to come out and play. "Oh, Carter," she whimpers as he slips a finger inside her warm pussy fucking her before adding a second one. "Moan my name again," he growls as he feels her pussy start to tighten on his finger. She's going to come soon but first he wanted to make sure he got a taste of her first. He places kiss down her chest going to her stomach before tearing her underwear off. He wanted to keep the skirt and her heels off because that's nothing but a pure turn on for him. His head goes under her skirt nudging her legs a part as he kisses her inner thighs leaving hot kisses burning into her skin. She tugs at his hair for him to get closer to her pussy. He finally agrees finding her clit and begins sucking on it as he puts a third finger in her wet pussy. Her hands made her way to his pants and she begins unbuttoning them pushing them. Her hand grips his hard cock through his boxers and he almost stops sucking on his loves sweet button. He growls in pleasure has her hand slips under his boxers and touches his cock moving her hand up and down. "Sweetheart take your hand off. I want to pleasure you then that hot mouth of yours will be pleasuring me," Carter growls and Lissa surrenders letting him take over shoving his tongue in as far in her pussy as it could be. She moans loudly in pleasure letting her orgasm take over as she holds his head between her pussy as she finishes her organism. Carter laps up all of her delicious juices and goes up to kiss Lissa on the lips before kissing her neck. He sanks his teeth into her neck claiming her as his. She moans in pleasure and he growls satisfied he could give it to her. He finishes up by licking his mark until it heals remaining a scar showing her as his. As soon as he's finished she takes over laying him on the bed on his back and tears his boxers off. She grabs his hard cock and uses her hand lightly jacking him off well licking the head of his dick. Carter growls in extreme pleasure. Sure he's been with other girls and they have given him head and jacked him off but it felt like nothing having his other half doing it. Sparks were flying throughout his body everywhere feeling so much pleasure. Lissa eventually gets comfortable enough where she starts sucking on the head of his dick having her tongue circle around it as she sucks on it. She allows herself to relax so she can take him even deeper. She's determined to make him come and soon enough his balls are slapping off chin as she furiously bobs her head up and down taking his cock. His balls were starting to boil and soon enough he knew he was going to explode and nothing was going to stop that. "Lissa," he moans. "I'm going to—" Carter doesn't finish his sentence before his come is shooting down her throat. She swallows every drop of it. When his cock slips out of her mouth she finishes cleaning him up. She leans and kisses Carter on the mouth their tongues battling for dominance but she easily gave into him letting his tongue explore her mouth. He growls taking his position on top of her kissing Lissa's body everywhere as he waits for his cock to harden again so he could come so deep in Lissa that she would become pregnant. The thoughts of her big round belly made him pleasure her more by kissing every single spot on her body. Soon enough Carter's cock was hard again and he holds it up against Lissa's pussy. He rubs it around her lips making her moan his name in pleasure multiple times. He slips his cock in only a few inches fucking her slowly before he moves a little faster going into her deeper. Soon enough Carter is ready to come into Lissa's tight pussy his cock pulsing and his balls getting those tingly sensations. Soon enough he's ready and he comes into his mate kissing her hard on the mouth. "I can't believe I've actually found you. You are not leaving my site anytime soon," Carter tells Lissa and all she does is smile happily. The First Meeting I'm going to tell you a story about two friends. They spoke with passion, a longing even, but it was just flirtation. One day they happened to meet at a convention where he spoke and she yearned to learn. His speech was compelling, he made sure that his point was made and the world would change. He had a list of people fighting for his cause, she listened and waiting for an introduction. He was free of adoring fans and political kiss asses, he stood tall and domineering which made her heart race even faster. "Hello," she spoke touching him on the arm gently. "Well, hello to you," he said with a big grin. Whatever he said didn't matter next she had to get him alone...to the room next door or to her fucking car. He saw her biting her lip, flushed skin, her breathing was fast... "Do you want to see the notes for my next book, they are in that room." He pointed to the closed door attached to the giant ballroom they were. "I'd love too," she finished while following him. The door closed behind her...she stood frozen. Fuck he was tall, his skin was glistening, those sexy lips that needed to be bit... "So, need to ask you a question?" She demanded. "Feel free, I'm an open book." He answered. She walked up very close to him almost touching looked up into his eyes. "Lord empty me of me, so I can be filled with you." She smirked. His eyes widened, he stood as she did a moment ago. "Did I cause you to become, speechless?" She asked. He bent down and kissed her hard, without a thought, not a worry, just lust. She kissed back biting his bottom lip pulling him closer to her. She started to take off his expensive suit one piece at a time. Taking her time to feel the fabric pull off his long arms, his tie slip off around his neck. The sound of this zipper and belt buckle crash to the floor. Finally, his boxers taunt around his strong ass and beautiful cock. She was only wearing a short black dress, pearls and stilettos. He slipped off the dress, she proceeded to take off the shoes. "No, keep them on," he whispered. "Anything you say." She said under his kisses. She stood there in nothing but pearls and black Jimmy Choos, he wore nothing at all. He scanned the room, seeing a table in the far corner covered in a red table cloth. He picked her up wrapping her legs around him, began to kiss her again walked over to the table and laid her down on her back. Stood back up to evaluate his prize, started kissing her foot, ankle, calf, knee, staying close to her inner thigh, he started to lick. Finding her wet and waiting for him, he kept licking, finding her clit. She moaned softly at first then louder as he got faster, she tasted so good he couldn't wait to feel it for himself. She had a final release, her cum covered his chin. He moved up to kiss her belly then on to her sweet pink tits. He repeated the flicking and moved up to her neck, biting softly at the nap than the ears moving finally back to her lips. He pressed his weight softly down on her small frame. She couldn't wait for the next step, she started to wiggle. "I will give it to you when I want you to have it," He demanded pressing his weight down to show he was in control. This just made her want it more. He finally entered her he gasped and whimpered a bit. He pushed in and out. He shut his eyes hard, she took his breath away too. "Fuck me harder!" She insisted. He pulled out flipping her over on her belly and, still against the table. Worshiping the soft plump ass in front of him he squeezed, smacked slightly. "Please baby, put it in," She begged. "When I am ready." He answered while smacking her a little harder on the cheek with the small colorful tattoo. He put his cock back in lifting her up a bit and took a hold of her long blonde locks and he pushed harder. In and out until her moans got too loud he covered her mouth. He could feel her clench and she was finished biting his hand arching her ass up, she relaxed. He pushed one last time letting his even harder, moaning himself. Lying down on top of her, letting all of his essence go inside her. They both breathed heavily, just lying there. "Oh lord, is my penance served?" She huffed, lying face down smiling. She got up and dressed, he watched her slide the little black dress back on and slip into her Jimmy Choos. "When will I see you next? I need something to look forward to." He smirked and bit his lip. "Soon, very soon...I won't be able to stay away from you for too long. You know I love you my hippie soul man." she said kissing his beautiful lips one last time before she walked away. The First Meeting "Shhhh, don't make so much noise," you hissed as you dragged me by the hands to your dorm room. Observing the surroundings, we were in the hall of your university. Ever since we started chatting, we craved to meet each other and this was the perfect opportunity as your roommates were out clubbing. I had seen pictures that you had sent to me but you were a different beauty in person. Petite, tanned and sexy, it was like a dream but it was happening. I was pulled into your room and you shut the door quickly. The risks were high and getting caught might result in your expulsion but we both knew we couldn't wait. Your warm hands left mine as you started taking off your small dress. "Wow, someone really can't wait, huh?" I smirked. In response, you grabbed my crotch over my jeans while I admired your boobs. Not wearing a bra of course, I thought. I pulled your hand off me and carried you into my arms, bridal-carrying you and putting you on a bed. With that, I pulled off my shirt while you practically tore my pants off of me. Now only clad in our underwear, we stared hungrily at each other, yearning to see that last bit of hidden flesh. I moved faster. Grabbing you by your thighs, I dragged you so that your butt is on the edge of the bed. Reacting quickly, you lifted your butt up so that I can take off your lacy panties. I wasted no time in pulling them down. In my hurry, I only managed to pull it off one leg so that it was now rolled up around your left ankle. With you now being fully exposed, I stared at your already glistening pussy. It was a tiny, pink thing that somehow made me want to devour it. I stared for so long that you got uncomfortable and tried to cover up with your hands. I pulled them aside at once and delved into your pussy. My mouth easily covered the whole of your pussy and that's what I did. My tongue flickered and toyed with your lower lips while my lips caressed them. Small shivers and light moans told me that I was doing my job right. It was cute finding out that you reacted every time my hot breath touches your vagina. I began exploring your depths with my tongue. Flexing it, I went as deep as I could and licked around. You tilted your head back at moaned in ecstasy. Of course, I wouldn't be finished with that. I brought my right thumb to your clit and gingerly touched it. Feeling your vagina clamp on my tongue told me that you needed more. I rubbed your clit in a circular motion while my tongue explored your lips once again. With my free hand, I reached up and put my fingers in your mouth, temporarily stopping your moans as you sucked on them. After a short while, I changed directions and went for your clit with my tongue while fingering you with 2 fingers. My free hand was now kneading your soft boobs. "God, your fingers are so large in me," you gasped out. "If you can't even take 2 fingers, you won't be able to handle my cock later," I answered. Having never seen my cock, you didn't know how true that statement was. At that time, I felt you getting even wetter and your hips started to buckle. I moved even more furiously, prompting you to shriek out in pure ecstasy and you climaxed on my face and fingers. For precaution, I continued what I was doing for another full minute until you came to a still. I pulled out my fingers and noted the thick string of juices all over them, connecting them to your still contracting pussy. Looking you straight in the eye, I put my fingers in my mouth and sucked off all your juices. A small grin crossed your mouth. I got onto the bed with you and took off my last piece of clothing. As my hardened cock came into sight, you let out a gasp of surprise. I wasn't joking out it being thicker than 2 of my fingers. It was as thick as 3. When you masturbate, you barely put 2 of your own fingers in and now that you have to accept a dick as thick as 3 of a guy's fingers, you were worried that you might be stretched out. After a moment of hesitation, you grabbed my dick and guided it into your mouth. It stretched your mouth to the full extent but that didn't stop you from enthusiastically sucking me off. Working your hands and your mouth at the same time, you got into a good rhythm. You tongued my head lightly with your lips enveloping the rest of the bulb. Going deeper and deeper, you tried your best to take all my length but the thickness stopped you from going too far. Having had enough, I pulled your hand off my dick and placed both my hands on the back of your head. "You're going to take all of me," I growled. You knew what was coming and braced yourself. I shoved your head down my length repeatedly while you tried not to gag. Again and again, your nose touched my pubic hair. You were making gagging noises but that turned me on more. Your saliva was slobbering all over my cock, making it nasty but I love that. I finally stopped face-fucking you and gave you time to rest. You took the time to catch your breath and wipe away all the saliva on your pretty little face. With my cock twitching in front of you, you once again grabbed hold of it and jerked me off, this time, sucking gently on my balls. I let out deep moans to tell you how much I appreciate that. After a short while, I stopped you and got you into doggy position. Lining myself up behind you, you knew what was coming. You shivered with anticipation as I grabbed hold of your butt with one hand and my cock in the other. I placed myself right at your entrance and started to push. Before I even got my head in, you were already moaning in pleasure. I felt your tightness around me as I tried to get more of me inside. About halfway in, I can already feel how much I've stretched you. With one big push, I got the rest of it all the way in. You let out a sharp shriek as you felt completely filled out. I let out a heavy sigh uncontrollably. You felt like heaven. Tight but not choking, wet and flooding, it was the perfect combination. My hands wandered your body as you accustomed to my size and eventually, they landed on your hips. I started pumping in and out of you hard. I had heard your moans in your audios before but in real life, it felt so much more sincere and wondrous: A big boost to my ego. I gave long, strong strokes as I stared at where we were connected. It was amazing to see how tightly your pussy clung on to my cock as I pulled back each time, as if it didn't want to let go. I could fill my cum rising up but I didn't want to end it so fast. Pulling out of you completely, I heard a moan of frustration from you. I quickly flipped you onto your back and pulled your legs wide open, letting them rest on my shoulders. I entered once again, much to your delight. With my hands free, I caressed every part of your body in sight, from your feet to your thighs to your clit to your tummy to your boobs to your arms and even to your face. I let myself roam to your boobs eventually and played with your nipples. I lowered my head down and sucked on one of them while I continued pumping you hard. Not wanting to cum without you, I had to use my technique. Still inside you, I pulled you outwards so that your butt was once again on the edge of the bed while I stood. With both my hands grabbing your thighs firmly, I pulled them towards me in the rhythm of my pumping. I stroked faster and faster, knowing that it will get you to cum soon. My movements were now a blur and your screams can surely be heard by your neighbours. I felt you tightening and knew that you were almost there. You clutched the bed sheets tightly in your palms and your hips started bucking wildly. Your juices overflowed from your pussy and dripped down on the floor where we were joined. I felt like cumming but I didn't want to cum inside you. I buried myself to the hilt until you finally stopped convulsing. I hurriedly pulled out and climbed onto the bed next to you. I jerked my cock hard and fast and felt my balls contract. Spurts after spurts of my seed came gushing out onto your face, redecorating it. You just managed to close your eyes because my cum was literally all over your face. I let out deep moans as the last few waves of my orgasm died down. You opened your eyes slightly and sucked on my softening cock head gently, getting the last few drops into your mouth. I was in bliss. With that, I moved away from you and admired you. You had cum everywhere and it was dribbling down your chin fast. Unexpectedly, you took a finger and scooped off loads of my cum before sucking them off your finger until your face was clean. Without knowing, I was hard again. "No more second rounds, big boy. Some other time, I'm too tired out and sore from you," you winked at me. I nodded, dazed from our session. Pulling my clothes on, I noted that we had been at it for over an hour. When I was leaving, you were still sitting there naked on the bed. "You know, this isn't even my bed. Oh and here, take this as a memento," you said, pulling your panties off your ankles and handing them to me. I clutched them in my hands and took a big whiff. I love your smell. I stuffed them in my pocket and with a wink, I snuck out of your dorm room knowing that there would be more sessions like this soon. The First Meeting Thanksgiving was today and he was coming over to meet and eat with my family. It was the first time he would see them, and I was a little nervous. My family knew I was gay, but I hadn't told them what he was like; they were in for a bit of a surprise. I was already at my parent's house, helping my mother cook in the kitchen like I did every year. I was the only one she would allow in her kitchen while she cooked. My father was sitting in the living room, watching the football game on the screen. My brother and sister would be home soon, along with my boyfriend. "So, when is your friend coming over?" My mother asked. I looked over at her as I peeled the potatoes. "He said he'll be here around twelve." I told her. I glanced at the clock. It was almost that time. "And remember ma, he's not just my friend." She waved a hand at me. "I know what he is; you don't have to remind me." She said abruptly. She was understanding when I told her I was gay, but she still wished I had settled down with a woman. She looked over at me from her cooking pot. "You're not living with him, are you?" And by that she meant, "You're not sleeping with him, are you?" I flushed slightly at the thought and shook my head. "No, ma. I still live in my apartment, don't worry. I haven't even stayed the night at his house." I told her. She arched an eyebrow at me, and I grinned and shook my head. "Mom, I'm twenty-one. I could stay at my boyfriend's house if I wanted to." She just sighed and shook her head. "I know, I know..." Was all she muttered into her cooking pot. I peeled the rest of the potatoes in silence, placing them into a plastic strainer. I washed them all before starting to chop them. "A Focus just pulled up." My father called from the living room. I perked up and grinned, dropping the knife and running to the door. It was his red Focus! I smiled widely and opened the front door, watching him approach the house through the screen door. I opened it for him, stepping back as he stepped into the house. "Hello," He said happily, pecking me on the cheek before handing me a bouquet of flowers. I blushed and smiled widely at him. "Hello. And thank you so much." I told him, leaning up and pecking his cheek with a kiss. "Who is it?" My father called from the living room. I instructed him to take off his shoes before leading him into the living room, holding the flowers in one hand. "Dad, this is my boyfriend. Boyfriend, this is my dad." I smiled softly as I waved my hand back and forth between them. My dad just stared at him from his chair, mulling over what I just told him. "You're his boyfriend?" My father asked in a sort of disbelief. My boyfriend nodded slowly. My father nodded back, glancing at the game before looking back at him. "You disrespect my son in any way, I will find you. Got it?" He said, staring at him intensely. I groaned in despair and looked away. My boyfriend only grinned and smiled. "Yes, sir. I'll take good care of your son." I glanced at my father, seeing him nod in satisfaction. I sighed softly, and looked at my boyfriend with a soft smile. "Let me put these in some water and then I'll show you the rest of the house." I told him before leading him to the kitchen. Mom was mashing the chopped potatoes, looking up at us before stopping her work. She put on a wide smile and walked around the counter to greet my boyfriend. "Hello! You must be my son's friend." She said, holding out her hand. I watched as he hesitantly took it before shaking it, smiling softly. "Yes, I am. It's nice to meet you." He said to her. She smiled at him before turning to me. She was looking at the flowers. "Look what he brought me!" I told her, holding them out. She leaned forward and sniffed them, the smile still on her face. "They're lovely," She said to me. She glanced at him before whispering loud enough so he could hear. "You better keep this one." I smiled widely at her and nodded. "Of course, ma." I glanced at him with a soft smile before fetching a vase from the cupboard. Filling it with water, I placed the flowers in it and put it in the center of the dining room table. "There. They look perfect." I said with a smile, looking back at him. He smiled back at me, wrapping an arm around my waist. "I'm glad you like them." He leaned down to kiss my lips when my mother cleared her throat. I jumped slightly and blushed red in the face. I looked over at her with a hard stare. She was staring back with an arched eyebrow. "What? You let my brother slobber all over his girlfriend, but I can't simply kiss my boyfriend?" I asked her. She sighed and shook her head, looking down at her cooking. "Fine, if you must." My mother said. I smirked and leaned up, kissing his lips with a loud pop. She shuddered before waving her hands at us. "Go and watch the game or something. I got it in here." She said, as her face turned somewhat pink. I stared at her. "Are you sure, ma? I don't mind helping still." I told her. She shook her head and waved her hands again. "Go ahead and go, I don't mind." She said. To make sure that her word was final, she turned her back, and began preparing other foods in the kitchen. I sighed and took my boyfriend's hand, leading him through the house and to my old bedroom. "This is where I used to live before I moved out." I told him, moving over to the old bed in the corner. Much of the room was empty since most of it was in my own apartment. He followed me over to the bed, looking around the room. "It looks cozy." He said softly, looking down at me as I sat down on the edge of the bed. I noticed that he had closed the door halfway and I quickly looked up at him, shaking my head. "We can't," I whispered quietly to him, biting my lip softly. He stroked my cheek, softly kissing my ear. His breath was hot and sweet on my face and I bit my lip harder to keep from moaning. "Come on... Just a little kiss." He whispered softly into my ear. I felt his tongue flash against my earlobe and I shivered, quickly standing up. I shook my head at him again and the mouthed the words "We can't," to him before opening the door. "I'll show you the rest of the house..." I said to him. It took only a few minutes, but I showed him the other bedrooms, the upstairs den and the master bedroom before showing him the basement. It was completely furnished with a television set and a pool table. I walked over to the table and leaned back against it. "So, what do you think of the house?" I asked him. He smiled and nodded appreciatively. "It's really nice. You grew up in a nice place." He said to me, standing in front of me and placing his hands on my hips. I let out an exaggerated sigh and sat up on the table before kissing his lips hard, clutching his shirt loosely. He quickly opened his mouth and slid his tongue into my mouth. I moaned quietly and felt my cheeks flush before sucking softly on his tongue, closing my eyes. His hands pulled my hips closer as I wrapped my legs around his own, pulling him closer to me. I released from the kiss for a moment to catch my breath, panting softly. He continued to kiss my skin, his lips leaving a trail along my jaw and down my neck. I tilted my head to the side as he sucked softly. I winced slightly. I was already using makeup to cover up the other hickies he had given me and my neck was still sore. "H-hey, don't leave any marks." I said quietly, moving my hands to his hair. "Fine, just as long as you don't mess up my hair." I mumbled against my neck, lightly nipping up to my ear. I moaned softly and slid my hands down his back, resting them on his lower back. As I turned my head to kiss his lips again, he pushed me onto my back onto the pool table and kissed down my chest, making my body arch up against his lips. I felt the kisses trail down my stomach and over my crotch. His mouth engulfed the lump in my pants, gently teething it with soft nips. I bit my lip to keep back a moan, gripping his shoulders. Suddenly, I heard my zipper start to open and I quickly sat up. "H-hey!" I whispered loudly, staring at him wide eyed. He had jumped back a step, staring at me. "What? There's no one down here." He said quickly, trying to lay me back down. "So?! What if someone walks down here?" I asked him, biting my lip softly. He shrugged. "You can hear them coming, don't worry. I'll just bring it out through the zipper." He said softly, kissing my lips hard to keep back any protests I had. I groaned against his lips and let him lay me back down. I closed my eyes and allowed him to take my erection out, feeling it throb in the open air. But it wasn't for long for I felt his hot mouth quickly swallow it. I bit my lip hard to keep back a groan, gripping his shoulders again. I closed my eyes as his lips slowly bobbed along the length of my erection. I let a tiny groan slip my lips, feeling him shudder under my hands at the noise. He sucked harder and more vigorously, soliciting another groan from my lips. I propped myself up on my elbows, watching him with lust filled eyes. It felt so good what he was doing that I didn't want him to stop. I fought to keep from thrusting into his mouth; he hated when I would thrust into his mouth. It made him gag. So I kept as still as possible, moaning silently and trembling in pleasure. "Please don't stop, baby. It feels so good..." I whispered to him, placing a hand on the back of his head. He grinned before sucking faster on my erection, soliciting a louder groan from my lips. It wasn't long before he brought me to orgasm. Biting down hard on my lip, I came into his mouth. I could feel him suck down everything and it felt amazing. I shuddered and moaned quietly, falling back onto the pool table. I heard a soft pop as my cock left his mouth. With gentle fingers, he eased my erection back into my pants and zipped them back up. He then proceeded to wrap my legs around his waist and ground against my hips. I gasped and sat up on my elbows, staring at him wide eyed. He had never done that before and it felt so... So amazing. His hands were on my ass and he was holding me firmly in those warm hands of his. He squeezed softly before he began to dry thrust into me. I gasped and moaned quietly, tilting my head back. My whole lower half was over sensitive after my orgasm and it felt amazing to have him thrust against me. "I l-love this..." I murmured quietly into the air, looking at him with sultry eyes. He returned the stare, thrusting harder against my ass. I leaned forward and kissed his lips hard, licking across his soft, pink lips. He licked back at my tongue, his own silent moans filling the air. I licked at his lips before lying back on the table and gripping the far edge of it. There was something about the look on his face that made me know that he loved what he was seeing. With an arch of my back and another silent moan, I knew he was in heaven. His thrusts came harder and faster against my ass before he eventually couldn't take it and took out his erection. I stared at it longingly, quickly sitting up and taking it in both hands. I rubbed quickly over it, kissing over his chest. His hands enclosed on my arms and I rubbed faster, holding it tighter. He leaned down and kissed my cheek and ear, his hot breath against my skin. I shivered and closed my eyes, leaning my head into his lips. "I want you... I want to be inside you..." He murmured in my ear and I paused for a second. Did he really just say that? I was taken back for a second. No one had ever said that to me before. Not my previous boyfriends or lovers. None of them had ever wanted that from me. Except for him. He must really, truly want me to have the urge to say it to my face. I glanced over the stairs; they were all clear. Pushing him back a couple of steps, I hopped down from the table and bent over it, presenting myself to him. I braced my arms under me and looked back at him. "This is all you can get right now..." I said. I knew my face was burning from the excitement and slight embarrassment, but to see the bliss on his face was good enough for me. He quickly grabbed my hips and jammed his erection against my ass. I quickly gripped the table, biting down hard on my lip to keep from grunting in pleasure. He jabbed again with his rod, making me arch my back up into the air. I spread my legs and pushed my ass further, welcoming his erection. He continued to thrust hard and fast against me before his time soon came. With a quick motion, I dropped to my knees and took his erection into my mouth, sucking fast and hard. It was long before his salty seed filled my mouth and I swallowed every ounce of it. I groaned quietly as I sucked softly on it before releasing it from my hot mouth. He was panting quietly with his hands on the edge of the pool table to keep him balanced. I carefully put his cock away before standing up in between his arms. "How was that?" I asked him quietly, grinning. He shuddered slightly and grinned. "It was amazing, like always." He muttered to me. I grinned wider and nuzzled into his chest. I took in his scent and sighed softly in happiness. I felt wonderful when he wrapped me up in his arms. I loved being around him and touching him. He made me so happy. I think I was in love. The First Meeting As I sit riding on the train, I feel my stomach twitching knowing what I have agreed to, knowing where I am going and what I am going to do. Part of me wants to get off early worried what is going to happen to me but I know that I will carry on and face whatever lies ahead. As the train draws close to the station I go into the toilet to get myself ready, removing my knickers, which are extremely wet from the thought of you, and bra and putting the elastic bands around the base of my tits like you instructed, making them bulge and look absolutely huge. I then replace my blouse and skirt and leave my knickers and bra in the toilet for someone to find. I feel really dirty doing this but I know that if I did not do it you would find out and then punish me. Your instructions were to come to you dressed in a skirt and blouse with no luggage, only my handbag which is to contain elastic bands and a vibrator, a book if I want one on the train and what money that I will need to get there and back. Your idea was that I will have to go home again with no bra or panties so you make me get rid of them before I arrive so you can check what I am leaving with. I worry whether you will actually show up and then worry that you will and what will happen. As the train draws to the station I look down and see my tits thrust out bulging with the elastic bands and I know I look really slutty and feel really dirty with no knickers on. I feel the tops of my legs getting wet. When the train stops I get off and start walking towards the exit thinking that you would meet me there but as I am walking I suddenly feel someone reach up the back of my skirt and start to turn around. Then I hear a whisper "If you turn around or try and stop me you will be severely punished" - I know it has begun. I let you feel under my skirt checking to make sure that I am naked there. You tell me to go into the toilet and insert the vibrator into my dripping cunt. I comply. I go into the toilet and get the vibrator out of my bag and put it into my cunt. I brought the biggest one that I had as per your instructions. I then walk out of the stall and even over that short distance I feel the vibrator slip a bit. I go back into the stall and dry my cunt juices as much as possible and then put the vibrator back in and hope and pray that I will make it to the car before it slips out again. I join you again and you ask if it is in. I tell you yes Master it is. You then say great we are going for a drink. We then walk to a pub nearby and all the time I can feel the huge vibrator in my cunt moving with each step. We get to the bar and you ask what I would like to drink. I say a vodka and coke and you say OK and tell me to go and sit in the corner away from others. I see you go to the bar and you come back with one drink, a pint, and then you go away again saying you have to go to the toilet. You then come back with my drink which looks cloudy. You then tell me that you added something to my vodka and coke, some fresh cum. We then sit and have our drinks. I can feel your cum in my drink which is still a bit slimy. You reach your hand up under my skirt and I am glad that we are in a quiet part of the pub. You say that you are going to make me cum right there and then and you turn the knob on the vibrator making it start humming in my cunt. I squeeze my thighs together to try and cover the sound and you move your hand up and start rubbing my clit. I try to hold back my orgasm but you tell me to let it go and after a quick look around to make sure we are still alone I let it go. After I cum you push the vibrator in and turn it off, leaving it stuffing my cunt full. Then you take your fingers out from under my skirt and make me lick them clean. I feel so dirty and humiliated cumming in the pub like that. We then leave the pub and go to your car. You tell me to lift my skirt before we get in and to sit with my skirt up around my waist. We start driving. By this time my tits are throbbing under the constraint of the elastic bands and you ask if I want to take the bands off. I say "Yes please Master". You say I have a choice I can either leave the bands on the hurt more and more or I can take them off but if I do I will have to leave my blouse open. I say that I will leave them on, trying not to have to get my tits out where everyone can see. You say "very well then". We drive out of town and when we have been driving for what seems like an hour or so, I notice that we are in a secluded area of fields and woodland. You then turn off the road and down a path and I think that you must live down here, but then you pull to the side just off the path and tell me to get out of the car. I start to wonder what you are up to as we are in the middle of no-where and I get scared thinking that you are going to leave me here like this. But then you get out of the car and you put a collar around my neck with a lead and start walking into the field towards the woods. As we reach the edge of the wooded area you tell me to remove all my clothing, I hesitate for a moment but then comply as you spank my bottom. I take off my blouse and you admire my tits throbbing under the tension of the elastic. You can see how blue they are and the veins swelling up. You tell me to remove the elastic bands so my tits just flop out and dangle. When I am completely naked but for the collar you take my clothing and hide them under a bush. I know from this point forward there would be no way of concealing my nakedness and I feel really vulnerable and humiliated. You lead me into the woods and then when we reach a clearing you make me kneel on all fours like a dog and crawl around, dragging my tits on the floor, feeling my nipple drag along the uneven and rough ground. Then you start spanking my bottom with a twig that you found on the floor and get me to crawl faster to get away from you. Of course I do not succeed. You then get me up and tie my hands to a branch on a tree lifting my already sore tits up and then you tie rope around my chest to make my tits stand out even more. You then take a long branch of wood that you find on the floor and start hitting my tits. You say to me "next time I want you to get your tits out in the car you will, is that clear", and I say "Yes Sir". You continue whipping my tits for another 10 times. You then say that you are going to leave me tied to that tree until I beg for you to let me go so that I may go for a pee or a shit. I say to you "I am sorry Sir but I do not have to go at the moment" and you say "You will soon don't worry". You then tie a blindfold around my head and I can hear you moving about the clearing. You say you are going to the car and I get worried about being left all on my own, tied naked to a tree like I was. After a short time I can hear someone approaching and I pray that it is you. I hear the sounds coming closer and closer. Then to my relief I hear you whisper in my ear to open my mouth and I feel you putting a pill in my mouth. I am a bit worried about taking a pill that I did not know what it was but I trust you completely and so when you offer me a drink of water I swallow the pill. You then tell me to open my mouth again and put another pill in. Another drink of water and I swallow. After I have swallowed both pills you tell me that one is a laxative to make me shit and the other is a diuretic to make me pee. After some time I feel my stomach churning and I feel the need to take a shit. I try to hold it in but it gets harder and harder. I ask you if I may go to the toilet and you say yes but it will be an animal's toilet, here in the woods. I then say what I never thought I would ever her myself say and I ask you please to let me go from the tree so that I may shit and piss. You then take off my blindfold and tell me that you want me to watch you while I go so that I will never forget that I actually peed and shitted in the woods with you watching. You untie my hands and then direct me to the centre of the clearing where you make me squat down and tell me to hold it for just a little longer. I wonder what you are up to and then I see, you get out a camera and tell me that you are going to take pictures of my disgracing myself. I beg you not to but to no avail. The feeling is getting too much for me and I beg you to let me go no matter what. You say "let loose". I start to pee and shit and I watch you taking pictures of my disgrace. I feel it pooling around my feet, smell my shit, my piss, my disgrace. I hear you snapping pictures and hear you laughing at me, calling me dirty filthy names. When I am through you put a plastic glove on your hand and lead me to the woods again. You take a bit leaf and make me bend over and you wipe my ass. This is the final humiliation and I don't feel I can bear to take any more. I beg you to stop, to let me cover myself and clean myself up. You laugh and tell me that I am not worth it. That I deserve to be treated this way. I feel totally and completely downtrodden and broken. You then lead me back to my clothing but do not let me put them back on. You put me into the back seat of the car and make me lie there with a blindfold on. After only a few minutes I hear other vehicles and realise that we were so close to civilisation where we were. You drive for a short time, all the time telling me what a dirty filty whore I am. When we pull to a stop you throw a sheet over to me and tell me to wrap that around myself. You then get me out of the car and lead me into a house. You then take the sheet from me and the blindfold and I see I am in a small room with a wooden frame and hooks in the walls and ceiling. There is a mattress on the floor in one corner. You tell me that this is to be my room for the weekend. First you say that I am to go and have a shower and you lead me into a bathroom. You say I am to be cleaned in and out. You tell me to bend over and I feel you insert a nozzle into my ass. You tell me not to tense. I try to listen. You then turn a knob and I feel warm water filling my bowels, the pressure building as more and more liquid goes in. After a short time you turn the nozzle off and tell me to get into the shower. You leave the nozzle in and tell me not to push it out. You turn on the shower and tell me that you are going to wash me all over like a baby. You soap my back and breasts. I can feel the mixture in my guts starting to churn, wanting to be expelled. I tell you this and you tell me that I will be severely punished if I lose any of it. You wash me everywhere, not leaving any part of me not washed. I feel cleaner then I have ever felt before. You then tell me to squat side on in the tub and remove the nozzle and tell me to let it all go. I never realised how messy it was going to be. I have seen it in movies and pictures but not real life. The smell is awful. Once it has all been let out. You spray me down with water and then bend me over again and tell me that you are going to do it one more time to make sure that it is all clean. You repeat the process with the nozzle and filling me with water more this time. I feel the water reaching parts that it never reached the last time. You leave it in for longer as well and this time when it comes out it is cleaner. You then take me back to the room and leave me there with the clear instruction that I am not to touch my cunt, tits or ass and that if I do I will be severely punished. There is nothing in the room so I just sit and think of what this night may bring. You come back in what seems like hours later and hand me a cup of clear chicken broth and a slice of bread for a light meal. You then handcuff me to the wall spread wide facing the wall with my breasts pressed hard against the solid surface. You say first we will start with your bottom and make that sore before we start on the tits. You take a paddle and give me 5 HARD whacks on my bottom. I am shocked and cry out. I thought you might start softly and work up but you had other ideas. You then whack me again 5 more times on my bottom. I am now writhing about trying to avoid the blows and realise that makes it worse as it affects your aim and you start hitting me on the tops of my legs and sides. I stay still yelping at each whack. You then unhook one hand and turn me around and hook it back up again. I feel so vulnerable and exposed with my breasts thrust forward. You then take a rope and use it to bind my tits tighter then I have ever been able to tie them. I wince in the pain of them being bound but I do love being in bondage for you. You then take a cane and start to use it on my tits. The pain is beyond what I have ever experienced before. I scream out, angry at myself as I said I would not scream. But this pain is unimaginable. Despite my cries you continue until I could 10 times. Then you stop. You then thrust your hand in between my legs and feel how wet I am there. You laugh saying that despite all the pain I am still dripping wet. What kind of cunt slut whore am I? You then take my vibrator and turn it to its highest setting and plunge it into my cunt. The great sensations start going through my body. You take the cane again and use it slowly. 1 2 3 my body starts spasming with the pleasure from the vibrator, 4 5 6 the pain from the cane is excruciating, 7 8 9 you reach your hand up and touch my clit. That is enough to send me over the edge and I start to cum. Instantly you start hitting me fast with the cane on my tits and nipples 5 times in succession. The conflicting pleasure/pain is so immense. I scream out, my eyes tearing at the pain and pleasure. After I have finished cumming you undo all my bindings and lie me gently on the mattress. You rub cream into my sore tits and sooth my sore bottom. You say that I have done very well for my first time and that you will leave me alone for the rest of the night to rest and come to terms with what has just happened and what will happen tomorrow. I thank you for being so kind and generous Master. The First Meeting The doors open and an avalanche of people begin rushing out of the opening. The plane landed ten minutes ago and I’ve been pacing, waiting for you to come down the walkway. Your image is burned into my mind from countless online video meetings and I crane my head to catch a glimpse of you through the throng of people. In all the craziness I am worried you will walk past me, not realizing I had come to surprise you. Then I see you. My breath catches in my chest as I finally see you in real life. You look stunning. Your voluptuous, gorgeous figure turning the heads of many a man as you saunter up the walkway. You exit the door, smiling at a small child rushing past you. Your head jerks up at the sound of my voice calling your name. You’re startled at first but quickly your eyes widen in recognition, a smile lights up your face. I am tempted to run to you but instead we walk slowly towards each other, grinning. I hand you the dozen roses and awkwardly go to give you a hug. You shyly hug back and then pull away. We stare into each other’s eyes and suddenly that self-consciousness is gone. I pull you to me and kiss you passionately, deeply, the way I have imagined kissing you for so long. We break apart, gasping for breath and realize we are alone in the waiting area. Laughing, I pick up your carryon bag and we walk through the terminal holding hands. Typically your luggage takes forever to arrive but for once I am oblivious to the wait, happy just to stare at you, hear your voice, touch your hair, your face. I can’t stop touching you, always holding your hand or pulling you to me for another kiss. I open the door to the car and you laugh at my chivalry but I know you’re secretly pleased. I put your bags into the trunk and we make our way out of the airport complex. Again, I can not keep my hands off of you as we drive. I caress your thighs, hold your hand, lean over for the occasional dangerous kiss. You are as eager as I and run your hands over my chest, my thighs, my face, as I drive to the hotel. The elevator is far too crowded and slow, I am so anxious to get you alone, wanting you so much. I stand behind you so that I can encircle you with my arms and pull you tightly to me. You can feel the bulge of my arousal pressing against you. You turn your head and give me the most wickedly delicious smile I have ever seen. I nearly moan with desire. Your hand reaches behind you and begins to rub my cock through my slacks. The couple next to us notices but simply smile and snuggle in closer together. Realizing they won’t object, I lean down and kiss your beautiful lips, passionately playing with your sweet tongue. The doors open to our floor and we step out. The woman in the elevator calls out “Have fun” to us, a smile in her voice. We look back and see her rubbing her companions growing bulge just as you had done. We wave and wish them a fun evening as the doors close. Laughing and aroused, make our way to the room. I want to simply rip your clothes off but I am patient, wanting this to be perfect for you. It’s already perfect for me, just by your presence. I open the door and we step into the candlelit room, light flickering from the dozens of candles arranged around the room. Soft jazz plays in the background as I take your coat and put the flowers in the vase on the table. I step behind you, cupping your gorgeous breasts as I begin kissing your neck, whispering how I’ve longed for this day. You moan as I begin lightly pulling on your hardening nipples with one hand while the other slowly slides down your stomach and between your thighs. You can feel my hard cock pressing into your ass and you wiggle back into it, making me groan with pleasure. You giggle and ask if that’s for you. I smile as say nothing and simply begin removing your clothing, slowly and deliberately. Your dress slides off into a puddle on the floor, your bra joining it a second later. I ease your panties down and let your step out of them, leaving your high heels on. I ease you back onto the bed, laying you down as I kiss you deeply, our tongues twining together, playful and sweet. I begin to trace your body with my tongue, wanting to taste every inch of you. I roll your nipples around in my mouth, lightly biting them with my teeth until I hear you gasp and moan. I kiss my way down your stomach, eager to taste what I have dreamed about. Your pussy is so lovely I simply stare for a moment at its shaven beauty. I begin licking your thighs, slick with your anticipation. Lightly I lick across your pussy, gently kissing your clit. I begin to lick all over your sweet opening, sliding my tongue inside you teasingly once or twice. Finally I can take no more, you taste too delicious. I slide my hands under your ass and pull you to my mouth, eagerly devouring you. I being sucking on your clit, flicking my tongue across your sensitive bud. Your hands tangle in my hair as I nibble on your sweet pussy. I move my hand and slide a finger inside you as I run my tongue over your clit. You moan, bucking your hips into my face. A second finger joins the first as I begin to fingerfuck you in earnest as I continue licking your sweet juices. Your moans have gotten louder and louder and now you are yelling for me to eat you, to lick your hot pussy, to make you cum. I take your clit in my mouth and drive my fingers deep inside you, holding them there as I feel you shudder and shake. Your hands grip my hair tightly as your hips buck up and down, almost making me lose contact with my tongue. I keep licking and sucking you, sliding my fingers in and out until you start to beg me to stop. I smile and keep licking as you begin yet another series of orgasms. I ease my fingers out of your pussy and start to gently, slowly lick your pussy, bringing you down from your powerful climax. As your body becomes still, I slide my up and kiss you, your juices on my lips. Moaning, you open your mouth, your tongue eagerly searching out mine as you taste your own delicious pussy. I bring my fingers up and let you lick the clean. You suck them into your mouth, looking into my eyes and your hand strays down to feel my hard cock nearly bursting through my slacks. You smile and suck harder on my fingers to give me an idea of what is to come. I stand next to the bed, gazing down at your luscious form as you begin undressing me. Slowly you undo my tie and unbutton my shirt. You kiss my nipples as they are exposed and run your lips down my belly. Your hands undo my belt and unbutton my pants, easing the zipper down as you continue to run your tongue down, down, down. You ease down my slacks, seeing happily that I wear no underwear, allowing my cock to jut forth in all its hardness. You smile up at me and then slowly lean your head down, lips open, and take me in your mouth. The feeling is incredible, like velvet, hot and wet. I moan and stare down as you take more and more of my cock into your mouth. Staring up into my eyes you pull back, letting my cock free as you begin licking all over it. One hand encircles my shaft as the other caresses my thigh. You lift my cock up so you can suck my balls into your mouth. I run my hands through your hair as you lick my cock, up and down. I caress your cheek as you take the head once again into your mouth. You moan as you swallow my cock, the vibrations driving me crazy. I can’t wait any longer. As much as your mouth is like heaven, I simply have to be inside you, inside that succulent pussy I have dreamed of for so long. I lay you back as your reluctantly let my cock slip from your lips. I whisper that you can have as much of that as you want later, but that my need for you is too strong to wait. Your eyes glow with lust as you realize that the cock you’ve wanted for so long is now poised at the edge of your dripping pussy. You look me in the eyes, hold my face in your hands and whisper, “Fuck me.” I ease my cock inside of you, letting you adjust to it. Slowly sliding inside more and more until I am completely buried inside you. We wait, relishing this moment we’ve dreamed about. I look into your eyes and smile as I begin raising my hips and then sliding back inside you. Quietly at first, we begin moving together, our bodies a perfect fit. I begin moving faster and faster, your hips thrusting up as you try to get as much of me inside you as you can. I hear your moans and groans and match them with my own. I begin thrusting faster and faster, letting the passion release. Harder and harder I begin pummeling you. Your fingernails claw into my back as you beg for more, demanding I fuck you harder. Like animals we’ve lost ourselves in our lust, only our bodies matter now. Only the sensations, the movement, the indescribable pleasures coursing through our bodies. I flip you over and begin slamming your hot pussy from behind, driving your face into the mattress with the power of my strokes. You moan and grip the bedsheets, nearly pulling them off of the bed. The headboard is slamming against the wall with every thrust, its pounding beat a tribal rhythm to our glorious fuck. I feel you twitch and shudder beneath me as you begin to cum, your pussy squeezing my cock as your orgasm takes over. It’s too much for me and I drive my cock as deep inside you as I can, making you gasp as I shoot my hot load into your sweet pussy. I thrust in and out quickly, feeling every inch of you as I continue to fill you with my cum until finally, in a shuddering burst I shoot the last and collapse on top of you, spent and weary. You turn your head and we kiss, our passion temporarily sated, but only barely. We take the moment to catch our breath. I ease off you and lay next to you, running my hands along your soft skin. The candlelight flickers across your body and we smile as we think of what the week will bring. The First Meeting I hear the knock on my door. I open it with a great deal of anticipation. You are standing there on the front porch glancing back at the street as though anticipating whether to retrace your steps. I know you must be as anxious as I am. We have corresponded for a year by email but never meet in real life before. I get a quick glance at your back before you quickly turn and smile at me. What a lovely smile. You are even more beautiful than I imagines. You hair glistens in the early evening sunlight, and your eyes sparkle to accentuate the smile. I smile back and say 'Hi, '. Not too original but I'm a bit tongue-tied. I glance at the dress you have on and admire how it adheres to your body. I motion for you to enter and you step inside still a little hesitant, as is to be expected. We have gotten to know about each other via email, our families, our kids, our wishes and hopes, our likes and dislikes. We are both new to this. Both of us are happily married and dedicated to our spouses, this is simply an experiment, a first meeting to get acquainted in person, to talk and share with each other. Even though we have had cybersex on line, it is understood that this is just a time to talk, at least that was what we had told each other. When Sue, my wife, had announced that she was going to visit her mother for a week more than two weeks ago I had emailed you and asked if you could make an excuse to get away for a couple of days. You had written back that you could and I suggested that we meet at my house since there was no complication with kids since mine are grown. You said that would be fine with you and we set a date and time. I have been dreaming about this moment since then. I feel like a teen on my first date. I have spent the day getting things ready, some finger food, chilled wine, soft music, candles, and even some incense. Even though this is a get acquainted meeting I have my hopes that things might progress further. I take your hand and note a slight sweat in your palm, and offer to show you through the house. I take your elbow and steer you down the hall and we quickly take a look in each of the bedrooms, including the master bedroom and bath. You mention that you need to use the bathroom so I tell you to come on out to the living room when you're done. I go on out and pour a couple of glasses of wine and light some of the candles while waiting. You come out and glance around, and inhale the scent of the candles. 'Nice décor', you say, 'I like a southwestern décor myself.' 'Thank you, Sue and I have been working on this for several years, picking up pieces that we like,' I say. 'How was your trip?' You had driven about two hundred miles and I'm sure you were somewhat tired. 'How about a glass of wine to unwind?' I say as I hand you the glass. You smile and say 'thanks, I could use that', and take a sip. 'Here have a seat' as I motion to the couch. I take a seat in a chair across the coffee table from you. 'Take off your shoes and relax.' 'I think I will,' you say as you slip them off and I look at your well-manicured toenails as you stretch your feet and wiggle your toes. You roll your head and I can tell that your neck is stiff from driving. I arise and move around behind the couch and say, 'here, let me massage your neck', as I reach down and begin to gently rub your shoulders. You are wearing a sundress with two straps, so I am touching your bare skin. It feels so soft and pliable, I look down and notice you closing your eyes as I rub and gently pinch your shoulders and neck. I can't help but look down your dress front and see the swell of your breasts and your cleavage. I continue to rub and massage for the next 9 or 10 minutes as you begin to relax and unwind. I am so tempted to slide my hand down into your dress and massage your small firm breasts as I rub the front of your shoulders. I slide my hand further down your chest and you moan, but don't stop me. I can't control my desire and slide my hands down the front of your dress. You again make no attempt to stop me and I feel the nub of your nipple, obviously somewhat stimulated from my massage action. I know then that you as well as I hoped that this visit might become more than just a visit. I bend over and kiss the top of your head. I smell the shampoo you used that morning. You put your head back and look back at me with those dark brown eyes and I move around a little so I can kiss you on the mouth. I move my lips to yours. I pull away and say 'I guess we both had more hopes about what might happen tonight'. 'Yes, I guess I just wanted to make sure you weren't some sort of nut case before I acquiesced, but I can tell from your home that you are a stable person'. 'I've never done this before, and really don't know how to act.' 'That makes two of us,' I say. 'Let's just sit close and talk a little more and enjoy the anticipation,' I say, as I sit down beside her. We chat and talk warmly for a while, looking into each others eyes, devouring each others face and bodies with our eyes. I can feel the tension building over the next few minutes. Finally I can control myself no longer and put my hand on your knee. I begin to move it up your leg slowly. Your smile tells me that you won't object, and I move my lips to yours and begin to kiss you passionately, as my hand continues up to the warm area between your legs. You can imagine my surprise when I discover that you have not panties on underneath. I pull away from our kiss and say 'you don't have any panties on'. You smile and say 'no, I took them off and put them in my purse when I was in the bathroom a little earlier, in hopes that something like this might happen.' I say, 'well, why don't we do this right?', as I reach up and slide your dress straps off your shoulder and reach around behind you and unzip the dress enough to pull it down off your breasts, exposing those lovely globes with their large nipples. I continue to pull the dress down. You lean back and help me push it over your shapely hips and I pull it on down off of your legs. You are wearing absolutely nothing underneath and that though alone is enough to make my penis stiffen. You reach up and unbuckle my belt, unfasten my pants, and unzip my fly. I take over from there and am quickly as naked as you, with my 7" cock semi-rigid now. I pull you up off the couch and take you in my arms. I feel the warmth of your body pressing against mine. I feel your breasts pressing against my chest, and I bend my head and begin another long passionate kiss. I can feel my shaft stiffen against your belly. I press my maleness against you stimulating it even more. I know that this first time will be quick. We are both again like kids on our first date. As if we are experiencing sex for the first time again. You pull away and knell down in front of me. You take my now rigid cock in your hand and move you lips to it and kiss the head. You circle the head with your tongue and then take the entire head into your mouth. I close my eyes and enjoy the warmth of your mouth around my shaft. I open them again and look down and watch you move your lips up and down my throbbing shaft. I move my hands to your shoulders and massage the softly as you continue to stimulate my manhood. I feel the build up and beginning of my ejaculation. I tell you that I'm going to cum but you continue to manipulate my shaft, and I can not hold it any longer, as I shoot my cum into your mouth you continue to stoke me and I am in sheer ecstasy. You swallow my cum and lick me clean. I can't believe that I've found you. My wife of thirty years has never let me cum in her mouth. You are a jewel. 'I'm sorry I came so quickly,' I say. You smile and reply, 'I thought we might as well get the first one out of the way so we can both enjoy the rest of the night.' I smile back. 'We might as well get comfortable,' I say, as I lead you into the bedroom and throw back the covers. We stretch out on the bed and snuggle into each other's arms. We spend the next hours, just laying there, holding each other, gently kissing and our hands softly exploring each other's bodies. Candles flicker in the background and soft music emanates from the speakers. I'm amazed, but within an hour I can feel my erection building again. You feel it also and we both smile at each other. 'Not bad for a fifty year old man,' I say. 'Not bad for a twenty year old man,' you say smiling. Now it's my turn to treat you. I continue to kiss you and move my lips up and down your body. My fingertips gently and softly graze your skin in all the right places. I stay away from your nipples and genitals as I build you toward your peak. I circle your breasts and run my hands down your stomach to your pubic area and on to your thighs. I massage your lovely feet and run my hands up and down your legs. It is my intent to tease and torment you until you are ready for some direct stimulation. I feel the tension building in you. I move my hand down between your legs and gently spread your vaginal lips. I feel the warm fluids on the lips and know that my stimulations have had the desired effect. I very gently move my middle finger into your well-lubricated love canal. I feel you stiffen and know that you are building toward climax. I move my finger to the front of your womanhood and gently feel for your clitoris. I feel the tiny nub and very gently move my finger around it, every now and then flicking it ever so softly. As my finger manipulates your clit, I move my lips to your nipples and begin to suck and flick them. I can feel your body stiffening and arching. A few more minutes of stimulation and I can feel you raise the center of your body off the bed and shudder, climax. As the shudder dies down you collapse on the bed hot and exhausted. I pull back and simply let you lay there for a few minutes recouping. Now I'm ready to bring you to climax with my penis. I assume you are multi orgasmic and I stroke my penis, bringing it to erection. I move between your legs and move my cock to your female lips. I push the head of my penis into your female folds and feel you stiffen again. I push further, all the way into you and feel the warm moistness of your pussy surrounding my shaft. I move back and forth, in and out, as I ever so gently again begin to manipulate your clit with my finger. Slowly gently at first as you begin to ascend to your second climax. I can tell from your moaning and arching of your body and I pull my finger away from your clit and begin to move my cock in and out of you faster, building toward my climax in the hope that we might cum together. I slide back and forth inside of you and I feel you again let out a loud cry as you lift your body and shudder once more. This is enough to bring me to climax as well, just witnessing the sheer pleasure on your face as it is contorted in ecstasy. I cum into you, shooting a load that again surprise me. You shudder as I push into you and you feel my shaft throb violently in you. We both collapse on the bed exhausted from our efforts. After a few moments of cooling off we move together to caress and snuggle some more. 'That was fantastic,' you say. I have to agree. 'That is the most excited I've been in years. That was fantastic.' 'We aren't done yet,' I say as I reach down to the corner of the bed and pull up a restraint and tie it to your wrist.