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A Night On

By: teasinme



She looked at the clock on the computer screen in front of her. 2:13 a.m. Once again, she thought about slick her boss had been when he talked her into working a few extra hours answering phone. The non-ringing phone confirmed her thought that everyone was at the beach for some late-night swimming, which was where she was supposed to go until she got suckered into staying. No one was around to answer her question, but she asked it anyway. "If everyone is having fun at the beach, why is the police station even open, since no one needs help?"

"I could use some help." The voice made her jump, nearly knocking over the desk. "Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you."

"It's okay. I just wasn't expecting anyone to come in. What can I do for you?" When she looked up, she lost her breath all over again. This was the sexiest man she's ever laid eyes on. He had dark brown hair, cut short, the clearest blue eyes, and a sexy-as-sin smile. His black shirt was stretched tight across his perfectly defined chest and the buldge in his jeans had her wondering exactly what he had under there.

"I was driving through town, on my way to visit my brother. I stopped at the store at the bottom of the hill to get a drink. When I came out, my car was gone."

"So you want to fill out an auto theft report?" She wanted to slap herself for asking such an obvious question. She tried to hide her reddening face by getting together the paper work that was needed.

"If that's what people around here normally do when someone gets their car stolen, then, yes, I would like to fill out a report." He took the papers and sat at the table she directed him to.

While in the middle of a really hot fantasy that included him, her, and the table he sat at, he startled her again. "Um, do you think I could get some water? I threw my drink across the parking lot when I realized that my car was gone."

"What? Oh....yeah......sure, water. I'll that right now." Embarrassed that he had caught her staring at him, she all but ran from the room. She took a few deep breathes to compose herself before returning with the water. "Here you go. One cup of cold water. Anything else?"

He took a quick sip. "Thanks, I needed that. Can you tell me what this line says? It looks like the copier smudged the ink."

She bent over to get a closer look. "All that asks is what color--"

"You've got the most amazing green eyes." The heat began to climb in her face again. "Wow. I don't think I've ever made anyone blush three times in ten minutes before."

She looked down and felft herself turning a darker shade of red.

In a soft, husky voice, he said, "Look at me."

She turned and found herself looking into his eyes. She felt herself getting warm in places other than her face. "I...umm, I..."

"Shh." He put a finger to her lips. "Are you alone?"

"Yes. There's a room out back that the cops use when they need to rest between shifts."

"I don't think I could walk very far right now."

"Me neither."

Their lips met in a hungry kiss. He pulled her so she was sitting on his lap. They continued to kiss as they fumbled with the buttons on her shirt and the clasp on her bra. When her breasts were finally exposed, he sat her on the table in front of him. He left her lips and and trailed hot kisses down her neck to her breasts. She let out a soft moan as he took one of her hardened nipple in his mouth. As he licked, sucked, and nipped at her nipple, she put her hands on the table behind her to arch into him.

As he trailed his kisses across her chest to her other breast, he slid his hand up her thigh. He moved her panties to the side and found her hot and wet. Her moans became louder when he inserted a finger into her slippery cunt. He moved his finger slowly, just to tease her. When she started moving her hips against his hand, he inserted a second finger and began to move faster. Her breath became shallow and her moans louder. She let out a soft cry as she came all over his fingers.

"I want you inside me. I want your cock inside me."

"Perfect idea." When he had his jeans unbuttoned and unzipped, he lifted his ass off of the chair, just enough to tug them down. He pulled her onto his lap as he pushed up her skirt and repositioned her panties.

She let out a loud gasp as his cock filled her cunt. He gripped her hips as he moved her body with his. The pace was ravenous. The thought of someone walking in on them at any moment made them hotter. Each thrust made her moan even louder. Each bite at her nipples threatened to put her over the edge.

He began to move faster, gripping her hips tighter as she pulled at his hair. She felt his whole body tighten, as he thrust hard to empty himself into her. The thrust pushed her over the edge. She screamed and clung to him until her body stopped trembling.

She was the first one to catch her breath. "Wow."

"Uh-huh."

"Well. Um...wow."

"Never thought I would have great sex in a police station."

Just then, they heard the outside door open. "Shit," they said in unison and quickly pulled apart.

They finished smoothing down their clothes as an officer walked up to the desk. "Boring night, huh?"

I managed to keep myself entertained." She blushed as she looked over at the man at the table and smile.




This was my very first short story ever written.

A Night on Campus



I stifled a sneeze for the fourteenth time today. When your nose is shoved beside a dusty floor sweep and you are stuck in that position for around five hours boredom takes on a new meaning, and I thought the life of an industrial intelligence freelancer would be all glamour. Granted that time in Laos getting pictures of Hansra Corperation's CTO with that underage tranny hooker was a lot more exciting than this assignment, but a freelancer doesn't get the glamour work often. Usually my job is the kind that is more likely to get me prosecuted for B&E than to get me the girl at the end of the day, but it's a living.

This assignment was particularly fun jaunt into my past. The client, let us live it there for names, wanted to acquire some superconductor research from a high profile scientist at a first rate university. Though I tend to avoid digging too deeply into my client's motives I am pretty sure they want to reverse engineer the work and manufacture a paper trail to indicate their prior invention of the technology in any patent dispute. One of the company's disposable flunkies contacts an encoded site that I maintain, and the deal was laid out in typical businesslike fashion. There are some advantages to providing companies with a highly specialized service, no dickering on the price.

My client needed the information in a limited timeframe, which meant that I had to rush prep for the job, never a good thing. I had a couple of things going for me. Foremost my youthful looks meant that I didn't look odd sulking around campus, and my plain features meant no one remembered me even if they did notice me. Yeah, I know you all thought secret agents looked like Daniel Craig, well that is only true if you want the other guy to pick you out from twenty paces and pump you full of armor piercing rounds at ten. The ability to look like everyone else is an essential feature in my career. I also studied chemistry when I did go to college, meaning that I could slip into the appropriate buildings on campus and chat away with other students to get the scoop on the layout of the lab I needed.

Now the bad news, the lab I needed to get into was a high priority target and therefore on heavy rotation for security. It wasn't the kind of security you would find in any corporate target (or even your standard paranoid's home), but it would pose a problem given the timeframe I had. The lab's hard systems would be easy to bypass and the building's physical barriers were a joke; but security personnel took their job seriously, making rounds on a far too regular basis for uninterrupted work. Given that the client wanted to make sure the target didn't know the work had been copied this was a problem.

It took me four days to find the chink in the proverbial armor. No security system is any better than the people running the system, and one of the security guards was far less dedicated than the rest. Even better was the fact that he was scheduled for the graveyard shift. Four days in and I was sure he simply relied on whatever student worker was on duty at the building's front desk to report a problem before he came over to check things out. As long as I could evade or fool a hapless, poorly paid student seat warmer I would be home free. I planned to finish the job the next night and go spend my healthy fee on the nearest beach that served a halfway decent margarita with busty waitresses in the background.

That brings me back to the broom closet and my sneezing dilemma. My plan was to hold up in a very small, but inconspicuous storage closet until late at night and then extract myself and finish the job. So I sat patiently through and afternoon and well into the night counting stifled sneezes. Sunlight slowly faded to red under the door and was replaced with the cool slightly blue light of fluorescent light. The sounds of passing students slowed and were replaced by the occasional professorial discourse or harried footsteps of a grad student. Eventually even the fluorescent lights were turned off and silence filled the halls.  

After counting to a thousand I extracted myself from the closet and moved the under repairs sign that I had placed nearby to keep away prying eyes. A quick walk down the hall brought me to Dr. Suli's lab, the one adjacent to my target's lab. I easily picked the lock on the lab door and quickly moved up through the drop ceiling of the lab. I am always surprised how much people will spend on a keypad lock, and yet neglect the fact that walls don't typically continue up through drop ceilings. A quick shuffle across the ceiling supports put me above my target and after sliding a small piece of insulated glass over the only IR motion detector in the room I dropped down into the room. The job was a simple riffle and copy so I dumped the contents of his intranet (a six letter password, please) into a pocket hard drive and scanned relevant documents with a pocket scanner. One quick once over and making sure I hadn't disturbed things too much and I was back through the ceiling.

I cleaned up in Dr. Suli's lab and slipped back into the hall. I had two options, to put myself back in the broom closet (not appealing at all) or to try and slip past the student at the front desk and walk out the front door. I opted to try my luck with the student and proceeded down to the first floor. Coming from behind the front desk I had the element of surprise, but the desk was situated in such a way that I would have to interact with the student to get through the door.

The student had her back to me, and I could see it was a young woman. Her taste in clothes seemed to tend towards the frumpy and loose end of the spectrum, so I had little to go on about how she looked other than the fact that she had long chestnut brown hair and it was pulled back in a tight ponytail, revealing a slender and pale neck. Beyond her I saw the front door and noticed that the lighting was adjusted so that the front desk could see outside, but it was obvious that people outside couldn't see in.

I snuck a little closer to the desk and listened as the woman talked on her cell phone. Her voice was a little deeper than average, with a husky overtone that most men would describe as sexy. Her hands had slender fingers with well manicured, deep red nails. The conversation was obviously with a close girlfriend. She absently twirled her ponytail as she talked. "...yeah, I know Steve said he was sorry, but seriously I caught him with that bitch Amber riding him like a pony. His dick was so far up her cunt I don't know if he can ever get the stink of that slut off him." At least the conversation was interesting, if one sided. "No way will he ever get another chance with me, I'm just going to bum it out for a while before I think about men again, or just go look for a good revenge fuck... I don't know yet."

I don't know why I thought it would be a good idea but I figured charm would be my way past this woman. I glanced over in a nearby mirror and fussed up my hair to roughly approximate the current style. I knew I wouldn't wow any GQ stylists, but I was hoping I could charm a recently scorned college coed. A quick fuss of the clothes and I sauntered up to the desk, making sure to make enough noise so that the desk clerk had time to hear me and finish off her conversation. She glanced back my way and took me in with a glance. I found her to be cute, but by no means stunning. She had a small pouty mouth and deep brown eyes, but overall she would have been the best friend that you stuck your wingman with for drinks while you went and banged her hot friend in the coat room. Her mouth screwed up in a tight purse as she looked me over.

"I didn't realize anyone was still in the labs, can I see your ID so I can record it for the security guys." Here hand opened up in anticipation of my compliance. Always the professional, I had filched an ID from a student earlier in the day, he had looked close enough to pass a cursory inspection. The woman, Dawn according to her nameplate, took my ID gave it a quick glance and slid the magnetic strip through her computer. She glanced at the screen and raised an eyebrow. "So Lance, why is a history major doing in the chemistry labs this late?"

Damn I hate big brother, time to earn my pay. "Actually Dawn I doubt you are going to believe me if I told you... it actually sounds pretty stupid."

"Try me, or I'm going to have to call security, and the guard on duty right now isn't the nicest."

"Okay, I had a friend let me into a lab earlier today so that I could stay after hours, don't ask I don't want to rat him out."

"So were you making X or something."

"No, I actually was waiting till you came on duty... and I kind of fell asleep while I was waiting. I just woke up and decided I would check to see if you were on duty."

Dawn was clearly questioning my story; aw, nothing can sink charm quicker than low self-esteem and bitterness. "Really, and why did you want to see me."

I thought of a particularly embarrassing incident from my Catholic school days to get an appropriate blush up, "I saw you at the student union the other day and asked a friend if he knew you, he told me you worked here so I figured I would stop by and say 'hi.'"

"Well Lance you have said 'hi' now you should probably leave." Dawn looked down for a second and I could see her mind was racing with a mixture of pain over Steve and her anger over the same thing.

I had my opening, but figured I could have a little fun for my trouble. Plus, I thought Dawn needed a little boost for her trouble. "If you don't mind me asking Dawn, are you okay, you seem upset."

As tough as her talk had been with her friend, Dawn was definitely not taking Steve's betrayal well. "It's none of your business okay... no, that isn't fair, it isn't your fault. I am just having a rough time with my boy... ex-boyfriend."

"Another girl?"

"Yeah, but I should have seen it coming. He always seemed a little too loose with the eyes."

"You are pretty nice to look at if you ask me."

"Thanks," Dawn absently toyed with her ponytail, "you are being nice."

"I did come looking for you."

"Yeah," her hands ran down the loose sweatpants she was wearing, "and I so dressed to impress."

"It isn't the clothes that make a woman beautiful, it's her attitude." Dawn pursed her lips again and then smiled with a wink. "Exactly, tell your EX-boyfriend he is an idiot." I turned around and headed for the door. 

I had almost made it free when Dawn spoke up. "Lance, are you just blowing sunshine up my ass, or did you really come looking for me?"

Always disarm your opponent with a statement they aren't expecting. "I can think of a few things to do to your ass, but sunshine doesn't make the list." I tried my best Casanova smile. Dawn looked at me with a shocked look and then started to laugh.

"I'm half tempted to take you up on that offer." Dawn came around to the front of her desk and leaned back against it. The body language had definitely changed to a more open posture, and with it her attractiveness shot up a few degrees. Dawn reached up behind her head and let down her hair, she looked up at me and signaled with her finger for me to come over to her. "Actually more than half tempted, and you can't leave until I unlock the door."

"Ooo, I love a woman who takes charge." I sauntered over into Dawn and looked down at her. She could be more than five feet tall, and I am a good six feet.

"You know that I am simply using you to get over my ex don't you?" For a second Dawn looked worried.

"Yeah, but sometimes that is what we need." With that I reached down touched her chin and pulled her up into a slow deep kiss. She responded by wrapping her arms around me and pulling me close. Her hands rubbed against my ass and she ground her hips against my pelvis. 

With a sigh she released me, and looked at my chest. "Okay, as long as you get the point." Her hands travelled down to my waist and she pulled open my belt. "Now let us see if you are worth the effort." 

I pulled her hands away and picked her up, placing her on the desk. "If you are using me, shouldn't you get to benefit." I pulled her sweatpants down and rubbed my hands up and down her smooth white thighs. She was wearing a pair or those large granny panties that women swear they don't own, but always wear when they aren't expecting anyone to see them. She lifted her ass enough off the table to help me pull those huge panties down. I was pleased to see that Dawn's recent lovers' spat hadn't made her neglect personal hygiene. Her pubic hair was trimmed to a nice tight triangle above her swollen and moist lips. I gave Dawn a quick smile and got down on my knees as she spread her legs a little. I may not be the most handsome man in the world, but if there is one thing I do know how to do it is to make sure a woman knows I have been between her legs.

I kissed the tops of her knees first, lightly and lingering on the skin for a second. I trailed my kisses up her thighs, slowly moving up her thighs. Each kiss elicited a small moan from Dawn and opened her legs a little bit more. She ran a hand through my hair and out of the corner of my eye I could see she was moving the second up under her sweatshirt kneading her breast as her breathing became more labored. I continued up her leg and moved to kissing her inner thigh. Her skin had the slight hint of herbal soap and was the soft one only gets from long baths. 

Damn grabbed my hair tightly pulling my head towards her pussy and I knew she was ready. I ran my tongue along her outer lips, teasing the skin and lightly running my teeth across the outer edge. At the top I could feel the hard nub of her clitoris with my tongue. I latched down and sucked hard on that nub, driving a small scream out of Dawn. I looked up and saw her head tilted back and her hand pulling her hard nipple free of a black demi-bra. She continued to move her hand through my hair as I continued my oral assault, to accentuate the action I slipped a finger into her below my chin, making her thighs clamp down on my head and her screams to intensify. She pushed her pelvis against my face and started to convulse. I wrapped my hands around her legs and enjoyed the ride.

When she was done she pulled me up to her face and licked my face, a little freaky is always a good thing. "Steve never knew how to do that right, oh god, he never knew that." No matter what happened tomorrow between Dawn and Lance, I was sure I was leaving Lance with a grade A pussy eater reputation around campus after tonight. "I hope you can fuck as well as you did that." Dawn reached down and unzipped my fly, grabbing my firm cock and pulling it free. "Oh well, in for a nickel, in for a dollar."

I pulled her sweatshirt over her head and used it to pin her arms back, pushing her chest forward. The demi-bra was pushed up off her smallish breasts and they stood proud and firm in front of my face. I had learned over the years that women with small tits loved it when you paid attention to them, and though Dawn's were small the nipples stood out like little erasers. I leaned down and took almost the entirety of her left tit into my mouth, using my tongue to tease the nipple. Dawn screamed again and bit down on my hair. "God yes, my tits are so sensitive, oh god yes." I kneaded each small breast and tongue lashed them until Dawn again started to shake. She broke her arms free and pulled me close, guiding my swollen cock into her.

"Enough prelims, let's get down to business." I pushed deep inside her and drove my tongue into her mouth in time. She dug her nails into my ass and pulled me deeper inside. I lingered for a moment enjoying the warm, tight embrace and then the small circles that Dawn started to make with her hips drove me to start moving in time. Dawn wrapped her legs around me and started to match my rhythm, our labored breaths in sync with our hips. 

Our rhythm continued to increase in tempo, my breath started to become shallow as scream after scream started to come from Dawn's mouth. I felt the muscles of her pussy start to pulse against my cock and felt her dig her nails into my back, through the shirt I was still wearing. I fiercely bit her right nipple as my own orgasm hit and I filled her to the point I could feel a warm wetness running down my leg.

Dawn leaned back on her hands and I collapsed against her chest, playing with a nipple and getting small moans out of her in response. As the glow of the moment slid away and my erection soften to the point of sliding out, Dawn started to fidget under me. Now was the uncomfortable moment where Dawn realizes what she had just done. "Uh Lance... I'm not the kind of girl who does this. It has been an odd week."

"No prob, but I'm pretty sure you enjoyed it."

Dawn pulled away and pulled down her sweatshirt, hopelessly trying to arrange the bra underneath. "Can I ask you to leave Lance, I'm a little embarrassed at the moment."

"Sure, but you have to let me out."

Dawn reached behind the desk and buzzed open the outer door. I pulled up my pants and hurried to the door. At the last moment Dawn called out. "Maybe I'll see you around campus."

"Oh I hope so." I left the lab and started on my way to drop off the merchandise for my client. Not bad for a night, a completed contract, a nice pay day, giving some poor history geek a killer sexhound rep, and banging a nice hot piece of ass to boot. I definitely need to come back to campus again.



A Night On Her Knees



The feeling of her hair alone was enough to arouse me. Her hair was so soft and thick in my grasp, I couldn't help but grab a handful of it every time I circled her; she was down on her knees, yet in an attentive position. Her feet rested together, soles facing upwards, her calves also together, and her knees were bent at a 90 degree angle. Her cuffed hands lay at rest at her butt cheeks which were just barely covered with a thin partially transparent pink miniskirt. Her back was straight in good posture, and in front even her breasts were pushed up at attention by her magenta lace cups. Her lips laid partially open in a sense of readiness, for her site was restricted by a black cloth tied around her eyes and the back of her head. I walked slowly around her as her body was stiff in alertness. Every time I grabbed her thick locks and gave a slight tug of dominance, I notified her of my position. This time I pulled tight enough she had to face upwards where the wall and ceiling meet, and I held her there.

"My sweet little girl," I slowly walked to the front of her, her hair still tangled between my fingers. "You've been a naughty girl, haven't you?"

She tried to nod, but I pulled her hair tighter so her face couldn't turn away from mine. "I want words little one."

Her lips trembled slightly, as she's almost never naughty. "Yes, Sir, I have."

I let my forefinger pet up her extended throat, under her chin, and brushing up just underneath her lower lip, and then I let my finger trace back down past her throat, past her collar bone, and down right to her cleavage where even she couldn't even tell if I was really touching her breast or not. I continued this slowly up and down as her breathing picked up. "You've disobeyed me in 2 ways today." I watched her grow goosebumps around her body from both my words and from the seductive petting of her chest and throat. "First, you could not complete your given task."

"But I couldn't..." she began to protest just barely after I finished, but before she could finish, I rushed my finger to her lips and pressed gently. "Sshh." I pull down on her lower lip gently in a teasing manner. "Do not interrupt me, slave, and do not argue. You'll be punished the same either way." Her face flushed pink and she remained silent. I let go of her hair gently, and obediently, she kept her head up towards me.

"Not only did you not complete your task, but you were late arriving here without calling to let me know ahead of time." After these words, though, her head lowered in shame, and I force her face upwards with my finger under her chin. "Am I right?"

In almost a whisper: "Yes, Sir."

I let go of her completely now, taking a step backwards, letting her wait. Still she knelt attentive, waiting and listening. At this point, my cock was throbbing in my jeans. She was so hot, gorgeous, and still innocent even as a bad girl. Her being so naughty only gave me more reason to do great bad things to her. I unzipped my jeans and pulled out my stiff cock. Rubbing slowly in my hands, I crept back towards her as quietly as possible. I held my penis straight out in front of me and gently aimed the tip at her lips.

Precum oozed in anticipation to those soft lips, and I gently nudged the head right between them. In reaction her face leaned slightly forward when my cock moved away and her tongue cleaned off the new driblets on her lips. I smiled to myself knowing she wanted me, almost as much as I wanted her. But no matter how much I wanted her, she could not have what she wanted. I decided to tease her once more, pushing the head to her lips again. As soon as her mouth opened more and her tongue tried to get a lick, I drew away and even without seeing her eyes, disappointment shadowed her face.

"Do you want Master's cock?" I teased.

"Uh huh," she managed to breathe out.

"Well bad girls don't get what they want. They have to earn it, and that doesn't include your punishment." In my view, punishment was something she usually had no choice in taking, but earning what she wanted and being back on Master's good side was a matter of choice. If she chose wrong, or failed, she receives more punishment, and the same or harder task and it becomes a cycle, for I refuse to have a naughty slave all the time, and to be on my good side takes dedication. I knew my girl had it in her, and it was time for her to receive what a naughty girl deserves.

The teasing was over and it was time to do what I had to do. I went into a closet, one where many of the toys were kept hidden, and I pulled down from a rack of different whipping and spanking tools and 2-sided flogger. On one side was a long feather, and the other were 7 1-inch wide leather straps. I closed the closet door and came back to my gorgeous slave who hadn't moved since I left. Her mouth gaped slightly, as if listening intently, trying to figure out where I was now.

I gripped the bar, right before the leather straps began and let the feather point down at the floor. I stepped up close to her and let my foot disappear under the pink meshy fabric and nudge against her wet pussy lips, in which her thighs loosened slightly to allow my foot between them. "Spread." Submissively, she spread her knees wider so her calves and thighs were apart. "And do not move."

I brought the feather gently up her inner thigh, watching the goosebumps rise again. I brought the feather up her thigh to her pussy lips which were well lubricated by her own body. I brought it up to her clit which seemed unconsciously to push out towards the object. I smiled as I watched her body's reactions, most of which she could not even realize or control. Since the feather was underneath her skirt, the pole had lifted up a small area of it, and I kept the feather against her as I circled behind her. The pole revealed her hidden skin as I went around, and the feather still lightly brushing back down her other inner thigh and around the front and sides of them to her lower butt cheeks as I circled. Her cheeks tightened a little from the light tickling of the feather hairs on her cheeks and then I let the feather go upwards in her crack. While I did this I gathered a better grip on the bar so that when I needed to I could flip it quick to the flogger side. I pulled the bar out from under her skirt and let the feather then go up her spine from the waistband of the skirt up to her shoulders. Her back arched, and her head leaned back as the feather got near her neck.

"Bend over" I ordered firmly. She let her thighs fall to her calves, and bent her body over so that her face was facing the floor, her cuffed hands resting on her lower back. As she bent, her skirt slid up slightly to reveal more of her gorgeous round cheeks. I flipped the bar quickly and gave a hard whip of the leather pieces to her cheeks. She let out a squeal, not prepared for that at all. I gave her 5 more lashes. "You moved...twice. That's 3 for each time you moved." She knew by this explanation that that was not indeed the punishment from before at all, that that was just the quickie because of her minor disobedience.

I walked away for a moment to go get another toy. I quickly rushed to the bedroom and grabbed the remote control raising bar and a vibrating dildo from the drawer. Again when I came back, my slave was still in her bent position, again listening and waiting for my return. The floorboards creaked under my feet as I moved, and her relaxed waiting body stiffened. I smiled to myself as I could tell she was preparing herself for anything that might happen. 

I did notice on my return though, that her legs had crept back much closer together than I had left and her feet pointing inwards. I cracked the flogger up the middle, a couple of the leather straps curling up and smacking her pussy. Her body stiffened and she bit her lip quick to hold back any noises. I hadn't forbid her of noises, but she's one to stick it out, and won't let me be satisfied with the pleasure I get out of anything bad done to her. I never punish her for this, for this just brings on a fun challenge for the both of us. "Legs." I say quickly, introducing the purpose of that sharp smack. She quickly spread her legs back to how they had been previously, but this still wasn't good enough for me. I tapped her pussy with the bar threateningly, "wider, slut." Submissively, her thighs and the rest of her legs opened, now beckoning me to move between her.

I got to my knees and placed the dildo on the end of the adjustable raising bar, and slid it underneath her body. The bar was only about 4 inches above the ground, and with the push of a button, the dildo on the end of it rose as the bar moved upwards. I could tell she heard the light buzzing of the pole rising as her hips rose a tad as well, as if trying to avoid what might be coming. Smiling to myself, I watched as I knew she couldn't escape if she wanted. I lowered my face so I could see when the tip of the dildo would press against her clit, and when it finally did, I turned the knob at the bottom so that it would start vibrating. It was a simple one-speed, and as soon as the vibrations were triggered, my little slut's hips fell into it, pressing for pleasure.

"You may grind for pleasure all you want, my little slut, but you're not allowed to cum." Her mouth fell open in disbelief, but she knew she had it coming. I stood back up, and pulled her skirt up completely now, letting the fabric flap over her back so that her full ass was exposed to me. I couldn't help wanting to grab her and just the fuck the shit out of her right then and there, so open and vulnerable to me, but I knew I had to hold back and follow through with her punishment first. I reared my hand back and gave her ass a very hard slap, causing her body to sway forward a tad. A grin formed over my lips when I saw the pink hand print I had left, and decided that a simple pink mark was too awkward. It would look better if the rest of her ass was red too.

I gathered the flogger in my hand and began to whip at her ass over and over...not too hard at first. Just enough to get her used to the consistent light sting on her flesh. "Just this once, slave, I'm going to give you a choice during this punishment," I told her as I gradually smacked her ass a little harder, but it wasn't yet noticeable to her. "I can either continue what I am doing here, whipping you not as hard as I should be, but for a longer period of time and with one added part to this punishment..." I paused for effect as she listened carefully, and when I did not continue she nodded in acknowledgement to what she'd heard thus far. 

I could also tell that she was trying to lift her hips higher off of the vibrator, but it wasn't working as...she didn't know it, but when she raised her hips before, it trapped her in an invisible corner to which she couldn't escape the pleasure if she wanted to. The pole was raised to that point as high as she had lifted, and here she was, juices dripping down her inner thigh and down the sides of the vibrator as she grew wetter.

"...Or, I can use something else, and beat you harder like the naughty slut you are and as you deserve...but for not as long." I knew she didn't like these options, but she wasn't supposed to. I could tell her mind was racing, trying to sort out all the pros and cons as fast as she could. She did not like the hard punishment, though she knew it's what she deserved, but at the same time, it wouldn't be as long as the mediocre spankings she was getting with the whip. Those mediocre spankings could last as long as I wanted, not to mention there would be another object involved. Either way there was a sacrifice and I could tell by her stillness, even with the vibrator still penetrating her clit, that she was calculating which would be worse. I was growing impatient though, and refused to wait any longer.

I came around front and gave her dangling nipples a tight pinch that she was not expecting. Her hips reflexively thrust down in pleasure as she squealed. "Choose or you get both slut." I pulled on the back of the cloth that covered her eyes as it fell to the floor. I gathered it, crumpled it in a ball and threw it aside, and she looked up at me, her eyes squinting, adjusting to the light. She saw the impatient look on my face as I tapped my foot before her.

Her eyes clenched shut, as if the decision she was about to make was ludicrous and she replied, "The harder one, Master." I smiled down at her, for she was up for the challenge, and I loved that about her. "As you wish, slut." I taunted. She disliked being called such a dirty name, but I found it appropriate when she was in trouble, or was in a dirty situation, and it was a good humiliation for her so that she remembered what she was to me, and who she belonged to.

I stood up and she looked up, staying in her bent position still with her hands behind her back yet. I returned the flogger and replaced it with a different one, single sided this time, and with only 3 wider straps. I heard her let out a slight groan, probably in regretting her decision. I, however, was very impressed with her decision and decided to cut her a bit of slack. "Is your back getting sore my dear?"

She nodded her head quickly. By the instant reaction, I knew that it was probably extremely uncomfortable, considering how long she was in that position. In fact I was very proud of her for not asking to move at all or complaining. With that, I grabbed the handcuff key out of my pocket and released her hands. Her arms fell to her sides as if they were numb, and there were some slight red marks on her wrists. "You may rise to all fours, sweety."

"Thank you master" she said deeply. I waited until she rose to all fours, but I noticed that the vibrator was no longer hitting her clit. "Stay put" I ordered sternly as I readjusted the pole and then pressed the button for it to rise. I could see her close her eyes and bite her lip again, as she was rather relieved of the pleasure when she rose, but she was not allowed anymore advantages.

I went straight behind her and reared my hand back with the flogger, watching her body tense in anticipation. Her back was stiff, and her head hung low with her gorgeous hair draping down the sides of her face. I yanked my arm forward, flicking my wrist, and the snap echoed in the air when the leather hit her cheeks. Her body was thrust forward slightly, which also caused the vibrator to push against her pussy more. She jerked her head back and let out a groan...I couldn't tell if it was out of pain from the beat or pleasure from the new position of the vibrator. I continued over and over hard, turning her ass from a light pink to a darker pink, and in a couple areas to a good red. Each time I had thrust back, I watched her body and noticed that each time she held her breath and would let it out as she was hit. Some times it seemed to be forced out of her, a couple times in grunts. Not only that, but her breaths were quicker.

I dropped the flogger on the floor and knelt down between her legs and reached under, pressing my finger against her lips. They were unebelievably wet, and if I didn't know any better, I could've sworn she did come during the time I was beating her and that vibrator penetrating her poor sensitive clit...but I did know better and know very well when my little slut cums, and also how obedient she generally is. Her hips sank in reaction to my fingers against her lips, and she let out a moan. I could tell she was close and almost anything new would be able to set her off. "Don't you disobey me, slut." I demanded. Even these harsh words made her wet, as I felt some lubricant slip out onto my finger. She was concentrating like a good girl, just to obey her Master, and I couldn't have been more proud.

At that point, I couldn't stand just watching her anymore. My cock was throbbing in my pants as I slid down my jeans and my boxers. I stood erect and knelt down between my little slave's legs again. I reached underneath and moved the vibrator away, first letting it brush the full slit of her pussy lips though. Her hips sank into it again as it was now set aside. I grabbed hold of her hips, and thrust my hard cock into her quickly. I rested my palms on each of her ass cheeks, both of which were extremely hot and I'm sure my cool hands felt good to her against her cheeks. "I'm very proud of you, little girl. Not only did you choose the harder punishment, and took it like a good slut, but you did not cum for me that whole time either. I'm very impressed."

A smile broke the surface of her lips, and I thrust my cock in her harder and quicker. She let out a moan and leaned her head back, not as I was punishing her before, but more in a sense of enjoyment. I rubbed her cheeks softly, at first she flinched from my touch and movements due to the stinging, but soon my hands soothed her. I kept rubbing her skin as I fucked her, slowly first and then eventually harder and faster, and deeper as well as I knew that I wanted her so bad, and she was obviously needing to cum more than ever. I wanted to see if I could wait as long as possible before giving her permission to come...wanting to see if she was desperate and daring enough to start begging for permission to cum, but I knew she well deserved what she had earned.

I reached up with one hand and gripped her hair hard and jerked it back. She let out a moan, I knew from pleasure, and I felt her inner walls twitching around my hard cock. She was on the edge and holding back, and I couldn't even let her hold back anymore. "You may cum my pretty slut." I permitted. With those words, I pulled her hair harder, her face jerked up to the ceiling, and I thrust in her hard. She let out a scream, not from pain or shock of the pull and thrust, but out of pure pleasure and lust. She humped back at me so hard and fast, she even exceeded my own speed. I went faster to keep up with her, as I was hornier than fuck now. I felt her inner walls pulse around my cock, squeezing it between them when her juices were forced out around it. She moaned loudly, and soon after I found myself needing the same release. I jerked out of her and came all over her ass just as I pulled out.

Her pretty red ass was now covered in my cream, and I couldn't have asked for a more beautiful site. She was still on her hands and knees, hardly able to hold herself up, her hair all over as she had been shaking and moving her head around when she came like dirty beast. Her head lay low, her posture completely slack, but I didn't care. I leaned over her body and kissed her neck tenderly. "Lay down on your back sweety, let me clean you up" I whispered in her ear.

She simply looked back at me, smiled sweetly, and gladly rolled over to her back with her arms and legs sprawled out as she was so warn out and exhausted.



A Night on the Beach



During the summer I like to go to the beach, and relax on the shore. I used to have a fantasy that I hoped would happen and it finally has. My fantasy started out with me meeting a goodlooking stranger and taking a stroll in the moonlight along the shoreline, just at the edge of the waters. The water is a dark blue with the reflection of a full moon beaming down upon it. We came across a little cove that had a firepit, and no one around. We decided to have a campfire and sit and watch the fire in front of the waterfront and full moon.                

As we chatted, we got more relaxed, but still a little tense. I decided to rub his shoulders a little, and a gentle massage on his back. As I felt him start to get more comfortable I gently kissed his shoulders. I slowly kissed my way up to his neck and earlobes. I sensed that I had struck a nerve since I could feel him tense up and relax. I knew he liked it. I slowly moved around in front of him and we just looked into each others eyes, (after all the eyes are the windows to the soul). There was a moment of silence and I gently kissed his lips and pulled back to get his reaction. Then we both moved in closer for a more passionate kiss. I knew he was ready. He then slid his tongue into my mouth and we both became very intense.                      

I then started kissing my way down his neck and chest. I nibbled on his nipples oh so softly, then continued kissing my way down. I could feel his whole body tense up as I got closer to his belly button. I could tell by the bulge in his pants that he was getting excited. I slowly pulled his pants down, just enough to reveal what he was trying to hold back.                  

I knew I had to release the passionate beast within him. I slowly pulled his pants all the way off and gently massaged his legs with my fingertips up and down. I then started to softly kiss his legs and make my way up to the best part. Once I was there, I gently wrapped my hand around the shaft and slowly caressed and stroke the already rockhard shaft. I gave the head one quick lick, just to tease him. I felt him tremble, and I used my tongue to swirl around the crown and then lick the entire length of the shaft, and back up. I continued this several times. As I moved to the head I could see there was a droplet on the tip. It was just like the early morning dew forming droplets on the leaves, and I couldn't resist, so I softly licked it. I slowly engulfed the head into my mouth, then the crown, and down to the shaft, as my tongue danced around the head in the process.        

I continued for a while then I moved down the shaft kissing and licking my way all around. I noticed the balls were looking a little lonely so I massaged and sucked on them. As I moved back up I continued licking the shaft and all around the crown and taking the head into my mouth. As I added more suction power with each stroke I could feel him pulsating and throbbing beneath my lips, and I wanted him to slow down a little so I worked my way up to his chest, neck, and back to the mouth. I started kissing him very passionately and he returned just as passionately.  

He then decided to return all the passion. He started by kissing my neck, moving on down to my breasts and caressing them. He began to softly nibble on my nipples. He could tell as my body trembled how much I loved this and he continued. He then moved down to my pussy and oh my my; his tongue went wild. He could feel my whole body twisting with each movement of his tongue. As this continued we both decided we couldn't wait any longer. As I lay on my back he moved on up and slowly inserted his rockhard cock into my very wet pussy. We both let out a sigh of relief because it felt so good.                 

We continued to make passionate love, with each body moving in unison. We rolled over so that I would be on top. I could tell he liked it, and so did I, especially when he started to suck on my nipples while I pumped up and down and around. As we continued to make love we both reached that point of no return. The sensation was so overwhelming there was no holding back and we both came together after moments of ecstasy!           

We suddenly realized the tide had came in and the waves were softly splashing and flowing over our legs. It felt so good that we just laid there embraced in each others arms. In the misty moonlight, by the flickering firelight , everything was all right. After we finally regained our strength, we decided to go skinny dipping. After splashing around for a while we were both so excited we made love in the water and worked our way back to shore, half in the water and half out of it. This added to the excitement and caused different sensations on the body with the waves moving up and down our bodies. We both had multiple orgasms, and with this we moved up next to the fire and collapsed in each others arms. We just laid next to the fire, and before we knew it, the sun was starting to appear. We watched a beautiful sunrise and continued to relax on the beach.              

Every year that I go back for my vacation I meet up with him and we have our one night of passion and fun. I wish we could be together all the time, but he is my fantasy. He fulfills my desires and needs once a year. I always look forward to going to the beach and hope that one day he will be with me all the time. 



A Night on the Beach



It was a hot summer evening when Robert found himself wondering where his marriage was going. He loved his wife very much yet just couldn't forget the fun he wanted to continue to experience with other women. He looked around the Galveston Beach Club that he and his buddies were partying at trying to spot someone of interest for tonight's escapade. That is when he saw her. His newest conquest on his everlasting list of one night stands. 

She appeared to be about 5'3, long blonde hair that was very straight and shiny. He began to lick his lips imagining her full bosoms near his mouth. He estimated she had to be about a 36D cup and he knew exactly how full his hands would be squeezing them during the act of wild and very heated sexual victory. He watched her as she went over to the jukebox and bent over slightly to inspect the choices of music. Her hips were of a nice full width that would make grabbing them and pounding them with a full force a very satisfying feeling. He chuckled to himself thinking how he was already making love to her in his mind and didn't even know her name. 

Yet did it really matter anyways, how many other liaisons had he had that the names were long forgotten in a matter of time. Robert stood up and walked over towards the jukebox and stood there smiling at her. She appeared to be younger than she looked originally. He would have guessed she was in her early thirties, which excited him because she was still very much alive and would have more of a passion for doing everything he wanted that body to do to him. 

She looked up at him and smiled and when he noticed her bright blue eyes he instantly thought of a clear blue sky on a day when the sun was shining bright. He knew he had a bit of a southern gentlemen attitude and charm so he was guessing if he could flatter this lady then scoring with her shouldn't be a very hard accomplishment. He very seductively told her how beautiful her smile was and those eyes were the exact shade of the sky on a beautiful day. She being in a very distressful time in her life instantly took this attention to heart. She blushed and said thank you. When Robert noticed that, he knew he was home free if he could pull this off then he would have her by midnight. 

They began speaking and he made every effort to keep a glass of her choice drink in front of her. The more she drank the more he bought. Robert found that he really did find her to be a very sweet and sincere lady. He was torn between taking advantage of her or letting it go but once she started to touch his arm then the decision was made, plus she wasn't from here so any expectation of wanting to see him again would not be a problem. 

She was from California and was out here on business with a few colleagues. She told him that she was taking this evening as a chance to unwind from weeklong seminars that she had attended. She also found herself enjoying this conversation and time with this man she found very sexy. Robert suggested they go for a walk along the beach that was right outside the club. He was thinking the faster she got away from her friends the more she would be relying on her emotions and desires. Once outside in the warm summer breeze, he took her by the hand and led her towards the shore. They both took the opportunity to take off their shoes and allow their feet to feel the grittiness of the sand and the coolness of the water. 

As they walked further away from the beach club, Robert was getting excited with anticipation as to how his conquest would end. He stopped her in mid-stride and turned towards her and placed his hands on the sides of her face and gently pushed her head back so he could lean down and kiss her. She closed her eyes and opened her lips ever so slightly to allow him a little incentive to taste her mouth. He began to kiss her and ran his hands down the sides of her body to her hips where he pulled her into him and allow her to feel his manhood getting harder with excitement. She sucked in her breath surprised that she had affected him with such a force of need. 

He began to work his way back up to those tits he so wanted to taste. His need to suck on her nipples made his dick become harder and began to quiver with a desire to feel her wetness engulf his shaft. As he began to unbutton her top, he continued to kiss her with a very forceful hunger to keep her from pulling away. She moaned with an urgent need to feel his hands rub her breasts. He proceeded to kiss her neck and gently run his tongue down the sides to taste her essence of her skin. 

He nibbled on her throat and took the time to gently withdraw her tit from the bra that covered it from sight. His fingers found the nubs of her aroused nipples and began to fondle them. She hadn't been touched in this way in quite sometime so the sheer heat from her own self was enough to make her cum. He worked his mouth down to her nipples and began to stroke the hardness with his tongue and licked all around the big brown spot that held his attention. She was moaning with desire and both could feel the heat that came off their bodies. 

Robert got down on his knees and lifted her skirt and gently moved her panties to the sides as he inserted his tongue into her vagina. The way he moved his tongue against her puffed up entrance to her wetness had her begging for him to eat it out. She ran her fingers through his hair as he continued to stroke her wetness with his tongue using a very forceful technique that had her moaning and expressing the urge to feel more of what he had to offer. He could feel her pussy tighten around his tongue with every stroke that he maneuvered inside her. He was very persistent with spreading her lips with his own lips so he could work his magic inside her while making her get soaked with her sex juices so he could lap it up with his tongue.  

Robert noticed that the water was beginning to come in more the longer they remained in this same spot. He wanted to penetrate her right here in the water as it hit their bodies; yet they were still dressed so he stood back up and began to undress her. She hesitated and began to protest. Yet Robert convinced her that there was no one within miles to see them. They were all alone on the beach. She turned around to see for herself and when she felt it was safe and she wouldn't get caught she started to undress herself as Robert began undressing to expose his erect cock to her. 

He laid her down on the sand and began to suck on her nipples again and while doing, this he inserted two of his fingers inside her pussy and began to finger fuck her while she grabbed his head and pushed down on it to suck her tits harder. He felt her getting wetter with each penetrating stroke. His cock was very stiff and needed some attention so he took her hand and placed it on his shaft where she began to jack him off and moaning from his fingers doing wonders inside her. 

He straddled her chest and moved up towards her mouth and she took her hands and began to stroke his dick and lick on his head. She started to lick it and feel the hardness against her tongue and began to suck on the wetness that leaked out. She took her time twirling her tongue around the thickness of his head and used her grip to steady the pulsating cock. With every stroke of his cock inside her mouth, she would press down with her tongue against the bottom side of his shaft and hear him moan deep in his throat.  

Robert noticed some movement in the bushes to the right of them so as he continued to have his cock sucked by her; he watched the bushes to see who was there. That is when he noticed three females watching them. He could hear them whispering so he motioned them to come out. He put his finger to his mouth to indicate not to make any noise so she wouldn't know but they could watch them. So slowly these very beautiful young ladies came out and sat by the rocks watching them. 

Robert leaned down over her head and began to fuck her mouth as she opened her mouth to a full extension to take him all in. He pulled out and positioned her on her side with her body slightly turned so her back was towards the side where the three other females were sitting so she wouldn't see them and began to move his cock inside her. The water was beginning to come up on their bodies with every stroke penetrating inside; the water would gently graze them. 

He looked up to notice the females had begun to touch themselves and by the sight of them they were all very comfortable with each other because they were beginning to reach over and touch each other. Two of them had begun to mess with the other and she straddled open her legs bent upward while sitting on a big rock, they sucked her nipples and fingered her cunt. Robert couldn't believe his eyes. He was so turned on, he begun to moan and stroked inside of his lady friend at a more urgent pace. She was moaning from desire because he felt so hard inside her. 

Robert continued to watch the ladies and used all his strength to hold his cum for a while longer. He began to kiss her very hard and he could feel his dick leak as his intensity became stronger. He wanted to feel her on top of him so he swapped positions and asked her to ride him. So she got off of him and started to straddle him to insert his cock inside her very wet and pulsating pussy. Yet she did something that he didn't expect her to do, she turned around to give him her back as she rode him. That is when she saw the females watching them and having a bit of fun themselves. 

She wondered where they came from because they weren't there when she had originally looked around. She found herself turned on more to see that someone was excited by what her and her friend were doing, yet she also felt embarrassed to be feeling excited about it. Robert told her to continue to ride his cock because her pussy was very tight and he needed to feel that tightness suck on his shaft. The women were kissing each other and she watched them as she rode his cock at a very intense pace. 

She was torn emotionally for she never thought of herself as someone that would consider doing another woman but seeing them and their beautiful bodies doing what they were doing she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to be sucking on a pair of tits like her own. She started to moan and used all her strength to grasp his cock with a very tight grip that would make him feel her pussy quivering. The females were changing positions and swapping around to get to please each other. She felt aroused to watch as they kissed and licked each other's cunts. Robert asked her how she felt watching them. She blushed and whispered that it was hot. So he told her to go with it and let herself go. 

She got off of him and told him to turn around so they could both watch them from the side and although he couldn't believe that this shy woman was getting off to screwing him in front of other people he wasn't questioning it. He bent her over and grabbed her hips and started to fuck her from behind. She arched her back and started to move her hips in a circular motion wanting to feel his hardness all the way inside her. The other women were extremely aroused by watching Robert using such force to give her the intensity she needed. They were reaching their own orgasms from the mere sight of his cock going in and out of her pussy. 

He took his finger and placed it inside her ass and began to stroke it in and out wanting her to reach an orgasm with him because watching those other females was making him want to cum really bad. She started to move her hips faster and her breathing was becoming very labored. She was reaching the point of ecstasy so he began to stroke both her pussy and her ass faster and reached in front and rubbed her clit with his other hand. She started to cry out with a very throatful moan and he could feel her pussy become very wet with her juices. 

He loved the way her pussy was gripping his dick and he could feel the tension building up right at the point of release.  She continued to moan as he listened to the sound of her orgasm and as he watched the females experience their orgasms. He exploded inside her and felt his dick shake with excitement. This experience was one that he knew he would not be forgetting. 

He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck and told her how good she felt. She turned around and told him that she enjoyed this very much. He got to his feet and helped her up and as they began to get dressed he asked her what her name was. She chuckled thinking it never occurred to her that neither one knew each other's name. She told him Vanessa. He found he liked the way he was associating the name Vanessa with one of his best sexual experience. 

After both were dressed, she turned to him and told him she better get back with her friends but wanted to thank him for the wonderful evening. He told her he would walk her back to the beach club but she said there was no need because those three other ladies were the ones she was with tonight. Robert's mouth dropped open from shock wondering if he was the one that was used tonight instead of the other way around. She looked up at him and smiled knowingly, then turned around and walked towards her friends. They all turned to him and waved goodbye, leaving him standing there dazed.



A Night on the Beach



We stroll hand in hand down the beach listening to the crash of the waves and feeling totally alone in the moon light. We have brought a blanket "just in case". I glance at you and can't help but smile as I watch the wind ruffle your short blonde hair. You look so hot to me in your short sleeve open collared shirt and knee length shorts. I can't see your eyes but I know that soft sky blue that always makes my heart skip especially when you smile at me.

I have chosen my clothes especially for our evening together. All day long I made sure my short shorts and skimpy bikini top peeked and gaped to tease you just for this moment. My hair is pulled low on my neck in twin pigtails like a school girl. I know I look about 18 even though I am 24. I look at you and think once again that you are the sexiest man I have ever seen even if you are 40.

As we walk along I glance up at the stars. I can't help but think of the sparkle in your eyes when you have a surprise for me. 

You lean over and whisper, "You have the look of a woman in love." 

"That's because I am, but Shhhh!" I whisper back "Don't tell anyone!" You chuckle deep in your throat and I feel my heart skip a beat. 

We finally find the perfect spot and, as a true gentleman would, you spread out the blanket. As you bend over and smooth out the wrinkles I can't resist reaching out and touching your gorgeous ass. You chuckle again and flex your ass under my hand since you know I love the feel of those muscles under my fingers.

You stand up and pull me to you as we share a passionate kiss that starts a fire burning in both of us. We know not even the sea crashing a few yards away can quench this fire. There is only one thing that can put out this blaze.

Our tongues tangle in a dance of passion as our hands try to memorize each other's bodies. Your hands find the halter tie holding my bikini top up at the same time that your lips find the hollow of my throat. 

"Mmmmmmm!" I moan as you release my top and free my breasts to the moonlight. "So beautiful!" You groan as you trail kisses over my breasts.

We sink onto the blanket as you capture my right nipple in your mouth. I gasp at the arrow of desire that shoots straight to my pussy as you catch the tip between your teeth and bite down gently. 

"Oh God Sweetheart!" I whimper when I feel you roll my nipple in your teeth. As you sweetly torture my right nipple your left hand mauls my left breast and you pull my left nipple into a taut peak that aches for your touch. 

I cling to you for a few more seconds before you gently remove my hands from your back and lay them at my sides. I am laying down now and you just look at me. As you gaze at me I reach up and run my hands over your chest under your shirt.

"AH! Baby doll you are so sexy!" I giggle because I know you mean it and it makes me feel so good. You take off your shirt and then help me remove my shorts. As I lift my ass to assist you I feel your fingers tickle my skin.

I pull you to me once again for another passionate kiss. As we break the kiss for breathe I whisper, "I love you! I truly do!" 

"Oh Baby doll! I love you too!" You sigh in response. 

"I think one of us is over dressed, and it can't be me!" I tell you with a teasing smile. "HMMMM! Do you think it could be me?" You tease back. 

"Could be!" I answer as I begin to unbutton your shorts.

You gently stop my hands and sit back on your heels as you finish removing your shorts and then take off your sandals. "Ah! Much better!" I whisper as I wrap my hot little hands around your throbbing cock. 

"Oh! Baby doll! I love the feel of your hands on my cock!" you sigh as you close your eyes to immerse yourself in the sensations I am causing.

I slowly pump my hand up and down and watch with satisfaction as you tilt your head back and moan deep in your throat. I stop just long enough to sit up and move so that your gorgeous tool is within easy reach of my hungry mouth. As I slowly engulf your cock in my mouth I hear you whisper "That's my cock hungry wife!" 

I pull off your cock just long enough to say "Well a girl's got to eat!" 

"Then feast away!" You chuckle.

As I bob up and down you slowly lay back so you can enjoy this blow job as much as possible. "Ahhh! Baby," I hear the hitch in your voice and know you are enjoying this as much as I am enjoying it 

"I still can't believe I am the only man you've ever done this for!" You groan sounding extremely pleased with yourself. 

I lick to the head of your cock and swirl my tongue around the very tip before saying, "Yes, You're one lucky man!" 

As I go back to sucking you manage to gasp "You're telling me!" before dissolving in groans of pleasure.

I continue my oral ministrations for a few more minutes before I stop. I hear your ragged breathing as I crawl up to kiss you. "Show me that hot wet pussy." you demand. I turn so that my cunt is easily within your reach and once more my head and mouth are within easy sucking distance of your penis. 

I feel your hand masterfully playing with my clit as I trail kisses up and down your cock. You only play with my clit for a little while before moving on to my sopping pussy. I continue sucking your cock as you begin to pump first one then two fingers in and out of my dripping hole. "MMMM!" I moan around your prick as I feel your fingers pummel me and wish it were your cock.

"That's it! Take that big cock!" You growl as you pump harder and faster with your fingers.

I stop feasting and moan, "Please make love to me! Please!" 

"Say it again Baby doll." you tell me. 

"Make love to me please!" I gasp. 

"MMM! I think I can do that since you asked so nicely." You tell me. As I lay back you move up and kiss me gently on the forehead. 

"I love you so much!" I whisper. 

"I love you more!" You respond. I tilt my head back and sigh as you trail kisses down my throat.

You rub the head of your cock over my furry pussy spreading your pre-cum and making me even messier. Slowly and gently you ease into me until you are buried balls deep. You stop for a few seconds and I just enjoy feeling closer to you then possible any other way. 

I raise my legs and wrap them around your waist as you begin to build up a rhythm. "Ah! That's it! Yes!" I pant as you get faster and deeper. 

"Oh Baby doll! That hot wet pussy feels soooo good!" I just moan in response, too lost in ecstasy to do anything else. 

I bring my legs up to my chest cheerleader style so you can go as deep as possible, I reach up to play with my clit which is so swollen it is standing out proudly from under it's hood. "Oh yeah! Play with that clit Baby doll!" You say when you notice where my hand has strayed.

I smile a sexy smile and dip two fingers in beside your thrusting cock. I scoop some of our mixed juices onto my quivering clit before I flick and pull it. As my fingers fly over my super sensitive nub I gasp and moan and tremble as my climax builds. "That's it Baby doll! Come all over my cock!" 

"Almost!" I gasp. 

"Yesssss!" I scream as I explode soaking you and dripping on to the blanket. I feel you tense and shudder as you reach your climax only seconds after I do. I cling to you as I feel you pump more and more of your seed into my already drowning pussy.

When you finally relax and rest your head on my chest I am slowly coming back to earth. I run my fingers thru your hair and whisper "I love you! My husband!"



A Night on the Beach



Tony wandered aimlessly. The night had covered the sandy beach, and the light from the full moon allowed him to see far enough behind to see footprints disappear into thin air. The crash of the surf against the rocks soothed his bones, and the soft gentle tug of the water against his bare feet lifted his heart. This was by far the most relaxing moment he had experienced all week. Just drifting barefoot along with the curve of the island. It was so freeing. 

As he gazed out in front of him, the light of the moon reflecting off the waves, Tony made out a small figure lounging on a beach towel. He approached nearer and could make out the curve of a woman's body. Now only a few yards away, Tony paused and veered from his ocean path towards the girl. From the moonlight he could make out her features slightly. She was slim, petite, and as best he could tell quite gorgeous. He was now close, close enough to see her eyelids shut and her bare stomach expanding and contracting, her breasts swaying up and down as she breathed in each salty ocean breath. 

She was wearing a green bikini that scantily covered her luscious breasts and the other small piece of cloth covering her precious area was tempting his every thought. She had smooth, curvy legs that were shiny and moist from an earlier swim. 

Tony sat down on the warm sand beside her and settled down laying his back flat. Quietly, but kindly, he whispered "Mahalo." Her eyes crept open and peered over at the man beside her. He was handsome, slightly taller than most. He had long brown hair and a scruffy beard. He wore just swimming trunks. She couldn't help but look at his chest and stomach, which were not chiseled to perfection but definitely sexy.

"Mahalo," she responded in a gentle voice. 

"I couldn't help but notice you out here all alone. Are you all right?" he asked soothingly.

"Yes, I'm just fine. I like the solitude once and awhile."

"I see. But don't you just find the company of someone so much more meaningful and enjoyable though?"

This was so unexpected. He seemed interested, kind, and engaging. She turned her head so it was facing his. She saw his eyes staring right back at her. 

It was a moment to be fully enjoyed. Under the moonlight, on the perfect beach in the perfect place, these two strangers locked eyes and looked deep into each other's souls. And in that most precious of locations, these two knew that this must be fate. No words needed to be expressed. Everything was expressed through emotion, just the raw feeling of desire. 

He wanted her. She felt it. She wanted him back. He couldn't have wanted anything more than that. 

Under the sky of white stars and moonlight, a pair of strangers became lovers. 

Their embraced gaze lasted what seemed like forever. Their wide eyes stared for hours, but only seconds, and soon, his hand was gliding slowly and smoothly over her cheek. He watched his hand stroke her soft skin, and she let her eyes drift back and her eyelids close as she felt his touch upon her skin. 

His firm hand felt like warm heaven upon her cheek. His fingers curled around her chin and then drifted like soft rivers of silk down her neck. His hand reached behind her neck and through her long, thick hair until he stated to pull her towards him. His hand brought him to her, and he leaned his face towards hers. And in moments their open lips met, and, with eyes closed, their tongues mixed together in the most sensual kiss either had experienced their entire lives. His hands became powerful forces of passion as he stroked her soft face and ran fingers through her hair. 

Her tongue swirled around his, and his lips departed hers to be quickly pressed against her cheek in a soft, pleasurable kiss. A trail of sweet pecks surrounded her mouth, cheeks, and neck, until his wet lips took her upper lip between them and he kissed gently. 

She was whisked up into pleasure as he too came with her into an unbelievably relaxing and intimate moment. Their lips crossed paths forever it seemed and the kisses were the start of the most amazing experience of their whole lives. 

It was so sensual and loving although they hardly knew each other. The passion in their souls and the beating in their hearts told them it could be love. Their blood pressures' skyrocketed and they could audibly hear the beating of each other's hearts above the ocean tide surrounding them. 

Tony began to let his hand go lower and lower upon her elegant body. He circled her shoulder with his delicate fingertips and messaged every bit of tension in her back. His hands were acts of God, and she dissolved into ultimate relaxation. After his hands had caressed her entire back, he looped his fingers around the back of her bra and slowly undid the tie until her bra hung loosely against her breasts. 

Such delicate gestures were calm and relaxing to both, but the fiery passion had been building inside of her, and, now, once her bra had been undone, she decided to take things to a more visceral arena, and quicken the pace of this joyous moment.

She placed her arms around his muscular body and rolled him on his side so their bodies were pressed tight together. Then, in a smooth motion she tilted him back on his back, and she held tight so she came with him. She now lay straddled upon him. Her crotch now pressed against his. Their eyes met, him looking upwards deeply into her eyes. She looked down lovingly back. 

She lifted her arms into the air, and her bra slipped quickly from her body to the ground. In the moonlight, Tony looked up onto this woman, her body naked to him. He gazed at her perky, luxurious breasts. They stood firm and small yet so round and gorgeous. Her nipples were erect already from the intensity. After taking her spectacular picture in, he lifted his head upwards and, holding her waist with both hands, took her left breast into his mouth and sucked softly upon her delicious nipple. He encircled her breast with soft kisses and loving licks, and then again took her nipple into his mouth. Soon, Tony took his attention from her one breast to other leaving a soft trail of kisses between. The whole time his tongue massaged her breasts, she was leaning back in ecstasy enjoying the delicate attention he focused upon her lovely breasts. 

His tongue quickened pace and she grew more and more excited. His hands descended lower and lower until they were gripping her ass cheeks firmly in both hands. Although she could only feel his hands through the fabric of her bikini, she couldn't help but become overwhelmingly turned on and almost out of breath. Quickly, her pussy began to wet, and she soon couldn't help her body from rocking slowly back and forth against him. 

With her breasts in his mouth and her body starting to grind against him, Tony started to develop a great desire within his shorts. His cock began to grow and harden, and he joined in the rocking back and forth. Every time her pelvis rubbed against his penis, he grew firmer and firmer and his lips sucked harder and harder. 

Grinding on the beach together, his cock was now so hard that it was becoming difficult to keep it contained within his trunks. As they humped on the sandy beach, she reached her hand down between his legs and squeezed at where she knew his cock would be. When she wrapped her warm hands around his member she could hardly control herself. She felt his incredibly erect cock standing firm out against his body, and it was so erotic for her to feel his manhood in between her small fingers. She could feel his desire all in the grip of her palm.

She was quite impressed with what she found when she let her hand squeeze his package. She let her finger graze softly up and down his tool with only the thin layer of material between her warm fingertips and his fiery erection. Tracing his cock with her finger she was quite pleased by his size, not huge but a well-shaped. To drive him mad, she raised her head from the sand to his ear and licked gently, and then whispered the words she knew would drive him madly, "You have a very nice cock."

At that he let out a deep moan of enjoyment. She let her tongue swerve softly over his outer ear driving him insane. He began to buck his hips erotically into her. She straddled him and let him thrust his cock against her bikini-covered pussy. It was so hot for both of them. Dry humping on the beach, his cock just so close to penetrating her. He wanted her so badly. He wanted his cock surrounded by her tight pussy squeezing his manhood.

Her desire to feel his cock in her hands grew so great. She leaned her head beside his and whispered, "I want your cock in my mouth, baby."

He barely managed to speak out, "Oh baby."

She began to crawl down his body. Her tits swaying as she kneeled farther and farther away. He watched as she departed, slowly lowering herself on his body kissing his chest as she went with soft, delicate, and delicious kisses.

He could feel the warmth of her fingertips slide down his body while she twisted her tongue across his sensitive nipple. And lower still she went until she lay face to face with his erection that stretched ever so much against his swim trunks.

At this level she could see perfectly the outline of his member. The moonlight allowed her to admire his package as it tried to exit its prison of cloth. She was flattered at his visceral desire. He could hardly keep himself in his pants. He wanted her so badly.

She began to nibble at his cock through the thin material. He could feel the saliva of her tongue seep through his shorts and drip across his firm cock. Feeling her soft, biting teeth against his rock, hard erection drove him practically over the edge with passion.

Her pussy was roaring now. This was the most sensual yet sexually liberating experience of her whole life. This man she had never met, the way he looked at her with such want, the way he touched her skin and sent shivers up her spine, the way his massive cock needed her lips. He wanted her for her body, and that made her furiously horny.

He moaned loudly as she softly scratched her fingernails along his lower back, and then she heard another heavenly groan as she looped her fingernails, then her fingertips, then her fingers inside his shorts. He could feel with such sensitive nerves her gentle fingers sliding along his waist, deeper and deeper down his pants.

Her fingers were now trailing across his ass and lifting him up into the air, so she could lower the burden that constrained his cock. He moved with her and raised his body off the sand, and as he did so, she tugged at his trunks. They slid off with ease and finally let his member free. It sprang into view. She could feel his excitement just by glancing at his cock. It was so hard and firm and enormous. It was thick at the base and curved towards his stomach slightly. It thinned as it went higher, but at the top was a large and impressive head that looked so erotic to her. She stared at his tool for a few moments, letting it sink in, wondering what it felt like inside of her mouth, inside of her pussy.

His pants down, he felt a rush of freedom. He looked down and could not believe how erect he was. He felt so hard and turned on. His juices were flowing and the moment could never stop.

She stuck her tongue out and licked against the tip of his cock. His balls tightened immediately as her wet saliva grazed across his dick. She rolled her tongue in circles around him. He would have gotten harder if he were not as erect as humanly possible already. She kissed his head and then slowly parted her lips and took him inside. His cock felt warm and thick in her mouth. She squeezed it with her lips and felt the firm yet soft muscle squirm inside of her. She inched forward into his crotch taking half of him inside her warm, wet mouth. He wanted to explode right there. His body could easily have but he held back. He knew he could make this experience last so much longer. He'd never have something this powerful again.

He lay there on the beach, his swim trunks at his ankles, her mouth fully surrounding his member. She began to work her mouth faster. Swallowing him deeper and deeper, harder and harder. She grabbed his cock with her fist and stroked him as she sucked. His balls tightened closer and closer in towards his body. He just wanted to lean back and come in her mouth.

But, instead, he leaned up forward, the feeling from her sucking making him curl his toes. He rested his hands on her shoulders and caressed her. He held her body and slowed her movement down.

"Baby. Baby, that's so good. I want you to slow down though. I don't want you to make me cum yet. It's your turn anyways."

He grinned at her. She turned her eyes to look at him and let his cock slowly slide out of her mouth seductively. As it exited, saliva dripped off her chin from all the intense lovemaking she had been doing. She grinned too, knowing how good he'd take care of her needs.

He quickly pulled his body away from her and stripped her of any last clothing. She kneeled naked on the hot sand, the moon over head. Quickly he removed the rest of his clothes and they both sat naked so close. He admired her body. She was just as sexy as he pictured her. Her tits were delicious as they hung unsupported. Her pussy was hidden beneath her tender, firm, long legs.

He moved towards her with lips opening and they met in a long, tangled embrace. He kissed her like he could never kiss a woman again. It was long, and lovely. After he broke the kiss from her she sat there almost star struck. This evening was going so much better than she could have ever pictured.

He moved back in towards her and she slightly parted her lips expecting another long kiss, but his lips did not meet hers, and she was not disappointed. His warm cheek was against hers and his lips were kissing, sucking, worshipping her neck, her chin, her ears, her shoulders.

He kissed and licked and nibbled her everywhere sending her squirming and swiveling on the ground. She was out of control in passion. He leaned over her and she fell softly onto the sand, her body facing up towards his. He got on top of her and kept his kissing. His lips were like soft, warm heaven.

He started to trickle his kisses down her body, like soft, spectacular rain that soothingly switch-backed down her body towards her passionate area. His lips licked and kissed her neck and chest and her breasts. He circled her nipples again and kissed, but only for a few moments. His journey was clear and not staying anywhere for too long. Her tummy was next. So much soft kisses she could hardly keep herself from grabbing his head and pressing him into her pussy.

Finally, finally, his mouth was nearing her slit. He kissed above her pelvis, then at it. Then the sides of her hips, and he neared inside. Delicate, soft, sending delectable thrills of emotion through her nerves.

Soon she could feel the hot warm breath on her region. His lips were just centimeters away. And then, he buried himself in her snatch. He parted her legs and went to work on her pussy. She could not believe it. Heaven was appearing around her. His lips were working wonders as he swirled his tongue around her hot clitoris. His fingers squeezed at her ass. He pushed his tongue deep in her cunt and let his nose tickle her clit. She threw her head back and her body was sweating. She started to ride his face. Thrusting her hips into him. Desiring more and more.

Wanting it to last forever but come right away.

He quickened his pace and lapped at her pussy with furious swirls. She started to moan, and he reached at her tits with both hands as she wrapped her legs around his face and held him tight to her body. She kept moaning, and started to breathe more heavily. 

"Fuck me. Please. Do it now. I'm so close to coming. And I want you inside me when I do."

He could not have wanted anything more. Quickly, at the instant she requested him, he moved his face away from her pussy. He spread her legs wide around his body and placed his crotch near hers. His cock was still as erect as before. Being so turned on from his pussy licking adventure had kept him ready the entire time. He let some saliva drip from his mouth and drop on his cock. With one hand he spread the lubrication around his cock. And then inched towards her.

She leaned back as she felt the heat from his cock against her thighs. Tempting her, he moved his cock head closer towards her pussy along her thigh. He was so turned on that pre-cum was dripping out of his cock rubbing against her inner thigh.

And finally his cock was against her pussy. Just so close. They could both feel each other near. He lowered his head to hers and kissed her like he did before. It was so deep and loving and sensual. And as the kiss was about to break apart, he slipped his cock inside of her. Slowly he worked it into her. Feeling her tight cunt wrap around his cock. He felt the warmth and tight circle squeeze around him.

He felt spectacular inside of her. His hard member was pressing deep into her and hitting all of her spots. She let go and just enjoyed his presence in her. She felt her pussy walls squeeze against him and work him. She tried to add to his pleasure by flexing and unflexing, flexing and unflexing. It worked. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he moaned incredibly. She knew she would do that again to make him cum. She knew that she only needed to do that a few times and he would cum when she wanted him. All she needed to do was time that with her orgasm.

They looked into each other's eyes. Their bodies tight together, they fucked hard on the beach under the moonlight. It was erotic and romantic and sensual and sexual. And they both could hardly keep from cumming.

She reached her hands around him and squeezed his ass pulling him into her more. He shot his hips hard into her and pressed his cock as deep as he could go inside her. His balls buried up against her ass. His cock completely disappeared inside her pussy. He looked down and moaned at the beautiful sight of his cock swallowed up by her pussy. He started to move faster and faster, pounding her harder and harder. They were both moaning and screaming now. She ran her fingernails up his back, and he let his mouth suck on her tits that were pressed tightly together giving him the most beautiful view to look at while his cock was worked off by her pussy.

She stared up at this man, this romantic beautiful man with his cock pushed deep inside her. And she watched as he fucked her. She watched as he held himself up against her. His chest looking muscular and tight. She watched as he stared at her breasts and his eyes rolled back. And she just felt the amazing feeling in her pussy from having him fuck her. 

He sped up so fast that she moaned loudly. He was suddenly putting every ounce of energy into banging her pussy with ungodly speed and force. At that very moment, with his cock furiously fucking in and out of her, his balls loudly slapping against her asshole, and her nipples erect and being pleasurably licked by his tongue, that she felt her orgasm build.

She knew it was coming. And she wanted him to come with her. She thought he had to be close. The way he was going at her must mean he was about to cum soon.

Her orgasm was so close to her that she squeezed his legs and ass with her hands and began to flex her pussy around his huge cock inside of her. She flexed and unflexed around him as he drilled in and out of her.

Not only was he so close to cum from just fucking this beauty, but she was now gripping his cock from inside and squeezing him in and out. It was unbelievable. He knew his balls were about to unload.

Simultaneously they both arched their heads out towards the other and took one another's mouths together. They kissed so passionately. And with his cock deep in her, and her pussy doing wonders to him, and his cock rubbing against her spots, they both let go and fell deep into orgasm. 




A Night on the Beach



Screams, moans, heavy breathing, faces red with desire and passion. His balls were so tight to his body as he pumped rope after rope of orgasmic cum into her. And feeling the spurt and splash of cum inside of her doubled and tripled her orgasm. She was out of breath as the hot spread of orgasm filled her body and let every muscle go. He throbbed inside of her as the last streams of cum dripped out of him, buried deep within her.

Finally it subsided. Out of breath and energy they both let their bodies fall to the sand collapsing beside each other. They cuddled together, their bodies in so much warm, sensual contact. His cock was limp and lay against his stomach and her pussy was moaning and dripping from the amazing orgasm. 

They lay together, arms wrapped around each other. The most amazing orgasm they had both ever felt still lay present around them. They were both covered in sweat and pussy juice and cum. The smell of sex lingered in the air and soon the ocean water washed against their bodies. They fell asleep naked on the sand. The soothing motion of the serf cradled their bodies as they cuddled together.

They fell asleep with memories of orgasm fresh in their minds.



A Night On The Beach



The last of the sunlight faded at the horizon with shimmers of silver across the water as they walked along the beach. They were about a mile from their hotel where they started. The scene was typical of a movie; the couple walking hand in hand and overdressed for a beach stroll, the sunset, the sandpipers running along the water line. They decided to head the opposite direction and continue their walk heading towards their hotel and Quinn's, the little Tiki Bar just off the beach.

This was their first trip together to the ocean, the last stretch of beach on the gulf coast of Florida, north of Key West. It was warm and breezy just like he imagined it would be. He stopped to pick up a shell that caught his eye. As he stood up he noticed her dress was being carried by the wind, almost as if to tease him. She let it float in the failing light, knowing that there was no one nearby and enjoying the anonymity of their surroundings. He could just make out the black thong he caught in fleeting glimpses as the coastal breeze played with her dress. Even though he had watched her getting dressed that afternoon, and knew there was a matching black bra still hidden by the flowing dress she wore to dinner, it was more exciting to see her like this. 

They had been together for nearly two decades. Children, nearly raised and on their own, bills to pay, arguments to apologize for, and all the trappings of daily life. For all their routines, they never lost sight of their love and attraction for each other. Now in his mid 40s, he felt like he had finally grown into the man he was meant to be. He never understood how he was so lucky to have found her, let alone have her fall in love with him and spend their lives together. She was 6 years younger but seemed more like a girl in her 20s. Not just her appearance, but her lust for life. They found themselves getting more into sex and erotica now that their focus was more as a couple and less as parents.

He returned to her side and instead of reaching for her hand, he helped to control the lift of her dress. He controlled it by cupping his hand gently under her bottom.

"I just want make sure you don't catch a chill." He said with a smile.

"Ahhh, I see. What would I ever do without you?" She replied, also smiling.

"You'd be left to pass the time with a vibrator instead of a fine specimen of manhood like me." He said, puffing out his chest in his best impersonation of a chiseled body builder. This was comical because he wasn't fat but he was far from anything that looked like a body builder.

"Mmmmm, my vibrator..." She whispered, as she gazed across the ocean.

"Hey! I'm right here you know." He feigned hurt.

They both began to laugh and then exchanged a quick kiss as the moon created a slight halo of light around the dark condos to their left. 

Continuing their walk it was she who fell behind slightly as she stopped for a moment. He assumed it was because she saw a shell or something of interest. When she caught back up to him, she pushed something into his pants pocket.

"Hold on to these for me." She said.

He reached into his pocket and felt the unmistakable texture of her lace thong. He immediately found it harder to walk as his blood was redirected from his brain to his penis. She took advantage of his change in gait to walk ahead of him again and yet again the breeze playfully raised her dress. This time however, he was unable to see as much because of the lack of contrast from the missing thong. Only one thing to do! He thought as he quickened his step. He caught up to her and as the dress floated up he quickly returned his hand to her bottom. Now there was no cloth between his hand and her and she shuddered at the slight chill of his hand on her butt. She dropped her hand to feel if he was hard although she instinctively knew the answer.

He looked up and down the beach to see if anyone else was around. Just as before, they were nearly alone, except for a few other couples more than a hundred yards away and seeming to be heading away from them. He took her in his arms and kissed her deeply. She melted into him as she returned his kiss. Their lips sealed themselves together as their tongues began to caress each other. His hands moved down and worked the dress up and out of the way so that he could explore her skin as they kissed. She felt him, rock hard, through his pants. Their lips parted as he kissed his way down her neck. She peeled her dress from her shoulders and flipped her strapless bra down to give him unbridled access to her eager nipples. 

His mouth trailed down and caught her right nipple. She tossed her head back and held his bald head close to her chest as she felt his tongue swirl in circles. She loved the way he tried to devour her breasts, one at a time. She felt a tingle radiate down her body and between her legs. She could feel her growing wetness and wanted to be touched, or kissed, or bitten but down there. He could feel her legs spread slightly which conveyed her plight.

He lowered her to the sand and continued to make a snack of her beautiful breasts. His hands were pushing her dress up to expose her warm wet lips to the sweet ocean wind. This is what she wanted. She felt his fingers slide up and down her thighs as her nipples were repeatedly nibbled by his mouth. She alternated between caressing and clutching his head as she felt the fire build inside her. As his hands moved to her inner thighs, she parted her legs to give him unrestrained access to her wanting, moist mound. He worked to tease and prolong her anticipation.

As his nibbles progressed to sucking love bites to her erect nipples she moved her hips to try and steer his finger towards her moist fire. His fingers brushed lightly against her inner thighs and retreated. He knew she wouldn't stand for that very long. He was right.

"Touch my clit." She managed to breath. 

He was stunned at her direct request. She never talked that way let alone demanded where to be touched. "Soon." He said between bites

He slid his fingers up her legs and gently stroked past her moist lips. He then pressed his palm against her mound as his fingers gently pulled back on the hood over her clit. She moaned as she finally got the attention she needed. His fingers expertly worked down to her lips and spread them open. She felt the warm coastal breezes lick at her lips and clit. As nice as that was, she wanted his tongue to do the same.

She wasn't disappointed. His loves bites subsided as he began to kiss his way south. She was almost thrusting against his hand in anticipation of his mouth finding its way to her aching honey pot. At last, his lips found hers. He flicked her lips with his tongue and then slid it deep inside her. Her juice was flowing and sweet. Her hips rolled up to take him deeper inside. His long tongue curled and stroked her, deeply and gently. He slid it out and up against her swollen clit. She trembled with her first orgasm. Her sweet nectar ran across his tongue as she shuddered. Her legs clamped shut against his ears. Her head carved a depression into the sand as she tossed back and forth.

He looked around to see if anyone saw them. He thought he saw movement at a darkened window of the condo tower they were in front of. This fueled the excitement. He loosened his pants and slid them from his hips. She rolled to her side as he pulled his hard cock from his boxers and ground it into her ass cheeks as he moved into position behind her. She lifted leg slightly to ease his access and his cock followed the slippery path straight to her waiting pussy. She gasped as he gently pushed inside. He didn't need any short strokes to get lubed enough to go deep inside her. She was so wet from his attention that his penis was coated with her warm, slippery juices immediately. 

He kissed her neck and cupped her breasts. She ground against him trying to take him even deeper. She felt his hips grind against her ass with each thrust. His hand moved to her neck as he felt every inch of her that he could. As he touched her lips with his fingers, her mouth gently sucked him in. As if she were sucking his cock she began to stroke his finger with her tongue. She was bobbing her head slightly and circling the tip of his slender finger with her tongue in anticipation of what she intended to do with his cock when her pussy was done with its mission.

Her fever became more intense and she stopped sucking the imaginary cock so that she could breathe. He was thrusting deeper and faster, no longer controlling anything about what was going on. They were simply two animals in heat under the waxing moonlight with the waves of the ocean lapping against the shore a few yards away.

His thrusts stopped when he pushed deep. She clenched with the feeling of his orgasm exploding inside her. This was just enough intensity and pressure on her clit to release an even more intense climax of her own. His entire body was ultra sensitive. When she trashed a bit as she came it sent him into a spasm fit which fueled the fire of her own intense feelings. They lay there twitching for a moment and then began to laugh at their uncontrollable responses to each other.

As the realization of where they were slowly washed over them, they looked to see if they were still alone. There was a couple approaching, perhaps 50 yards away. They hoped that they were sheltered from being discovered by becoming a part of the surrounding beach. He worked to compose himself and zip up his pants while she quickly flipped her bra back into position and slipped her dress back onto her shoulders.

The couple approached to within about 15 yards when they seemed to realize that there was another couple lying on the sand. They changed their path slightly to give them their privacy and continued their walk but a little closer to the ocean.

Knowing there was no longer any reason to remain still, they stood up, brushed all the sand they could from their clothes and began walking towards the hotel and the bar.

"I need a cigarette!" she said

"Me too!" he replied.

As they began to walk he caught a glimpse of a light appearing in a condo window on the 3rd floor. There was a silhouette in the window for a brief moment of a man waving his arms obviously telling someone to turn out the light so he wouldn't be detected. 

The other couple stopped walking and blended into one form, silhouetted by the ocean. Soon they melted into the beach.

The condo owner was having a very eventful night.



A Night on the Beach



My hands ran over your body, as I cuddled you tightly, telling you that nothing would ever shock you again. I whispered in your ear for the go ahead and you nodded, I began to run my hands slowly down your body. Reaching your thighs and slowly running my fingers down them, I moved my hand up your dress to massage the inside of your thigh. I did it slowly, starting on the inside of your knee and moving inwards towards your body. I reached your groin area and stopped movement but I left it lingering. 

I began to kiss you passionately, slipping my tongue inside your mouth and stroked your tongue with mine. Your hands ran down my body, unbuckling my belt and pulling it off. I concentrated on kissing you, my hand stroked your cheek and I gazed into your eyes. Your eyes widened as your hands went down my trousers and you felt my penis. It was large and was beginning to harden as I felt your presence. I stopped making out with you and moved down to your neck, I began to kiss it slowly and deliberately and with my hand I began to rub you intimately through the panties. My lips scoured over your neck in search of pressure points as I listened carefully to your reactions. 

I heard you moan slightly and I began to nibble on your neck roughly, your moans became louder and louder. My fingers began to feel slightly wet as I continued to rub you through your underwear. I stopped briefly to unzip your dress, it tumbled to your feel and I lifted you out of it. I unlatched your bra with expertise and you quickly followed by pulling my trousers down and throwing them away into the wet sand. You giggled and I pulled you on top of me. I ripped my shirt off and bent you over my lap, spanking you for being naughty. You began to moan and I watched your firm bum begin to get pink from the sting of my slaps. 

I fell onto my back, pulling you over me and began to suck your nipple hard, feeling it harden quickly in my mouth. I licked against the nipple which had some resistance now it had hardened. I licked with the tip of my tongue and licked with ferocious accuracy and speed. My fingers slipped under your panties as I did so. I familiarised myself with your pussy and began to massage your clit whilst rubbing your lips with my finger and thumb. 

I did this for a couple of minutes, the pleasure was in your eyes. I slid three fingers in immediately, shocking you, I moved up and was just on the flesh under your clit, you began to moan louder now, it was a tender seductive spot and your breathing became heavier and heavier. I stopped, pulled out my fingers and made you lick the juices off. 

I stood up and you stayed knelt on the sand looking up at me, I pulled my boxers down and you immediately handled my penis, you struggled as you hadn't had one as big as me before but you soon got used to it. You lifted it gently and slowly licked the head with the tip of your tongue. Your hand cupped my testicles and you began to squeeze and rub them, giving me a testicle massage whilst you pulled on my penis. The delicate head coming to the surface. You opted to put it in your mouth and you gagged a little as it filled your mouth but you began to suck and then lick. The pleasure was intolerable, I wanted to ejaculate so much but I held it together. I pulled out of your mouth and climbed on top of you, I began to slide myself into you; using your saliva for lubrication. 

I started slowly and quickly gained speed, power and depth, you screamed louder and louder. I became faster and faster and the depth was unbelievable. My testicles slapped against your ass as I continued to thrust into you. I felt a surge of warm moisture over my penis and as I pulled out, I saw a glaze of juices which weren't my own. I shuffled back slightly and placed my penis between your boobs. Your juices were now the lubrication as you squeezed your boobs together and moved up and down, the need and urge to ejaculated increased greatly. I slid down your body and used my fingers to widen your lips, I began to lick and eat you out. My mouth filled with juices and I swallowed it at once...

I lifted your knees and indicated for you to go on them, I stood and admired how you looked when you were on your hands and knees, I knelt behind you and began to slide myself inside you, anally penetrating you. I started hard and slid a finger in your pussy at the same time, I got a fast smooth rhythm and you were screaming my name, I carried on moving harder and harder. You were begging for me to stop but I didn't. I kept on going and going, your ass was red raw as I began to spank you at the same time. My penis was stinging and felt dead but I kept going, my head inflated with cum. It burned to keep it in..

I withdrew and you were back on your knees facing me, I stood in front of you and began to ejaculate, I sprayed the cum all over your face and boobs, you licked your lips and began to lick up all the cum on your face before stooping slightly to lick it off your boobs. The night on the beach was over.



A Night On The Greek Tiles



After a night of revelry both Danielle and Sue had been too busy, and tipsy, to notice the looks that they had been getting from a group of young men. By the time they got outside and into the night air, the two of them could hardly stand! Three young men approached them, offering to escort them to their accommodation.

"No thanks, we don't need any help," remarked Sue, before falling flat on her face.

"Now, now, no need to be ungracious," countered Danielle.

Two of the men picked Sue up and supported her, holding onto her as she walked, in an attempt to keep her upright. The other put his arm around Danielle, as if to steady her. It took them a few moments to walk the short journey to the girls' apartment. Once inside, the two lads that were supporting Sue led her into one of the bedrooms and then laid her on a bed. One of them left the room, while the other fetched her a jug of water and a glass.

"Drink a couple of glasses of this before you go to sleep. It will help your head in the morning," he said, holding a full glass out towards Sue.

"I can't," she replied.

"Yes, you can; you'll thank me for it in the morning."

Reluctantly, she did as she was told and then fell asleep. He waited a while, making sure that she wasn't going to be sick, then gently covered her with a light blanket and left the room.

"Hi Spiros, where's Nikos?" he asked, as he entered the communal room.

"I don't know!" came the reply.

"They both called out Nikos's name, but there was no answer. The two of them gave each other a concerned look, before heading towards the room that they thought Danielle was in.

As they entered, they spotted Danielle lying on the bed. She was on her back with no panties on. Her skirt was up around her waist, and she appeared to be asleep. Nikos was at the side of the bed trying to extract his legs from his trousers. "No!" they both exclaimed together, as they grabbed him and dragged him away.

"I thought that I was going to get some cock tonight," Danielle's voice boomed. "Oh well, I suppose I'll have to do it myself." She parted her legs, dampened her fingers in her mouth, and then proceeded to masturbate in the full view of everyone!

A heated debate in Greek began to take place, lasting a full two or three minutes. During this time, all eyes were firmly fixated on Danielle's right hand and her agile fingers.

"If you can't make up your minds which of you it's to be, why don't you all take it in turns? Better still, you could all pleasure me at the same time!" she purred.

Within a very short space of time the bedroom floor was covered in men's clothing. All three of them satiated her every whim throughout the early hours. They kissed her, caressed her, licked her, and made love to her. The lads did everything that they possibly could to please Danielle, but the finale topped it all.

One of them was lying on his back, while she was seated in the 'reverse cowgirl' position (back towards him). He grabbed her torso, and pulled her back down towards him. She became aware that someone else was pushing their head into the front of her groin, and mouthing her clitoris. The feeling was absolutely exquisite. Before long, this lad had moved up her body and was squeezing his manhood into a cavity that already appeared to be fully inhabited as far as Danielle was concerned! She was now being sandwiched and hammered from both sides.

A hand wrapped around her right wrist and guided it to the unemployed erection, but Danielle's mind was concentrated on the two erections already inside her and the fact that they were sliding up and down against each other. Having two men inside her vagina at the same time was a sensation that would stick in Danielle's mind forever. It all seemed so disgustingly dirty, which made it all the more delicious.

The lad on top started kissing her hard, while the one underneath squeezed her breasts from behind. Finally, as both lads stiffened and spurted their hot cream up inside her at the same time, Danielle experienced an earth-shattering orgasm.

The apartment was silent and bathed in sunlight when the three figures finally slunk out. Danielle snuggled down amid the smells of perspiration and sex and finally fell asleep.



A Night on the Patio



I stepped out of the shower and walked into the bedroom. Even with all of the windows open, the apartment felt like a brick oven. I tossed the towel onto the floor and lay face down on the bed. My husband calls me a spoiled California girl. I can't stand cold weather; I can't tolerate hot weather. It had been blazing hot all week, and it was still in the low 90s late into the night. I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't want to do anything but lay still and try to stay cool. 

Jay came into the bedroom and saw my limp figure sprawled on the bed. "Being a little dramatic, are we? You are such a wimp. It's not that hot." He stripped to his boxers. 

"Well, if it's not that hot, why are you just wearing your boxers?" 

He grinned in response and jumped on the bed to flex his biceps. I rolled my eyes and tried to get him with a pillow. I admired the entire length of his lean body. Even after five years of marriage, he still made me horny. Tall, broad shoulders, hard torso, long legs. He had played Division I Basketball, a point guard until he got bad tendonitis in his junior year. He still kept himself in shape, and he liked to flaunt it. Light blue eyes accentuated his clean cut features and sweet smile. Even though he was 31, he looked like he was still in his early 20s.

Even though he looked good enough to eat, it was just too damn hot. It almost seemed like he was more frisky than usual. He seemed to enjoy the heat. What a freak. 

He complained, "C'mon, you can't just lay there buck naked and expect me to be still." He pointed at the prominent bulge peeking from his boxers. "This is your fault."

"Just look, but don't touch." I stretched on the bed, arching my back for added effect. 

Jay lay down next to me and stared at my figure. "You tease," he said. He leaned closer. "Hey, you shaved. Whoa." 

"Yeah." My fingers rubbed my hairless pussy. "I was just trying to neaten things up, and I made a mistake. I had to shave it all off or it would look lopsided. Do you like it?"

"It's different." He lay his head close to my stomach. "Yeah, actually I think I like it." 

He wasn't touching me, but I couldn't help feeling a hint of excitement. I loved being nude in front of my husband. If I had to describe myself, I would say that I'm cute. Nothing spectacular, not a beauty queen, just a petite Asian woman who just turned 27. I had shoulder length dark hair that I kept straight. I worked out four times a week to maintain a size 6 figure. Because I'm so short (5'1'') I didn't like have any extra pounds. Even though my butt was a bit on the small side, I made up for it with natural C-cups. I received a fair amount of male attention, and I didn't mind that one bit.

Jay called me an unusual combo - a petite Asian with big boobs. On our second date, he had the nerve to ask me if they were real. Lucky for him that I thought he was cute enough to eat. Years later I was still laughing at his silly little jokes. That's what kept us together - laughter and fabulous sex. 

Jay got off the bed and walked onto our patio. I thought he might be annoyed with me, so I decided to let him steam by himself. It was too hot to argue. He came back a few moments later and said "Let's sit on the patio. The breeze feels nice and cool." 

"Okay." I reached for a t-shirt by the bed, and he stopped me.

"Just come outside like that. It's almost midnight, and there's no one outside."

I paused. "What if someone sees?"

"Where's your sense of adventure?" He winked. "Besides it's really dark out, we're covered by those branches, and there's only that one couple in the other building who could possibly see us. They don't even have any kids or anything like that. It's just way too hot to be cooking inside the apartment."

I couldn't argue with his logic. We were on the top floor of a 3 story apartment building. Because the units were rather small, most of the other residents were either young singles or couples. We picked the place because we didn't want to hear too many rugrats running around. We weren't ready to start a family yet, and screaming kids gave me a migraine. All the units had a nice balcony with plenty of space for a small cookout during the summer. Our own patio balconey had two beach chairs and a small coffee table. There was plenty of shade available, and there was little chance of being seen by nosy neighbors. If anyone were peeking over, they would probably just get a view of our heads. 

Jay knew I was thinking about it. He kneeled next to the bed and kissed me on the neck. His blue eyes twinkled. "C'mon, don't be such a prude."

"A prude?!" I tried to hit him with a pillow but he ducked. I hated when he said that. He thought I was a prude because I didn't like to wear revealing clothes. He always bought tight outfits for me, but I only wore them in the comforts of our bedroom. I didn't think that was being a prude. I had lots of kinky fantasies inside my head. Of course I never acted out on any of them, but still. 

"Okay, let's go then." I got off the bed and wrapped myself in a towel. Anything was better than cooking in a hot apartment. The thought of being nude in semi-public did excite me a little. I had never done anything like that before, and I always wanted to try something new. 

Jay laughed and practically skipped onto the balcony. He set our chairs close together and seated himself in the one closer to the railing. The breeze felt so nice against my skin and wet hair. I tossed my dark strands, and Jay said I looked like a model in a hair commercial. I leaned back in my chair and enjoyed the still night for a while. 

I held his hand, and he turned his head towards me. I was going to make the first move for a change. I shrugged my shoulders, and the wrapped towel fell away from my breasts. Jay's mouth fell open, and he glanced around to see if any other eyes were watching. The moon highlighted my pale skin and dark nipples. I took his hand and placed it on my bare breasts. He caressed my skin, and I leaned over for a kiss. I rubbed my chest against his arm, and he moaned into my mouth. The cold air made my nipples feel hard and sensitive. He broke the kiss and took my left nipple into his mouth. I rubbed the back of his neck as he sucked, licked, and teased both of my nipples. I eased the towel lower until I was completely nude. I knew that no one could see us, but I still felt a little paranoid. I told myself that it was too dark to see anything more than our silhouettes. Even if they did, it felt too good to be sitting out in the open like that. 

Jay leaned back for a breather and massaged his cock. I knew I was wet, and I wanted him right away. Yet I didn't want to rush the moment. I leaned back in my chair and ran my hands lightly over my body. He watched the show while stroking himself through his boxers. I massaged my breasts, teasing my nipples. I imagined that there was a small audience watching me. I wondered if the young couple in the other building might be looking. I slipped one hand between my legs and played with my clit. I pictured the young man standing behind his woman, rubbing his cock into her bottom as they both watched secretly. As I fingered myself, he might bend her over, slipping his cock deep into her waiting pussy. I was so aroused that my clit felt hot beneath my fingers. 

Jay's hard-on peeked from the slit in his boxers. I got up and placed the towel between his legs. I kneeled on the towel and tugged his boxers off. I slid him deep into my mouth, and he groaned loudly. I paused to shush him and started to suck his hard, long cock. I used my hand to stroke his shaft while sucking his head really hard. I sat back and admired the way his entire length glistened. Hard, smooth, thick...I wet my hand and stroked him, long strokes of the shaft, wrapping my fingers around his head. He writhed in the chair, and I suppressed a giggle. The great thing about a long term relationship is that you know exactly how to drive your partner crazy.

I wrapped my lips tighter around his cock. He always said he loved watching my small lips working him. I changed my movements from long, slow strokes to quick, hard sucks. His balls felt tight in my hand, and I felt his hand pushing at my head. Pushing me away. He didn't want to cum right away. 

Jay pulled me up and onto his lap. He nuzzled my neck, and I fell into his warm embrace. I felt his heart pounding, echoing my own. He pressed his face into my breasts, and I squirmed in his lap. I felt his hard cock pressing against my bottom, and I ground myself into him. He sighed, and his hand slipped between my legs. "Ohmygod, you are so wet." 

I blushed. The heat, being outside, his excitement...everything made me so wet that my upper thighs were moist. I moaned as two warm fingers slid deep inside me. I thought I would melt all over him. I felt like I would just burst into flames, sizzling from lust and desire. 

As if reading my mind, Jay drew me into his arms and stood up. Cradling me, he entered the apartment and lay me on the bed. He lay beside me and kissed me gently. His lips lightly teased mine, his tongue lazily licking my mouth. I writhed with anticipation and wrapped my fingers around his hard-on. He was taking his time, and it was driving me crazy. I kissed him hard, my tongue working inside his mouth. I sucked his lower lip, ground my lips into his. He responded with the same type of heat, and we sucked each others mouths like horny teenagers. I spread my legs for him, and he didn't need any further invitation.

He rolled on top of me and touched my wet pussy with his fingertips. I felt the tip of his hard cock press against me, searching for my opening. I lifted my hips up and felt his hard cock against me. With one smooth stroke, he pushed his entire length inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he responded with long, slow thrusts. I had my first orgasm when he ground his pelvis into me, driving his cock into my core. I had my second orgasm when he reached down with one hand to squeeze my nipples. After that, I lost track. 

I clutched his butt with both hands, as his movements became quicker, harder, more intense. Our hips slapped together in a haphazard rhythm. His cock felt warm and solid, filling every inch of me. I moaned into his ear, licking his earlobe as he pumped me hard. I felt the crinkly hair around his crotch become wet everytime I came. The mattress groaned from the frenzied pace, and I worried that our bed would collapse. He tried to prop most of his weight on his elbows, but I kept pulling him closer to me. I wanted to feel every inch of his body pressing into mine. I told him that I wasn't going to break and that I didn't want him to hold back. He responded by pounding harder into me, his pelvis hammering against my sensitive clit. I tried hard not to scratch my nails down his back, but I couldn't help it. 

I couldn't tell who was moaning more loudly. He often teased me about being so vocal during sex, but he was making quite a commotion. I felt he was getting close, and I clutched his hot, hard body tighter. I nibbled his earlobe and whispered, "I want to feel your cum inside me." 

It didn't take much more. He pressed his entire cock inside me. I clutched his butt with my hands as he lunged into me over and over. He stuck his tongue in my ear and groaned. I felt his cock pumping inside me. I felt his warmth fill me, and hot cum dripped out of me and onto the damp sheets. He collapsed on top of me, and I held him close. We were both covered with sweat, and the air felt thick with our heat. I felt sticky, hot, worn, and used. Yet, the heat didn't bother me anymore.



A Night on the Town



I walked into the bar and took in the atmosphere. Whilst early in terms of a night, at ten the place was beginning to fill up and the DJ was getting into his stride pumping out tunes which soon had the small dance floor packed to capacity. The dance floor was full of what appeared to be student types all dressed up to the nines for a night out on cheap beer and good music.

I saw her briefly from my spot by the corner of the bar, I was looking over the railing which ran around the edge of the raised bar area. She had dark hair, shoulder length and what appeared to be a firm body, and her breasts were pert straining against the tight black top she wore. It was one of those sheer types that showed me she was wearing what appeared to be a corset underneath. Her miniskirt was black leather casting a subdued reflection from the lights above. I couldn’t see her legs now, bar a brief glimpse of fishnet, but she was hot and definitely my type.

The music changed and I returned to the bar for a top up. When I turned around I could no longer see her. “Damn,” I thought to myself. She was hot and I’d lost her amongst the throng. Just then I felt a prod in my ribs, I turned around cautiously in case it was some knucklehead who’d drunk too much and was looking to end his night out with some bottle bravado. I was pleasantly surprised when who should it be but the mysterious dancer.

“You were watching me,” she said. Her accent had a slight Irish tinge to it.

“Maybe I was,” I replied playing it coyly with a wry smile and a raised eyebrow. She was even better close up; her corset I could now see was of boned velvet looking material, her eyes blue. Finally I cast my gaze down and I got to see her legs. She was a little shorter than my six feet but then I realised it was her heeled boots that gave her the extra height. They were of the fashion currently en-vogue in England with thin sectioned heels but slightly wider across the section. They gripped her calves accentuating the curves finishing just about knee height with a faux buckle at the top on the outside. “You move well and, if I may be so forward, you look so hot!” In for a penny in for a pound, it wasn’t often I got chance to talk to a girl this hot and I wasn’t going to lose the opportunity.

Her reply was short and full of self-confidence, “I know!”

Wow, I love it when girls are confident and come onto blokes so this was looking like being a great night. “Steve!” she leant forward and whispered “I’m Janet.” We swapped small talk and beers, all the while I was trying to get a quick look at her boots, they were driving me wild as she bobbed her feet up and down as we talked. It soon got around to that time of the night when the music went slow and the dance floor filled up with couples for a last dance before heading home.

We moved onto the dance floor and slept into the nearest gap we could find and began to dance. Her hands were on my hips, and mine on hers. Gradually we got closer and our hands began to wander, it was at this point I found out she was wearing suspenders as I felt the catch on the side of her leg. She by now was nuzzling my neck and grinding against me. We parted our heads and brought them back together locking lips before we opened our seal allowing our tongues to meet and explore each other’s mouths.


We held each other close on the way out and she asked if I was ready for the night to end or fancied moving on elsewhere. “Sure, why not.” I hadn’t got her number yet and there was no way I was going to lose a girl like this. We dived into the nearest cab and she leant over to the driver and told him where to go. I didn’t hear where she said but she sat back next to me on the bench seat and nuzzled her head next to mine. Her leg came over mine and started rubbing subtly up the inside of my calf through the soft leather of her boot. We kissed my tongue running around the edges of her lips and teeth.

The taxi pulled up outside a small non-descript row of shops, she leant forwards and paid the driver before we hopped out. Being the gent I am I offered to pay for the taxi but she was having none of it. She looked at me running her fingers across my chest and said, “I didn’t think there was much point in going on to another club.” With a wicked smile she continued, “We can make our own entertainment.” She leaned forward and gave me a quick peck before approaching one of the doors between the shops.

We entered and went up a small flight of steps. She turned on the light to the lounge it had a dimmer switch and kept it fairly low. “Make yourself at home.”

I took my leather jacket off and sat down on the sofa. The lounge was fairly well decorated, nothing over the top just clean and presentable. Pictures of rock bands were in glass frames around the room, one caught my eye. A band from the early nineties called Vixen, all female and well known for wearing boots at the time. Hmm maybe she really is a rock chick I thought.

Janet reappeared minus the short leather jacket she had been wearing. I now saw how firm her body was accentuated by her corset. She handed me a bottle of beer but to be honest it was the last thing on my mind now, god she was so hot. “I see you like my pictures,” she said.

“Yes, nicely done,” I replied before I took a swig on my beer.

“Thanks,” she replied.

I placed my beer on the side table and turned towards her, lifting her chin up with my finger before placing a kiss on her lips. She responded and returned the favour before our embrace deepened as our tongues entwined our hands searching each other. We somehow seemed to find the sofa and leant back into it. Janet moved herself to sit on my lap. I’m sure she could feel the rising in my loins. I started to let my hands wander, caressing her neck and breasts. I slowly untied the knot of her black sheer top letting it fall off behind her. I began to play with her breasts through her corset slowly rubbing them with my thumbs.

She started to massage my neck and shoulders while she still probing my mouth with her tongue. I found the tie at the back of her corset and gently pulled the knot undone. Janet sensing my keenness to get to her charms beneath untied the knot behind her neck as well allowing me to un-knot and pull the corset away, her breasts a firm handful with nipples a deep pink and very proud. I gently kissed them in turn before giving each of them a slight nibble and suck. She gasped as I did this. “God you’re making me wet,” she whispered.

“Good! If it’s any consolation you’re making me hard,” I replied. She checked and then grasped me a bit harder before giving up on subtlety and releasing my now engorged member from its hiding place. She lowered herself to the floor pinning my legs apart with hers before bending over to take me into her mouth. She had a firm but gentle touch exploring up and down with her mouth in a slow sensual fashion as opposed to the fast get it over style you may have seen in a porno. I was in heaven and as she came up for air you could see a slight drip of pre-cum leaking from the end. Janet leaned forward and gently licked it off.

Never one to only receive and not return the pleasure I gently pushed Janet backwards onto the floor before standing. I kicked off my shoes and trousers before kneel across her chest. She leant forward eager to take me again but I pushed her head back. “I like to do both.” She nodded her reply smiling. I turned around and lifted the front of her leather mini skirt. Her thong was black and lacy. I pulled this to one side before slowly massaging her clit with my finger. Her juices came flooding through as I felt the now continuing sucking of my cock. I leaned forward and brought her knees up so her feet came closer to me. I leant forward and began to tongue her clit as I massaged her boots and calves, the smell of the leather seeming to add to the smell of her sex. Janet started to pant as I continued to lick gradually going a little deeper into her sex each time. She suddenly squeezed her stockinged legs around my neck as she gasped with her orgasm. 

I turned around as she told me how easily she came with oral sex and how nice it was to have someone so considerate of her own needs. Speaking of needs I got between her legs and slowly slipped my length into her sex. She was wet with a mixture of her pussy juices and my saliva. I was already charged to the max from blowjob and knew I wouldn’t be able to last much longer. She picked up her hips to give me easier access and wrapped her legs around mine pulling me into her. I could feel the heel of her boots, as we pumped in unison Janet anxious to please me in return for her pleasure.

I was getting ready to come and told her so. She pinched her pelvic muscles tighter as I let forth a shower of seed. “God – you were charged weren’t you,” she remarked. I felt that so deeply.

“It was all down to you,” I replied as I leant forward and kissed her.

“You like boots don’t you?” she asked.

“Ah my little secret is out,” I replied. I explained to her how the sight of a good women dressed in boots turns me on and really charges me up.

“Good!” she gasped, “You won’t mind doing it again then as I like the way I look and you certainly seem to.”

We relaxed back onto the floor, our reserves of energy spent from the dancing and our recent copulation. We kissed and caressed each other before falling asleep.

I awoke the next morning to find Janet still in my arms. She stirred as she felt me awaken. I left shortly after but not before making sure my mobile had saved her number as we’d agreed to meet again soon.

… But that’s another story.



A Night On The Town



6PM and the phone rings. 

"Hello?" "Dee! Wanna go have some fun?" cries my best friend Tracy. 

"Fun is my middle name. Where and when?" 

"8o'clock. That new club in the docklands." 

"OK. See you there!" 

I just got home from work when the phone rang. I drop my jacket onto the back of the sofa as I kick off my sensible shoes. I'm wearing a loose, swingy black skirt that stops about mid-thigh, and a cream-coloured silk blouse with buttons running down the front. I sit down, turning on the news thinking I'll get ready when it is over. 

I scan my brain for THE outfit for tonight. I know I'm no supermodel but I'm very comfortable with myself and my body and I know how just how to play up the good points. I don't know my exact measurements but let's just say that I'm voluptuous, with big breasts and wide hips. I may not be attractive to every man but I get my share of attention. I guess the fact that I have luscious, short, blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes helps a bit.

I stare at the TV watching scenes of car accidents and hurricanes........and the next thing I know, it is 7:30. O God!! No time to do everything I had hoped. I look at myself in the mirror and decide that what I'm wearing will be fine with a few adjustments. I remove my bra and unbutton all buttons but the one in between my breasts and the one below that. I then grab my highest, sexiest, strappiest heels and, upon donning them, I admire myself in the mirror again. I shake my hair loose so that it spills nicely over my shoulders and then set to work on my makeup. I know just how to apply it so I look slutty enough to get noticed and sweet enough that they don't expect too much. 

Damn, 5 minutes till 8, Tracey is gonna kill me! 

I jump in my car and speed downtown but I can't remember where the club is or even what it is called so I drive up and down the Docks until I spot a place that looks unfamiliar. It doesn't really look new but perhaps they aren't done with the renovations yet.

I step out of the car into the cold night air and my nipples instantly harden and press against the thin material of my blouse. As I walk into the building I get an uneasy feeling and almost leave but I know Trace would be very upset if I stood her up so I decide to just go in long enough to look for her. Most of the people are of questionable appearance and I'm not sure whether I should proceed but I spot the bar on the opposite side of the room and decide a drink would calm my anxiety. I finally reach the bar and order myself a fuzzy navel with vodka and find a relatively clean stool. I sip my drink, keeping an eye on the door in case Tacey should show. 

"Hello, Sexy" says a voice from lips that next brush my ear. 

I move away, startled by his forwardness. He recognises the fear in my eyes. 

"Nothing to be afraid of. I'm just trying to be friendly." 

I take a good look at him and find him actually quite attractive. Nice, strong body, clean-shaven with short dark hair that looks so soft I almost want to reach up and run my fingers through it. But his most striking feature are his eyes. Icy blue that seem to go right through me.

He takes my hand and smiles a little so that I can't be sure if it is a smile or a smirk. 

"I'd love to get to know you. My apartment is only a few blocks away and it is much quieter." 

I pull my hand away. 

"I really don't think so." 

I may be easy but I didn't even know this guys name. What nerve! 

"Have it your way. But you'll wish you had taken me up on my little offer," He replied, his voice hard and cold, and walks away. 

A bit shaken by this I decide to just leave. Fuck Tracey, she'll just have to party without me. 

I stand up to go and find myself quite dizzy and nauseous. I hurry to the ladies room but it passes within minutes. Must've been the drink, I don't drink much so just a little is plenty. Stepping out of the restroom I notice that same man leaning on the wall next to the door. 

"I just thought I'd give you one more chance." 

This was too much. 

"One more chance for what? To fuck a loser like you? I hardly think that is going to happen." 

In a flash his arm wraps around my waist and he snarls into my ear, "O, but I think it WILL happen." 

I scream as he pulls me into the mens room and he chuckles, 

"That will only serve to let them know there is fresh meat to be had. A mating call if you will. Then again, you say you will not...we'll see about that." 

I continue to struggle but he is much stronger than me. I notice that there are several men already in the room eyeing me. One of them already has his cock in his hands, presumably thinking of all the ways he could use me. Stunned by this thought I stop struggling and the man who is holding me takes advantage of this.

"Such lovely breasts" he mutters as he rips open my blouse. 

"You really shouldn't keep them hidden like that." 

He grabs one of them roughly and squeezes until I'm sure it is going to bruise. 

"So big and soft." 

Two of the men move to stand in front of the door and I am let go. I stand for a moment staring at them but my panic starts to rise and I turn in all directions searching for an exit finding instead only lust-filled men. I dart desperately in and out of the stalls knowing I will find no escape and then run towards the door. I claw and kick at the men blocking it but they only laugh at my sorry attempt for freedom. They let me go on like this for quite awhile, apparently enjoying the show. After what seems an eternity but is probably more like 10 minutes I start to tire and one of the men, the same one who had pulled his dick out early on, grabs my hair and pulls my head down so that I'm looking directly at his big, purple cock. 

"Suck it." is all he says. 

Still determined to not give in I meekly reply, "no". 

He let go of my hair and I straighten up, sure that I had won. SMACK! His hand leaves my cheek burning. 

"When I say to suck it, you'd better fucking suck it." 

Again grabbing my hair and pulling my head down. 

"Suck it. And you'd better suck it good, you little whore." 

I look at it, not wanting to do what he asks but I feel his hand tighten in my hair and know that I'd better do it. I close my eyes and take the head into my mouth but the minute I do he holds my head and pushes his cock down my throat. I gag and try to move but he has a firm grip on my head and I can't seem to get away from him. As I squirm I feel hands on my hips pulling my ass up, straightening my legs. My skirt is lifted above my waist and there are fingers on the outside of my panties feeling my ass and my cunt. 

"What pretty little panties. It's such a shame I'll have to rip them." 

And with that I feel something cold that I can only guess is a knife on my skin as he cuts them away. I feel my panic start in again and begin squirming about, trying to get away from the hands that hold me but I go nowhere. 

Instead I feel a sharp slap on my ass and a voice behind me "Hold still, bitch. I don't want to use this knife for anything else, but I will."

I guess this broke the ice because all of the men, I think there 6 of them, crowd around me and start touching me all over. There were hands on my breasts, stomach, hair, ass. I still have a cock in my mouth and now there are fingers moving in and out of my cunt, the humiliation of it is almost too much. I feel tears welling up as the cock continues to pump in and out of my mouth and fingers tweak my nipples and clit. Just when I think it can't get any worse I feel a cock slap against my ass and in one quick moment it is deep in my cunt, making me scream from not only the shock but the pain. I'm no virgin but this thing must be huge. My pussy burns as he starts to thrust hard and deep, and he pushes me forward as he burrows himself in so that the cock in my throat goes even deeper and within seconds he is cumming, first in my mouth and then pulling out of my mouth to spray his cum on my face and in my hair. When he is finished he wipes his dick through my hair to get the rest of the cum off.

I am relieved to see him step away but within seconds there is another cock in my face. This time I can't help it, I start sobbing, 

"No, please....no more" my words distorted by the fierce pummelling my body is still getting. 

Tears stream down my face but none of the men seem to care. Instead the one who stands before me just pushes his cock against my lips and I know I'd better do what he wishes of me. I close my eyes and part my lips, dreading what I know is coming but before it happens the man behind me begins pounding into me with such force that I am shoved forward, catching myself with my hands on the dirty floor so that my ass is high in the air with my legs spread. In the fall, my "lover" is torn from me and he is very obviously not pleased. 

"You'll pay for that, bitch," he screams as he steps forward between my legs.

Becoming angry that he would think it MY fault I scream back at him, 

"You fucking pushed me over!!" 

I attempt to stand from this horribly uncomfortable position but someone grabs my head and holds it where it is. I try to get away from the hand but instead it just grabs my hair leaves me no choice but to stay right where I am since the man behind me has a firm grip on my hips.

"You dirty little whore, you act like you don't want it." 

With these words I feel something wet on my asshole. Did one of them just spit on me? And I realise what is coming next but in the same instant I feel his dick at my rear entryway. He is much more gentle than I expect, I suppose to save himself the pain. He inches in until he is as deep as he could possibly get and I can feel his hips against my ass.

"Are you ready, slut? Tell me you are, tell me you want it." 

Over the lump in my throat I start to tell him that I wouldn't dream of saying I wanted anything from him but then realise I'm not really in the position to anger him anymore. 

I whisper, "I want it". "What?? 

"Tell me you want it and mean it, you fucking cunt. Beg me to fuck you, beg me to ram your tight little ass." 

He gripped my hips harder, bruising me with his rough fingers.

I whimper and quietly speak the words he asks, "I want you to fuck me. Please fuck my ass. Please." 

"I guess that is good enough for now."

The gentleness is gone and instead is this animal who doesn't give a damn about anything but getting himself off. His cock rips in and out of my tight ass as I struggle to hold myself up against his attack. O God, it hurts!! I have held back my screams but I can't stand it any longer. My voice echoes against the hard restroom walls and the delight is apparent in the chuckles around me. They start cheering their buddy on. 

"That's it, fuck that bitch." 

"Yeah, break the little whore."

Just when I think I can't take anymore I feel him tense and my ass fill with his cum. Gripping my hips even harder he thrusts into me one last time. Leaning forward, putting his weight on me so I almost couldn't hold myself up and grabbed a handful of hair, twisting my head so his mouth was against my ear and whispering one word, "whore".

He stepped away from me and I allowed myself to collapse on to the grimy floor, so exhausted I didn't care. My arms and legs ached from holding myself up during the brutal attack. One of the other men tried to pull me up, wanting his turn at me. 

"I can't. I'm too sore. Please, haven't you had enough?" 

"Aaaaw," mocked another man, "the poor little bitch is sore. Maybe we oughtta help her up." 

He grabbed my hair and yanked until I was on my feet. Another man pulled my arms up ad back until I can feel the corner of the stall pressing against my spine. My arms being pulled up and I have no choice but to stand on my tip-toes as someone passes a dirty handkerchief over my head and it is used to tie my hands around the support for the stall.

The men stand back to admire their work. My blouse still clings to my arms but wide open and framing the breasts it is supposed to hide. My skirt also remains on, though torn and dirty and not a whole lot of protection from their leering eyes. I hang completely helpless, barely able to touch the ground as the men watch me squirm, trying to get comfortable in this awkward position. They each stroke themselves, pleased with the way things have worked out. One steps forwards and uses his index finger to touch a tear that remains on my cheek. He trails his finger down my chin, throat to my breasts. His hand darts to my left nipple and squeezes harshly until more tears form in my eyes and I whimper with the pain and cruelty of it. Joy sparkles in his dangerous eyes as he grabs my knees and lifts so that I am supported only by the binds on my wrists. 

I cry out as the rag burns into my delicate skin but it is soon relieved as I feel him lower me onto his cock. He grabs my ass and begins to move in and out of me in such a way that I'm not sure if he it is I that am moving or himself. He moves slowly at first, as if he wants to savour the moment but soon he begins to turn into the animal I know he and the rest of the men are. My tired limbs bounce about him as he fucks me ferociously until I feel him start to tense. Suddenly, he lets go of me, pulling his cock out and cums all over my breasts, and stomach. I realise that soon I will be covered from head to toe in cum as I see hungry eyes choosing their targets. I stay in this position for a long time as I'm fucked time after time, some of the men fucking me twice and most of them choosing to cum somewhere on me.

I am finally allowed free and as I shake the cloudiness from my eyes I notice that only one man remains: The man who dragged me in here. I lie crumpled on the floor and he gazes at me with his cold blue eyes. He throws a wad of bills at me, 

"That's for the clothes." I mumble a thank you as I see him step past me towards the door.

Please understand that this is fantasy............



A Night On the Town



It was a Friday and Susie was getting ready to head home from work. It had been one of those weeks. You know the kind. It makes you want to go out and find whatever might pop up. On her way home, she was thinking about places she could go. She was tired of going to the same place over and over and figured she was due a change. There was this new club across town that she overheard some people talking about, the Green Iguana. It sounded like a place to check out.

When Susie got home, the only person to greet her was her cat Belle. She didn't have a steady boyfriend or girlfriend for that matter. That didn't keep her from being one of the horniest women around. Before her shower, she decided to pleasure herself. She went to the drawer where she kept all her toys. She picked a nice big vibrator. She began undressing. Once totally naked, she laid on her bed, legs spread nice and wide. She began by fingering herself. She was extremely wet. So wet, she could hear the sounds of her finger moving in and out.

She finally could stand it no longer. She turned on that vibe and rubbed it across her swollen clit. It made her tingle and want it that much more. She slowly slid that 10 inch vibe up deep inside her, squeezing on it as it went. Moans escaped her lips. She began fucking herself hard with it. As she went, she could tell she was getting wetter by the second. She came in minutes. Hard. She was out of breath, and ready for her shower. Tonight she was going to try and find the real thing. It had been quite some time since she had.

After her shower she went to her closet to find the tightest fitting and revealing outfit she owned. This will be the 2nd time she's ever worn it. It consisted of a black mini skirt and tank top. The top was almost see through. She wore no bra. She didn't need to add pantyhose to this outfit, as she had a great set of legs. Her tits were pressed against her tight shirt, and in the mirror she could see her nipples bursting to get out. A little make-up and she was ready to go.

She found the place rather easy. It looked busy. That was good. She figured she had better luck finding what she wanted. Once inside, the place was a little on the dark side. Making her way to the bar, she could sense some men's eyes on her. That made her tingle again. She came here for one thing and one thing only, to find a man and to suck and fuck his brains out. She sat at the bar, ordered herself a Long Island Iced Tea. Her favorite. She wasn't there long when this handsome stranger she had seen when she came in ended up sitting next to her. She could tell he was pleased with her wardrobe selection. She had big breasts and new how to use them.

They made some small talk and found out they were both single. Also, they both had not had sex in a while. As they got to know each other, they got closer and closer. She found his hand on her thigh. It excited her to no end. She wanted him to go up further. He'd be in for a nice surprise if he did. She wasn't wearing panties. Being so close to this man had made Susie even wetter. She leaned over and whispered in his ear to move his hand up her thigh, to up under her skirt. He did as asked. As his hand touched her wet pussy, she saw a spark in his eyes. She also noticed a nice bulge in his pants.

She told him she lived across town. He said that wasn't a problem because he lived right around the corner. They decided to get out of there and go to his place. It only took a minute to get there even though they walked. She could feel his eyes all over her. At the doorway, they started kissing, feverishly. Their tongues entwined together. His hands feeling her up and down. Her hands feeling him up and down as well. 

The minute they were inside his place, he shoved her up against the wall. Holding her there. Locking his eyes to hers. He could tell she wanted it just as bad as he did. He ripped off her shirt, to expose the most beautiful pair of breasts he'd ever seen. His mouth moving all over them, her moans exciting him even more. She took her hands and unzipped his pants, pulling them and his boxers down with one swoop. His large and very hard member exposed. She looked down and licked her lips. He could tell she wanted it.

He let go of her against the wall and she slid down to meet his cock. She took it in hand and gave some long slow strokes, while licking the head all over. Now it was his turn to moan. After a few moments of that, she swallowed his entire cock. He was impressed. She watched him as she bobbed her head on his cock faster and faster. Her mouth so warm and moist, wrapped tight. He just stood there while she sucked on him like no other woman had done before. She sucked and licked his balls as well. She knew he was close when he hardened even more inside her mouth. She wasn't the type to stop though. She loved the taste of hot cum. So Susie sucked till he exploded. Loving it. Wanting it. Needing it. She continued to suck, keeping him nice and hard.

Looking up at him she said, "now that you're still hard, what are you going to do with it?" He took her over to the couch and said you just watch. He bent her over the couch, and with that short skirt still on, could see part of her ass. He wanted that pussy so bad. He got on his knees for a minute and began pleasuring her with his tongue and fingers. She was soaking wet. He couldn't believe it. Before long, she was cumming on his face. She was screaming as she came. 

What came next was no surprise. He stood up, his cock still hard as a rock and put it deep inside her pussy. God, she felt like heaven. He pumped her nice and hard. She screamed for him to fuck her harder and he did. Her screams aroused him that much more. He felt her cum on his cock as he thrusted her hard and deep. He just kept fucking. He was not going to stop. He put a finger down there and got it wet from all her juices and shoved it in her ass. She seemed to enjoy that even more. 

The next thing you know, his cock is out of her pussy and buried deep in her ass. She's absolutely going nuts now. He can feel her quivering, feel her arousal. His cock moved in and out that sweet tight ass faster and faster. She begged him not to stop till he came. She wanted his cum in her ass. He obliged. After them both cumming again, they fell into an exhausted pile on the couch. She had such a lovely body and he couldn't believe his good fortune. 

Little did he know, when Susie went out that night, she had planned on doing this with someone. That's when he noticed the wicked smile on her face. He asked her what it was about. She just said, she couldn't be more relaxed and was just going over in her mind what just happened. He told her, if you liked that so much, stay and we'll see what other things we can get into. She liked that idea, and so she stayed. She thought to herself, this perhaps is the beginning of a great relationship. At least she hoped so.



A Night on the Town



I was standing in the bathroom, waiting for Anna and Crystal, gazing at my reflection trying to see what the bouncer saw. My red hair hung in ringlets down to the middle of my back. I stood at 5'6" tonight (thanks to my boots) but normally my curvy frame (38DD-28-38) stood at 5'1". I love being short! I wore my black lip-gloss and eyeliner, letting my face speak for itself. I was wearing my black corset, and my pinstripe skirt. 

Anna and Crystal joined me in the mirror. "Are we ready to break hearts," Anna asked. With a nod we exited the bathroom. 

We'd come to see a favorite band but arrived early to enjoy the guys. I was content in my small circle of admirers and noticed one guy who seemed content to stand at the edge of my circle. 

He was tall 6'6" or so with shoulder length black hair, wearing leather pants and a fitted black mesh top. "Yummy," I thought.

As we watched the band set up to perform we edged closer to the dance floor and with the first chords of the set we were transported into our own little worlds. Lost in the music I didn't notice when I'd gotten separated from Anna and Crystal but noticed the guy from earlier was suddenly in front of me, looking as though he might devour me in that very moment. I backed away until I was swallowed by the crowd on the floor. A few songs later I headed for the bathroom, declining the company of my friends. 

It was empty; I was fixing my eyeliner when I saw the giant in the mirror. 

"So beautiful," he whispered as he stroked my flush cheek. Shivers shot down my spine...Fear...Lust? 

"This is the girl's bathroom," I managed to whisper.

"Yes and I've found a girl in it," He chuckled. I attempted to walk by him but he stopped me. "Little angel, I have something I want to give you," He stated. I hear the first sounds of my favorite song burst through the walls. It blares in my ears as though I've never heard anything until now. The words drown out my whimpers as I am kissed into the countertop. "Turn around," he commands, "you may call me Jasper and I want you to open your eyes and watch." I open the eyes I didn't realize where closed. 

His tongue skims up my neck and to my ear, where he whispers something I don't understand. But I watch his eyes devouring mine in the mirror. I watch my fear turn to lust and delight in it. I should be afraid of him, his power, and the erotic sensations licking up my spine but in this moment I push it all aside and enjoy the caresses he is giving. 

My corset is removed exposing my breast to the chill of the bathroom and the heat of his massive hands. I watch my head tip back and my body arch into his palms wanting more and asking the only way I know how for it. I see my eyelids lower taking on that I want sex look. I hear me moan as he beads my nipples between his fingers. My skirt is being bunched up and I laugh at his surprise. 

"How very naughty," he says in response to the fact that I have on no panties and my shaven lips. He toys with my excited sex making me wither beneath his demanding touch. I am suddenly bent over the counter and I watch him free himself in the mirror. I am impaled immediately by eight inches of flesh. 

I gasp at the sudden intrusion but enjoy the full feeling he delivers masterfully. I see myself flushed rosy pink, excited, panting and still wanting more. He moves slowly stroking a fire that is meant to inflame more than to satisfy. I hear someone enter and gasp and they leave laughing but can only focus on the coiling deep inside me. He's holding me there captive above that cliff.

"Please," I pant and with a flick of his thumb across my engorged clit I'm shoved over falling blissfully into space. Moments later I'm being put carefully back together under Jasper's masterful hands. I'm pulled outside into the heat of the club, I see Anna and Crystal. 

"Tell them you're going home with me," he commands.

It takes only moments for me to do this and I'm hurried out of the club. I'm shoved into a cab right outside of the club. My lips are bruised by his. I'm still dazed from the incident in the bathroom, and as I'm allowed to come up for air I realize I'm in a car headed away from my friends. "I can't go with you! I have to get out," I whisper. 

"Relax, you'll be fine. Exhausted but fine by the time we're done."

"No, I can't..." I'm cut off by his lips kissing mine and by nipples pinched. I'm quite and suddenly the car stops, I'm pulled out, the driver is paid, and I'm hurried upstairs despite my protest. I hear my cell phone ringing. I try to answer it but he grabs it from me. 

"Hello...No she can't she's busy...Yes, I'll tell her Anna and Crystal called." 

My phone is hung up, turned off and put on a shelf that I know I'll never be able to reach. 

"Now we rushed in the bathroom but I want to take my time with you. I want you to relax," he says as he caressed my tense muscles, "I can't believe how hot you make me. My sweet Little Angel, I want to do some very naughty things to you but first I'm going to strip you naked so I can see you." I whimper at this. 

My corset buckles down the front and I watch his hands come at me. "No, please."

I don't really fight him, and then I watch him unbuckling the buckles and undoing the zipper. I know I've watched it all before, in much better lighting, but it seemed more erotic this time. I began to pant even before the slender sliver of bare skin was bared. I melted when his rough hands followed that sliver down to my skirt where he unbuttoned that. In one smooth motion my clothes where pushed off of my naked form. 

He kneels at my feet to begin undoing my boots. The whole time teasing my hips, clit and breast with heated breaths and quick flicks of his tongue, not to mention his rough hands. I'm shivering from wanting him inside me again. He knows it, chuckles softly as he removes my left and then my right boot. I step out of them and he runs his hands over my short form.

I attempt to begin removing his clothes but he stops me. I'm left naked as he walks slowly around me admiring my naked skin. "You're so tiny and pale. It's perfection," he whispers in my ear. I feel his naked chest pressed into my back and I see his bare feet next to mine. 

I reach to grasp his hips only to find them still covered by his black leather pants. I'm kissed from the base of my neck to the small of my back. I can't help but shake. I'm guided to his bed where I realize his boots where not elevators he really is tall, looking about 6'4" without his boots. I whimpered as he deposited me on the bed and then settled between my thighs. He runs his tongue slowly over my sex. 

I whimper, and I fight the sudden urge I have to beg him for release. I lay on the massive expanse of bed allowing him to explore me with his tongue. I moan. I can't hold that back and I feel him smile against my sex. "It'll come a lot faster if you stop biting that sweet tongue of yours and just beg," he states and he continues teasing my soaking cunt. 

I still fight it hoping that the relief will come but after about 15 minutes I realize he is waiting to hear me beg, "Please, Please...I need to cum so bad. Please?"

Instead of flicking his tongue once again of my excited sex he climbs slowly up my body, using his fingers to keep me on the edge of cumming before his thighs wedge my legs apart and he positions his massive organ at my opening yet again. He slides it slowly inside of me and sits there. "Please," I whimper as my fingers dig into his shoulders, "I need it...I...I..."

"Say it," he commands, knowing what I'm fighting not to say. "I need you," I gush and he begins to saw slowly in and out of my aching pussy. He is still moving slowly, teasing me letting me know he is in charge. I love the feeling of him dictating how this will be. Almost on cue he delivers several quick thrust deep inside me as he kneels and grabs my nipples. 

"I'm...going to...cum," I say just before my body explodes. He continues to drive in and out of me forcing me to cum again. I pant and thrash about on the bed. He slows allowing my body to relax but not letting me come down off of the incredible high that I am on. He draws out soft sounds from me, but tells me he wants to hear more...he wants to hear me screaming out my pleasure, and calling his name. 

"I want to hear you tell me there is no one better, no one more satisfying, no one who can deliver more," He whispers in my ear, "No one who can please you like I can." 

"How can I say that," I ask, "I don't know that." He growls at me. I'm flipped over.

"Grab the headboard," He commands me, " What do you mean you don't know? Have you ever had someone like me? Someone who makes you beg and plead, and when you do you're given the most exquisite pleasure?" 

"No," I answer.

"Then you will say it. You will tell me everything I want to hear. And until then I will keep you so close to cumming and yet I will deny you that pleasure at the same time. Do you understand?"

I nod. My hair is grabbed and it's pulled back, "Say it," he growls. 

"Yes, I understand!" 

He kisses my temple, and pushes my lower back until my tummy is against the mattress. I'm not quite sure of what he's doing but his hands are in the small of my back and I realize that I'm now pinned. I can't move and am completely open to his invading mass. He's deep inside me controlling everything. He's stroking every inch of my cunt and I'm left breathless. 

I know now he wasn't lying when he told me that he could hold me so very close to the edge and still not allow me release. I groan and nearly sob with want. How can someone inspire so much lust in me? 

He leans over me so he can whisper in my ear, "Make you a deal Angel. Say my name and I'll let you cum. We'll start with that and very soon I'm going to cum and after that we'll get to what I really want you to say." 

He's holding me captive, commanding my every move. He knows exactly what to do to have me melting. At that moment I cry his name loudly, "JASPER, please? Please...Oh FUCK. I need to cum. I need you to make me cum."

I guess he hears something in my voice because instead of supplying me with the release he begins talking to me again, " Do you? Who else can make you cum? Who else can satisfy you? Is there anyone better?" He knows the answer and I know what he wants to hear. 

But I'm fighting hard not to give him the satisfaction of hearing it. "I know how bad you want it. I heard it in your voice. Heard it in the sweet way you begged. I know I can hold out until you say it," he says as he grinds his hips into me stimulating my clit. 

"Please don't make me say it," I sob. 

"It won't hurt I promise," he whispers as he drives in and out of me. "No one, no one can do what you do to me," I whisper. 

"Ooo... That sounded so sweet but I need to hear you say it louder." 

" No one can satisfy... me the...way that you...do. Jasper...please?" With one thrust he has me cumming. I feel his teeth sink into the skin at my shoulder, and can feel him releasing his cum inside me. I can feel the bite and know that he's biting me hard but my pleasure blinds me to the pain I should be feeling. I only know complete joy at that moment. 

I collapse and drag him with me. We lay there panting, and sweaty. He rolls us onto our sides and pulls out. I lay there sobbing and still cumming. After a bit he gets up and removes his clothes and then climbs over me. So that he can face me, on the way over he grabs the blanket and pulls it up over us. He strokes my hair.

"Shhh..." He whispers attempting to comfort me, " Did I hurt you?" 

"No," I whimper, "Well, nothing but my pride. I've never had any one do that to me." 

He smiles, "I know. Anna and Crystal told me all about you." I look at him questioningly. "Yea I've known those two for awhile and thanks to them I've been watching you for awhile. I know what makes you quiver," he says as he strokes the bite on my shoulder. 

I shiver at the touch and he smiles. He nuzzles my neck as he wraps his arms around me. I'm content to lay that way and breath with him for a while gathering ourselves and collecting our thoughts. I can't believe my friends have paid enough attention to know that I've wanted someone who would take control in the bedroom and have found me that someone. 

I roll over after a bit and we're spooning. I mistakenly think we're going to sleep. I feel his hands begin to explore my body; they run all over me stopping to tease my breast and hips. He knows exactly where to touch me and I wonder how he's learned all of this from watching me out and about.

"I've loved watching you masturbate," he says as though he's reading mind, "I bet you don't know that I've been doing that from Anna and Crystal's bedroom window. You can see everything in your apartment from there and you play with yourself so well." 

I whimper at his words excited by the fact he has seen me at my most natural and free. I try to roll over and face him but he won't let me. He keeps whispering and stroking me. 

"I've seen the way you stoke along your neck line," he whispers as he stokes my neckline, "I've seen the way you tease you nipples. The way you bring yourself close and then stop just before you have an orgasm. I love someone who knows how to tease themselves, it shows a certain amount of control that many people lack. It also shows you enjoy your orgasms."

I smile; I flex my body a bit and realize my shoulder hurts. I try and look at it, but can't get a really good look. He brushes it, and it burns. "Sorry about that," he says. 

"How bad is it," I ask.

"Oh it's pretty bad," he nods, "it's a good thing I bite you so low on the shoulder. It's already bruised." 

I pout, and he kisses me. "That is so sexy," he says.

To Be Continued...



A Night on the Town



We had been dating and become serious lovers for some time now. I had just received a very handsome bonus at work...and wanted to celebrate with the one I love and lust for. We had planned this for some time now, but even pooling our money, could not afford it in such a luxurious state. Thanks to the bonus we could now completely enjoy out night on the town.

It was a cool and crisp Saturday. Learning that you only had to work for half a day, you called me and said you were going to do some shopping and to get your hair and nails done for tonight. 

"Great," I told myself. I would have the rest of the day to relax by myself. I watched some sports...puttered in the garage...mowed the lawn.

I guess you got home around six...'cause I had fallen asleep on the couch...in front of the TV. The sound of the shower door startled me. I looked up at the clock and realized that the limo would be here in about an hour. I needed to hit the shower myself. 

As I neared the bedroom door, you slammed it and said, "Use the other bathroom, I need to finish!"

After my shower I headed back to the bedroom with a towel wrapped around me. As I entered the room I was pleasantly shocked to see your breathtaking appearance. You had on a long black gown that was completely backless...showing anyone who looked that your full and ample breasts were standing up unharnessed. The straps pulled up from a fairly low-scooped neck...broadcasting your great cleavage...and tied behind your neck. Your shoulder length dark hair shone brightly...even in the dull light of the bedroom. 

The polish on your toenails...peeking through the straps of your heeled sandals matched the polish on your fingernails...and lipstick too. How do women do that? I found myself aroused at your appearance. You always look good...but tonight you were gleaming, radiant and absolutely beautiful!

You spied me in the mirror and turned away...coyly saying throatily, "Now don't you go getting frisky...it's time to get dressed, the limo will be here soon." 

I almost hated myself for renting the limo...but it was the crowning glory of our night of celebration. Besides, by the end of the night, the half hour drive back from town, with a few drinks in us, could be detrimental to either of our careers—if we ever got stopped. 

You wheeled around and left the room.

I finished the fore-in-hand knot of my tie just as the limo pulled up. You already had the front door open by the time the driver came up to it. At that moment I came out of the bedroom, and we all left.

When we arrived at Bentley's the driver pulled up under the portico and came around to open your door. Simultaneously, I walked around to help you out of the car. You held my hands tight within your grasp on the long drive over as we had stared into each other's eye with anticipation, lust and anxiety. Now you swing your entire body to the door, and with the most elegant of fashion allow your legs to show. As you begin to rise, the slit in your skirt, which you had concealed from me earlier, now exposes almost all of your silky-smooth, slender and shapely legs. 

As I view this sight to behold, my heart races... "Deborah, honey...that slit goes so high everyone will be able to see your panties!" 

"Panties?" you shoot back at me, "Who's wearing panties?" And you stepped away towards Bentley's door. 

Well shut my mouth and stoop the drool. Why would she do this to me...I now have a full erection and she expects me to walk into one of the classiest restaurants in the city....Damn! Deborah waited for me at the door, as the doorman has already opened it. I manage to quell my excitement and shift myself around under my jacket...there, that's better! We enter Bentley's hand in hand...and you let your leg brush against mine.

Since we are not regulars here, we wind up at a very dark, yet cozy table in the corner of the room. Clearly, we are the youngest, and probably least affluent couple in the room...but certainly the handsomest! Every man's eye is on your legs and cleavage as you glide past them. You can see the old biddies nudging their husbands to stop their ogling. You always did enjoy making a man's eye and pouch bulge.

We ordered a bottle of expensive red wine and then made our selections from the menu. We toast each other...my bonus...and our love. Immediately, you pull my closest hand into you lap. Sitting down, the slit in your skirt allows it to fall almost completely open. Of course, with the tablecloth hanging as it does...all anyone else can see is your ankles. 

My hand falls upon the lush silkiness of you upper thighs. As soon as my hand settles you begin to do a little inviting wiggle. Immediately, you slide one hand from the grasp of my hand and locate it on my again bulging erection. It must have been obvious what we were doing...because people were constantly looking over at us...and the women were scowling at us.

My hand has slid up to your crotch and I can feel its heat emerging. You uncross your ankles and spread your legs enough for me to insert a finger. Then two. With my thumb gently massaging your clitoris, my fingers easily slide into and out of your wetness. The sensual aroma of your aroused sexual condition wafts up to my nostrils...further intensifying my desires. Your hand has found my zipper and deftly released my throbbing member from my pants. You softly wrap you hand around it and begin long up and down strokes on it.

People around us are now beginning to whisper to each other and nod towards us.

"The hell with them...jealous old bastards," I whisper to you.

My hand is moving swiftly and precisely now as your hips are rising and falling with each thrust. Your hand is rapidly moving up and down my shaft, my head pulsating in anticipation. You moan softly and arch your back slightly as you try to control your throes of orgasm.

I lean toward you and whisper, "Deborah, I'm going to cum in your hand and on my suit."

" I've got a plan," you shot back. 

Just as I feel I can't hold out any more, you slide your napkin off the table, as a cover up. You take your glass in hand and disappear below the tablecloth. I feel your hot mouth take my full length into it and suck hard. Just two strokes later, my eyes roll back and I shoot a gigantic wad into your hot, eager and wanton mouth. You drain me out and resurface in the chair. Almost every eye in the room is upon as you lift your glass of wine to your mouth. Barely able for even me to see, you have drained my seed from your mouth into your wine...and it now floats like a creamy shooter on top of your wine. 

You lift you glass and toast me. I lift my glass and toast you back. You put the glass to your lips and swallow down the contents of the glass, and tip your head back so my remaining seed goes down with it. When you have again lowered your eyes to mine, I am tenderly licking your love juices from my own fingers. 

By the time we have finished the meal, I have managed to dry the rest of my dripping cock with my napkin, and reinsert my penis into my pants...ever so carefully making sure I don't catch it in the zipper. 

After the check has been paid, and the waiters tipped, I get up and ease your chair from the table for you to rise. You painstaking make sure that your dress slit is open just enough to catch everyone's attention, but not enough for than to see anything more than your beautiful legs. Once standing, I bow my head to you, and you, in turn, curtsey to me...we leave Bently's hand-in-hand. As we exit, the doorman acknowledges, "Please do come again!" 

And you respond, "At least twice more tonight!" 

He looks at you in complete bewilderment, and we laugh all the way back to the limo. 



A Night on the Town



We have gone out for the first time in a number of months. You wear a lovely red dress which accentuated your curves, your cleavage can clearly be seen, as can your lovely legs with the dress starting mid way past your knee. 

After a lovely meal we have gone onto a club. Its not too busy, just the right atmosphere. We have managed to secure a table, and we have a few have already emptied a few glasses.

We leave the table for a dance; as usual my dancing is poor, despite my best efforts. You look frustrated, as I know you like to dance. You can see there are a couple of groups on the dance floor, and you ask if you can dance with them, as clearly I'm not enjoying it. I laugh and say fine, you dance with someone who's not as embarrassing and return to the table.

I watch and sip at my drink as you mingle with others on the dance floor. You settle by the end of the song with a couple of youngish guys. The rhythm changes on the next song to a more suggestive one. I can see you are clearly enjoying yourself, the dancing has brought a big smile to your face. The two guys seem to be smiling a lot too, and are dancing very close to you. Now they appear to be touching you, you are sandwiched in between them both, and all three bodies are moving as one. The smile on your face has changed now, its no longer a simple smile, it shows more.

I continue to sip my drink and watch the three of you. I can see one is saying something into your ear. I see you shake your head, with a devilish look towards me. The other one tries to pull your arm, but again you shake your head. You move to whisper in his ear, whilst looking at me.

I finish my drink, and order another. Returning to the table I cannot see you dancing, nor can I see the two guys. I look anxiously around, to see if you are at the bar or another table. Minutes pass, but they seem like hours. I'm about to leave and look outside when I see you coming towards me from the toilets. You look flustered, I can see your dress isn't straight and as you come to the table I can see some white spots on your shoulder. I stand up and move closer to you, and take a closer look at the spots, your eyes see where I am looking, but before you can open your mouth I have grabbed you by the wrist and pull you outside on the street. You start to struggle and shout at me. I ignore you, and pull you along towards the car. You try to talk to me, but I'm not listening. 

We walk past the car, which you try to point out, my response is to push you in the nearest alley, and force you up against the wall. My leg parts yours, and my left hand, lifts your right leg over my left knee. My other hand moves along your thigh, under your dress. You are breathing hard, as my hand finds your bare pussy; your panties are missing, and all I can feel is your smooth, warm, wet and sticky pussy. You look at me as though you want to explain what happened, why your panties are missing, why it's so wet and sticky. Your thoughts are quickly concentrated as you hear my zip and then feel my thick, hard cock entering you. I kiss you hard on the lips, and roughly feel your tits through the dress. My cock plunges deeply on its first stroke. I start to fuck you hard, your back against the wall, our mouths fighting each other for supremacy. You pull me in closer and tell me to fuck you. Your legs wrap around me and you are fucking me back, riding my thrusts. I can already feel you starting to cum, this sets my cock off and I add to your already full pussy. You scream into my mouth feeling me pulsing inside you. We rest for a moment, recovering from the brief, but intense fuck. I move my head slightly away and smile. I put my cock away and help to tidy you up; we kiss tenderly and walk hand-in hand back to the car.

The End



A Night on the Town



This story is based on a real life experience that happened several years ago...however the memory of it is just as vivid as if it had happened yesterday. Why?...because the experience was so erotic for me that it is burned forever in my memory. It happened like this...

I am a professional and I met this gal while I was on the job as an auditor. She was the accountant for a client of ours and the chemistry between us was what I would describe as sensual and electric. It led to teasing and sexual innuendo followed by us brushing and touching each other while at work. She would touch my thigh and I would press my elbow against her boob as we sat together. I know she was aware of my arousal as she would keep an eye on the level of the bulge in my slacks. I would disappear to the bathroom and remove my boxers so my cock stood at attention against my slacks...with the head visible beneath the thin material. I knew it was driving her crazy with desire. Eventually we got up enough courage to meet at her house while her husband was gone and we got it on in a very hurried fashion. Our relationship continued for many years, seeing each other occasionally as we were both married and neither of us had a lot of opportunity to steal away to be together. Nonetheless, the sexual heat between us remained hot and we looked for every opportunity to be together...if it only meant talking, touching and teasing. That was, until both of us had an overnight trip to the same city some five hours from where we lived. She had a seminar and I was working in the area...so we had a chance for an all-nighter!

We talked about what we would do...and we both agreed that it was safe enough to go on a date without being discovered...but where to go? We decided on a steak house and it was very difficult to have much of an appetite for food...I was hungry for her instead. We went to a very quaint restaurant and ordered a drink and dinner. We had a sectioned off area pretty much to ourselves at first, so we just had to watch out for the waiters passing through. She was dressed in a black evening dress and looked very, very sexy. It was low cut and showed her generous cleavage very well. We were seated in a booth facing one another and very quickly we were reaching each other under the booth and caressing some very vital spots. I recall licking my finger to see how good she tasted and I reached inside her dress to brush her nipples. Her nipples were rigid and her pussy was very well lubricated...both signs of the level of her arousal. It was very erotic to be touching each other in a public place...and the threat of discovery just added to the excitement. Before we got too far into our meal...or into each other, another party was seated in our area, so we had to limit our touching and teasing.

I whispered to her, asking where she would like to go next since we had all night. I knew what I had in mind, but wasn't sure whether she would be happy with my choice or not. Her response was an "I don't know...we can always go back to the hotel, I guess." 

"That wasn't what I was thinking," I whispered with a sly smile.

"Oh...what were you thinking," she whispered.

"I was thinking of being really naughty," I said. "Have you ever been to a strip joint with a guy?"

"Yeah...with my husband a couple of times...is that what you want to do?"

I nodded affirmatively and smiled. Inside my heart was leaping for two reasons...I had enough nerve to bring it up...and it was one of my all-time fantasies. I wasn't a huge fan of strip clubs, but I had always fantasized about bringing a date there and watching the show together. I was interested in how a gal would react and I thought it would be a very erotic experience...and was I right!

"I know where there is a pretty nice place not too far from here. Let's go and have a couple drinks...we don't have to stay too long...and it's pretty safe that we won't run into people we know there." We were in the state capital, and it was a very real possibility that either one of us could run into someone who knew one or both of us. 

"Sounds like fun," she whispered, smiling her sexy smile. My cock leaped in my slacks...and I'm sure a little pre-cum probably dribbled out. The place was in the country on a secluded road. We stopped a couple times on the way, pawing at each other, both of us hungry for the others body. She massaged my cock through my slacks as I drove, but we kept our contact to touching and kissing. As we pulled into the parking lot, we looked at each other, feeling like a couple of school kids, stealing away to a dark corner. We held hands as we walked in and were met at the door by a bouncer.

"That'll be three bucks cover for you and the lady gets in free," he growled. I forked over the three dollars and we proceeded into the place looking for a small table out of the way of the action. Most of the guys were crowded around the elevated dance floor intently watching the show. We grabbed a table close to the action, but behind the guys sitting up front. Our waitress was a buxom gal showing lots of cleavage, but not attractive enough to be a dancer. She brought us each a drink. By now, the guys at the stage were beginning to notice our presence. One by one, they would turn and check out my date. I was the proudest guy in the world! 

She was huddled close to me, watching the show intently...her hand on my thigh...and sometimes directly rubbing my cock...especially when one of the guys looked around. She wasn't hiding anything and I could tell how horny she was becoming, squirming and grasping at my cock as she watched the show, rubbing with more vigor all the time. I was stroking her left breast with my left hand as she pressed against me and I had my right hand on her thigh, rubbing up and down her inner thigh, bringing her dress higher and higher, exposing more leg as she rubbed my cock more firmly. It was obvious to everyone in the place that we were going to fuck each other's brains out at the first chance.

I leaned into her and kissed her very passionately. About that time, the dance ended and the next stripper was announced over the PA system. We both clapped for the stripper who had just finished and she came strutting toward us, her clothes over her shoulder, her tits bouncing, the dollar bills sticking out all over her G string. 

"Buy a lady a drink?" she asked seductively, as she sat next to me.

The waitress was there immediately with her drink already poured. I forked over the five bucks for the drink and introduced myself and my date. She introduced herself as Mandy.

We made some small talk for a few moments and then she popped the question..."Can I interest you in a lap dance?"

"Ah...no thanks...I'm being taken very well care of tonight already." I touched Laurie's thigh as I responded, brushing her inner thigh, raising her dress, briefly exposing her panties as I boldly stroked her. Her dress fell around my hand, covering her, but I lightly brushed my fingers over her sweet lips, covered only by her sheer panties. Even from the light touch, I could tell she was very wet and she squirmed delightfully as she felt my light touch in her most delicate of spots. It was very erotic to be touching her intimately in front of another woman. The tip of my cock was on fire as it leaped inside my slacks.

Mandy quickly excused herself and began to give her attention to the boys in the front row. The music was going again and the next stripper was on stage, the clothes coming off rapidly as she twirled and spun for the audience. Mandy was across the other side of the stage, with her ass in a guy's face and then turned and washed his face with her tits to the cheering of the rest of the guys. I slid closer to the table and soon Laurie had both hands on me...one holding my slacks and the other unzipping them. Our biggest advantage was the table cloths dangling over the tables. My cock sprang free and Laurie was giving me a hand job to the pounding of the music. She was moving cautiously, knowing exactly how to completely arouse and tease me without getting me too riled up. It was exquisite as some of the guys would look over, probably knowing exactly what was going on...all of them wishing they were me...or better yet, that the beautiful woman playing with my cock would be their date and not mine. She made me feel like the king.

We stayed for a few more dances and then headed for the car. As soon as we cleared the door, we were on each other like two hungry wolves...kissing and sucking tongue, our bodies pressed against one another. We walked to the car, falling on each other. 

"Come here," she beckoned. "Sit down." She led me to the driver's side and opened the door, pushing me into the seat, my legs still outside the car. She grabbed my belt and unfastened it. In no time, my cock was exposed to the cool night air and Laurie was squatting beside me sucking on my cock with a genuine hunger. I leaned back in the seat and just enjoyed the moment. A couple cars and a few customers came and went as the two of us were oblivious to them...after all, it was a strip joint...so what did they expect to see. I was getting a blow job right there in plain sight and I really didn't give a damn if anyone saw it...in fact I was proud cause I figured the other guys were jealous...I know I would have been! She brought me to the brink time and again...but as soon as I bucked too hard, she would slow down and not let me get too excited. She moaned as she sucked and told me what a great cock I had and how good it tasted. She drives me crazy when she does that...especially when she tells me how good I taste and what a nice cock I have...guess all guys would love that.

As I got very close and the pre-cum was oozing out, Laurie switched to licking my balls and gripping the base of my cock. I thought it was time for me to return the favor. I suggested she get in the car and as she did, I pushed her dress up and pulled her panties to her ankles. She accommodated me by leaning back in the seat with her feet out the door and her perfectly shaved pussy staring me straight in the face...what a beautiful lady she was...her legs nicely tanned and long, her pussy completely naked...I love a naked pussy...no hair anywhere! I quickly kneeled before her and kissed her inner thighs. I could hear her breathing quicken and soft encouraging moans began to spring forth from her lips. I already knew how much she loved tongue and I was always able to drive her wild when I ate her sweet pussy. I always started softly, licking her outer lips and gently opening her labia with my tongue, splitting her from bottom to top. She was already slick with juices of arousal and the scent of her arousal was sweet and intoxicating. As my tongue touched her clit, a soft moan escaped her lips and she clenched my head between her legs...it was all it took to make her cum the first time. She pressed her pelvis into my face and her soft moans nearly became wails as her body spasms spelled sweet release. It was the first of several orgasms as my tongue pounded her clit and I alternated between tongue fucking her and sucking her clit between my teeth pounding my tongue against it, biting her gently. My face was being bathed in her juices and the seat was wet with her arousal. As I looked up at her, she was holding her head in her hands, fighting for control of her body..."Oh fuck yes! Oh fuck yes! Oh fuck me now! Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh! Fuck! Oh, let's go back...let's go back now! Oh fuck I want your big prick in me now!"

I slowed my attack on her clit and she began to regain control. As I teased her with my tongue, she pushed me back and held my head keeping my tongue at bay. "C'mon, let's go back to the hotel where I can fuck your brains out," she whimpered. 

I licked her inner thighs as if I were finishing a fine meal. I loved to tease her and loved to make her want to fuck me so badly that she nearly begged for it. I think every man wants a woman to worship his cock and Laurie made me feel like a triumphant man at that instant, just knowing how badly she wanted my cock inside her. I slipped her panties off her ankle and stuffed them in my pocket. I wanted her pussy completely bare and exposed to me for the ride to the hotel.

I moved around to the driver's side of the car, and as I got ready to slide in, I unfastened my belt and slid my slacks to my ankles. My cock stood straight in the air as I sat down on the seat. I adjusted the seat as far back as possible and raised the steering wheel to maximum height. Laurie knew what I was planning to enjoy on the way to the hotel. She played with my cock as I drove and alternated between stroking me and sucking me. When she rested, I reached between her legs and slipped my finger inside her slick, wet pussy. Her clit was totally erect and oh so sensitive. Every stroke across it elicited a shiver of her body and she squeezed my hand between her thighs. She was ultra sensitive and she had another three or four orgasms as we motored back to our hotel.

When we reached the parking lot, I was quick to get my pants back up and rushed to her side of the car. As I opened the door, I offered her my hand. We walked arm in arm, our bodies pressed together through the hotel lobby. I don't recall a time when I was ever in a more aroused state. I didn't care that my erection was poking my slacks into a tent as we waited for the elevator. Laurie didn't care who noticed as she rubbed the material of my slacks where my cock was protruding. A constant state of horniness is a wonderful thing...and public display is a complete turn on for me...and I think Laurie sensed it because she made me feel like the king of the world. When we reached our floor, we sauntered around the balcony of the open-center hotel toward our room. When we reached the area in front of our room, I stopped and pulled Laurie to the railing to watch the waterfall across the atrium. I slipped behind her, grasping her hips, slipping my hands beneath her skirt, pressing my pelvis against her lovely ass at the same time. I kissed her neck and ran my hands up and down her pelvis. She turned to me, kissing me. "C'mon, let's get in the room before I fuck you right here in front of everyone!"

"So what's wrong with that?" I teased.

"You're crazy," she whispered hoarsely. "I want you all to myself. I want that stiff prick inside me now!"

She grabbed my erection and led me to the door. Once inside the door, she was all over me...kissing me hard and pressing her body to mine. Our clothes were flying in all directions as we could not get naked fast enough. I observed her nice body as the clothes came off and I turned her in the direction of the large mirror at the foot of our bed. I pressed my cock against her from behind and massaged her ample breasts as we swayed back and forth in front of the mirror, my other hand playing with her swollen clit. I kissed the back of her neck as the both of us looked at the scene in the mirror. "You have a beautiful body...mmmmm...love that tan and that naked pussy of yours!"

She turned toward me and as I bent my knees to slip my cock between her legs. We kissed long and hard as I moved up and down slightly positioning my cock against her pussy lips. She squeezed her legs together and reached for my cock, rubbing it up and down against her lips. "Oh, fuck, that feels so good," she murmured.

"Wanna dance like this all night?" I asked teasingly. 

"Mmmmmmm! Dancing this way could be lots of fun...only I can't stand the teasing any longer." She grasped my cock, pulling me to the bed. She pushed me over onto the bed, my cock at full mast. She knelt before me, kissing my cock ever so softly and gently, then standing, never releasing her grasp on me as she squatted over me, guiding my cock to her honey hole. She brushed the tip against her swollen lips and then lowered herself gently onto me. I pressed my hips upward as she absorbed me inch by inch. 

"Oh yessssss! This is what I have wanted. Oh! It feels so fucking good! Oh God, fuck me with it! I love it! I love your cock! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! Yes!"

Her hips squirmed as she took my full shaft inside her. I watched her eyes as her head fell back and a look of satisfaction was clearly written all over her face. She smiled softly as her eyes opened and met mine.

"Do you like my cock, Sweetie? A question that I think every guy has to ask, even if they already know the answer.

"Mmmmmmm! I love it! It feels so good inside there. I want it there always...forever and ever."

Her velvety pussy lining felt exquisite on the tip of my cock. I grasped her hips and rocked back raising her pelvis allowing me to bring the tip of my cock almost outside her. She plunged back down as my cockhead slid along her inner walls.

"Oh, fuck Baby! That's wonderful! Your pussy feels just like fucking velvet around the tip of my cock. Oh fuck yessss!"

"Don't cum this way, Sweetie," she warned. "I want you on top of me. I want to feel your cum shooting deep inside me...I want every drop of it deep inside me."

"You are one hell of a lover...one hell of a woman. Oh God I love to fuck you!" the speed of my thrusts increasing.

She sensed my readiness as I lifted my pelvis higher and higher meeting her every thrust. "Not this way," she warned. "Not yet."

I grabbed her arms and pulled her to me, completing a rollover move with my cock still inside her. Now she was beneath me and I had total control. I leaned on the bed, my arms on either side of her. I pulled my cock back to the tip and held it there teasingly. "What do you want, Baby? Huh?"

"Oh, fuck me...just fuck me deep and hard!" Just as she finished I slammed into her, my balls slapping against her bare ass.

"Like that, Baby?"

"Yesssss! Just like that...oh c'mon. Fuck me deep and hard! Fuck me!"

I didn't need any more encouragement. There comes a time when total desire takes over. I couldn't have stopped for anything as I pounded my cock into her, our bodies slamming together, raising to the tip of my cock only to plunge fully inside her again and again and again...faster and faster...deeper and deeper...harder and harder. I shall remember always, the slapping of our skin as our bodies smacked together. I looked into her eyes as the molten lava began to boil deep within my balls. It was a burning sensation as it built and built. Her pussy was stoking my fire to an unquenchable point. I felt it beginning to flow from deep within me, like a volcano erupting. Her eyes were locked on mine and she was begging for my release, encouraging me to give everything I had to her, thrusting her hips into mine meeting my every thrust.

"Are you ready for some cum?" I growled. "Oh fuck...here it comes...here it comes! Ohhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuck!"

As I shot my hot cum deep inside her, her body was wracked with spasm after spasm, her thrusting continuing as all I could do was press my cock deep into her and hold on, shooting spurt after spurt deep into her womanhood. She bucked beneath me, my weight pressed against her. I felt her pussy milking every last drop from me as her walls spasmed and clenched onto the tip of my shrinking cock. She went on and on, bucking incessantly cumming and cumming again and again. I watched intently, pressed deep within her as her eyes rolled back and I witnessed the most intense, violent, long lasting orgasm that I had ever witnessed.

A smile pursed my lips as I suspected that I had satisfied her totally and completely. Slowly, ever so slowly, her bucking subsided and she began to mew like a kitten, telling me how wonderful that had felt, her hips grinding slowly now, her pelvis pressed against mine.

"Don't ever take it out, Sweetie. I want your cock in there forever. Just leave it in there forever."

And I wanted to. I wanted to keep her soft pussy lips wrapped around my cock forever. I kissed her softly and she squirmed once again, teasing my cock with her womanhood. We rolled to our sides and looked into each other's eyes. Neither of us spoke for what seemed like forever, totally comfortable in our nakedness, enjoying the exquisiteness of the moment. Eventually she turned her body into mine and we fell asleep.




A Night on the Town



Helen and I looked forward to our nights out. A neuroscientist of national stature, she had a large laboratory at a prestigious medical school, with many researchers and graduate students. I had a comparable reputation in engineering. We are very good citizens in the academic community. We both love our work, but sometimes we really need to escape.

It was crucial that when we celebrated our nights out on the town, we did not go to the places you find people from the university. We both depended on these nights as our escape from the pressure of our lives, and without them, I am not sure we would still be together. 

I have a video record of our best night out. We started in the bedroom, naked with glasses of champagne. I gave her a massage as she became more relaxed and more playful. She was lying on the bed, front down, while I tenderly stroked her thighs. I licked her from behind, and she started to moan. Finally, when she was very wet and I very hard, she rose up to her hands and knees. I slipped myself into her, inch by inch, and we were in another world.

I watch the video now and I see how we were moving together as one, completely out of the everyday world. I started to tense up, and decided it was time to stop. For several seconds, I was not sure whether I could contain myself, but I did. Now we were ready to get dressed and go out.

She put on her black dress, stretchy enough that her nipples were wonderfully visible, with buttons up the front. And it was short, much shorter than Elena would wear in any other situation. She then put on her high heels, and that was it. Short dress and high heels were the only things needed. I wore black pants so that my state of persistent erection was less clear. We were ready to go.

We went to a bar and restaurant that was frequented by the beautiful young professionals of our town. We got there early on Friday night and asked to go upstairs. By letting Helen go up the stairs before me, I could lose myself in the sight of her legs, the most spectacular legs of any 40-something scientist in the country. And I was just far enough behind her to see the cleft of her cheeks going up those stairs. I was experiencing the most robust erection I had ever had, and I was in heaven.

We sat next to each other in a booth and ordered margaritas and tapas. The few people in this room could see that Helen was a beautiful woman wearing a dress that showed her breasts to great advantage. But beause the tablecloth shielded us well, they could not see that she had unbuttoned her dress from the bottom up to the waist. 

A young and gorgeous couple were seated at a table across the way from us. I was watching the woman, who wore a short summer dress and, I imagined, not much else. But Helen was clearly watching the guy, and she was clearly smitten. As we sipped margaritas and she appeared to talk about the day at work, she was actually telling me a fantasy about taking that guy into the women's restroom and sucking his cock until he unloaded all over her face. I had never seen her this way in public. She was completely lost in this sexual fantasy, right in the restaurant. 

I could look down from her beatiful face to see her nipples straining at her top. And from there I could see her beautiful bush. Every so often she would sneak her hand down and flick her clitoris for a while. When she hit the climax of her story, with the guy shooting his load over her face, she stroked herself more steadily and her eyes glazed over. And she lost it. She surprised herself and me by having an orgasm right at the table. She made no noise, but nobody watching her face could have missed what was happening. 

Helen recovered her composure, and quickly overcame any possible embarrassment. She said that she was sopping wet down below, but that she was OK. In fact, she was feeling great.

As we got into our second set of margaritas and tapas, Helen's hand started to wander on my side of the bench. She lightly massaged my erection below the table while we had very pleasant conversation above. Now I was telling her my fantasy, that I was inside her while she sucked that guy across the aisle. At one point her fondling drove me to distraction, and I could not keep talking. Finally, I just said, "stop now, or I am not going to be able to leave this table." 

Our young and beautiful couple across the way were clearly paying us a lot of attention, although they were mostly all over each other. We were ready to leave, but I had a problem. I told Helen, "I can't stand up and get my jacket on, because my erection will be too obvious to the couple across there. And it is not going to go down for a long time. Helen said, "I will distract them in a way that will make it easy for you to escape. But you watch how they react, because I can't."

She slid out the bench to collect her things. She stopped at a point where she was right in their view, and turned to collect her purse from the floor. She just happened to spread her legs while doing this, and with her very short dress she was now showing them everything I had been watching the entire evening. They both were astonished to see that she was not wearing a thong. The guy was struck dumb, and the woman started smiling. I got up quickly and put on my jacket for cover.

Helen then got up, and they thought the show was over. By this time the young woman appeared to have one hand massaging his crotch. Then Helen turned away from them and bent over to pick up a napkin which had fallen on the floor. They had the same view I had coming up the stairs, and her beautiful ass was there for their view. Helen took a lot of time and the other woman was clearly squeezing her guy's member as they watched. I had never seen Helen do anything this exhibitionistic before. 

Helen never looked back at them, but purposefully walked to the stairs. I watched their faces through this whole show. As her man watched Helen walking away, that guy was getting stroked by his partner. The look on her face was the same one Helen had shown before she came. I am sure they had the best sex of their lives that night.

Whe we got home, we raced for the bedroom and took off our clothes. I got the videocam ready for act 2. Helen was still vibrating from the experience in the restaurant. She lay down on the bed, face down, and I started to give her a massage. As I did this, she started talking in a dreamy voice about what the experience at the restaurant had been like for her. 

"I was already so excited from our play at home that everything I thought about turned to sex. When the couple came into the room at the restaurant, I saw that young stud and I wanted to drive him crazy with desire. I started thinking about what his cock would look like at the peak of arousal, and I couldn't get the thought out of my mind."

"I started thinking about what it would be like to be licking his cock. I thought about this enormous purple member that I could barely get my lips around. I started telling you about the fantasy, and it just became more real. The whole rest of the room went away. All I could think about was licking his cock as it became bigger and bigger."

"I started touching myself a little bit, and it was electric. I thought I would allow myself to get a little closer, than shut it down. Just when I reached the point of almost-no-return, I glanced over at him involuntarily. He was staring directly at my breasts, and in that dress the nipples were clearly erect. He looked up into my eyes, and I just lost control. The orgasmic wave had started, and I just had to keep myself from moaning. He knew what was going on, and all I could do is keep everybody else from knowing. Every nerve in my body was firing, and I felt like I was being consumed."

As she told the story, she turned around on the bed. I started licking her clitoris about the time that she started talking about touching herself. She was reliving the experience in the restaurant, but this time I was licking her. As she finished telling about her orgasm in the restaurant, I stepped up my licking. I knew she was reaching the point of no return again. 

This time, she did not have to hold it in. She started moaning and bucking. She grabbed by head as if for dear life. She seemed to be poised at the edge of coming for ever. Finally the orgasm took over her body. It seemed to go on longer than it ever had before. It was the sexiest thing I had ever experienced.

Finally it was my turn. She lay on her back, and I knelt over her. She got some K-Y liquid on her hands, and started to massage my cock. She talked to me more as she did this.

"I am jacking you off while he is pumping his enormous cock into me from behind. I can feel him getting bigger within me, and his movements are becoming more spasmodic. Finally, he starts to let go of a high-pitched whine, and starts to shoot his load into me. And that gives you the signal to let go."

And I was right at the edge of my orgasm. She had completely pulled me into her fantasy, so I could almost feel his shooting into her. And that did give me the signal to let go.

She grabbed my cock very tight. In fact it was so tight that I could not shoot my load. I was going crazy. Finally I reached down, grabbed her wrist, and said,"Let go, let go!"

She loosened her grip somewhat, and it felt like someone had cut a tourniquet around my cock. I shot semen farther than I have ever done. Some of it went over her head, some in her hair, some in her face. My cock kept pumping until there was nothing left. 

We fell into each other's arms. I think we were both coming back to reality from some place very far away. It was both exciting and scary. 

We have watched the video of that night every weekend since our big night. We thought we had a very good sex life before, but the last few weeks we have discovered new territory. And we are starting to plan out next night out.



A Night on the Town



NPOV

"Evan! Get your ass down here if you want to go!"

My idiot brother was taking his sweet time getting ready. We were just going to his bar. I didn't understand what the big fucking deal was. He owned the place for God's sake. It's not like the patrons hadn't seen him in his everyday clothes.

"Dude, chill the fuck out." Evan finally came down the stairs. He didn't look any different than normal.

"What the hell was taking you so long?"

"Nicky, you came out tonight to relax. Do you think you could do that? I had to make a phone call. Don't get your panties in a twist."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Don't call me Nicky. You know I hate that name."

"Fine, Nicholas, are you ready?" He looked at his watch impatiently.

I rolled my eyes at his use of my full name. "I've been waiting for you for almost an hour! Of course I'm ready!"

"Good, let's go."

We made our way out to Evan's jeep. When we climbed in, he hooked up his iPod and started blaring some new rap song that he swore was going to be the biggest hit of the year. "Evan," I said, "what about this says 'music' to you?"

"What are you talking about? This is the only music there is! Listen to that back beat. It takes some fucking talent to talk that fast, too. It's nothing like the shit that Katie makes me play at the bar."

Evan's wife, Kate, was an ex-supermodel who was notorious for not putting up with his shit. She hated rap music and refused to let him play it at the bar, opting instead for a live DJ who would take requests from the customers.

We drove through downtown Seattle, Evan somehow mimicking the ridiculous song perfectly. When we reached the bar, he pulled around back and parked. I went to get out, and he stopped me.

"Okay, now don't freak out."

Shit, this can't be good. Nothing good ever started with "don't freak out". 

"What, Evan?"

"It's not bad; I just have a surprise inside for you."

"A surprise? What, like a welcome home party?" I had just moved back to Seattle a couple of weeks earlier, but this was the first night I was getting together with anyone. I had been spending most of my time unpacking and getting acclimated to my new job. 

"No, not a party. I mean, everyone will be there, but we're not throwing a party for you."

"Then what is it, Evan?"

"You'll see when we get inside. At least, I hope you will."

What the fuck? 

"Fine, let's just go." I was getting irritated. I just wanted to go inside, see my friends and family, and get a drink.

As soon as we walked inside, I saw a small blur and felt something tiny crash into me.

"Nick!" The tiny blur had a very loud voice. I looked down and saw my little sister, Ali, wrapped around me, clinging to me like I had just come back from the dead.

"Hello to you too, Ali." I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up in a hug. When I set her down and she released her death grip on my waist, she grabbed my hand and yanked me across the bar to the table she was at. I could see her fiancé, Jason, looking at me with an amused smirk on his face. He stood up to shake my hand.

"Nick, how's it goin' my man?" Jason was from Texas, so he had this crazy southern drawl that my sister loved. However, since he'd been drinking it was much more pronounced.

"I'm doing good, Jas. Happy to be back."

I settled into a chair to talk to Jason more, when I heard a voice behind me.

"Nicholas Anthony Jensen. How dare you come into my bar and not even say hello to me!"

I smiled. Only one person would let that be the first thing they said to me. Without turning around I said, "Now, I know that my lovely sister would never speak to me like that, so I wonder who that could be." Before I could stand up, I felt her hand smack the back of my head. "Ow! Fuck, Kate! I was just kidding!" I stood up and turned around.

She smiled that million-dollar smile at me and hugged me. I kissed her cheek, and all was forgiven. "So are you excited?"

I looked at her quizzically. "Excited for what? Being home? Sure, why?"

She looked at Evan and raised an eyebrow at him. "You didn't tell him?" She reached over and proceeded to smack him upside the head.

"Shit! I told him that I had a surprise for him, I just didn't say what." Kate rolled her eyes at his statement.

"Nick, we've all been friends for a long time, right?"

"Yeah, why?" This was all starting to get very suspicious.

"Well, look around. Who's missing?"

I took a good look at the group in front of me.

Let's see. Ev and Kate, Jas and Ali, Madi-! That's right. Madison's not here. But, she's been gone longer than I have. I haven't even talked to her in four years. Why are they bringing her up?

"Guys, I know Madi's not here. Why the fuck do you think you need to bring that up?" Madi and I had been close in high school and all through college, but after graduation she left to go to London, and I hadn't heard from her since. I never talked about her, and no one talked to me about her. They all knew that I'd had a thing for Madi since the day we met. She was amazing. Long, wavy mahogany hair, amazing chocolate brown eyes and a killer body. On top of everything, she was smart. And I'm not just talking book smart, she was witty. She had a comeback for everything, which came in handy when dealing with Evan. This girl could hold her own. And you always knew what she was thinking, because she wasn't afraid to tell you.

But the most beautiful thing about her was the way she took care of everyone. Her mom wasn't around, and her dad worked odd hours at the police station. She would make sure that he had either eaten before he left, or that he had something to take with him. She took care of everything in the house so he could relax when he got home. If any of us were sick, she was right there trying to make us feel better. When Ali had her heart broken for the first time, Madi showed up at our door with movies and ice cream. She was completely selfless; she loved to help people.

Ali grabbed my hand and pulled me back into my chair. "Nick, I know you miss her. But did you ever stop to think that maybe she misses you too?"

"Ali, I haven't heard from her in four years. Don't you think that if she missed me that much, she would have at least called?"

"You know very well why she didn't call you." Ali narrowed her eyes at me.

"No, I don't. Please enlighten me."

"Oh, come on! She was so in love with you it was ridiculous! Leaving was the hardest thing she's ever done. If she had called you, it would have made it even harder and she might not have accomplished what she set out to do."

In love? With me? Has the tiny girl lost her damn mind?

"What are you talking about? Madi was never in love with me. We were just friends. You all know I wanted more, but I know she never did, so I never pushed it. And just what did she need to accomplish anyway?"

"Nick, you have got to be the blindest man on the face of the planet! How could you not see how she looked at you? She left because her grandmother needed a caretaker. She wasn't able to take care of herself anymore, and didn't want to hire a home nurse. So Madi went to live with her. Her grandmother passed away a few months ago, though."

"Is she all right?" I was suddenly worried about the girl I hadn't seen in almost half a decade.

"She's fine. She was prepared for it. So, back to your surprise." I was amazed at how quickly Ali could change the subject. "Nick, I need you to close your eyes for about fifteen seconds."

"What the hell for?" I was getting a little irritated at all the secrecy. I was having a perfectly good night, and they had to bring up the one thing that cut the deepest.

"Just do it!" Kate snapped.

"Fine," I huffed. I shut my eyes and could hear everyone moving around, getting out of their seats to go somewhere.

If these fuckers leave me here, someone's getting hit.

"Okay, open up and turn around." Evan was so giddy, he sounded like a little schoolgirl.

I popped my eyes open, stood up and turned to face them. They were all standing in a line, obviously hiding something. Ali and Jason on one side, Evan and Kate on the other. "What, are you surprising me with a line dance?"

Ali grinned at me. "No, this." The couples moved away from each other, and behind them was something I never thought I'd see again.

It can't be. How is this even possible?

"Am I dreaming?" I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Hello, Nick."

"Madi? Is it really you?" She laughed lightly, and I knew that it was real. She was here. Five feet away from me. Before I knew it, I was rushing at her, grabbing her up in a hug that would rival one of Evan's bone crushers. "I can't believe it! You're really here!"

"I'm back. For good." I set her back down on her feet, but didn't let her go. I couldn't. Jason finally cleared his throat quietly to remind us that everyone else was around still. I let her out of the hug, but kept her hand, pulling her to the table with me. We all sat down with a few pitchers of beer and began talking.

Madi told us all about London and how she loved it there. I noticed that when she spoke, she had just the tiniest hint of a British accent. Most people wouldn't have even noticed, but I'd been so in tune with her voice that it didn't slip past me.

Fuck. That's hot. I wonder if she even knows that she sounds different...

She told us that after her grandmother died, she couldn't stay there anymore. Her grandmother left her house to Madi in her will and Madi had kept it. She said that she wanted to make sure she always had a place to go when she would visit. I listened with rapt attention while she was speaking. For some reason everything she was saying seemed to be of the utmost importance.

I stared at her face, re-memorizing everything about it. From the way her eyes would crinkle when she smiled, how she would bite her lower lip when she was trying to hide something.

I want that lip. Both of those lips. 

I resolved that I would make her mine. I didn't know how, but I would do it. I'd wasted enough time and I wasn't going to waste any more.

I excused myself to go get a shot at the bar. I needed some liquid courage if I was really going to do this. While I was waiting, I felt a small hand touch my arm.

"Nick," Madi said. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. Why?"

"You just seem a little distant. You're not upset I came back are you?"

"Fuck no, Madi. I'm thrilled you came back. But why didn't you ever call? These last four years have been so hard without you."

"I'm sorry, Nick. I know that it was awful of me. But I couldn't bear to remind myself of what I was leaving at home. It hurt too much."

She had been moving ever so slightly toward me while she spoke. She brought a hand up to my face and cupped my cheek. I closed my eyes and leaned into her hand. "Come with me," she whispered.

She took my hand and led me down the back hallway. Past Evan and Kate's office, past the storage room, into a small office in the very back corner.

"What's this?" I asked.

"It's my office. Evan and Kate said that if I would help with the bookkeeping for the bar, then I could use this space for all of my writing too. I'm starting my first novel and I haven't been able to write at home. It's easier here for some reason."

I walked over to her desk and looked at the pictures she had lining the side. Right in the middle was a picture of her and I on the day we said goodbye at the airport. We were locked in an embrace that would make anyone think we were a serious couple. It was a beautiful black and white photo. My arms were tight around her waist; hers were locked around my neck. It was the hardest day of my life.

I felt her come up behind me and run her hand up my back. My eyes involuntarily closed and my breath hitched in my chest.

God, her touch is amazing.

I could feel my cock harden at her touch. It took everything I had not to throw her down on the floor and rip her clothes off.

"I know what I want now, Nick," she said. She moved around to the front of me, perched herself on the edge of her desk and pulled me closer to her until I was standing between her parted legs. "I want you. I have for years. And I'm not going to deny myself anymore." She rubbed her hand over my jean covered cock, and it hardened even more. "I need you." She tugged at my shirt, pulling my face to hers. She looked me right in the eyes and said, "I need to fuck you."

Holy...shit...did she really just say that out loud? Fuck that was hot.

She pulled me in and crashed my lips to hers. It was the most incredible feeling in the world. Our lips parted at the same time, our tongues fighting for dominance. She was still rubbing my unbearably hard cock. I pulled her as close to me as possible and kissed her even deeper. She moaned a little into my mouth.

This girl is going to be the death of me. But I will definitely die a happy man.

I felt her pop open the button on my jeans, dragging the zipper down ever so slowly. "I've waited entirely too long to do this," she murmured against my lips. As we kissed, she pulled my cock out of its fabric prison. She wrapped her little hand around it softly and started to stroke me, base to tip.

Fuck that feels good. I can't believe this is really happening.

Suddenly she let go, getting down from the desk. She locked eyes with me and pushed me backward until the back of my knees hit the edge of the loveseat that was in the office. She pushed me 

down and dropped to her knees in between my legs. She pulled at the waist of my jeans and boxers, and I lifted my hips for her to pull them down. She pulled off my shoes and socks and took off the offending clothing to throw it behind her.

Where did this Madi come from? 

When she was finished stripping me of my pants, she looked at me, her lip between her teeth again. I had always thought that was incredibly hot. I ducked my head down to capture her mouth with my own. Just as I was going to deepen the kiss, she pushed me back and grinned wickedly at me.

"Uh uh," she said. "Fun time for me, not you yet." She started to pump my cock a little harder, staring at me the whole time.

I don't know, this is pretty fun for me, too.

"Fuck Madi, that feels good."

After a few more pumps, she dropped her head down and licked the length of my cock. My eyes closed instinctively and my head dropped back to rest on the couch. Not wanting to miss seeing those ruby lips wrapped around me, I pulled my head back up and forced my eyes back open.

She took just the tip in her mouth at first, swirling her tongue around it. Then she bobbed her head down, taking as much of me as she could fit, and using her hand to stroke what she couldn't. Seeing the girl I had dreamed about for years sucking my cock was incredible. She knew exactly how fast to go, when to lightly drag her teeth on the underside, it was incredible.

"Oh, Madi. Shit that's good. Just like that, baby." I threaded my fingers into her hair. I couldn't stand not touching her anymore. When she started to hum around my cock I almost lost it. "Fuck, yes! Shit!" I didn't realize it at first, but I started thrusting my hips lightly so I was fucking her hot little mouth. "God, your mouth feels so good," I groaned. I knew I was getting close, so I tugged on her hair a little bit to tell her. She just looked up at me, her lips still wrapped around me tightly, and winked. Fucking winked at me! She reached her other hand out to massage my balls, hollowed out her cheeks and took me as deep as she could. When I felt myself hit the back of her throat, my cock twitched, and I exploded. I shot my cum straight down her throat, her name falling from my lips like a prayer. She greedily drank it down, licking softly to make sure that she got it all.

I had to have her. I couldn't just let this amazing woman sit there and tell me she's wanted me for years and not tell her how I feel. I sat up a little and pulled my shirt over my head, tossing it to the side, before I grabbed her and pulled her back up to me.

"Madi, you are incredible. But now it's time for me to show you how badly I've wanted you. How much I've wanted to kiss you and touch you for years." I kissed her, putting every ounce of passion I had into it. Moving away from her mouth, I kissed my way down her throat to suck on her collarbone. My hands dropped to the hem of her shirt, pushing it up so that her flat stomach was exposed. I dropped my head to kiss the newly exposed skin, stopping to dip my tongue in her bellybutton. I pulled my head back up and practically ripped the shirt over her head. I needed to feel her skin against mine.

I took a moment to truly look at her. Her hair was a little mussed from her fun earlier, her chest heaving from her heavy breaths, her perfect tits just begging to be touched and kissed. My cock started to grow hard again.

Mine.

"Madi, do you know how incredibly beautiful you are?" She blushed. She had always blushed when someone paid her a compliment. I reached out and slid the strap of her deep blue bra down her shoulder, kissing the path it took down her arm. I had fully intended on taking my time with her, but the next word out of her mouth broke all my resolve.

"Please." It came out as a whispered plea. I grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her to me, crashing our mouths together. I reached around her and popped the clasp on her bra, exposing her to me. I pulled away just briefly enough to dip my head down and take one perfect nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it.

"Oh, God," she moaned. She arched her back a little to draw me in closer. My hand went to palm her other breast, paying special attention to that nipple as well. I leaned her back so that she was laying on the small loveseat, carefully distributing my weight on her. I sucked and licked her naked tits like I was a starved man having his first meal in weeks.

I could feel myself losing control. And I could see her losing it. I made my way back to her mouth, kissing her hungrily while my hands made short work of her pants. She had kicked off her shoes at some point, so when I pulled them off there was no resistance. When I saw her panties, my jaw dropped. They were the same color as her bra, but they were tiny. There was only one reason for ever wearing something like this. They were meant to be seen. By me. At that moment, any resolve I had left was gone. I ripped, yes, ripped them from her body, throwing them somewhere behind me.

"Dammit, Madi. Do you have any idea what you do to me? Can you feel this?" I ground my steel hard cock into her leg, showing her exactly what I was talking about. I sat back on my knees, spread her legs to me and took in her incredible pussy. I could see exactly how wet she was already. "Tell me what you want, Madi. Tell me what you want me to do to you." I stroked my fingers over her, occasionally stopping to flick her clit or insert the tip of one inside her.

"I want you. I want you to touch me," she whimpered.

"But, Madi, I am touching you. You need to tell me what you want. Say it. Out loud."

"Fuck! I want your mouth on me. Please Nick!" She was panting. Her flushed chest heaving up and down with each breath.

"Where, Madi? Here?" I leaned down and kissed her stomach.

"No!"

"Tell me where, Madi. I won't do it until you say it. I'll stop." I knew this would drive her insane. I'd never heard her utter a dirty word in all the time I'd known her. I wanted her to tell me exactly what she wanted.

"Jesus, Nick! I want your mouth on my pussy! Now!"

Christ, that's the hottest thing I've ever heard.

I immediately situated myself and dropped my head to her, inhaling her scent. It was sweet, perfect. I flattened out my tongue and swept it up her core. She cursed loudly, and I thought for one second that someone was going to pass by and hear us.




A Night on the Town



For you, Paul. I hope I have included your every fantasy, and then some. Enjoy.

* * * * *

Chapter I: The Crowbar

Paul was his name. Fucking fast and hard was his game. I spotted him across the room at the bar, waiting for a beer. I made my way over and ordered another Fuzzy Navel. I wanted to get plowed and have some rip-roaring fun tonight. 

"Hey there, good looking," I said to this fabulous looking guy.

He turned towards me and said, "Hi back atchya."

"What is a guy like you doing here alone?" 

"Probably the same thing as a gal like you. Wanna dance?"

We made it down to the dance floor without spilling our drinks and started to gyrate next to each other. He put our drinks down on the sidebar near us and pulled me closer. He was behind me and I felt his hard-on pressing against the small of my back. I purposely started moving against it, teasing him. His hands came around me and slyly cupped my breasts, fingers brushing against my nipples. I turned around to face him and our lips melded together. My tongue probed his mouth, our pelvises ground against each other, the beat of the music pounded in our veins. It was as if no one else was there on the dance floor, we were so focused on each other. His hands slid underneath my skirt and groped my ass, exposing my gartered stockings in the process, but I didn't even notice. 

The music never stopped and neither did we. I made my way around him, took a long drink, and pressed my body against his back. My hands wrapped around him and found the ever-increasing bulge in his pants. I slowly rubbed up and down his shaft while pressing my nipples into his back. Before I caused him to cum in his pants I slid my hands up to his chest and unbuttoned his shirt enough to get my hands inside. I found his nipples and tweaked them, gently at first and then more savagely as the music became louder and faster. 

My pussy pulsed, aching to be touched. Paul must have sensed this and his hands slid behind and again lifted my skirt up. He found that my panties were of the crotchless sort and felt my shaved mound. His fingers slid down to the wet center of my being and dipped into the sweet nectar. Before removing his hand he slipped his finger up to my turgid clit and gave it a rub. I moaned and closed my eyes, basking in the sensations my body was experiencing. Then he withdrew his hand and brought his fingers to my lips, spreading my juices on me like lipstick. He turned me around and moved me in front of him, leaned over and kissed me wildly, making me moan even more, and louder, too. 

The music changed to something slower and we got very intimate. Paul raised my left leg up onto his thigh and pulled me so close that my bare pussy was touching his leg. His jeans were becoming damp where we were joined. My nipples strained against my blouse and got harder and more sensitive as each second ticked by. I loved the need that was boiling under my skin. 

We continued dancing close until the song ended. Then Paul went to the bar to get refills on our drinks. I stayed on the dance floor, dancing alone to the music. I was so hot, so heady, and so randy!! I twirled to the rhythm, lifting my skirt, flashing anyone who would look. I was so full of lust I didn't really care who saw my wares. I put my hands to my chest and started to tweak my own nipples, rolling them between my fingers over my blouse. Hedonistically I brought one hand to my mouth and licked my finger, getting it very wet. Then I unbuttoned my blouse and stuck my hand inside, to play with my nipple without the clothing impeding my pleasure. Thank God I'd worn my peek-a-boo bra!

Paul returned to the danced floor. I took a long swallow of my drink before allowing him to put it on the sidebar. Once he had deposited our drinks I pulled him to me and started kissing him with wanton lust. My mouth left his lips and traveled to his jaw and then his neck. I moaned as I sucked on his skin like a vampire, leaving a dark blue-red hickey that looked like a squished blueberry. Paul knew that I was going to fuck him senseless once he got me to a hotel.

"Mmmmmm, I want you," I said to Paul, as my hands started unzipping his jeans.

"Let's blow this joint," Paul replied.

"I'd rather blow you," I said as I dropped to my knees, freed his cock and sunk my mouth down on it all in one swift move. 

If the others dancing around us noticed this fiasco they did nothing to hinder us. We were in the center of the dance floor where it would just look like Paul was dancing with himself from the bouncer's line of vision. I think, rather, those around us were enjoying the show and didn't want it stopped, so they kept quiet. 

I sucked Paul's ever-hardening cock further into my mouth, licking it the entire way then flicked the area under his peehole as I worked back up the shaft. I grasped it around the base and with my other hand fondled his balls. I moved my mouth up and down quickly, knowing he must be excited to be blown in public. I had no patience to take my time with this adventure, and hoped that Paul would understand my frantic need to get him off quickly. My snatch leaked juice down my legs and dripped on the floor from the edge of my thigh high stockings. I burned with desire and wanted to get Paul to fuck me then and there. I didn't want to wait until we got anywhere else. I needed his cock inside my cunt now. I was so hot. 

As he neared climax I stopped blowing him and stood, positioning myself so that he could enter my pussy unassisted. My left leg went back up on his thigh and he pulled me up on him as I wrapped my right leg around him too. With both legs wrapped around his hips I was able to buck myself back and forth on his shaft, impaling myself with thrust after thrust. I gasped for air, felt my climax nearing, and started talking dirty to Paul.

"Fuck my pussy, you big boy! Fuck me hard!" 

"Do you like being a naughty boy, fucking in front of a crowd?" 

"I want to see you explode, see your jism hit the ceiling. Can you do that for me baby?"

Then I started getting louder until all those dancing around us heard me.

"Fuck me, stud! Jam that sausage inside me! Make me squirm!!" I screamed.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!! Fuck me, oh yes!! Fuck me, yeah, yeah! Mmmmmmmmmmmm!! Yes!! I'm going to cum!!" I shouted out at the top of my lungs. 

I rode him to my climax and then before he had a chance to blow I jumped off of him to jack him to sweet release. The music pounded hard, fast and loud, and drew us into its frenzy. Those on the dance floor closest to us now had their eyes glued to the scene that unfolded in front of them. His jeans slid down a little on his ass and I took his balls in my mouth and continued to jerk his cock until he started to groan. Then I slipped a wet finger into his ass and he exploded with an animalistic grunt and howl. His cum shot in the air as the song ended and those around us erupted into a round of applause. 

After we put ourselves back together we gathered our drinks at the sidebar and both swallowed them down in one long gulp. 

"Are you ready to go now?" Paul asked me.

I merely nodded my head yes, as I was unsure if I could trust my voice. 

He escorted me out to his ride and opened the door for me. He was such a gentleman all of a sudden. I wondered why? I think he wanted more of what he had just had.

He got in and before he had a chance to put the key in the ignition I was all over him again, like stink on a skunk. I ripped his shirt open and the buttons flew in every direction. I unzipped his jeans and found his cock oozing pre-cum again already. I took it on my finger and brought it to his nipples and rubbed it in, then bent and licked it off. Then I slid down in the seat and took his pole in my mouth and began to lick and suckle on it. 

"Get me home fast, Strummer, before I rape you in the car!!"

* * * Chapter II: Pleasure Palace * * * 

Paul started the car in a hurry and the tires squealed as he peeled off, leaving marks on the pavement.

"Woman, if you don't stop it now we are bound to get in an accident!"

I took my mouth off of his cock and sat up in the seat. I left his dick hanging out of his jeans, to see how hard he would get during the ride to wherever we were going.

"So, where are we off to, stud?" I asked.

"Where would you like to go?"

"I don't want to go home, now that I think about it. Another public place is in order. After all, the crowd back there seemed to enjoy our exhibitionism."

Paul and I had just left a bar where we had fucked on the dance floor, leaving nothing to the imagination of those around us. It had really gotten me more excited than I thought it would. My pussy still tingled with excitement. Anyone watching us would have thought we had just met. Only Paul and I knew differently. 

"Ok, love, but I want to live out some of my fantasies this time. Are you game?"

I didn't know exactly which fantasies he was referring to, but I knew that any of them would get me off, too, so I agreed. We stopped at our favorite toy store, The Pleasure Palace. When we walked in I was surprised to see that I wasn't the only woman. Usually there were only guys here for some reason. 

The Pleasure Palace was a great store. It took up a whole city block and had rooms devoted to particular fetishes and fantasies. There was a dildo room, a lingerie room, a leather room, and a bondage/discipline room. As you walked into the store the main area had X-rated greeting cards, books, calendars, videos, little prank toys and games, condoms and other things that don't offend people entering a sex-toy store. A counter stretched down through the main area and the lingerie room, ending in the leather room. It showcased jewelry - including cockrings, earrings, and rings for all other sorts of pierced body parts, as well as non-piercing nipple jewelry; also thumbcuffs, handcuffs, stickers, buttons, massage and lubricating oils and other small items that could easily be lifted. 

Paul said 'hi' to the guy behind the counter, took my hand and headed to the dildo room. To get there we had to go through the lingerie and leather rooms. Beyond the dildo room was the BSDM room. There were four walls covered with every kind of imaginable dildo (vaginal and anal), vibrator and butt plug. I looked at the formidable dildos, like the BIG BOY, that was ten inches of jelly dong and over two inches of girth. It had lifelike balls and even a suction cup bottom to assist in solo use. But Paul pulled me over to the wall with the anal dildo. 

"What do you think of this one?" Paul asked as he pointed to a thin flesh-colored softique dildo that couldn't have been more than four inches long. 

"Depends on who it's for."

"Come on, sweetie, you mean you've never dreamed of a dildo up your ass?" Paul wanted to know.

"Only if you try it first," I told him as my pussy started to get wet thinking of using the little dildo on Paul's cute ass. "And I want my own. I don't share butt toys."

My pussy twitched and I felt a little trickle of lubrication roll down my left thigh. I continued to look at other dildos and imagined what they would feel like in my wet twat. I was sure my face was starting to blush as the thoughts in my mind were getting me really hot. Oblivious to my surroundings I closed my eyes. I could practically feel the thick, rounded head of the dildo spreading my pussy lips. I spread my legs wider and bent my knees, letting the imaginary cock fill my snatch, as a moan escaped my throat.

"Does that feel good?" a voice I didn't recognize asked.

My eyes flew open and I realized it was not my imagination. Paul had gotten on the floor below me and was using a dildo on me! The one I had been staring at before. And the guy Paul had said hello to when we came in stood in front of me watching. He must have given Paul the okay to open the package. 

I felt like I was on fire. My pussy ached, begging me to allow this to continue. My face was flushed and must have been beet red based on how I was feeling. I felt faint. I was embarrassed, but then figured this was no different than what had happened at the bar, just that Paul actually knew this person.

I looked down to Paul and he smiled.

"Are you ready for more?" he asked.

"If you are!"

"This is Jason. I think you'll enjoy getting to know him."

With that introduction Jason stepped closer and leaned over to kiss me square on the lips. I was a little shocked at first, but quickly got over it and let myself enjoy the kiss. His tongue probed my mouth as Paul used the dildo to probe my nether lips. My eyes closed again and I let myself drown in the sensations. My clit pulsed, my nipples ached, my heart fluttered.

Jason must have felt my heat as he unbuttoned my blouse and let it fall to the floor. He kissed his way down to my exposed nipples and started sucking on them. At the same time Paul sat up and licked my clit while still using the dildo on me. I was in heaven. I didn't care that there were other people still in the store and that they could walk in on this at any time. My nipples grew hard and stood out from my breasts, allowing Jason the opportunity to nip at them with his teeth. 

I felt wonderful. My pussy was so lubricated with my own juices that Paul needed nothing extra to make the huge dildo slide in effortlessly. If I could describe my feelings by a color I would have felt red: a bright, fire-engine red. With all the lights and sirens. I was on fire. 

I reached down, almost instinctively, to Jason's fly, unzipped it and fished out his dick. He was as hard as a rock and ready to go. I used his precum to lubricate my hand and started to slowly move it up and down his shaft. He had a seven-incher that was curved down at the end. Mmmmm, did it look good, I thought. 

Paul took the dildo out of me and set it on my blouse. Jason softly pushed me down to the floor on my hands and knees and got behind me. Paul found his way in front of me with his pants down around his ankles. He took a finger to the head of his cock and swept the oozing precum onto it. He brought his slick finger toward my mouth, but at the last minute detoured and put it in his mouth instead. 

"Mmmmm. I can see why you chicks dig precum so much. It doesn't taste half bad - kinda salty sweet."

Paul positioned himself lying underneath me with his cock standing in front of my face, his face at my crotch. I leaned down and licked it as Jason kneeled behind me. With my ass up in the air and my head down Jason slid his boner into my box. I sighed, heightening Paul's pleasure with the vibrations surrounding his rod deep in my mouth. Jason slowly glided his tool in and out of my cunt, almost pulling it all the way out before letting it slide back in. Paul licked my clit as Jason's cock reamed me. Every once in a while Paul's tongue strayed and licked Jason's cock as it entered my pussy. I matched their pace while going up and down on Paul's shaft with my mouth. I had taken the small dildo and now unwrapped it, moistened it with my saliva and put it at the entrance of Paul's back door. I slowly slid it into his ass as I licked and sucked on his pole. I could feel Paul's sighs and gasps on my clit as I cautiously fucked his ass. He redoubled his efforts, and he soon had me screaming. 

"Yes!! Lick my pussy! Oooohh, yeah, yeah. Mmmmmmm, that feels so good, Paul!"

As I praised Paul for his efforts Jason was not to be slighted. He fucked me hard and fast, his balls slapped against me with every thrust. I couldn't help but tell him what he was doing to me.

"Ugh, ugh, mmm, yeah. Oh, Jason, fuck me. Pound it into me. Unh! Uuunnnnnhhhh! I'm gonna cuuummmm!!"

I cried out as my clit and pussy spasmed in the height of my orgasm, clenching on Jason's cock still inside me. I sucked equally as hard on Paul's shaft in my mouth and he cried out as he unloaded his seed in my mouth. Jason pulled out just in time for Paul to take him in his mouth. Paul sucked my juices off Jason's rod and swallowed every drop as Jason bellowed and unloaded his man-juice into Paul's mouth. 

I turned around and kissed Paul passionately, tasting Jason's jism on his tongue. Then I pulled Jason to me and kissed him with renewed passion and vigor. We hadn't really noticed that everyone in the store had gathered to watch our spectacle, but as we came down from our high it became apparent that all eyes were on us. As we got up and dressed, the crowd dissipated and no one said anything. Paul and I purchased the toys we had tried out, as well as a few other things we wanted to try in the privacy of our own home, took Jason's home number and went out to the car. This was one night I would never forget!!

* * * Chapter III: Home at Last * * *

Paul and I arrived home and we could barely keep our hands off each other long enough to get in the door. 

"I wonder if they'll ever let us back in The Pleasure Palace again?" I questioned Paul.

"I think the other shoppers thought we were the paid entertainment or something. I don't think Jason would ever ban us. He is the owner after all," Paul replied.

"You're kidding, right? I just fucked the owner of the store?"

"Damn straight, and now you're going to fuck your owner!"

"You are so silly. You don't own me. I own you!"

I reached into the bag of goodies from the store and threw a couple of the items at him. 

"Put these on, dear. I want to see how pretty they make you look!"

Paul took the purple lace teddy and started to disrobe. Once he was naked I realized that we needed to do something else first.

"Wait! Get in the bathroom. No respectable lady has such a hairy body. We are going to shave you smooth: your legs and arms, chest, pubes and pits. Then we can see how you look in the finery we bought!"

Paul and I went into the bathroom where I started the hot water in the tub. I wanted him to soak a little to make the hair easier to shave. I trimmed his pubes and pits with scissors and then hustled him to get in the tub. As he soaked in very hot water for fifteen minutes I took out a mug, shaving powder and brush. I added warm water to the powder in the mug and mixed it well. I drained the water and put a chair in the tub for Paul to sit on so I could spray him off after shaving a particular area. 

I dabbed a thick coating of warm lather to his pubes and then used a new razor to remove the hair. After every pass of the razor I leaned down and kissed his stiffening rod, making this a more pleasurable experience for him. I gently pulled the skin of his balls taut and carefully shaved them smooth. I had him stand and spread his ass-cheeks wide for me so I could shave from beyond his balls to his puckered rosebud. After rinsing him well I took my finger and gathered the oozing precum from the tip of his now erect shaft. I brought my finger to his ass and slid it in slowly, teasing him and then probed his ass deep, making him moan in ecstasy.

Next I shaved his arms, armpits and chest. I didn't skimp on the lather, as this made a slippery lubricant. As I slathered it onto his chest I strayed to his nipples quite often, getting him more excited. Paul grasped his cock in his hand and began wanking it. My pussy was starting to get wet, but I didn't want him to know; at least not yet. I efficiently shaved his arms and chest bare, and then tackled his hairy pits. After spraying him with the hand-held shower to clean off the shaved hairs and the leftover shaving cream I leaned over and sucked on his right nipple, nibbled on it and nipped it with my teeth until Paul cried out. 

Paul's legs were the only things left to shave. I slurped his shaft in my mouth and suckled on it as I coated his legs. I quickly eliminated the hair on his legs while giving him a leisurely blowjob. Paul was nearing the point of no return. I saw his balls lift and shrink up, preparing to blow his load. His legs stiffened and his breathing became heavier. I massaged his balls in my hand while I "sucked the chrome off his bumper." With my other hand I tweaked and twisted his left nipple. Paul moaned and cried out in a roar as he came in my mouth, gasping for air as I continued to suck on his sensitive head.




A Night on the Town



Our evening begins with you taking me to a very upscale 5 star restaurant in our town. You had made reservations weeks ago for our date night and we have both been looking forward to this wonderful dinner and spending some quality time together. Since this is such a fine establishment we are both dressed very well. I have on my little black dress that hugs all my curves in the right places and is short so it shows off my long legs especially when I have on three and half inch "fuck me" heels. I love to wear black because it sets off my shoulder length blonde hair. I am also wearing my flat silver necklace with diamonds on it that serves as my collar when we are out in public. You are looking dapper as well, dressed so handsomely in your Tux. We both clean up well and are looking amazing tonight if I do say so myself. And I am very proud to be out with you tonight.

We order a great meal and just enjoy ourselves. We talk, laugh, flirt and kiss all the way through dinner. I love spending time with you like this; it is so precious and very cherished. To the casual observer it would seem that we are a normal couple out on the town for the evening, but little do they know what brews deep down inside. 

This restaurant is one of our favorites because of its weekend jazz band and the ambiance that is created by the relaxing sounds of music drifting through the air. They also have a small dance floor for those who would like to dance. We finish our meal and decide to order dessert and maybe have an after dinner drink. We're both so relaxed right now and I don't think that we are in a hurry to get home. Our dessert arrives; we've decided to split a piece of wonderfully delicious Black Forest Cake. They make the best one here. We don't rush through dessert either; both of us are enjoying every bite. We are trying to decide whether or not to have an after dinner drink when I tell you that I need to visit the ladies room.

Before I get up from the table to you tell me that you have a surprise for me, somehow I knew this night would be special. You hand me a small gift bag, hum I didn't even notice that you had something with you until now. You are always full of surprises. I begin to reach in the bag but you quickly tell me,

"Don't open it yet, my sweet. Take it to the ladies room with you and open it. I've put a note in there as well with instructions."

"Yes, Sir."

I walk away from the table wondering what's in bag. I get to ladies room and go into a stall. I then reach into the bag and pull out a thong, but it's not your regular thong upon further inspection. There is medium sized but thick dildo in the middle and a small butt plug at the back attached to the inside of thong with the addition an upside down v shape with many nubs on it in front of the dildo. Wearing this for you should make for a most exciting and interesting night.

I also find your note in the bag that says to put it on and come back to the table. You've included a small tube of lube just in case. The note also told me that I'm not allowed to cum, no surprise there. I'm not wearing any panties, so I slide the thong on. I put the dildo in my wet cunt first, it slides in so easy and then lube up butt plug insert to my tight ass. Mmm, I feel so filled up now with them both in me. I pull the thong up so it's snug, both dildo and butt plug are deep inside me and the nubs rest against and around my clit. 

I pull down my dress and straighten it out and take the first step and I feel the double dildo move inside me while the many nubs rub against my clit...mmmmmm. I open the stall door and take several more steps so I'm out of the stall now. I try to act normal as there are other women in the restroom now.

I'm wondering now how I'll get all the way back to you without cumming. With my every step the dildo and butt plug move within me fucking my ass and cunt. The friction of the nubs on my clit is giving me sweet sensations. I emerge from the ladies room, I see you watching me very intently was I walk back towards you. I'm so aroused and wet, each step an exquisite pleasure. I slow down my pace because simulation getting too much. 

You motion for me to come to you. I don't want to keep you waiting. This is not a good time for me to get in trouble. I pick up my pace again, my cunt and ass clinching around the dildo and butt plug now. My clit is soo hard, swollen, and the nubs have made it quite sensitive. I bite my lip trying to keep from coming. I finally reach table panting and very very aroused. I sit down and when I do I feel the dildo and butt plug move deeper inside me as the nubs rub against my clit.

You smile at me.

"I see you're enjoying my gift, my sweet." 

"Yes, Sir, I am, so hot and wet now. It was so difficult to walk back here without cumming."

"I know you are, my pet, I could see that as I watched you walk back here. Trying so hard not to cum with a dildo and butt plug filling you up, moving inside you with each step and your clit being stimulated as well. Well, I have another surprise." 

You reach in pocket, pull out a remote and turn it on. The nubs, dildo and butt plug all start to vibrate....OMG! There are so many sensations in my ass, cunt and on my clit now. I was already so close to cumming. This will surely push me over the edge. I begin to softly moan and whimper. I'm trying to do everything that I can not to cum, but I feel like I'm fighting an uphill battle. I bite my lip again as I begin to pant as the vibrations continue on the inside as the well as the outside of me. As I'm trying to keep my composure and not cum right then and there you ask me if I want to dance. 

I can do nothing but tell you yes. No matter what I want to please you. You finally switch the vibe off, whew. We both get up; you take me by the hand and lead me out to the dance floor. We start to dance slow, close and very sexy. We dance for awhile, while I still feel the dildo and butt plug moving within me and my clit being simulated. I'm so glad that this jazz band plays nothing but slow songs. I relax into you as much as can, trying to enjoy every moment spent with you. You're holding me so close; being in your arms like this always makes me cherished, safe and secure. And you smell so sexy tonight; you're wearing my favorite cologne. 

Without warning the vibe turns on again but stronger. I whimper in your ear, every step as we move around dance floor is almost too much plus the vibrations within me. We continue to dance as you whisper in my ear how much your dirty slut likes her cunt and ass filled up as dance. I pant and moan in your ear hoping no one else notices my impending orgasm. 

The vibe switches off again, I whimper in frustration because I was so close to cumming. The dildo and butt plug still move around within me and my clit is still being rubbed by the nub filled surface that is tight against it. I'm dripping wet now I can feel my juices running down my inner thighs even though I have panties on. You whisper to me that's enough for now and lead me back to the table.

We sit back down. I'm noticeably flushed and can barely contain myself. 

You ask me if I'm ok. I tell you yes but I need to cum badly. 

"Aww. My sweet slut needs to cum huh?"

"Yes, Sir pleaaase." 

Your hands slide up my thigh, finding it slick with my juices.

"Damn girl, you're so wet that it's running down in the inside of your thighs."

You lift your fingers to your mouth tasting me and then to my lips telling me to clean them up. I suck and lick them hungrily, soo needy for anything right now.

I think to myself maybe you will let me cum now. But I'm wrong. You tell the waiter to bring the check because we are leaving. I need to cum so bad and in need of a good fuck right now. You take me by the hand and lead me out of the restaurant. I'm feeling unimaginable pleasure with each step I take, still trying hard not to cum.

Your car is parked in the restaurant's garage. Finally we reach the car, I'm about to explode and I don't know how much more I can take. You kiss me as you push back against the tailgate of your Honda Pilot. Your kisses become more heated, more aggressive, my mouth yielding to you as you claim what's yours once again. Your hands grab my ass pulling me closer to you; I can feel your hard cock pushing against me. It seems I'm not the only one that is quite hot tonight.

You pull me away from back of the car, still kissing me passionately. We are both so heated now. You reach in your pocket and pull out the remote to your car and push the button that opens the tailgate. As soon as it goes up and opens fully, you push me down into the back of your car. 

You push up my dress and pull off my panties pulling the butt plug and dildo out of me roughly. I moan loudly, fighting not to cum as they both slide out of me. You drop your pants, freeing your rock hard cock and climb into the back of the car with me, mounting me and taking me quickly as you begin to kiss me again. Your thrusts are hard, fast and rough. You fuck me harder; I moan louder the need to cum still so great. 

"Cum for me slut, cum now."

I can do nothing but obey you now; I've been so pent up for so long. My body finally succumbs to the ultimate pleasure and I cum hard, moaning loudly. You fuck me harder seeking release too. Your cock pounds my cunt while you growl in my ear. You reach your own pinnacle cumming loudly and thrusting into me harder 

Your body stills on top of mine and you kiss me sweetly.

"Damn, sexy girl, that was something. You ok?"

I struggle to catch my breath so I can answer you back. 

"Yea, I'm all good. And may I say that was incredible."

"That it was, my sweet, that it was."

You kiss me again, and tell me what a good girl I am. You tell me that we had better get dressed and get out of here before someone sees us. You help me out of the back of your car and onto my feet. I smooth my dress back down as your pull your pants back on. You gently hold me and sweetly kiss me. Then you walk me to the passenger side and open the door and help me in. You kiss me again and tell me again that I'm your good girl. You get into the car, start the engine and take us home.



A Night On The Town



You are looking good tonight and you know it. Nothing subtle. Portland class, looking a little sassy with your cherry red lipstick, your winter coat hides your soft skin from prying eyes. The dress you have on underneath is nothing short of scandalous; the black elastic fabric hugs your ass, just barely covering it standing up and you don't even want to think of how exposed you will be if you have to bend over to pick something up. 

The top of your dress hugs your body equally tight, and your bra has your perky mounds pressed tightly together showing off a lovely V of cleavage. A thin silver necklace hangs from your neck and dangles the pendant just at the top of the V, intentionally drawing anyone's eyes from your sexy neck downwards. Everything about you beckons to the men around. 

We have arranged to meet several men tonight. One says he likes to dance, so we are headed to a club downtown to see if he is what he says he is. Being a bit early, I get the both of us shots at the bar then drag you to the dance floor until we recognize one of them. It quickly feels like the DJ is playing directly to the two of us with a deep, bass-filled house beat.

My hands are on your hips, you ass against my groin, we grind and sway, engrossed with each other's incredible sexuality, ignoring everything else around. My hand slides forward and brushes your inner thigh as I pull your head back for a deep kiss of your red lips and then exposed, upturned neck. 

The tempo then turns up a bit and we separate slightly to dance more freely. That is when I realize we are being watched by someone who looks like he knows us. Eyes closed, you are too engrossed with the music to notice, so I nod to him and motion for him to come over. He slips in next to me and without a word I slide away from you and let him become the target of your arousing dance. 

It doesn't take you long to realize there is a new set of hands behind you exploring your waist and, timidly, your barely covered ass. I sit at the bar, lean back, and analyze the gentleman over a freshly poured beer. He has as long as it takes me to drink my beer to impress. After several minutes of broken on and off chatting while dancing I see you begin to relax and open up to his hands as they guide you side to side. Your back arches slightly and I can tell you are teasing his cock with your ass as we lock eyes from across the room. I can't help but need to adjust my growing erection as you smile slyly at me. Ok, if he has you smiling, he has me smiling. As I watch he looks to me once more briefly, checking if all is well.

I raise my glass to both of you and nod. He doesn't look back again and becomes completely engrossed with your sinful dancing. I love watching you grind into him. I love watching him slow down and enjoy the tease as you clearly push your ass into him. I love watching his hands slide up and down you as rock back and forth. His hands guide yours up into the air, exposing your beautiful body to all who wish to look, then his hands trickle down your sides, agonizingly close to your breasts. With a slight turn, you push a breast into his hand and as you turn back away from me I see his fingers wrap around it, massaging it for the first time. Feeling your exposed flesh for the first time. 

I can't sit back anymore; my arousal is too great. With one long pull I throw back the remaining beer in my glass and walk over to you both, intent on getting in on the action, intent on you. Stepping onto the dance floor I mingle and slowly make my way through the now crowded group of dancing people. I dance near by you, unnoticed for a bit and watch the almost imperceptible sexual cues you both throw back and forth at each other while dancing. A slight brush of your ass by his hand elicits a push back into his hardon. A flip of your hair towards him causes him to lean into your neck. A knee spreads your legs slightly and you drop low to rub the fabric of your panties on his leg flashing a quick view of your brightly colored panties in the process. You turn to facing him which allows him to grab your ass firmly and pull you into his thigh providing you yet again with something to grind on. In this moment you see me eyeing you from a few people away and motion me over with a "come hither" finger. 

I smile to both of you and take up a position dancing behind you. He backs off slightly and you are now mine again. Over the next several minutes we are nearly fucking on the dance floor. Your leg lifts as my fingers slide up your thigh, exposing your soaked neon orange panties. "Good choice," I think to myself as my fingers brush your mound. You shudder at the touch and immediately push my withdrawing hand back down under your skirt as it rides high up your ass. As my hand cups your entire sex I feel your skirt fabric stretched slightly and realize that his hands are also on your ass, kneading and prying your cheeks apart. Both of us vie for position with you over the next several minutes. The competition for you is slowly driving me mad with lust. 

The DJ's hour is up quickly and the next one does not have as pleasant of a sound so we leave the dance floor and head back to the bar. You leave us briefly to use the ladies room and as you walk away I hand him a note and something else you can't quite make out. Once you are gone He reads it, smiles, and leaves without another word. Upon your return the moment has dissolved and we both relax for a little bit once you see he has left. We caress and laugh at the bar at how surreal the moment was. You say you would have let him fuck you if he had stayed around. After another drink and some more time sharing fantasies about other attractive bar patrons we head back to the hotel room. 

After a short walk you open the door and walk inside with me close on your heels. As you take your coat off I slide up behind you and kiss your neck softly and say, "I have a surprise for you." He steps out from the next room and smiles. His eyes catch yours and your breath is sharply taken in as the excitement, panic, and arousal all hit you at once. I ask you if you are ok, you nod. You get your first good look at this handsome stranger in real light as he walks to one side of you as I kiss you deeply and then relax my hands from your back and round ass.

Immediately both of our hands are pawing at you. We start by running our hands all over your body, bunching up your shirt, rolling your bra strap off your shoulder, caressing your erect nipples through the thin fabric and lightly pinching them. Then with one man tucked in behind you and one in front, we slowly undress you, kissing, caressing, and sucking on every inch of newly exposed, soft, skin. One set of hands helps slide your shirt off your head, while the other takes advantage of your temporarily bound, up-stretched arms to pull the cups of your bra to one side and aggressively grab your supple breasts in each hand, sucking your exposed nipples into his mouth. I hold your hands, tangled in your shirt, above your head so you are at the mercy of the tongue and strong fingers exploring you from the front, my kisses down your neck, and my growing hard-on pressing into your begging hips. 

He sucks hard in your nipples, eliciting a slight groan from you encouraging him on. After several minutes of frozen bliss as we explore you, you squirm, I let go, and we escort you to the couch in the hotel room where you kneel on the seat cushion and lean forward over the backrest which presents your round, barely covered ass to us both. You smile a very wicked smile at me as the stranger walks around ahead of you, and kisses you deeply, probing your mouth with his tongue, while you hear him unzipping his pants and fumbling with his belt. I kneel down behind you, and take a moment to savor your upturned ass and arched back before running my hands slowly up your inner thighs barely brushing the smooth skin. My fingers find warmth and wetness when they contact the edge of your panties. They slowly slip under the edge, pulling aside the thin, bright, underwear and you feel the cool air on your wetness as you are exposed for the first time tonight. 

Coolness is immediately replaced with warmth as my tongue presses into you, licking and sucking up and down the length of your slit. As you arch your back further and push into my tongue, you feel my hand grab your ass and my fingers brush your tight asshole as I squeeze and spread your soft cheeks to better get at your honey. As I lick I can sense a rhythmic back and forth as you begin taking his cock into your mouth like a good little slut. At first you tenderly lick it and watch it quiver with every touch, but your lips eventually gives way to his insistent, gentle hip thrusts. Soon he has his hand on your head and is controlling each thrust into your sucking mouth. 

As your body rocks back and forth, the tongue in your pussy and cock in your mouth find a harmony of rhythm and for a short time all is right in the world! Each thrust from his thick manhood elicits a deep probing lick from my eager tongue. I know you can deep throat his cock so as I bury my tongue in your pussy my hand finds your hair to push you down deeper onto his cock. He understands what I am doing and stills his thrusting so that I can slowly work your head down his cock. I feel a slight gag, and watch your asshole tighten sharply, then push you down a little harder until your nose is pressed into his shaven pubic bone. My hand releases your hair and you bob up and down his pole, tongue out, caressing the base of his manhood with each deep penetration. 

The ecstasy is broken after several minutes as we both become curious and desire to experience the part of you that the other has gotten to enjoy. We command you to flip over on the couch and you take a seated position. He kneels on the floor and immediately buries a finger in your dripping cunt while I climb above you and offer my cock to your mouth. You see the glint of precum dripping down the tip of my cock and swirl it around my swollen tip with your tongue before flashing me a seductive smile, leaning forward and taking as much of me into your mouth as you can in the first moment I am inside you. My head rolls back towards the sky as your warm, soft mouth embraces my head and shaft. 

When I look back down there is a little cherry red line low on the shaft from your lipstick. I grab your hair, pull your head back to the headrest of the sofa and proceed to force my cock down your throat until you are gasping for air and I am nearly ready to unload into you. 

The newcomer's tongue and fingers play in your wetness, spreading it across your swollen lips. Some of it drips down and your excitement grows as his fingers brush lower and he realizes your cute little asshole now is as slippery and primed as your pussy! His first touch, the first deliberate pressure to your ass is very noticeable; your enthusiastic energy put toward sucking my cock suddenly disappears and is turned inwards, focused on the new sensation of naughty pleasure emanating from between your legs. A moan escapes your occupied mouth encouraging him to continue the licking, fingering, and probing. His licking becomes slow and rhythmic, running long pleasurable loops around your clit while his two dripping fingers steadily plunge in and out of you, matching his flicking tongue. 

I step back behind the couch and lean forward caressing your breasts while he works on you. Watching another man pleasuring you is a massive turnon. Your erect nipples feel soft as I roll them between my fingers. I lean down to suck and nibble on one, and the electric shot as I bite a little too hard courses through your body causing you to squirm as I hold you in place. I soften my sucking and biting, but tighten my grip on each breast as you push your chest into my hands and tip your head back. I take this as an invitation to plunge my tongue into your mouth and then hold you in place by delicately holding your lower lip between my teeth. (Side note: Dear fucking god I am so horny as I write this!!!)

He takes your thrusting hips as an invitation as well. You feel another finger slip into your pussy, filling you further. Tongue swirling, fingers pumping, he feels your pussy tense on his slick fingers as he lightly runs a finger across your cute ass. Your breathing quickens, and with a moan you begin to cum. The waves roll over you, fingers curling around anything you can grab; a handful of hair, my arm holding you in place for him, the couch, anything! 

Your orgasm subsides. Your breathing slows. You open your eyes and through a haze of hair you see two smiling faces. But the faces are not just smiling contently. No. There is a glint of mischievousness in those eyes. I have more planned for you. As you lay naked, exposed, and exhausted, I walk over to the bedside and make a short phone call. I turn and admire you as I begin to stroke my cock with the lingering wetness from your mouth. Then a knock, from the adjoining room.

The stranger gets up and unlatches the lock, while I tie a red silk fabric across your eyes. Footsteps. Several footsteps. There is rustling all around you. I gently usher you to the corner of the bed and lay you down. As the blindfold comes off you see seven young men around you without shirts exposing their tight, toned bodies. Each has his manhood in his hand, offering it to you like a gift to royalty. Their muscles ripple and pulse with each forceful stroke down each shaft surrounding you. You take one in each hand, first gently but after a moment your boldness grows as you realize this is all for you. The cream waiting inside each man is yours to coax out. 

You frantically stroke and suck at each offered member while the rest are pumped with strong hands, inches from your body. One man positions himself behind you and roughly shoves a huge cock into you. His first stroke is deep, causing your eyes to widen and you recoil abruptly once the cock head pushes too far into your cunt. Someone's hands hold you in place on the bed and the fat cock slides back in again. Hands grab at your breasts, your ass, and your now gushing cunt. Wet, slippery fingers slide into your ass as you are held in place, a sex slave to the men using you. The scent of men laboring over you overwhelms you. Glistening chests and arms surround you, flexing with each moment of pleasure. The sensation of many hands caressing, squeezing, groping your body overwhelms. Someone's fingers are doing a good job of stimulating your clit and after several more minutes you are overwhelmed by all the sensation and cum hard. The force of it rocks you off the big cock, your body tips back onto the bed, exposing your breasts to all of the men as they work their cocks over you. Your hand whips down to your pussy to finish off the orgasm. 

Just as your orgasm is beginning to wind down your wrists are grabbed by unknown hands and are guided back to stimulate the men, your dripping fingers stealing wetness to lubricate each untended shaft over you. You hear a grunt and turn just in time to see the first man's load erupt and fly onto your chest. Shot after shot covers you. No sooner is the one man finished, then two more urgently step forward and take aim between your spread legs, releasing their sticky, warm juices onto your bald, abused pussy. Another then grabs your breasts with one hand and milks his load perfectly onto your nipple and areola. The warmth of it floods your body with excitement and your slick fingers push the warm cum from your cunt and legs onto your clit as you start frantically rubbing yourself again. 

I step next to the remaining strangers, work my cock into your mouth and begin to fuck it, pushing past your gag reflex and protests and slide deep into your throat. The rest see this and it sends them all over the edge. The remaining rigid cocks pour out their loads onto every part of you, covering your soft skin in cum. You can feel it running down your neck, your thighs, your stomach, your perky nipples. 

Very shortly I too can't take it any more and get three hard pumps before exploding onto your face and neck. Breathing heavily, I step back and admire the sticky, slutty mess before me. You sit up and cum drips from your chin, hangs off a nipple, and slowly slides down to the sheets past your dripping cunt. I have never been more turned on in my life. You are getting fucked all over again as soon as the guys have left. Your night isn't even close to over... 



A Night on the Town



As he showered and toweled off, I brushed my teeth. Then I went into the bedroom and laid out his outfit. It consisted of a purple teddy, with a snap closure at the crotch; black thigh-hi stockings; purple high-heeled shoes and a black feather boa. He dressed and I went into the bathroom to shower. I washed every intimate part of my generous body and then dried off. When I entered the bedroom Paul was admiring himself in the mirror. 

"Hot damn! You look soooo sexy!!" Paul exclaimed to himself.

I walked behind him, wrapped my arms around him and squeezed his package. 

"What do we have here?" I asked.

Paul turned around and leaned down, kissing me firmly on the lips. We kissed leisurely, taking our time exploring each other's mouths with our tongues. Paul's kisses always made my toes curl with their passion. I became light-headed and Paul steered me towards the bed. We sat on the edge, our lips still locked together. Paul's tongue explored every nook and cranny of my mouth. I sighed as his tongue danced with mine, tempting me to totally submit to his will. 

"Oh, Paul ... , " I whimpered.

He continued to kiss me, making my body surrender. I became limp in his arms as he laid me back on the bed. He helped me to reposition myself closer to the head of the bed so my legs weren't dangling off the edge and brought his lips back to mine. We must have kissed for at least half an hour. 

"Hhmmmmmmm, aaahhhhhhhh," I sighed, losing myself in the sensations taking over my body.

Paul sucked on my tongue gently, treating it like I would a tiny cock. My mouth wasn't the only part of my body that felt alive. My nipples were aching to be touched, even just to be brushed by his skin. My clit throbbed and I could feel my blood pulsing through my veins. My hips started rocking back and forth against Paul, letting him know I was ready for him to use my body in any way he saw fit. I needed him to do something before I exploded with wanton desire.

"Please. Please, take me," I begged Paul, thrashing on the bed.

Paul's lips left mine and traveled down slowly to my neck. I adored having my neck kissed, licked and sucked. It gave me goose bumps and sent shivers all the way down my spine. Paul knew how to make me putty in his hands. As I relaxed into the bed Paul continued his journey and strayed at my breasts, going from one to the other, softly licking circles around my areola. He avoided my nipples until I arched my back up at him. Then he took one in his mouth and let his tongue dance on it. My nipples became as hard as marbles as he tortured me with pleasure. 

As his mouth came closer to my apex, my clit became harder and throbbed more steadily. My pussy was drenched with my excitement and my nether lips were swollen with desire. Paul finally made his way to my center and I heard myself sigh with relief. The waiting was over. He spread my flower and kissed me open, inserting his tongue to taste my nectar. I had to stop myself from climaxing. I wanted to enjoy this feeling of rapture as long as I could. 

"You taste so musky, so fucking incredible, just like a woman should taste," he said, licking his lips.

Paul let his tongue enter my box and his nose rubbed against my clit. He lapped at my core and then up to my nubbin of desire. Slowly and passionately he licked and sucked on my "little man," bringing me closer and closer to ecstasy. I started writhing on the bed, moaning loudly. My hips involuntarily lifted off the bed towards his mouth, silently pleading for more. He flicked his tongue over and around my clit, feeling my thighs quiver as I neared orgasm. Sliding two fingers into my moistness he lifted his mouth from my clit for just a second, making me burn with anticipation. Then he savagely sucked my button into his mouth while plunging his fingers in and out of my love canal. With my clit securely in his mouth, he used his tongue to softly and slowly coax me to rapture. I felt the waves of pleasure roll over me as I came again and again. 

"Oh my God! Oh my fucking God! That feels so good! Yes!!!!!! Unnnnnnhhhhhhh!" I screamed as I lost myself in hedonistic lust. 

My head lifted off the bed as I strained to watch. Then suddenly feeling like I had to pee, but knowing that it was not urine, I squirted jet after jet of cum into Paul's open mouth. He took me over the cliffs of insanity. Then my knees clamped about his head and I shouted for him to stop. I could take no more. After he removed his mouth from me my legs flopped down to the bed, like rubber. I relaxed and took a deep breath as Paul rested his head on my thigh. 

"You are such a good lover, Paulette," I teasingly said to Paul.

"I knew seeing me in this outfit would make you get off. So, did you enjoy your 'lesbian' experience?" 

"You wanted to try on the lingerie as much as I wanted to see you in it. Don't try to make it sound like it was all my idea," I replied.

"So, what do you want to do tomorrow night, dear?" Paul asked.

"The same thing we do every night, Paul, try to shock the world."

The End



A Night on the Town



6PM and the phone rings."Hello?"

"Lyss! Wanna go have some fun?" cries my best friend Tristen.

"Fun is my middle name. Where and when?"

"8o'clock. That new club on 26th."

"Ok. See you there!" I just got home from work when the phone rang. I drop my jacket onto the back of the couch as I kick off my sensible shoes. I work in a relatively liberal office and I often take advantage of that attitude and dress to suit myself. Today was no exception. I'm wearing a loose, swingy black skirt that stops about mid-thigh, and a cream-colored silk blouse with buttons running down the front.

I sit down, turning on the news thinking I'll get ready when it is over. I scan my brain for THE outfit for tonight. I know I'm no supermodel but I'm very comfortable with myself and my body and I know how just how to play up the good points. I don't know my exact measurements but let's just say that I'm voluptuous, with big breasts and wide hips. I may not be attractive to every man but I get my share of attention. I guess the fact that I am 22 with luscious, long, blonde hair and sparkling green eyes helps a bit. 

I stare at the TV watching scenes of car accidents and hurricanes........and the next thing I know, it is 7:30. Omigawd!! No time to do everything I had hoped. I look at myself in the mirror and decide that what I'm wearing will be fine with a few adjustments. I remove my bra and unbutton all buttons but the one in between my breasts and the one below that. I then grab my highest, sexiest, strappiest heels and, upon donning them, I admire myself in the mirror again. I shake my hair loose so that it spills nicely over my shoulders and then set to work on my makeup. I know just how to apply it so I look slutty enough to get noticed and sweet enough that they don't expect too much.

Damn, 5 minutes til 8, Tris is gonna kill me! I jump in my car and speed downtown but I can't remember where the club is or even what it is called so I drive up and down 26th until I spot a place that looks unfamiliar. It doesn't really look new but perhaps they aren't done with the renovations yet. 

I step out of the car into the cold night air and my nipples instantly harden and press against the thin material of my blouse. As I walk into the building I get an uneasy feeling and almost leave but I know Tris would be very upset if I stood her up so I decide to just go in long enough to look for her.

Most of the people are of questionable appearance and I'm not sure whether I should proceed but I spot the bar on the opposite side of the room and decide a drink would calm my anxiety. I finally reach the bar and order myself a fuzzy navel with vodka and find a relatively clean stool. I sip my drink, keeping an eye on the door in case Tristen should show.

"Hello, Sexy" says a voice from lips that next brush my ear.

I move away, startled by his forwardness. 

He recognizes the fear in my eyes. "Nothing to be afraid of. I'm just trying to be friendly."

I take a good look at him and find him actually quite attractive. Nice, strong body, clean-shaven with short dark hair that looks so soft I almost want to reach up and run my fingers through it. But his most striking feature are his eyes. Icy blue that seem to go right through me.

He takes my hand and smiles a little so that I can't be sure if it is a smile or a smirk. "I'd love to get to know you. My apartment is only a few blocks away and it is much quieter."

I pull my hand away. "I really don't think so." I may be easy but I didn't even know this guys name. What nerve! 

"Have it your way. But you'll wish you had taken me up on my little offer," He replied, his voice hard and cold, and walks away.

A bit shaken by this I decide to just leave. Fuck Tristen, she'll just have to party without me. I stand up to go and find myself quite dizzy and nauseous. I hurry to the ladies room but it passes within minutes. Must've been the drink, I don't drink much so just a little is plenty.

Stepping out of the restroom I notice that same man leaning on the wall next to the door. "I just thought I'd give you one more chance."

This was too much. "One more chance for what? To fuck a loser like you? I hardly think that is going to happen."

In a flash his arm wraps around my waist and he snarls into my ear, "O, but I think it WILL happen."

I scream as he pulls me into the mens room and he chuckles, "That will only serve to let them know there is fresh meat to be had. A mating call if you will. Then again, you say you will not...we'll see about that."

I continue to struggle but he is much stronger than me. I notice that there are several men already in the room eyeing me. One of them already has his cock in his hands, presumably thinking of all the ways he could use me. Stunned by this thought I stop struggling and the man who is holding me takes advantage of this. 

"Such lovely breasts" he mutters as he rips open my blouse. "You really shouldn't keep them hidden like that." He grabs one of them roughly and squeezes until I'm sure it is going to bruise. "So big and soft."

Two of the men move to stand in front of the door and I am let go. I stand for a moment staring at them but my panic starts to rise and I turn in all directions searching for an exit finding instead only lust-filled men. I dart desperately in and out of the stalls knowing I will find no escape and then run towards the door. I claw and kick at the men blocking it but they only laugh at my sorry attempt for freedom. They let me go on like this for quite awhile, apparently enjoying the show. After what seems an eternity but is probably more like 10 minutes I start to tire and one of the men, the same one who had pulled his dick out early on, grabs my hair and pulls my head down so that I'm looking directly at his big, purple cock. "Suck it." is all he says. Still determined to not give in I meekly reply, "no". He let go of my hair and I straighten up, sure that I had won.

SMACK! His hand leaves my cheek burning. "When I say to suck it, you'd better fucking suck it." Again grabbing my hair and pulling my head down. 

"Suck it. And you'd better suck it good, you little whore."

I look at it, not wanting to do what he asks but I feel his hand tighten in my hair and know that I'd better do it. I close my eyes and take the head into my mouth but the minute I do he holds my head and pushes his cock down my throat. I gag and try to move but he has a firm grip on my head and I can't seem to get away from him. As I squirm I feel hands on my hips pulling my ass up, straightening my legs. My skirt is lifted above my waist and there are fingers on the outside of my panties feeling my ass and my cunt. 

"What pretty little panties. It's such a shame I'll have to rip them." And with that I feel something cold that I can only guess is a knife on my skin as he cuts them away. I feel my panic start in again and begin squirming about, trying to get away from the hands that hold me but I go nowhere. Instead I feel a sharp slap on my ass and a voice behind me "Hold still, bitch. I don't want to use this knife for anything else, but I will." 

I guess this broke the ice because all of the men, I think there 6 of them, crowd around me and start touching me all over. There were hands on my breasts, stomach, hair, ass. I still have a cock in my mouth and now there are fingers moving in and out of my cunt, the humiliation of it is almost too much. I feel tears welling up as the cock continues to pump in and out of my mouth and fingers tweak my nipples and clit. Just when I think it can't get any worse I feel a cock slap against my ass and in one quick moment it is deep in my cunt, making me scream from not only the shock but the pain. I'm no virgin but this thing must be huge. My pussy burns as he starts to thrust hard and deep, and he pushes me forward as he burrows himself in so that the cock in my throat goes even deeper and within seconds he is cumming, first in my mouth and then pulling out of my mouth to spray his cum on my face and in my hair. When he is finished he wipes his dick through my hair to get the rest of the cum off. 

I am relieved to see him step away but within seconds there is another cock in my face. This time I can't help it, I start sobbing, "No, please....no more" my words distorted by the fierce pummeling my body is still getting. Tears stream down my face but none of the men seem to care. Instead the one who stands before me just pushes his cock against my lips and I know I'd better do what he wishes of me. I close my eyes and part my lips, dreading what I know is coming but before it happens the man behind me begins pounding into me with such force that I am shoved forward, catching myself with my hands on the dirty floor so that my ass is high in the air with my legs spread. In the fall, my "lover" is torn from me and he is very obviously not pleased.

"You'll pay for that, bitch," he screams as he steps forward between my legs.

Becoming angry that he would think it MY fault I scream back at him, "You fucking pushed me over!!" I attempt to stand from this horribly uncomfortable position but someone grabs my head and holds it where it is. I try to get away from the hand but instead it just grabs my hair leaves me no choice but to stay right where I am since the man behind me has a firm grip on my hips. 

"You dirty little whore, you act like you don't want it." With these words I feel something wet on my asshole. Did one of them just spit on me? And I realize what is coming next but in the same instant I feel his dick at my rear entryway. He is much more gentle than I expect, I suppose to save himself the pain. He inches in until he is as deep as he could possibly get and I can feel his hips against my ass.

"Are you ready, slut? Tell me you are, tell me you want it."

Over the lump in my throat I start to tell him that I wouldn't dream of saying I wanted anything from him but then realize I'm not really in the position to anger him anymore. I whisper, "I want it".

"What?? Tell me you want it and mean it, you fucking cunt. Beg me to fuck you, beg me to ram your tight little ass." He gripped my hips harder, bruising me with his rough fingers.

I whimper and quietly speak the words he asks, "I want you to fuck me. Please fuck my ass. Please."

"I guess that is good enough for now."

The gentleness is gone and instead is this animal who doesn't give a damn about anything but getting himself off. His cock rips in and out of my tight ass as I struggle to hold myself up against his attack. Ogawd, it hurts!! I have held back my screams but I can't stand it any longer. My voice echoes against the hard restroom walls and the delight is apparent in the chuckles around me. They start cheering their buddy on. "That's it, fuck that bitch." "Yeah, break the little whore."

Just when I think I can't take anymore I feel him tense and my ass fill with his cum. Gripping my hips even harder he thrusts into me one last time. Leaning forward, putting his weight on me so I almost couldn't hold myself up and grabbed a handful of hair, twisting my head so his mouth was against my ear and whispering one word, "whore".

He stepped away from me and I allow myself to collapse on to the grimy floor, so exhausted I don't care. My arms and legs ache from holding myself up during the brutal attack.

One of the other men tries to pull me up, wanting his turn at me. "I can't. I'm too sore. Please, haven't you had enough?"

"Aaaaw," mocks another man, "the poor little bitch is sore. Maybe we oughtta help her up." He grabs my hair and yanked until I was on my feet. Another man pulls my arms up and back until I can feel the corner of the stall pressing against my spine. My arms being pulled up, I have no choice but to stand on my tip-toes as someone passes a dirty handkerchief over my head and it is used to tie my hands around the support for the stall.

The men stand back to admire their work. My blouse still clings to my arms but wide open and framing the breasts it is supposed to hide. My skirt also remains on, though torn and dirty and not a whole lot of protection from their leering eyes. I hang completely helpless, barely able to touch the ground as the men watch me squirm, trying to get comfortable in this awkward position. They each stroke themselves, pleased with the way things have worked out.

One steps forwards and uses his index finger to touch a tear that remains on my cheek. He trails his finger down my chin, throat to my breasts. His hand darts to my left nipple and squeezes harshly until more tears form in my eyes and I whimper with the pain and cruelty of it. Joy sparkles in his dangerous eyes as he grabs my knees and lifts so that I am supported only by the binds on my wrists. I cry out as the rag burns into my delicate skin but it is soon relieved as I feel him lower me onto his cock. He grabs my ass and begins to move in and out of me in such a way that I'm not sure if he it is I that am moving or himself. He moves slowly at first, as if he wants to savor the moment but soon he begins to turn into the animal I know he and the rest of the men are. My tired limbs bounce about him as he fucks me ferociously until I feel him start to tense. Suddenly, he lets go of me, pulling his cock out and cums all over my breasts, and stomach. I realize that soon I will be covered from head to toe in cum as I see hungry eyes choosing their targets. I stay in this position for a long time as I'm fucked time after time, some of the men fucking me twice and most of them choosing to cum somewhere on me. 

I am finally allowed free and as I shake the cloudiness from my eyes I notice that only one man remains: The man who dragged me in here. I lie crumpled on the floor and he gazes at me with his cold blue eyes. He throws a wad of bills at me, "That's for the clothes."

I mumble a thank you as I see him step past me towards the door. 

"Same time next week?" he calls over his shoulder. 

I only nod weakly, knowing this little ritual will never change. 

=*=

Copyright 1998 - NaughtyAngel



A Night on the Town



About a year ago I had a night I'll never forget. It started when I got into a fight with my boyfriend Joel. To make a long story short I kicked him out of my house. I was really pissed off at him but upset for other reasons too. Not that he was such a great guy - actually he was a jerk, but because of all of the lousy relationships I'd had over the years, starting with my ex and continuing on after I'd divorced him.

I was just sitting on the cold tile floor for about an hour, feeling sorry for myself, when Samantha came home. Samantha's my daughter, the only good thing that came from my marriage. She was staying with me for awhile, visiting from college.

"Hey Mom, why so glum?" she asked.

"Oh, Joel and I..." I started softly.

"I don't want to hear anymore," she interrupted, waving her hand for me to stop. Her face now had a scowl on it and she went to her room. I knew Samantha hated Joel, she had never made an attempt to hide it, but Sam usually listened to my problems anyway. She and I had grown to be a lot more like sisters than mother and daughter. And if I can take a minute to brag, I look a lot younger than my 38 years, enough so that often people think Sam and I are sisters. I guess she'd finally had enough of hearing about Joel though. Still, I wanted someone to talk to and was feeling pretty down. After a few minutes Samantha came out and stood in front of me, her arms crossed in front of her, the frown still very prominent on her face.

"I'm sorry Mom. I just can't stand listening to another story about that idiot Joel. I don't know why you put up with men like that, why you let them treat you like crap and, most of all, why you always end up taking them back," she said.

"I don't why either, honey," I replied, my eyes still wet from my tears. Sometimes I wished I could be more like Samantha. She was such a strong girl. Beautiful too; she been a bit of an ugly duckling as a child but had really blossomed into an attractive young woman. I guess we had that in common as I still catch men regularly checking out my curvy but still trim figure. Unlike me however Samantha never let those men get the best of her and was always in control. She'd had a few boyfriends but nothing serious. Samantha was young; she wanted to enjoy the freedom she had now rather than get bogged down in a long-term commitment. I, on the other hand, had gotten married and pregnant at a very young age. I had wanted stability; instead I gotten a rotten marriage. Ever since the divorce I guess I'd still been looking for that special someone to grow old with but had come always come up empty. Maybe if I'd been a little more like Samantha in my youth things would be different for me now.

"Can I make a suggestion?" Samantha asked.

"Sure sweetie, what?" I replied.

"I think you need to live a little, Mom, get away from overbearing assholes like Joel. Just have some fun for the sake of having fun," she answered.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"How about we get out of the house for a while, check out some of the clubs. Forget about that jerk. We can have a good time, just the two of us. What do ya say?" she smiled.

It was Saturday night and I had planned on going out with Joel before we got into our fight. "Well, I suppose I'm not doing myself any good just wallowing in self-pity, am I?" I replied, happy at Sam's offer.

"Come on, let's get ready," Samantha said excitedly, her mood now upbeat. She reached out her hand down to where I sat on the floor and I took it, smiling. She then pulled me up and we went to change.

Samantha took me to one of her favorite clubs and we got settled in with our drinks. I go out to bars occasionally but had never been to this place before as it was more suited towards a younger crowd. It was fun to be out with Samantha though. She was right; we could have a good time just being with each other.

A few times during the night guys would try to approach us but Samantha would always politely brush them off. I must say I liked getting all this attention from these much younger men as some of them were really cute.

"I thought you wanted me to have a good time?" I asked Sam, a little annoyed with her for not letting any of the guys sit with us. Samantha wouldn't give in, however, reminding me that tonight was supposed to be 'man-free.' I thought she was being rather prudish; after all she was the one who suggested I needed to have some fun. But I also thought she was being very sweet, trying to protect me from getting involved with yet another jerk.

Luckily Samantha's rule of no men didn't stop us from checking out the hot guys there though, and there were some really sexy ones there that night. As I said they were younger than I was, closer to Samantha's age, and when I saw the affect I was having on some of them I couldn't help but get a little turned on. Samantha caught me paying particular attention to a well built young hunk and, giving me a little nudge, said, "Not bad, Mom, not bad at all. Looks like he's packing quite the pistol too." I've never been a crotch watcher and finding out that Samantha was surprised me somewhat. Maybe the alcohol loosened my inhibitions because it didn't bother me too much, and I even took a glance at what she was talking about. She looked at me with a grin, waiting for me to say something and returning her smile I said, "No, not bad at all Sam."

We stayed for another hour and I could tell Samantha was starting to get tired. Just as I was about to ask her if she wanted to head back home I heard a man calling her from behind us. Sam turned around and ran excitedly towards him, seemingly full of life again. I lost her briefly when she ran way, but now she was heading back to me. Behind her strode two very tall and powerfully built young men. I didn't know too many of Sam's friends and admit I was a little startled that these two were black but I could tell from their demeanor they were friendly. They were well-dressed and groomed and I must admit I found them both quite attractive.

"Mom! This is Lewis and this is Raymond, they're friends of mine," Samantha said, a giddiness in her voice.

"Pleased to meet you," they both said with distinctly Jamaican accents.

"Raymond and Lewis are foreign students from Jamaica, we go to school together," Samantha continued. Then to them she said, "Why don't you guys get us another round of drinks and join us?"

"Sounds great Sam, we'll be right back," Raymond replied, and the two of them left for the bar.

After they left I smiled at Samantha and asked sarcastically, "What about your 'no men' rule?"

"Oh Mom, Lewis and Raymond are friends of mine. Actually I know Raymond a lot better but since he's best friends with Lewis I've gotten to know them both fairly well. Don't worry Mom, they aren't like other guys. You'll like them, trust me," Samantha answered.

We spent the next while having a drink with the two men, and I must admit Samantha was right about them, as they were two very nice boys. As time wore on I saw what Samantha had meant when she said she knew Raymond much better than Lewis as he spent a great deal more time talking to her than Lewis did (although both men were very pleasant). It made me wonder just how well Samantha knew him, though, as their conversation was laced with quite a bit of flirting. I've never tried to pry into Samantha's personal life before and wasn't about to now though. Besides, I didn't have a lot of time to keep tabs on Sam and Raymond as I had most of my attention centered upon Lewis, who seemed to have taken quite a liking to me. I thought he was really hot too, and it wasn't long before he and I were flirting with each other in the same way that Sam and Raymond were.

"Sam, honey, how about a dance?" Raymond asked, before she let him whisk her out onto the dance floor. Not to be outdone Lewis stood and bowed, stretching out his large dark hand to me and said, "Would you care to dance, sexy lady?" Smiling I took his hand and went with him.

Lewis was a fine dancer and I had a great time. We stayed and danced for a couple of songs. A slow song came on and Lewis pulled me tight against him, his strong arms holding me. I was really getting turned on at this point. I'd already been feeling horny that day and had planned to fuck Joel that night. After we'd had our fight part of the reason I was so upset was because I was frustrated thinking about how I wasn't going to get laid. So it didn't take much for Lewis to get me going, the feel of his strong muscular body against mine was intoxicating, and I was starting to soak my panties from the feel of his erection pressing into my belly. I knew I wanted Lewis and from the way his cock was throbbing I knew he felt the same way about me.

Under normal circumstances I wouldn't have acted this way with my daughter nearby but at that moment I couldn't resist my desire to take things farther with Lewis. I gave him a little peck on the lips and he responded with a bigger kiss. Before long we were making out as we slowly danced. Lewis put his hands on my full ass and pulled me closer. I couldn't believe how big his cock felt pressing into me. I didn't know how big it could get but I promised myself I wasn't letting him get away without seeing for myself.

After the song ended we managed to pry ourselves apart from each other and head back to our table. When we got there Samantha and Raymond were already sitting there and from the less than innocent looks on their faces I knew they hadn't just been talking while I'd been away with Lewis. Samantha told us that Raymond was leaving and was going to drop her off at home. Of course I knew what was really going to happen but went along with their pretenses. Besides, if she was going to sleep with him I'd feel better about her doing it in the safety of our own home. Meanwhile, Lewis asked me if I'd like to go for a drive and after accepting we parted ways with Raymond and Samantha.

Raymond and Samantha were already gone when Lewis and I got to his car, a sporty little red convertible.

"I love your car," I said, "is it yours?"

"My parents paid for it. I guess you say they're well off," Lewis answered sheepishly.

"But I thought you were sharing with Raymond to save money," I said.

"He's doing it to save money, although I wouldn't say his parents are poor either. We've been best friends since we were kids, that's mostly why we're roomates," Lewis replied.

"So his folks are well off and yours are loaded," I laughed.

"Yeah, I suppose so," Lewis said.

"I bet that's not the only thing that's loaded," I said with a suggestive smile once we got into our seats.

"Wait and see," Lewis smiled back as he pulled out onto the street and drove.

It was a warm night and I was grateful for the cool breeze bathing me once Lewis lowered the top of his car and drove. It wasn't nearly enough to cool me off though and I couldn't wait any longer to see what Lewis was keeping from me. With a devilish grin I put my hand on his bulge and began rubbing his cock as he drove. I could feel it growing longer and thicker in my hand, which only served to fuel my desire for it. Carefully I began unzipping Lewis' pants, only pausing briefly to look up and see his approving smile. Then I concentrated on my task of freeing Lewis' wonderful cock. And beautiful it was, not only fantastic in length but in width too. I've never been obsessed with size before but Lewis had the largest penis I'd ever seen and my pussy was twitching with excitement. It was also the first time I'd ever seen a black cock and the novelty of it got me excited me too. Well, that's not totally true. I'd seen a few X-rated films that had black men in them. I always thought the scenes with black men and white women were incredibly hot and often fantasized about fucking those black actors. Lewis certainly measured up with those men and I now that I had a chance to live out my fantasy I wanted to go for broke.

I felt a need take me over, a desperate need to taste this beautiful male flesh. I lowered my head to Lewis' dick and hungrily sucked it into my mouth, savoring the feel of his hot charcoal dick against my full red lips as I bobbed my head on him.

"Oh yeah, baby, suck that cock. You suck my cock so good," Lewis moaned. I loved his dirty talk and even stopped sucking to tell him so. Lewis kept encouraging me as he drove, telling me what a great cocksucker I was. I know sucking dick is something I do really well as many of my lovers have told me so but hearing this black stud nearly half my age say it really got my juices flowing. I don't think I've ever sucked a cock the way I did with Lewis that time, there was a wantonness in me I've never had before. I felt like a slut bobbing my head in his lap as we drove through the city streets; no doubt more than few people saw us but I didn't care. I know that some white women really get off with black men and I felt it happening to me, like I was ready to come just from sucking Lewis' dick. At that moment if Lewis had called me a slut for black cock I don't think I would have argued with him. It was probably true. 

When Lewis finally stopped the car he still hadn't cum yet so I sucked his dick as hard and long as I could until he finally rewarded me with numerous powerful spurts of his hot juice into my hungry mouth. He tasted wonderful and I swallowed every drop, giving him a cum-stained kiss when I was finished. It was only then that I realized that Lewis had driven and parked in front of my house.

"Lewis, let's go someplace else, Raymond and Samantha are probably here," I said.

"OK," He said. Before Lewis was set to leave he asked, "Do you want to pick up anything before we go?"

"Actually, yeah, just hold on a minute," I replied. I wanted to go into the house and get my diaphragm. I had a few condoms in my purse but I was so horny for Lewis' gorgeous black dick there was no way I was going to cover it before it went inside me.


I went inside and crept quietly like a catburgular towards my bedroom. I hadn't seen Raymond's car out front but I was still fearful that he and Samantha were somewhere in the house. It was when I got to my nightstand and started looking for my diaphragm (I couldn't remember where I left the damn thing) that I started hearing noises coming from across the hallway. No surprise, they were clearly coming from Samantha's bedroom.

"Oh...oh yeah baby, that feels so good, fuck me Raymond, fuck me," I heard Sam moan.

I kept searching, trying to stay focused on what I was doing, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as I could now distinctly hear the rhythmic sounds of creaking bedsprings along with Sam's urgent cries for Raymond to fuck her. I'm embarrassed to admit this but hearing them was making me hot and I took some time to listen to them going at it. Before I knew it I had my eyes closed and was making circles with my index finger over my rock hard bud. My pussy felt too good to stop now, and so I let myself go, frigging it frantically to the ecstatic cries coming from Sam's room until I had a fantastic orgasm of my own. It was so intense there was no way I could have it quietly and I'm sure Raymond and Samantha heard me, but they were too pre-occupied with each other and merely continued on with their passionate lovemaking.

I was lying back on my bed, basking in the glow of my orgasm when the door opened and I saw a Lewis enter my room.

"So you decided to start without me," he said with a wry smile.

"I guess we should go now," I said feeling slightly emabarrassed but still very aroused.

"I'm comfortable right here," he replied. Lewis took off his belt as he came towards me, then sensuously pulled me to the bed, holding me down underneath his muscular body, wildly kissing me all over my flushed lips.

"Lewis, please, we shouldn't," I said, but my resistance to his advances quickly faded, and soon I was reaching to unzip his pants. We kissed each other passionately, our clothing gradually coming off as well, until Lewis and I were laying on top of the bed, his naked body becoming twisted with my own until we probably looked some kind of chocolate and vanilla pretzel. My pussy was overflowing with nectar and I couldn't wait any longer for Lewis' gorgeous cock to penetrate me so I spread my firm thighs, inviting him in. Lewis must have been feeling just as horny because he wasted no time entering my pussy, forcibly plunging himself to the hilt. My pussy wasn't ready for such a huge cock but I was so aroused I that I cried out in ecstasy, lathering Lewis' dick as I came.

That's when my black stud starting fucking me like a wildman and not to be outdone I was humping him back for all I was worth. We fucked like two animals in heat, the sound of Lewis' bloated balls loudly slapping my pussy became our mating call. Lewis was driving me fucking crazy was and I lost all control, clawing at him like a lioness, scratching his shoulders and back, drawing blood on his satiny ebony skin. Then I grabbed his tight, sexy ass with both hands and pulled him in with each wonderful plunge of his black spear into me as my mouth spewed some of the sluttiest things I've ever said to a man into his ear. Finally, we came, our limbs gripping each other tightly for support as we shared an almost violent orgasm together. Exhausted, I fell asleep in Lewis' warm embrace.

When I woke up in a bit of a daze. Lewis had my thighs spread and was eating my pussy. It felt so good I just lay back and enjoyed his fantastic tonguework. He was really good at it too, using his tongue like a paintbrush on my soft inner petals, keeping me on the edge by teasing my clit until I begged him to suck it. 

"If you insist," a man's voice but not Lewis' said.

"What, what's going on?" I asked. Then I realized that Raymond, not Lewis was laying between my thighs. "Raymond, no, stop, we can't do this," I begged, but my body was too close to orgasm for me to put up much of a fight to stop him.

Raymond sucked my clit hard into his mouth and I came forcibly, screaming out as my climax overwhelmed me. After I came down I looked at Raymond and asked, "What's going on? Where's Samantha?"

"Sound asleep in her bed," Raymond grinned, "and all pooped out for more. I could hear what a good time you were having here and thought I might join you."

"Where's Lewis?" I asked.

"Right here, baby," he answered. I hadn't been able to see him but he'd been in the room the whole time Raymond had eaten my pussy. He walked towards us so that I saw him now though. He was naked and had an incredible erection, no doubt from watching Raymond and I.

"You ready for two black cocks, baby? Sure you are. I never fucked a hotter woman in my life," Lewis said. The two naked studs started moving in on me, the grins on their faces as wide as their cocks were hard. I guess I should have stopped myself but I was thinking with my pussy instead of my head. And my pussy was twitching at the thought of what these black studs wanted. For the rest of the night I fucked them both, again and again. If there's such thing as being a white sluts for black cock I put all others to shame that night, as I couldn't get enough of Raymond and Lewis' incredible fucking and came more times than I ever thought possible. Sometimes I fucked one while the other watched, often one of them fucked me while I sucked the other's dick or let him fuck my creamy tits.

At one point I was on top of Raymond, riding him. Lewis had been jacking off watching us (that night I found out that being watched really turns me on too), when Lewis got up and went behind us. To my surprise I felt the head of his dick pressing between my asscheeks. I'd never had anal sex before but considering how I'd thrown all caution to the wind already I let Lewis have his way with me. The feeling was incredible as I now had two huge cocks in me, Raymond in my pussy and Lewis in my ass. The two of them showed their expertise as they moved carefully back and forth until I got used to it. It was fucking unbelievable and I loved every minute of it. The men continued to pick up the pace of their strokes until they were pounding away at both openings, giving me an orgasm unlike any other I've had before or since.




A Night on the Town



The next morning I was asleep when I heard my door open and the sounds of giggling. I looked up and saw Samantha standing in the doorway, dressed as if she were about to leave. I was lying on my back on the bed with Raymond and Lewis sound asleep on either side of me. All three of us were completely naked.

"Oh my God, Sam," I cried, trying to cover myself up with my hands as the sheets and pillows were nowhere to be found. "I'm sorry, honey," I said, not knowing what else to say to her.

Samantha just laughed. "Don't worry about it Mom. I told you to have some fun, let your hair down. Well it looks like you certainly did," she said giggling again.

"But...Raymond, you aren't mad about what happened?" I asked in disbelief.

"He's a friend Mom, not a boyfriend or anything," she replied. Then she added with a laugh, "and I'm not surprised he came over here. Like I told you last night, he and Lewis share pretty much everything."

Samantha turned to leave, then turned back and said, "Really, Mom, its okay. I'm going out for a while. I probably won't be back until dinner-time."

A thought crossed my mind and I couldn't help but ask Samantha, "Sam, when you said Lewis and Raymond share everything you weren't... um... speaking from personal experience, were you?"

As Sam closed the door she replied, "of course not," but her sly grin on her face told me otherwise.

Raymond and Lewis woke up about a half an hour later. They both wanted to do it again but I was feeling too sore for another round with them. I did thank them for giving me such a great time, though, by giving them another sample of my cocksucking talents before they left. After that day I decided to put my aspirations of finding a husband on the shelf for a while and just relax and have a good time. I've had several fantastic sex partners since then, some black, others white, but none of them have compared to Lewis or Raymond and I've never had a sexual experience that even came close to my night with them. I do still have their phone number; I wonder what they're up to nowadays...



A Night on the Town



This story is based on real life events that happened to me and my wife Debbie a few months ago. We have been together for almost 4 years and while we had maintained a rather good sex life, it seemed to need a boost.

Having dropped off our daughter to the mother early that day, we spent most of the afternoon being lazy. A nice bit of lunch was followed with an invitation from my wife Debbie to get some rest before we began to get ready for our night out. Once in bed it didn’t take long before Debbie stroked her hand up my leg gently teasing my inner thigh. I smiled and let her continue. She then moved up to my balls with a tickling action and then to my cock, which now was erect at a full 7 inches. Stroking it up and down she grabbed my hand and placed it on her pussy, I rubbed gently. Her intensity built with each stroke, I licked my lips still lying on my back beside her, it was then that the phone rang. Being that it was beside me, I picked it up to hear my friend saying “hello”. We were out tonight, 4 of us in total and my friend Jim had phoned to sort out taxi arrangements. I was acting strangely quiet on the phone as Debbie was now wanking my cock furiously. I tried finishing the conversation but Jim was now rattling on about anything and everything. Debbie was now smiling and then roughly pulled my dick into her mouth, I was in ecstasy. She kinda got off on the fact I was on the phone whilst being blown. I couldn’t handle much more gave a flimsy excuse to Jim and ended the conversation.

Now off the phone, I pulled her mouth from my dick and turned her away from me, so that she was now bent over on all fours. Without hesitation I rammed my cock into her, her pussy was moist and she gave a little yelp as I pushed it right in. I rocked back and forwards and with a dual motion, I made a grab for her hair, yanking it back at the same time as giving her arse a playful whack. She screamed out loud “am I your dirty bitch” ….. With that, I came with my next thrust and collapsed on the bed. My wife turned  round rubbed her clit and came seconds behind me. We then cuddled and fell asleep as we only had a couple of hours before we had to get ready to go out.

At 8.30pm, the taxi pulled up and Debbie and I jumped into the back. There were now four of us in total, myself, Debbie, Jim & his wife Emma. We headed off to the club in our best clobber, with the girls both showing ample cleavage and a bit of leg. 

We often went clubbing together, not as much as we did in the old days but still we tried to get out on the town at least once a month being that we were all in our early thirties and still enjoyed the clubbing scene. We arrived about 20minutes later and went straight into the VIP lounge of the club. We preferred it here, as it was a nice and comfortable area to chat, have a laugh and still get drunk. 

It did not take long before we were swigging back jars of cocktails and whilst I spoke to Jim about the football and stuff I saw that my wife was having a cosy chat with Emma, Later on I found out that Debbie was sharing my phone blowjob story with Emma. More and more cocktails were drunk and then our little party was interrupted with the presence of a drunk tarty woman of about similar age. She had short blond hair, long legs, a nice smile but she was very flat chested. She sat in between the girls and was completely taken with Emma’s boobs, which I admit were big at 38DD. She explained to Emma that she was ashamed of her chest and without asking reached over and massaged Emma’s boobs firmly. This stranger then stood up winked at Emma and left us. I could see by Emma’s reaction that she was stunned by this girls actions and a little turned on, my wife sat back clearly enjoying the scene.

The club was in full flow, the music was banging loud, people were gyrating everywhere. The place was awash with sexy girls together with lots of downright slappers. Debbie held my hand tightly as we all moved to a space on the dance floor. We all enjoyed dancing; it was then that I heard Debbie dare Emma to kiss her in front of the rest of us. With that, she reached up and pulled her face towards her own, forcing her tongue deep in her mouth. This lasted for a few seconds they then pulled apart and carried on dancing. The three of us looked in amazement and a little bit of shock; I could feel myself getting aroused. We carried on dancing, it was now approaching 1 in the morning and we decided it was a good time to leave to beat the rush for a taxi, after some more dancing we left the club and jumped into a taxi.

We all squeezed into a Hackney cab with Emma and Debbie sat closely together. Debbie winked at me and with that started to slide her hand into Emma’s top caressing her big tits. I looked around the cab, Jim was oblivious to this. I could sense that the girls were both enjoying the thrill of touching each other in my view. It was then that Debbie took the lead and slowly inched her hand up Emma skirt, into her knickers. With only a small space to work with I could see Debbie frantically finger Emma, while Emma looked out of the window as if nothing was happening. The cab pulled up to my friend’s drive, Emma suggested we come in for a nightcap. Jim oblivious to the events of his wife being fingered in the back of a cab, jumped out and paid the driver. Emma got out next and adjusted her skirt, leaving just Debbie and I, she pulled me close and whispered in my ear “are you ok with this” I nodded and smiled, she continued, “I just love to finger another girl, thanks for being ok with this”. She then pushed her index finger into my mouth; I now tasted the pussy juice of my friend’s wife, wow, my dick jumped up. I struggled to control my lust for my wife.

We followed the others into the house and went into the kitchen, Debbie and Emma were getting close on the settee, they were both fondling each other’s boobs over the top of their clothing. It was at this point something strange happened, my friend Jim looked over and told his wife he wanted a chat, they left the room but we could overhear them talking …. He was clearly not happy with the closeness of the girls and told her to stop her flirting. They then returned to the room and Jim continued with pouring some drinks. Emma looked a little upset and said she was off to the bathroom; Debbie went with her to make sure she was ok. With Jim and I left in the kitchen, I asked him if he was ok with the girls fooling around a little, I told him I did not mind especially because we would both get to watch if the girls wanted to fool around a little.. He looked me in the eye and said flatly that he was NOT ok with it, I was a little shocked but respected his decision. I drank my drink and asked to use his phone to call another cab for me and my wife to go home. I went to the phone it was outside the bathroom, as I picked it up, I could hear a very quiet and gently moan. The bathroom door had been left slightly open, I pushed it gently. There on her knees was Debbie with Emma standing over her, her tongue inside Emma’s cunt. They were both naked and I could see that Emma was grabbing my wife’s hair and pulling her head deeper into her. Emma looked me in the eye and climaxed immediately, her breasts heaving. She then dropped onto her knees and changed places with Debbie. It was now my wife’s tongue to have a girls tongue inside her. Momentarily I had been frozen, then my dick came to life, I nuzzled up behind Debbie’s back and while Emma tongued her clit, I grabbed my wife’s hair and whispered in her ear what a naughty girl she was being. With that, she swivelled her head around and stuck her tongue out beckoning me to taste it. I did, tasting the juices of Emma yet again. Emma was now using 2 fingers and her tongue on my wife, seconds later she shook as she orgasmed sending a stream of juices over Emma’s face. The girls cleaned themselves up, whilst I phoned for a cab. 

Jim came looking to see where everyone was, luckily the girls were know clothed and apart from looking flushed looked ok.

We said our goodbyes and left for home. Once in the cab, Debbie leaned over and asked me if I had liked what I saw, I told her it had blown my mind. She told me it was my turn now, thanking me for my patience she unzipped my trousers and released my cock, With the driver freely able to see in his mirror, she sucked on my cock while spilling her boobs into view. She bobbed up and down taking me deeper in her mouth. With the events of the evening I couldn’t hold on any more, sensing I was about to shoot my load she pulled my cock close to her tits and yanked me real hard, I came hard and fast, she aimed my cum into her chest. I covered her breasts with it, after I was done she simply pulled up her top, her clothing now beginning to stick to her.

We pulled up to the house, Debbie got out of the car and ran to the door, I leaned over to the driver and asked him how much for the ride, he simply smiled and waved me out of the car. He had obviously seen my wife blow me in the car.

We got in, we fucked repeatedly reliving different parts of the night. This had definitely spiced up our sex life even if it did not go quite to plan, oh well, there is was always next month’s night out to look forward to.



A Night on the Town



Hi, my name is Kathy, and  I can't get enough, I just really get off being naked in public and having my body used for the pleasure of men, fucked in all my holes, whipped, spanked, you name it I love it. If anybody had told me eight months ago, that I would soon be letting any man strip me and abuse my body how they wanted, to humiliate me, use me as their slut, I would have told them they were off their head. Anyway, to my story.

This story is about some of the men at a pub we visit some Fridays wanting to take me into the next town and to take photos of me being fucked in various positions and locations around the town, this is about that night.

It started with me arranging to meet early on one of the Friday evenings at the pub, my husband had got there first to help plan the trip and decide what they were going to do with me. They had arranged the outing by the time I had got there and in about all eight men were going. I had agreed to this a couple of weeks previous, as we do not go every week now so as to make it more interesting when we do.

We all climbed aboard one of the guy's van and made our way to town. All the way there they where touching me up with fingers probing my cunt and ass, and my tits and nipples were pinched and bit. I had cum half a dozen times by the time we arrived. We parked in a multi story car park on the fourth floor in the centre of town, and they decided to make this the first location. I was told to strip to just my high heels. I did this then said ok who's first, and how did they want it. One of the men came over and took me to the edge of the level and told me to bend over the low wall, then spread my ass cheeks as he was going to fuck my ass. He spit on my asshole to lubricate it then eased his cock into my tight hole, then when all in began to fuck me hard until he came up my asshole. All the time I was moaning and crying out for him to fuck my ass real good. Anybody below who looked up would of seen my tits and me being fucked. Dave the landlord was taking photos during all of this. 

We decided to move on and the guys gave me a short jacket to put on saying not to bother with any other clothes. It was held together with only two buttons at the front and just about covered the cheeks of my ass. I felt as horny as hell walking around naked underneath it. I got quite a lot of looks and comments from other men we passed in the street and I had fun bending over in front of men showing all my ass and sometimes unbuttoning the two buttons and flashing my tits and shaven cunt at passer byes.

The next location was a monument in the centre of town. I stripped off my jacket and was stood against the cold stonework. The men gathered around as I wrapped one my legs around one of the men’s waist and was given a good hard cock up my cunt for the first but not last time that night. I tried not to make to much noise, but I'm sure several people must have heard my moans of lust, more photographs were taken. This carried on in several more places, by the town hall, bus station, railway station, in a gents public toilet, and a couple of shop doorways with me getting a good shagging or giving a blow job. We were seen a few times but they were happy to watch the performance.

The evening was still young so we decided to go and look for a club, on the way two men stopped us and asked if I was for hire, Dave the landlord said how much had they got, the stranger said they only had ten pounds each Dave said they could have ten minuets each with me. He took their money and my jacket and I was lead naked down an alleyway nearby. The first man said 'get down on your knees bitch and suck my cock’. I knelt down and got his cock out then took it in my mouth; I could taste the precum on the tip it tasted delicious. I was well into deep throating him when I felt a pair of hands pulling my hips up, I was put into the doggy position and a cock was rammed up my cunt. I started to think what a right slut I must look naked on all fours in a dirty back alley with two men fucking me both ends and a group of men and my husband looking on. They had their ten minuets, both cumming deep in my mouth and cunt, they told Dave it was the best fuck and blow job they had ever had from a tart, and what a horny bitch I was.

We carried on and found a club in one of the more sleazy sides of town, which suited us. Once in I went to the ladies to clean up a bit. There where a couple of women in there and they commented on how much cum there was on me, I said I had been receiving a good shagging earlier. They came over and said they would help clean me up and removed my jacket. They washed my body playing with my tits and pinching my nipples in the process. I was lead to a makeup table and sat down on it, they said they were going to lick my pussy clean. It was heaven having their soft tongues lapping around and inside my pussy. When they had finished they each got out a large vibrator from their bags and inserted them into my cunt and ass. I'm sure they must of heard me in the club crying out when they switched them on to full power and fucked me with them bringing me to several orgasms. They gave me some makeup and perfume and I got dressed and we left the ladies, on the way out they said looking like that I would probably get a lot more cock that night, I said I hoped so, they laughed, kissed me and said I was such a slut.

I was having a good time dancing with lots of men and also getting touched up a lot when they discovered I was nude under the jacket. Fingers and hands were squeezing and probing my ass and cunt with the cheeks of my ass being on view most of the time.

Next thing I knew there was a announcement over the disco that Kathy one of the guests tonight was going to put on a performance on stage, Dave had gone and had a word with the manager. I could see the doors of the club being locked as I got on  the stage to a roar of cheers and whistles. The music started and I began to dance swaying my body around and gyrating my hips and flashing my ass. The audience was shouting to get them off so I removed my jacket and carried on dancing in just my high heels. Most of the audience were men but there where some women including the two from the ladies toilet that I had meet. 

There were a lot of cheers when a couple of men climbed onto the stage and danced with me. They were rubbing their hands all over my body, and wanking me off on stage in front of all these people. The two women shouted out to give the slut what she wanted a good fucking so I was lead to a table that had been put on the stage and pushed back onto it. My legs were parted and one of the men went down on me licking my clit and pushing his tongue right inside, the other man was squeezing and pinching my tits making the nipples stand up hard and red.
They then got their cocks out and fucked my cunt and face the one telling me to suck his cock hard as he was going to fill my mouth with his cum.

During this more men had got on stage and formed a cue to take their turn with me, as soon as one cock had finished their was another to take it's place in either of my holes, fucking me hard until they came. I lost count of the amount of cocks that went up me and the loads of cum I swallowed. Several men liked to push their ass into my face and tell me to lick their ass holes. I pulled their cheeks apart and licked all around the rim then pushed my tongue in as far as I could. They loved me giving them a good rimming while they watched other men fucking my cunt hard.


The women that were there were urging the men on telling them to fill the slut with cum, cover her in it. I was shouting out 'who was next in line to fuck this slag, and who wanted to shove their cock up my ass' there were always plenty of volunteers to use me how I wanted.

After quite a while some of the women said they thought I ought to be punished for being such a cum loving, cock sucking tart and with that I was lead to some pillars and tied standing between them arms and legs apart. The manager produced a whip with lots of strips of leather, (he said it was left over from a cabaret night) and the women all took it in turns to whip me with it. The throngs of leather stung as they brought it down across my back, ass, tits, and the insides of my thighs and smooth shaven cunt. Everybody was enjoying the spectacle watching me writhe about and hearing my moans of pain and ecstasy as I came whilst being whipped. I lost count of how many times I cum during this. The women also used the whip handle and some vibrators to wank me to a climax with, and some more of the men decided to have second helpings while I was tied up and fucked my ass and cunt again hanging on to my tits as they did so.

After I was untied I was lay back across the table and the men were encouraged to piss over me, several of them did and I felt the warm liquid running all over my body, face, and hair. One man told me to open my mouth so I could taste it, his piss was warm and tasted salty as it splashed onto my lips and in my mouth, other men wanked over me adding their cum to my piss covered body, then wiping their cocks on my face and tits.
By the end of the night I was exhausted, my cunt and ass ached from the amount of cocks and objects that had been shoved in them, and from the whipping. After I had cleaned up some of the mess my body was in we decided to leave, the manager telling us to come back whenever we wanted to. Dave said we would. My jacket had disappeared so I was told I would just have to walk back to the van naked.

We left the club and made our way back to the car park keeping to the backstreets so as not to fall foul of the law, with me wearing just my heels and dried cum, and to add to my humiliation they let anybody have me who wanted to, telling them that I loved walking about nude in public asking to be shagged, (which is true anyway) and they could use me as they wanted to, and most of them did in doorways, against lamp posts and parked cars. 
One of them taking me to a piece of waste ground nearby and laying me face down on a dirty old smelly mattress, yanking my head back by my hair and fucking my ass hard, then after he had cum telling me to suck his cock clean. Dave made sure he got photographs of it all. 

Several of the men asked if I was for hire for private parties, Dave the landlord said I could be if the price was right, and only with him and my husband present, (they now know my husband is with me on our Friday nights) so it looks as if I'm in for some more fun.

We finally got back to the van and made our way home. Back at the pub, several more of the locals who were drinking there took a turn with me, especially when I had gone inside still naked and smelling of cum and had all added theirs to it. By the end I had made a bit of cash that night, and my husband and I had enjoyed our sexual activities that evening, and Dave had a lot more photos for his and our albums and behind the bar.

I hoped you liked my story of that night.

Kathy.     

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A Night on the Town



It was a Friday night. And we don't generally go out. But tonight, I had made it clear – we were going out. And I was more than determined to dress so that Jesse would have a hard time keeping his hands and eyes off of me and keeping his cock unnoticeable in his pants. 

So I stood there in the shower, washing my hair and thinking about how the night was going to go. I imagined how we'd be all over each other during the night, and how we'd barely be able to contain ourselves as we walked into the dorm room later that evening. As the kinky images got clearer and clearer in my head, I found my hand trailing down to my already wet cunt. I lightly flicked at my clitoris, first slowly, and then faster, keeping the touch just light enough as I teased myself. I massaged my breasts with my other hand, imagining Jesse's hands all over my body, wishing he was there right then to lick and suck on my hard nipples. My tiny fingers that were now slipping in and out of my pussy were nothing compared to the size of his large dick when he shoves it inside of me. I was so worked up in the shower now, that I had long since leaned against the wall. My breathing became heavier and heavier as I reached my climax and the juices streamed from cunt. I smiled mischievously as I slid one into my mouth, imagining the look on his face if he'd seen me do it. With that thought, I poured some shower gel onto my loofah and cleaned myself off. Then I hurried out of the shower to finish getting myself ready for the big night.

I carefully went through my underwear drawer, picking up three or four of my thongs, debating which one to wear. I grabbed my black push-up bra and a lacy black thong, and quickly pulled them on. I took the tight black leather skirt I had been planning on wearing from my closet and put that on as well, pleased to find that it came up just high enough on me that it wouldn't take much for me to give Jesse a little show at a few chosen moments that evening. I chose a tight read bustier with a zipper in front for my top. I finally threw the bra back into the drawer where it came from when I realized that tightness of the bustier would be plenty to give my breasts that extra push. I'd show him just enough to entice him. I also planned to have plenty of fun playing with the zipper, but not let him touch it at all. 

Now dressed, I blow dried my hair, sprayed some perfume, and put on some make up. I pulled back my hair with two clips, and made a mental note to put a hair brush in my purse. I would've left my hair down … but I know he loves to pull the clips out of my hair, so I figured I'd humor him. I found a cute black choker in my jewelry box and clasped that around my neck. For my feet, I pulled on and managed to zip up my knee high black leather boots. There I was ready.

And just in time, too. The phone rang almost the second I finished with my boots. I grabbed it and said, "Hello?"

"Hey, you," came Jesse's voice. "You ready to go?"

"Yep. You downstairs?" I replied. "Sure am. See you in a few."

"Ok. Be right down." I hung up the phone and grabbed a coat and my purse, making sure my keys were in it. As I started to close the door, I thought about it and threw the coat back into my closet. He enjoys it when I'm cold, I thought to myself. Then I finally did shut the door and ran down the stairs.

I don't think I'll ever forget the look on his face when I walked through the doors from the stairwell into the lobby of my dorm. He rather quickly recovered from the draw drop though his blue eyes still looked like they might fall out of their sockets, and the look that resulted was one I'd only seen him wear when he was checking out other girls. It made me glad I'd gone through the extra trouble. I don't generally dress that way, but boy was it worth it.

"What's that look?" I joked as I sauntered over and kissed his cheek, looking up into his eyes, and running my hands through his dark black hair. Yup, he was definitely tall, dark, and handsome. I think he stared directly at my peeping bustline the entire time. I tipped his chin up and said, "Let's go, you."

About 15 minutes later we were shooting pool at a local place downtown. It was Jesse's turn. I couldn't help but stare at his hot ass as he bent over the pool table, concentrating so hard on his next shot. I walked up behind him an slapped his ass hard, just as he took his shot. The 9 ball went ricocheting around the table, clearly failing to make it into any of the pockets. 

Jesse swung around and gave me a look. I smiled mischievously. Then I leaned in close to him, pushing my breasts against his chest, and whispered in his ear, "Sorry, babe. I was just getting a little riled up thinking about how much fun with would be to fuck right here on this table. Didn't mean to mess up your shot." With that, I took the pool cue, leaned over the table, leaving my legs invitingly open, and started to line up my shot. With Jesse behind me, I was sure he could see my lacy thong up the back of my skirt. I glanced over my shoulder and winked at him, and slowly slid the pool cue between my legs.

"Grrrr!" Jesse said as he walked up to me and pressed his bulging pelvis against my ass. I pushed back against his throbbing penis as I stood up. Then I leaned over again, took my shot, and turned back to Jesse. 

"I'll be right back. No cheating while I'm gone," I said as I walked towards the bathroom, knowing full well how tempted he was to follow me. In fact, when I walked out the door of the bathroom to head back to the pool table, a hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me towards him. 

"I want you so badly right now," Jesse whispered into my ear. "I can't wait till we get back, I'm gonna explode before then." 

I grinned and began playing with the zipper to my bustier, pulled it down and revealing a bit more cleavage. When Jesse reached to help me out, I pulled it back up, and took his hand in mine. "Not yet." I handed him the underwear I had just taken off in the bathroom, grinned, and walked back towards our table. 

I was sitting cross-legged on the pool table when Jesse finally returned from the bathroom. He'd been back there for a while, actually. "I thought you fell in," I teased.

He walked up to me, took the pool cue, and held it upside down. "That's the wrong way, silly," I said. Jesse just grinned. He uncrossed my legs, and spread them a bit. Looking down he could see the pink fullness of my recently shaved pussy. "No it's not the wrong way," he said. "Not for what I intend to do with it." With that, he leaned in close, and started rubbing my clit with his fingers.

"You know, I already masturbated once today," I teased. "In the shower." 

"That makes two of us," he replied, knowing full well how crazy it gets me to think about him playing with his hard, sensitive cock. "What did you really think I was doing in the bathroom just now?"

I purred in his ear. "God, you're sexy. I wish we had this whole place to ourselves right now. Oohhh…" I moaned as he pushed the pool cue inside me. The more he did it, the more I felt myself bucking my hips with him, aching to have his hard long cock inside me, wanting to feel him shoot his load into my incredibly wet cunt. As he kept the pool cue moving rhythmically, he brought his mouth down on my breasts, gently licking along the line of the bustier, even nibbling slightly as we both got even more turned on.

"I think … we're done … playing …" I gasped as I felt myself getting closer and closer to coming. Jesse grinned and pulled the pool cue out of me. "I think we're just beginning. But let's go home and play." He took the pool equipment back to the counter as I sat there scowling at him for teasing me like that, though I secretly love it. I smirked as we walked out the door, thinking of how wet and sticky the end of that pool cue had to be …

As I stuck my keys into the car door and unlocked it, I was surprised to feel Jesse still behind me. He reached to my front and began to unzip my bustier. Jesse unzipped it just enough to push my bare breasts against the cold car window, as he began to kiss at my neck.

"What do you think you're doing mister?" I asked as I turned around, revealing my breasts to him, with my nipples extremely perky. He gently began to push me against the hood of the car, his hands now gently running up and down my thighs.

"Nothing," I he said innocently. "Someone's wet still." He could feel my juices dripping down my inner thighs, as he slowly inched me leather skirt up higher. 

My hands played with the button on his jeans as I kissed up and down his ear. "Someone left me a bit unsatisfied," I replied coyly. "And there's only one person who can fix it." I could feel his penis pressing against his fly as I began to unzip it. I smiled as I felt the satisfying warmth of his flesh in my hand after I had pulled out his dick. "It's cold out, isn't it? Poor Bob is gonna get cold," I mumbled as I leaned over and engulfed his cock in my mouth.

"Mmmmm …" I moaned as I began stroking him with my tongue. I kissed slowly down the shaft to his balls, and gently took each one in my mouth in turn. As I made my way back up to the head of his penis, my hand wrapped around his sac and began to massage, hoping to intensify the feeling. I teased with my tongue, sometimes humming, taking as much of his huge cock into my mouth as I could without gagging myself. With the one hand on his balls, I took my other hand and let it follow my mouth up and down his cock, squeezing just tightly enough. I knew I was getting to him as he started to thrust his hips into my mouth, first gently, then with increasing force as he felt his climax building up. I moaned with the knowledge that it was making him feel that good, and that was just enough to send him over the edge. His cum exploded into my mouth, warm and sweet, and I swallowed it eagerly. When I stood back up to smile at Jesse, there was still just a bit of it dripping out of the corner of my mouth. I scooped it up with a finger and sucked it off immediately, then smiled.

"I suppose I'll let you rest for the drive home," I said. "Come on, get in the car."

When I parked the car at a hotel, Jesse turned to me surprised. "What's this?"

"This is no roommates, no loud suitemates, no yucky showers. Just you, me, a nice big bed, and a long night ahead of us." I smiled and got out of the car, opening the door to our room with the key I had picked up earlier that afternoon. Jesse was so shocked, that I was inside the room, getting some alcohol out of the cooler I'd put in their earlier by the time he came in. I stood up and handed him one.

"Gonna get me all liquored up, huh?" he joked as he opened the bottle and began to drink.

"That's the plan," I replied as I took a swig of my own.

A couple of drinks later, I could feel the room spinning. So it definitely shocked me when Jesse deliberately spilled about half the bottle that was in his hand down the front of my body.

"Ooops," he said, and grinned. "Guess I'll have to lick that up." He poured just a little more and began licking at my collarbone and neck, slowly making his way down to my bust line again. This time I didn't stop him when he began to unzip my bustier, following the zipper with his mouth and tongue. After it had fallen to the floor, Jesse gently traced up my body with his fingers, teasingly circling my breast, in smaller and smaller circles, till he was just barely missing my nipple. I sighed contentedly as he finally squeezed it, and moaned as I felt his tongue and mouth began to pay on the other breast. I fell back on the bed, my head reeling, as I let myself succumb to the effects that Jesse was having on me. I once again felt the hardness of his cock through his pants, while he leaned into me, playing with and teasing my breasts. My hands fumbled for the bottom of his shirt, aching to pull it off of him, and feel his hot body in my arms. After I succeeded with that, I rolled over, pushing him onto his back. I shoved one of my breasts into his mouth while my hands worked his pants off again. His hands were squeezing my ass hungrily, trying to find the zipper to my skirt, and pull that off. I stood on the bed, my skirt dropping to the floor, as I stared down at his delicious naked body, while I was wearing nothing but my boots.

"Stay right there," I told him as I smiled and hopped off the bed. I returned a moment later with a cowboy hat on my head, and a whip in my hand. "Now this could be fun."

Jesse's jaw dropped, as I gently cracked the whip and hit his thigh. He was speechless. "Now, do I get to tame you, or should I let you have your way with me? I can't decide … Hmmm, I'm going to play first. Then it's your turn." Jesse just nodded.

I climbed onto the bed, and straddled him. His hands went directly for my breasts. I let him grab them, and then wrapped the whip around them quickly, tying his hands together, and pulling them back behind his head. There I gently tied them to the bed post, and stood up. I turned off the lights, so that all he could see was my silhouette, and turned on some music. Once again I straddled him, and began kissing his neck and collar bone. I teasingly made my way towards his lips, nibbling and sucking gently on them once I got there. I kissed the rest of the way down his body, then around his cock, careful not to stimulate it at all. Then I finally took it in my hand and gently began rubbing it along my clit, and down to my vagina. 

"You want to fuck me? Want to drive your cock into me?" I asked playfully.

Jesse's only response was to thrust his hips up hard, and slam his pelvis into mine. I gasped as I felt him drive deeply into me, pushing against my inner walls. I reached up and pulled off his blindfold, but kept the whip tied around his hands. I began to ride him, pulling his dick in and out of my pussy, slowly and sensually. I reached behind me, and began to caress his balls. 

"You like that?" I said as I kept sliding on and off his cock. "As good as this feels to me, I'm so tempted to untie you, and just let you ravage me. I want you to be rough, to throw me against a wall and just fuck me until I lose consciousness."

Jesse moaned and began to thrust his hips some more. "Let me loose and I'll hold up my end of that bargain." 

He began to pull at the binding I'd used on his hands. It loosened easily, as I hadn't wanted to hurt him. Soon his hands were free, and all over me. He rolled me onto my back and started pumping his hips, filling me with his dick again and again. I screamed in ecstasy as I came with a rush. Having already cum twice, Jesse had quite a bit of endurance. The sweat was pouring off our bodies. I turned over on my hands and knees, and let him fuck me from behind. He grabbed my breasts and pulled himself into me. The way his large cock stretched my insides from that position was enough to drive me insane. I was louder than I'd ever been before. Jesse kept thrusting faster and faster, until he shot his hot cum load into my pussy, and I sighed with pleasure. 

Following that, we both made our way to the bathroom for a nice hot shower. When we had both relaxed a bit and cleaned up, Jesse got out while I shaved my legs. I was just finishing up when the light in the bathroom went out. I stood still, not sure if the power had gone out, or is Jesse was trying to be funny.

The answer was closer to the second one, I realized as I felt the blindfold cover my eyes and Jesse pull it tight and tie it in back. He turned off the shower for me, and took my hand, leading me back out into the bedroom. He lied my gently on the bed, and used my whip to tie my hands up to the bed post.

"My turn to have some fun now," he said...



A Night on the Town



Kimberly was excited but a little nervous. Her husband had called several hours ago with instructions for her to take their children to his parents. Then come home and listen to the tape he had left for her in the car. 

She had done as he asked and was now sliding the tape into the machine in their bedroom. She was already dripping wet. He had done this once before. It had led to a night of exotic lovemaking that she would never forget. His masculine voice began by instructing her to remove her clothes. She was to follow his instructions exactly. He would be watching her. He had installed cameras in various places around the house and would know if she did not do as he said. 

She opened the drawer beside her bed to find a beautifully wrapped gift. Her hands were trembling as she opened it. A new vibrating dildo and a second tape was inside. As she slid in the tape, she lied down on the bed and began fingering herself. Her pussy was so wet. He knew it would be. He told her that he and a friend were watching her. She was to masturbate for them. To bring herself to orgasm, then get into the shower. He would be home soon after.

Her fingers slipped over her erect nipples making them stand up at attention. Then drifted down to open and reveal her beautiful pink pussy. She ran her fingers in and out, then tasted her own juices before sliding her new toy deep inside. The depth along with the vibration was wonderful. Her back arched each time she drove the shaft deeper inside. With the other hand she was circling her clit. Making it swollen and bright pink. The two men watching were mesmerized by her body . They could hear her moans as she began to climax. Her orgasm was powerful. She cried out as she came hard, driving the dildo as far in her pounding cunt as it would go. She was spent. But she knew she needed to head for the shower. Toni would be home soon.

She was standing under the warm water letting it run over her naked body when Toni climbed in the shower with her. He kissed her deep and pressed his hard cock against her belly. See what your little show did for me? He grinned and told her it had done the same for his friend. His friend planned to make sure she “took care” of him tonight. After their shower Toni led her to the bed where he had prepared a razor and some warm water. Gently he shaved her perfectly clean. Leaving her smooth and glistening. He then rubbed warm lotion into the sensitive skin to keep it soft.

Handing her a box, he told her to go put on the contents. Inside, she found a black bra with holes for the nipples, a pair of crotch less nylons, a see through blouse, a mini skirt that would just cover her sweet femininity, and a pair of 2 ½ inch stiletto heals. Lying on the counter was a nipple chain. As she stood gazing at herself in the mirror, she was painfully aware that the clothes she was wearing did nothing to hide her body. She might as well go naked into the streets. This frightened her and excited her. She knew it was going to be an interesting evening.

As they walked into the bar Kimberly could feel the eyes that were following her every move. Some with disgust at her scantily clad body. Others wishing they could remove the outer layer that was shadowing her beautiful tits and ass.  Toni led her to a corner table in the back of the room, right next to the dance floor. Kimberly loved to dance. Toni knew that after she had a couple of drinks she would be willing to dance for him and for others. They ordered their drinks and he slid close to her. They were seated at the back of the booth facing the dance floor. He reached down and slid his hand under her skirt. Pushing it up above her thighs. Anyone dancing could see her now open pussy. Several men glanced their way. All smiled thankfully for the enticing view from the dance floor. 

After Kimberly’s second drink, she was beginning to relax. Toni asked her to dance and she immediately accepted. Once out on the dance floor he knew she would stay. After a couple of songs he returned to his seat to watch the rest of his plan take place. 

While Kimberly was dancing she felt a body come up behind her. His arms came over her head and placed a blindfold over here eyes. He pulled her close to him and she could feel his erection. You owe me the courtesy of finishing me off, he whispered in her ear. She still did not know who the stranger was. All she did know was that he had watched her masturbate that afternoon. He held her body so that she moved with him. His warm breath and tongue on her neck sent shivers down her spine. She felt his hands reach around and start playing with her nipple chain. The pressure of the rings on her nipples made them swell quickly. The combination of pain and pleasure caused her to lean against her aggressor as a moan slipped from her lips. She knew her husband was sitting there watching. She could only imagine how many others were doing the same. What she didn’t know was that her husband had rented the bar for the evening. Because of the loud music, Kimberly did not hear the hired crew of bar guests leave. 

It was at this point that her secret dancing partner took over complete control. His strong arms lifted her gently off the floor and carried her over to a table prepared just for her pleasure. As she was laid on the table, again she wondered how many people she was being flaunted in front of. 

Her skirt was now being raised above her hips and her thin blouse was removed completely. Her nipples and her pussy were now open to the world. Her wrists had been secured above her head and her ankles were being tied up so that her pussy and ass were open and available for whatever was chosen to fill them. And filled they would be.

After what seemed like eternity, Kimberly felt two warm mouths sucking on her nipples. The feeling of an electrical shock went through her body making her wet and ready. She could feel someone climbing on top of her. A hard cock was pushed between her lips and she hungrily sucked it in. As it was pushed deep down her throat she was kept from screaming out as a thick dildo was inserted into her waiting cunt. Then a well lubricated finger was making it’s way into her ass. She knew what was to come. Toni loved to see her get her ass fucked. With the vibrator in her pussy and a cock filling her mouth, the stranger pushed his hard cock into her ass. Moving slowly at first to give her a chance to relax, then fucking her hard and fast.  It was too much for her body to take. She could hold back orgasm no longer. The orgasm that took her over was so powerful that she never thought it would end. But as it subsided, she realized that the pounding she was receiving in her mouth and ass were not going to quit. Not until they had filled her with their warm cum. 

With her own desires fulfilled she was able to concentrate more on the men using her for their pleasure. She sucked hard at the cock going deep into her mouth. And moved her hips to drive the other shaft deep in her ass. The extra attention worked. The two men could hold their jizm no longer. Toni pulled off her blindfold as he filled her mouth and lips with his warm cum. She then saw the stranger for the first time. As he filled her ass with cum she realized that it was Steve. A wonderful friend whom she had known just a short time. They had met here at this bar, and hit it off immediately. She had told her husband that night that she would love to get a chance to be with him. And now she had. 

She looked around the room and realized that no one else was there, she smiled happily up at the two men as they assisted her from the table. This would be a night she would always remember. And hoped that she would get the chance to watch, the next time the two of them wanted her. J



A Night On The Town



It was our first time to go to a swinger's club. We had talked about it at length and it was something we both really wanted to try. So finally we made plans to go on Saturday night. The place was not at all what I had expected. It was like a very classy night club. There were bold dark drapes and dark polished wood everywhere. The only lighting was from candles that glittered from each table. 

The couples were mostly of an older age group than Sam and I.  There were a few that seemed to be in the same twenty something group as us, though.  Everyone was dressed nice. The ladies were in dresses and skirts, all of which were short and revealing. The men all wore business casual. I was instantly relieved. I had been very uncomfortable in the outfit that Sam had picked for me. I was in a very short, black skirt made of thin material that swished around my thighs as I walked, and a emerald green silk blouse that showed off a lot more cleavage than I was used to showing. Sam also fit in perfectly. You would swear that he just came out of a business luncheon. 

We were greeted at the door by an older gentleman that informed us that he was Bert, the owner of the club. We introduced ourselves and Bert checked our reservations. "I see this is your first time here. We have a policy that all first time visitors may be set with some of the club regulars if they like. It seems to help them break the ice.  Would you like to try that?" 

Sam and I looked at each other. It seemed that our biggest fear was going to be easy to overcome. Neither of us could figure out how to approach total strangers in a place like this. Now we wouldn't have to. Bert was going to arrange it for us. "Do we get to pick who we will sit with?" Leave it to Sam to think clearly at a time like this. 

"Well, usually we don't do things that way, but I don't think that there is a single couple in here tonight that would be disappointed if you wanted to sit with them, so why not. I will walk you around a bit and point out some regular patrons and you stop me when you see someone interesting." The compliment made me blush a bit. I was used to stares toward my husband and myself, but usually people were not so bold as to openly say how attractive we were. 

Bert led us through the club explaining which couples were which and some intimate details that he knew about each. There were Ron and Linda, in their mid thirties, both were aggressive and liked to be in control. Then there were Kevin and Shelia, a forty year old couple that had a fixation on shoes. At this point I looked down at my own feet, having never thought of them as a selling point before. Next there was Jesse and Clara. I knew before the little details that these were the people we would be sitting with tonight. They were in their twenties, both were professionals of some type, Bert wasn't sure in what business. Jesse was about 5'7" and 190lbs. He had dark wavy hair and sparkling eyes. He also had what some people would call a boyish face. Clara was small, only about 5'2" with long brown hair. She had huge brown eyes and a petite build. Bert informed us that they were both actively bisexual and only looked for other couples that were the same way. 

"I think we would get along very well with them." I couldn't keep the playful smile off of my lips. Bert must have understood and gave a knowing grin back to me. He walked us up to their table. Shortly after our first few steps it was clear that they knew that we were approaching them. Both of them stared intently and made no move to cover the fact that they were checking us out. I was almost too nervous to keep walking. Then, they both stood up and started to smile. I relaxed a bit and started smiling myself as introductions were made. 

"This is Sam and Crystal. Tonight is there first visit and I thought that you might entertain them. You know kind of show them the ropes of the club." That grin was back on Bert's face again. I was sure that they had some how passed secret knowledge between them with saying a word. "I will return with some drinks for everyone. What will it be Sam?" Before my husband could answer, Jesse suggested that since in was our first time out we should celebrate with some champagne.  "Sounds like a good plan." Bert agreed, and he was off. 

The booth that we were sitting in was more like a couch with a table in front of it. Jesse sat on one side by his wife. I sat next to her and then Sam sat beside me. The champagne was brought back and opened for us. The bitterness surprised my tongue at first but it was good. We talked a little about our jobs and families. Conversation seemed to come easily enough but it was as if we were all avoiding taboo subjects. I started feeling out of place and nervous again, so I excused myself to go to the restroom. Clara offered to show me the way. 

We walked around the crowded bar and I couldn't help but notice all the heads, male and female, that turned to admire us. Clara swayed her hips as she walked and smiled flirtatiously. As we entered the restroom, I went to the mirrors and tried to touch up my lipstick.  Clara walked up behind me until she could see my reflection in the mirror and pressed her body against my back. "Don't worry about your make up...you look great. It will just get messed up again later." We both laughed and she stepped away from me. 

"I'm sorry if Sam and I are boring you guys. We are just unsure of what to say and do. If you would rather us move to another table I would understand." I watched her straighten her garter belt and stocking in the full-length mirror. "Don't be silly. You are both doing every thing perfect. If either of you had acted pushy, like some of the first timers that come in here, we would have already asked you to leave. Besides, you and Sam look absolutely delicious. I feel honored that you chose to sit with us. We are trying really hard to show you that you don't have to feel uncomfortable. I would hate to scare you guys off." 

"You have no idea how much better that makes me feel. This whole time I thought you two were being tight lipped because you didn't want things to go in a more personal direction. I know that I wouldn't mind opening up a bit. " 

"In that case maybe we should let the men know that we are ready to step up the pace a bit." Clara giggled and called me closer to her so we could make our conspiratorial plans  After several minutes had passed we both left the restroom and tried to act like nothing had passed between us. It was hard to not grin knowing what we planed on doing the rest of the evening to tease our husbands. 

When we arrived back at our booth, the men had scooted closer together so that they could hear each other over the crowd. I'm not sure if they were aware of it, but they looked like lovers whispering in each other's ears. I couldn't suppress a little giggle at that thought and Clara turned to shush me. We couldn't let them have any idea about our little plan.  Both men stood as we arrived and we took our spots together on the couch. The original bottle of champagne was finished and we ordered more drinks.  When we had endured as much boring talk of high performance cars between the guys as we could, Clara decided to put our plan in motion. 

"You have beautiful lips, Crystal. I bet they could make Jesse quiver if I showed you exactly where to put them." I feigned shock just like I was supposed to. I gulped down a drink to cover myself. Both men had eyes as big as saucers. I saw the slight elbow that Jesse delivered to Clara and had to drink again to keep from giggling. 

As fate would have it, at that exact moment, the DJ decided to play a seductive R & B song and several patrons were doing a bump and grind on the dance floor. It was a nice show, but I had other plans. I started moving my body to the beet of the music. I tried to look as erotic as possible and could feel several eyes on me. Suddenly I stopped and asked Clara to dance with me. Sam and Jesse both jumped out of their seats to let us out on the dance floor. We moved hand and hand until we found a clear spot. Then we danced fluidly to the rhythm.  I watched the men out of the corner of my eye as I turned my back to Clara. She wrapped her arms around my waist and ran her hands up and down my body. 

"It's working. They don't know what to think about the sudden change. Do you think they are taking the hint or should we give them something stronger?" 

"I know what they are hoping but I'm not sure what they are thinking. Jesse whispered to me before we came out on the dance floor, "lucky bitch." He wants your attention so bad." 

I couldn't believe it. I already knew that Clara was interested in me, but I thought her husband only wanted to watch us together. It surprised me that she was so open about her husband wanting me for himself. I knew that Sam was attracted to her too, but I wasn't bold enough to tell her about it. 

The song ended and we walked back to the table. "That was hot as hell." Sam said as I took my seat. He sat beside me again and had to readjust his trousers.  Clara leaned over and pretended to whisper in my ear. I would nod and giggle to make the act look real. It was eating the guys up to not be part of this. Finally Jesse was brave enough to start a little conversation of his own with Sam. 

"So how far have you guys decided to go with the swinging lifestyle?" Sam didn't know how to answer him, but he was charming as usual. 

"Well, I know what we have talked about doing with another couple, but I'm not sure how to answer you. I mean what exactly do you want to know?" I had to help Sam. He was floundering. 

"I have an idea. You two ask us any question you want, and we will answer. Then it will be our turn to ask a question. That way we can get to know each other a little more intimately without having to fit it into conversation." Everyone seemed to think this was a marvelous idea and we agreed to another round of drinks before we started. 

Clara went first to set the tone. "Do you two find us attractive?" It took no time to answer, both of us a resounding yes. 

My turn was well planned but I was still nervous to hear the answer. "Would either of you like to fuck me tonight?" I thought Sam's jaw was going to fall completely off of his face. Jesse also seemed a little shocked by my bluntness, but he smiled wildly. Again both affirmed that they did indeed want that. 

"How does it feel to know that we both want Crystal?" Jesse's question was directed at Sam only. 

"It makes me hard thinking about it but I feel a little left out." Sam gave a pouty face that everyone laughed at. 

Sam and I talked about our next question before asking it. "If we decided to ask you to go back to our hotel with us, what would you expect us to do?" 

Clara answered first. "We would expect you to nothing more than take us to your room and do whatever you feel comfortable doing. We would hope that you wanted to do more than just talk though." Her laugh made the serious moment pass, but Jesse had his own answer to this one. 

"I would expect you both to be completely honest with us and yourselves. You could feel free to say whatever you wanted to us. That is the only way we would all truly enjoy ourselves. 

The game stretched on over four more rounds of drinks with each of us learning a little more about the other. Somewhere in the conversation, Clara started rubbing my thigh just below the hem of my short skirt. I knew that if we didn't leave soon there would be a show here in front of a room full of people. My next question was if they wanted to continue our night back at the hotel room. 

We had purposely selected a hotel near the club, so the ride was a quick one. Sam and I barely had enough time to confirm that we were both excited and a little nervous about what we were doing. We had talked so often about joining another couple that we both already knew our limits that we would be comfortable with. That didn't mean, however, that Jesse and Clara would want to stop at the same boundaries. Soon enough we were parking and rejoining our new friends. 

The room itself was very nice. We had reserved one of the lavish suites, but it exceeded our expectations.  Of course the king size bed was the most predominant aspect of the room, but there was also a nice bar, an entertainment center, and a hot tub.  Not wanting to waste the money we had spent for such niceties, I suggested that we make drinks,  sit in the hot tub, and watch some adult movies. This elicited uproar of laughter from the group, but everyone was up for the idea. Sam and Jesse started making drinks and Clara and I started to undress for the hot tub. 

"Hey, hey.....you guys are doing it all wrong. It's more fun if you undress each other." Jesse was trying to break the tension with a joke. Clara and I exchanged glances and decided to take him seriously and give them a show. They did volunteer to be bartenders after all.  So I stood still while she slipped off my shoes and undid my garters from my stockings. The men were enraptured while she placed my foot on her thigh and rolled the stocking off of my leg. Then she stood and unbuttoned and slid my skirt off of me. Clara unfastened my garter belt and then unbuttoned my shirt. She turned me around for her husband to take in the entire view of my body while she unfastened my bra. As it fell to the floor, I heard Jesse's breath catch in his throat. Finally she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of my thong panties and peel them off of me. 

I turned and look at our husbands, who had abandoned the drinks to watch us. I could see that both of them had nice bulges in the front of their pants. "If you guys stop making our drinks, then we have to stop what we are doing as well." I warned. Both quickly went back to work, but at an angle so as not to miss what would come next. 

I repeated the same motions to Clara, slowly undressing her and taking in the lovely sights and smells and textures of her body. I had been imagining all night what she would look like, but I was still presently surprised. She had small brown nipples that were already erect.  She did not have the tan lines that I expected; instead she had the same olive complexion all over her body. Like me she was completely shaven. After a few seconds of admiration we both made for the hot tub. 

Sam was the next one to kick his shoes off. As he started to undo his belt I interrupted him. "What, we give you guys a sexy show like that and you're just going to let us down by stripping yourselves?"  I saw the blush instantly rise to both of their faces. But neither wanted to break the mood. So slowly they undressed each other. It looked strange at first, both of them were awkward at undressing another man.  But, soon, it became very erotic, as both of them started enjoying it.  By the time they were through, both of them were completely aroused and neither of them had anything to be embarrassed about. They were gorgeous. Both had the sculpted bodies of Greek gods. Although neither of them were monstrously well endowed, both were larger that average. 

Sam climbed in and sat beside me. Clara asked Jesse to find something hot to put on the television. We sipped our drinks and laughed at some of the titles that Jesse called out for us. Finally he found one that he proclaimed the winner. He started the movie and joined us. As the movie started it was apparent that it was going to be about orgies. No one complained. 

"This is the part where you guys have to be completely honest. If there is something that you want to do, do it. If you want us to do something, just ask. If you want us to not do something, just say so." Jesse looked funny taking on the role of a referee with his boyish face and his hard dick sticking out. I busted out laughing as this thought crossed my mind. Everyone stared at me for a moment and started laughing uncontrollably. By the time we all recollected ourselves the movie had moved into an action filled part. 

We watched in silence for a while.  I noticed that both of the guys were stroking themselves. Clara was watching them intently. I decided to move to sit on the other side of her so as to have a better view myself. She scooted around some to make room for me and still let the men have a clear view of the television. It only took a few minutes before this aroused us enough to started touching ourselves. 

"For this to work we should really try touching each other instead of ourselves." Sam said this while at the same time replacing Clara's hand with his own. There was a brief moment when I just knew that he was about to get hit. I just wasn't sure who was going to do it, Clara, Jesse, or me. Then in the next second I realized that this was all anyone was waiting for. It was kind of a "go ahead and have fun" statement. 

Clara laid her head back and moaned to Sam's gentle stroking. I knew how good at pleasing a woman he was and it thrilled me to watch him do it to another woman. I leaned over and started kissing her before I could stop myself. She didn't resist at all. She put her hand behind my head and sucked me into her mouth. 

I pulled away when she gasped. I saw Sam thrust his finger inside of her below the water. His eyes were glued to her pretty face. As I was watching him he came to me and kissed me sweetly. Just as our lips touched I felt Jesse encircle me with his arms and start gently messaging my breasts. He squeezed and played with my nipples until they were so hard it almost hurt. Then he let them go as his wife pulled me to her mouth. She flicked over my nipple and then sucked it into her mouth. She stirred it with her tongue until I thought I was going to go mad. 

I watched as her demure hand found my husband and when she gripped him he sighed.  She pumped up and down on his dick slowly, letting him languish in the feeling of it. I was concentrating on this so hard that I had barely noticed that Jesse had moved to rubbing my back and my ass. He would steal a feel of my pussy from behind occasionally.  Every time my legs got weak and I almost fell. 

I tore my eyes away from the amazing scene of Sam and Clara. I knew that Jesse must be going insane with no attention. I turned to him and gently guided him up to the edge of the tub. He sat there and spread his legs for me to get between. I could see by his face that he was jumping with anticipation. I decided to be just a little evil. I kneeled before him and blew gently on the swollen head of his cock. It flinched from the sensation. I cupped both of his tight balls in my hand and warmed them. Then I barely grazed the head of his dick with my lips. He groaned and tried to push his crotch forward toward me. 

"No, no. You are breaking the rules. " I had everyone's attention now, just the way I wanted it. "If you move, I will stop. The only way that I will make you feel good, is if you turn me on enough. You can't touch me. All you can do is talk to me. Say anything you want, but if it isn't quite hot enough for me, then I will just keep teasing you.  If you get me worked up, then I promise I will blow your mind." 

"She is absolutely not lying, Jesse. If I were you I would start talking my ass off. She is a master at blow jobs." Just to give Jesse a little hint I moaned at Sam's last words. 

"We have to move so that I can watch this. I love to see him toyed with." Clara and Sam came closer to us and resumed their mutual masturbation.  I went back to blowing little kisses all around Jesse's crotch. 

"Please, Crystal, just put it in your mouth once. " Jesse finally understood that no amount of begging alone would get his dick sucked.  "I don't know what to say....help me Sam." 

"Don't you dare, Sam. It is way to much fun watching him squirm." Clara giggled. Sam kept quiet and concentrated on making Clara moan again. 




A Night On The Town



For several minutes he just sat quietly and let me tease him. I guess it finally became to much for him to stand. "I've wanted you all night long. When you first walked up to our table I was thinking to myself, God I hope he let's me fuck his wife tonight." That deserved a small circle around the head with my tongue. Jesse groaned but continued.  "I watched the way your body moved as you danced with my wife and I was so jealous of her. I wanted to feel you perfect ass pressed up against my hips instead of her's.  I wanted you to rub you gorgeous tits against my chest." I circled again and then continued the teasing. 

"I see you between my legs now and I can't wait to have my dick inside you....anywhere....everywhere. You are so fucking hot. The only thing that pulls my eyes off of you is watching Clara and Sam." This time there was no playing. I took his dick as far down my throat as it would go and moaned at the same time. Jesse almost screamed out in shock and pleasure, but I released him immediately. 

"Oh my God....do it again, please." Nothing from me but blowing. "OK, OK....Ummm....You should see them. The muscles on Sam's arm straining as he finger's my sexy wife." Again I slid over his knob, but he had learned better than to stop. "I can tell she is enjoying him. The look on her face tells me that his fingers feels good inside of her pussy.  I know what her pussy feels like on his fingers, too. It's soft and very hot." 

Sam and Clara were really enjoying this too. They started kissing and I could tell they were moving around in the tub. Sam reached out and started fingering my pussy as my sucking got faster. 

"Oh fuck that feels so good....don't stop....you are even turning them on. Clara is standing over Sam's face and letting him taste her sweet pussy.  He really knows how to work his mouth. She is grinding against him. I hope I get to feel his mouth tonight too." That did it for me and Sam too apparently. His fingers moved furiously in and out of me. I screamed with my orgasm, but never let my rhythm of sucking Jesse's dick lack. 

Sam's hand moved away from me and I relaxed some. Jesse never stopped talking although he was breathing raggedly. "Hell yes. I don't want you to but you have to stop for just a second and watch this." I wasn't about to stop. I was enjoying letting him describe it to me. I shook my head with him still in my mouth. 

"Ok. Let me tell you what you are missing. All of the grunts and the groans you hear them making are because my wife just sat on you husband's lap. I didn't see his dick go inside of her but I can imagine. Sam's eyes are rolled back in his head and Clara is holding on to the side of the tub riding him slowly. You guys please tell her how good it feels." Jesse put his hand on the back of my head and moved me faster over his dick. I could feel it swelling in my mouth. 

"Oh baby, his cock feels so good inside of me. Crystal is so lucky to have him all the time." I could hear Clara moaning and imagined what her perfect body looked like sliding up and down on Sam's dick. 

"It's fucking wonderful. Watching you two is making it so hard to control myself, but I don't want it to stop." Sam's voice was thick with the effort not to cum. 

I was going nuts. I loved hearing about Sam fucking another woman. Suddenly Jesse pulled away from me. "Don't make me cum yet. I have to fuck you. Can I have her Sam?" Hearing that made Sam have to force Clara off of him before he blew his load. 

"Only on one condition. You two had your fun with us. Now we get to have our fun with you." Clara smiled an evil little smile when Sam said this. 

All of us got out and dried off at Sam's direction.. Jesse was directed to help Sam move a small couch over close to the bed. Sam and Clara sat on the couch and Clara immediately took to stroking Sam's hard dick. I could see the precum glisten on the tip. Jesse and I were left standing there waiting for instructions. 

"Now, Jesse, you can fuck my wife on the condition that each of you do exactly what Clara and I tell you to do. Don't make any moves without our permission and only talk to us, not each other, unless directed otherwise." This last part he said with a little smirk. I knew this fantasy. Sam and I had talked about it several times. I knew that soon enough he would have Clara sitting on his lap, facing away from him so she could watch her husband fuck his wife, while riding him. I was dizzy from the excitement. 

"Crystal, lay on the bed on your back." I decided from this point on to do exactly as I was told. I knew that Sam's directions were for my pleasure and his. "Jesse lay beside her and explore her beautiful body." Jesse must have been thinking the same thing as me because he didn't hesitate for a second. 

Clara decided to add her own little rule. "Jesse, you have to tell us what you are thinking as soon as you think it." 

"She is perfect. This is like living a wet dream. I want her so bad." I'm sure he could have elaborated but Sam interrupted. 

"Put one finger inside of her and move it in and out slowly. Crystal touch your tits for us baby." A moan escaped me as his finger slipped inside me. 

"God, she is so wet and tight. She must want me too." 

"Get between her legs and taste her pussy, then tell me what it tastes like." This was Clara's directive. My body jolted at the first feel of his tongue. He slid it deep into my hole and then all the way up to my clit before pulling away. 

"It's sticky and sweet, baby. It makes me hungry for more. Can I eat her pussy please?" 

"Yes, please do, but you have to make her cum with just your mouth." I looked over just in time to see Clara sit down on Sam. I saw his dick disappear into her and almost came right there. She slowly rocked back and forth on him. He had his hands on her hips guiding her. 

Within minutes of Jesse's hungry mouth I was coming. The entire time Sam was talking to him. "Yes...eat my wife's sweet pussy....I know how good it tastes. I can almost taste it myself. Fuck her with your tongue...yes." 

I screamed with my orgasm and Jesse came up with a dazed look in his eyes like he was drunk. " I have to have her Sam. You know how fucking hot your wife is. Let me stick my dick in her. She's so tight that it probably won't take more that a few minutes before I cum." 

"Oh no.....you have to please her too. Put just the head of your dick between her pussy lips. Don't move or I will make you start all over.  That's it.....now slowly move it up and down the slit." I watched Sam move Clara's hips slowly pumping in and out of her. 

"It's so wet and hot....I want to be inside of her. No that's not what I want.... I want to fuck her ....now." He started to push forward but stopped himself just before entering me. 

"Good boy......I'm glad you controlled yourself......as a little reward you can put your cock all the way inside of her very slowly. But then stop. Don't move.....how does her pussy feel, lover?" Clara was having to talk between gasps. Sam was going deep enough inside of her to take her breath. Before she could hear Jesse's answer she pulled off of Sam and dropped to her knees taking him into her mouth. She worked slow and methodically trying to make the pleasure last. 

"It feels fucking awesome.....she is so tight. I want to fuck her....my balls are about to explode. " 

"Ok, but turn her over on her hands and knees and do it slowly....I want to watch you slide in and out of her. I can't wait to see your dick wet with her cum." Sam couldn't take any more teasing. He moved Clara to the side of the bed and bent her over so that they were both only inches from the show. He fucked her from behind while he watched Jesse do the same thing to me. 

"You like fucking my wife? She has some good pussy doesn't she? I tell you what.....watch me fuck your wife and you can do whatever I do to yours to mine. " 

The feelings were making me crazy. I was like Jesse.....I wanted him to pound the shit out of me. Instead he was keeping up the same slow pace that Sam was fucking Clara with. I started cumming and let out a low growl. Sam heard it and it made him go over the edge. "God yes....fuck her good....if you make her cum you can fuck her as fast and hard as you want.....I know she wants you to don't you baby?" 

"Fuck yes......faster.....please." That was all I could say before the orgasm hit me full force. Jesse's dick slipping in and out of me and watching Clara get my husband's the same way made it impossible to hold out. As I came Sam and Jesse both started fucking us hard and fast. I felt Jesse's balls slap against my clit and I went off again. 

"Oh fuck.....God yes....Crystal's pussy is so good, Sam.....thank you for letting me fuck her....She is going to make me cum.....I'm cumming!"  He slammed into me a few more times before pulling out and shooting his load all over my back. Sam mimicked him and shot all over Clara. 

The men laid back breathing heavy, but Clara and I were only getting started. There were no more games and no niceties.  She straddled my face and I gladly licked her throbbing pussy until she came all over my face. Then we lay side by side kissing and fingering each other through several more orgasms a piece. 

As I glanced at the guys to see if they were enjoying the show, I realized that they were putting on one of their own. They had arranged themselves in a sixty-nine and looked like two expert cock suckers.  Clara and I moved to each side to help them. We played with their balls and licked and fingered their assholes while they squirmed in each other's mouth. Soon they both had to pull away and finish themselves off. 

This time we all laid back to catch our breaths and clean up some. The rest of the night we spent exploring each other's fantasies slowly instead of in a hurry. Needless to say we frequent that club now and we still see Jesse and Clara often.