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Leah

By: espeteroh



One thing college towns are good for is bars, there's usually lots of them. And even though my college was in a pretty small town we had several bars or clubs to choose from. I had heard the TKE guys were getting together at this one bar for something or other and I knew they were always good for lots of cute women. But I also knew I'd be unwelcome if I just showed up and tried to party with them not being a member of that frat. I did now several of the members and invited guests so I decided to show up late and see what happened.

Well, I got there late, all right, it was 12:30 and last call was less than half an hour away. For some strange reason I had no desire to get drunk that evening which was totally unlike me. As I entered the smoke filled smelling heavily of beer bar I saw what was left of the TKE group at the end of the bar. They looked pretty drunk and they seemed to be hanging off this one very attractive brunette who was to one side of them. It was Leah and she was every guys idea of who they wanted to go to bed with, killer figure, dark bedroom eyes, long legs and lots of personality. She had been voted most popular girl in her high school an honor she disdained favoring her National Honor Society membership for some crazy reason.

She seemed to be in a bit of trouble with the TKE guys which was unusual for her and she generally could hold her own in any group. I walked to the bar and stood right next to her.

"Hi Leah," I said smiling, "why is such a pretty girl like you drinking alone?" I said it plenty loud enough for all the TKE guys to hear.

"Whaddayou mean muthafucker?" One of the guys bellowed.

I ignored him, put my hand on her thigh and she said, "No no, sometimes I just like to have a drink by myself." She too said the words loudly enough for the guys to hear and her going along with me pleased me greatly. She slid off the bar stool and into my arms and said, "So would you really like to walk me home?"

"Well actually I'd like to fuck you right here, right on the bar!" A shock look spread over the drunk faces of the frat boys.

"Would you now," she said coyly, "and just how would you go about that?"

I put my hand behind her back and pulled her into me and kissed her passionately. My hand ran down her back and clutched her ass. Leah pressed on of her legs into my crotch as she leaned into the kiss.

"I don't know," she said, "I think I would need more convincing than that."

She was wearing a skirt so I bent my knees just enough so I could put my hand on her leg just below the bottom of the skirt and then pulled the skirt up with my hand staying on her leg. I had my hand on her ass again and under her skirt. We kissed again as passionately as we had the first time.

"Well, that's a little better," she said to me as we broke the kiss.

I looked behind me and then behind where the frat boys were standing. At the end of the bar was a short corridor to the rest rooms. I took Leah by her hand and lead her into the corridor and pushed her up against the wall. She was wearing this light white blouse. I unbuttoned her blouse and then was able to undo her bra as it had a front clasp. Her breasts were not large though full and firm. I pushed the bra aside enough so I could put my lips on her nipple and draw it into my mouth. I felt the nipple get hard and I suck upon it and ran my tongue around the aureole. I could also feel myself getting hard. I only did this for a few moments when we broke apart.

"Better," said Leah with a grin. "But are you ready?"

She didn't wait for an answer and instead got down on her knees in front of me and pulled out my hard cock. She sucked on it for a few seconds and then got back up. "I'd say your ready for me."

Now the TKE guys had crowded the small corridor and as they stood there in absolute silence their stunned faces told the story.

I pulled up Leah's skirt and pushed my hand down the front of her panties and into her pussy. Her panties covered my hand but it was obvious to all who could see that I was fingering her soaking wet pussy. Her clit was hard beneath my touch as I lightly played with it and she moaned each time I touched it.

I quickly pulled my hand out after having it in there for maybe 30 seconds and said, "Oh honey, I think you're very ready."

Leah wrapped her legs around me as best she could and rubbed her crotch into mine and said, "I think you might be right but where are we gonna fuck?"

Leah continued to rub herself on me as I watch the stunned crowd first and then looked into her eyes. "Well I know one thing for sure, it's not gonna be here!"

We both quickly fixed our clothes and that done I took Leah's hand and rushed from the bar.

We ran for about a block before we slowed to a walk and Leah said, "Where the hell were you? I didn't think you were ever gonna come! Those bastards wanted me to put out for them!"

Leah and I had some of the best sex ever that night. What had been our secret romance, as the song goes, wasn't a secret anymore. It was the early spring of our senior year and I heard that for a while our little fun became legend.

Leah



At the time Leah was only 24, and had only slept with three men in her young life. In a relationship with Jim for almost four years, she had recently decided to leave Jim because something was missing. While Jim was the only man who has ever been able to make her cum, sex with Jim was boring, it was making love. Leah wanted, needed the sex to be... dirty... exciting, like she thought it would be all those years before as a young teenager listening to her parents and grandparents talk about it like it was a taboo. 

Leah's first lover was a high school boy, when her parents wouldn't allow her to date. Their sexual encounters were only when she could lie to her parents about being at a school function or when she snuck out of her parent's house late at night, and would sneak into his bedroom. The sex was as you'd expect, brief, and bumbling, but because it was 'on the sly' it was exciting.

Her next lover was a letch in her freshman year of college. She knew his reputation as a womanizer, but his attention to her, often in the form of lecherous comments made her wet like never before. She convinced herself that he would be different with her and slept with him their first and only date. The sex was far from bumbling, if anything it was rough, Leah was used as a pair of tits, a mouth, a pussy. He came three times that night, twice insider her and the final spent on her face and breasts, and then he left and refused to acknowledge her existence.

When Leah met Jim, he was the instructor for one of her courses. Only ten years older than her, he was so attractive, and funny, and made her ache to be with him. In class she often fantasized about him and became embarrassed when she realized how wet he made her. She confided her feelings to two of her fellow students knowing that at least one of them would spill the beans and it would make its way back to Jim. When Jim finally heard the rumors he asked to speak to her privately after class and explained that it was his policy to not date students. She feigned understanding, and set about a plan to seduce the teacher. How dirty she felt as she strategized about how best to make this man 10 years her senior want her as much as she wanted him. What could be more wanton that this, a student fucking her older teacher.

Jim was 29, had just ended the last of a long string of relationships that left him wanting in so many ways. And Leah was beautiful, long blonde hair, large breasts, and an hour glass figure that Jim had noticed throughout the class well before he found out about Leah's feelings for him. Jim lumped all of Leah's coy looks and flirting into the category of a simple crush as he was used to with previous female students, but after he had been told of her feelings and desires for him Jim couldn't help but fall for her. They met after class in the parking garage for long talks, and then would spend even more time on the phone -- sometimes all night long. Jim was truly smitten, and Leah was caught up in the taboo idea of sleeping with her teacher. Their first date was a month before classes ended; she slept with him that night, throwing herself at him in a way that few men could refuse. The next three months were a whirlwind of new experiences for her, sexual awakening in so many ways -- her first orgasm during sex, sex at all times of the day and night, long marathon sex, mild bondage, it was great. 

Then Leah moved in with Jim, and things changed, for the worse. Jim was a loving, giving man; he would never leave her wanting for an orgasm. He was romantic too -- candlelit dinners that he lovingly cooked, a gift of a porcelain figurine each month on their anniversary, gifts of jewelry for holidays, birthdays, and annual anniversaries. But lovemaking was boring, Jim was an excellent lover, but Leah wanted fucked. Leah had tried different things to liven up the sex, dressing up, role play, food, boudoir photos, public sex, porn videos, mutual shaving; Jim happily partook in them all but never instigated anything exciting on his own, Leah had to coax him into everything. Add to this Jim's very demanding job and Leah was left wanting more and more. 

Dane, Dane was a year older than Jim. No more good looking, but he had a huge reputation around the hospital as a womanizer. Dane was a male nurse working with Leah, he openly flirted with Leah -- hell, he openly flirted with everyone. And Leah knew that he slept with a lot of the women too, and she wanted him. She often fucked herself with her dildos fantasizing that it was Dane fucking her. And on more than one occasion she pretended it was Dane eating her pussy and fucking her instead of Jim.

And then after three plus years of the relationship - a year after they were engaged - and a year before there planned marriage date; Leah, with the 'help' of her Mother had decided that Jim was actually just like Leah's Father and that Leah shouldn't make the same mistake she had made. Leah's parent's had divorced the previous year. Leah was quick to take her Mother's side, Leah's two brothers were split one for Father, the other the Mother. And Jim tried to stay neutral, often using his annoying saying of 'there's two sides to every story, and the truth is always somewhere in between'. Secretly, Jim sided with Leah's Father; Jim never understood the relationship that Leah and her mother shared. Their candid conversations regarding the parent's sex life was a point of contention for Jim. And then the promiscuous life style that Leah's Mother partook after the divorce, also discussed with Leah, added to Jim's dislike for Leah's Mother. Jim, again secretly, feared that Leah would somehow turn out like her 'slutty' Mother. If Jim only knew then...

In secret Leah had found an apartment close to the hospital, it wasn't as nice as she would like but it was all she could afford for the last six months of nursing school, until she graduated. Leah's Mother offered to help her buy furniture, and had already picked out several men for Leah to try out. But Leah had plans of her own. Her coworker's annual Christmas party was coming up; she knew that Jim would probably not want to go since he turned it down the previous year. Leah also knew that Dane would be there, and she knew that if she could she would fuck Dane that night. In Leah's mind her relationship with Jim was already over, there was just the formality of telling Jim and moving out. 

Leah dieted and exercised for a week before the party. And was dressed in her most sexy underwear, but dressed in modest jeans and sweater. Jim of course declined the invitation to the Xmas party, just as Leah knew he would, Jim told her to have a good time and call if she needed him for something; but what Leah needed was something that Jim couldn't give her. Leah removed her engagement ring before she walked into the party. 

Dane came late to the party and Leah immediately began flirting with him, Dane of course openly flirted back, and invited her to his house to relax in the hot tub. Leah accepted the invitation without hesitation and called Jim saying that she was a little drunk and would stay the night there at the house. Dane drove her to his home which he shared with three other guys and gave Leah a pair of swim shorts and t-shirt to wear in the hot tub. Leah took off her underwear hoping that her tits and her already hard nipples would be visible through the material of the wet t-shirt. 

Dane was already in the hot tub drinking a beer with several more beers waiting on the edge. Dame stood to offer a hand to Leah and Leah noticed that he was naked, seeing the thick dark mane of hair that covered the area she had so often fantasized about while fucking herself to orgasm. Leah sat down next to Dane, what Leah really wanted was to straddle him but she settled for just next to him, for now. Dane opened and handed a beer to Leah, Leah drank the liquid courage even though she hated the taste. 

When she finished her long swig of beer, she noticed Dane was standing his hard cock eye level with her face. It was smaller than she had fantasized; often those fantasies were filled with thoughts of a huge menacing cock that actually hurt when he first took her. In reality, Dane's dick was slightly shorter and much thinner than Jim's. Dane unceremoniously thrust his hips forward making his cock almost jab Leah in the eye, and without a word between them, Leah grabbed his cock and put it in her mouth. That was all it took for Dane, he grabbed Leah by the head and face fucked her roughly, quickly emptying his load into Leah's mouth. The mouthful of semen and sperm didn't taste any different than Jim's but it was a different texture, chunkier. It was over before Leah even knew it, and Leah was hoping, wishing, praying for the fuck she so desperately needed.

Dane grabbed Leah by the hand and pulled her dripping wet in more ways than one into his bedroom. Dane yanked his t-shirt and shorts from Leah's body and then laid down in the middle of his bed. Leah stood there naked in Dane's bedroom wet and cold and unsure of exactly what to do next. Dane told her to come over and suck his dick until he was hard again; Leah happily did as she was told. It took a little longer than she would have liked but Dane finally rose to the occasion, and then pulled her up until she straddled his cock. Dane reached down between their bodies grabbing his dick, and rubbing it up and down Leah's wet pussy a few times and then quickly fed the full length into her depths, and without any pause began thrusting his hips and cock upward into Leah's cunt. Dane was pinching and pulling both of Leah's sensitive nipples at the same time, which was an extreme turn on for Leah, and started moving up and down, enjoying being used as she was, trying to match Dane's own movements. Just as she found the rhythm Dane grabbed her by the hips, and flipped her onto her side, pulling out of her to her disappointment. Dane told her to get on her hands and knees, as he again grabbed her by the hips to help guide into the position he wanted her in. Before Leah could even settle into position Dane had half of his cock buried in her pussy, and then resumed his fucking motion in and out. Leah enjoyed the newness of this position, as Jim would never do her like this for very long, but after a few minutes of this position Leah realized that it wasn't really that enjoyable for her. Dane wasn't hitting her g-spot, and his balls would only occasionally swing forward and hit her clit but she liked the fact that she was being fucked. Dane lasted longer this time, fucking her spoon fashion before filling her cunt with his jism.

Leah had hoped for more fucking that night but Dane slept all night long waking only a short time before he had to go into work. Leah enjoyed the sensation of waking next to someone other than Jim, and vowed that this wouldn't be the last time Dane fucked her. After she dressed, Dane quickly introduced her to two of his roommates who were awake in the kitchen. Leah enjoyed the fact that both of these men knew that she had been fucked by Dane, it actually made her more horny standing their in front of both of them. Dane dropped her off at her car, telling her he'll call her sometime, and left her standing there without as much as a hug.

Leah drove home, dreading the fact that she knew Jim would be their waiting for her to return. A day later Jim confronted her, having unconsciously known that something had changed with the women he loved, Leah finally admitted to the affair. Jim was enraged, hitting a wall out of frustration -- Leah, having no fear of Jim knowing that he would never hurt her, actually became aroused from the idea that Jim would take her with force and fuck her like she wanted. Leah left Jim's home for a week long visit with her Mother, with Jim's anger filled promise to have everything of hers boxed and waiting for her to pick up.

Leah's Christmas break visit with her Mother was mixed with emotions of loss, fear of a new life, and nights at many bars, meeting so many men. Leah declined her Mother's suggestions to fuck all of them, silently hoping for a call from Dane, and to return to a relationship with Dane. When Leah returned to her home town, she had no where to stay other than a cheap motel her first night back. Leah's car wouldn't start the next morning, so without anyone to call she called Jim who understandably told her to fuck off. Luckily, the hotel manager agreed to jumpstart her car -- Leah even fantasized about fucking him for the favor, getting wet just thinking about fucking the short little black man.

Leah stayed on the couch of a female co-worker for two nights and then paid extra to take possession of the apartment three weeks earlier than she had planned. During Leah's first week back to work she ran into Dane a few times at the hospital, each time both spoke as if nothing had occurred between them, Dane continued to flirt with Leah and everyone else. And then one night out of the blue Dane called, inviting her to go out to the department's favorite bar. Three hours passed at the bar, Leah was more than a little drunk, and had given up on anything happening when Dane finally came over and asked Leah if she wanted to leave. Leah agreed without hesitation. 

It was a short drive to Dane's house from the bar and Leah wanted Dane to know without any reservation she was his. The alcohol gave Leah the confidence to hopefully make Dane understand her wants; she sat next to him in the car, she brazenly rubbed the inside of his thigh closest to her, her hand moved teasingly higher and higher until she was rubbing his dick and balls through his scrub pants. His cock quickly hardened to her touch, and Leah began rubbing her thighs together in the hopes of stimulating her own pussy.

Once the car was parked in the driveway, Leah grabbed Dane's face and pulled herself onto him kissing him with all of her pent up need and desire. Dane grabbed Leah by the hand and pulled her out the drivers' side door of his car into the house, Dane pulled her passed one a roommate sprawled on the couch watching television, without a word, to the back patio and the hot tub. Dane pulled his shirt off over his head, and untied his scrub pants and told Leah to take her clothes off. Leah excitedly removed her clothes and joined Dane in the hot tub, immediately grabbing Dane's hard cock under the water jacking him up and down. Dane pulled Leah close and roughly stuck first one and then two fingers up her well lubricated cunt. They briefly kissed before Dane pulled Leah onto his cock and began quickly thrusting upward into her. After a short while Dane lifted her off of himself, pushing Leah to the side of the hot tub bending her over and quickly mounting her from behind. Leah was glad that her ass was high out of the water in this position knowing that the water wouldn't hinder her natural lubrication and hopefully keep her from being so sore in the morning. Leah liked this position feeling it was dirtier than missionary or woman on top, but again found this position to be less than physically enjoyable. Leah reached back for Dane hoping to pull him into her more forcefully, to add to her pleasure of being taken, and as her head turned she caught site of the roommate standing in the patio doorway watching Dane fuck her.

Leah was shocked -- a stranger is watching her fuck Dane. Leah pulled away to stop and cover herself in the depth of the water, and Dane took Leah's motion as a change of position, and thrust his cock against her mouth. Leah looked back at the roommate, Daniel; she remembered his name - who was now jacking off his rather thick but short cock while still watching her and Dane.

Leah realized how sexy it was to see two real live cocks in her presence; she and Jim had watched many pornos with two men and one woman and it always appealed to her. Leah quickly mouthed Dane's dick and Dane grabbed her by the hair and face fucked her. Leah kept her eyes open and strained to the side to see Daniel furiously jacking off and wondered who would come first; Dane or Daniel? Dane came first, and Leah swallowed it all without difficulty. When Dane came back to reality he heard the slapping sounds Daniel was making and turned to see his roommate jacking off at the doorway. Dane quickly looked down at Leah whose eyes were squarely locked on Daniel, and with some surprise Stated "You like that he watched us don't you? You're more of a slut than I thought!" .

Dane pulled Leah by the arm into a standing position, fully exposing her breasts and bare pussy to Daniel's eyes, who moaned appreciatively. Leah instinctually covered herself with her hands but then quickly relented when Dane pulled her hands away. Leah was watching Daniel masturbate, enjoying his large scrotum as it wildly swung back and forth from the force of his fisting motions. Daniel stepped forward to maintain his balance while still furiously stroking his cock, and Leah gasped thinking he was approaching her. Dane caught the subtle sign and told Daniel to come closer for a better look. Daniel tentatively stepped forward, until he was next to the hot tub, turning to face Leah. Dane took the opportunity to pull Leah backwards onto the edge of the tub and pulled her left leg up and outward to expose her shaved pussy to Daniel's feasting eyes. Dane told Leah to hold herself open so Daniel could see her better; Leah slowly reached down between her spread legs and pulled her labia to the side showing Daniel the wet reddened inner folds of her pussy. Dane told her to then "push a finger inside, put on a good show for him." 

Leah sank her right index finger into the third knuckle and then pulled her left arm away from Dane's grasp to circle her clit with her left index finger. She quickly switched to her right middle finger seeking the familiar point that was her g-spot, all without any direction from Dane. Leah never moved her eyes from Daniel fisting his cock, until she noticed out of the corner of her eye Dane's hard cock, Dane had is right hand around his cock and was slowly stroking the shaft and would finish each upward stroke with rubbing his thumb across the head of his dick. She looked back and forth from Daniel to Dane focusing on just their fisting cocks again wondering who would come first. The dirty scene before her pushed her to the fastest orgasm she could ever remember having, and when she opened her eyes, Daniel was leaning forward bracing himself with one hand on the hot tub and moaning loudly that he was going to cum. And cum he did, Leah counted seven large shots of jism all falling out of her sight. Daniel quickly pulled up his shorts from mid thigh and turned and almost ran into the house. 

Dane grabbed Leah by the hand and pulled her into the house, both of them naked, she had to step quickly to keep up with Dane following him into the bedroom. Dane pushed her onto her back on the bed and mounted her -- Leah's pussy was so wet from her orgasm that Dane sank into the hilt without any difficulty and the squishing sounds coming from his dick as he pounded in and out or her more proof of her arousal. She could feel her juices dripping from her cunt, down the crack of her ass onto the sheets below. She dreaded the thought that she was going to have to sleep in this large wet spot. And then a fleeting thought of Daniel, was he still watching? Leah craned her neck trying to see around Dane's who was between her legs frantically pumping into her blocking her view of the doorway. Dane came with a grunt, shooting his cum into her already dripping pussy and fell to her side gasping for breath. 

The door was wide open, but the doorway was empty, the light from the living room dimly lit the hallway. Leah laid there legs splayed open, pussy dripping a combination of her juices and Danes jism wishing that there was someone in the doorway to see the proof of her fuck. Dane quickly fell asleep, lightly snoring. And Leah instinctively reached down to her gaping pussy dipping a finger inside and pulled it to her nose to smell. She thought about tasting the finger, but hesitated, then she remembered all of the times that she would beg Jim to pull out of her pussy and put his cock in her mouth to come -- remembered the taste of herself on his dick; and then quickly stuck her finger in her mouth sucking all of the combined juices from it. And then again with both hands was masturbating to the thought of someone, Daniel, Jim, anyone, standing in the doorway watching her cum. It was a good cum too; her stomach and leg muscles ached from this one. And Dane slept through it all.




Leah



Leah awoke with a start realizing that someone was roughly pulling on her left nipple, and rubbing her inner thigh. The room was dark; the only light was coming from the still open door. Dane pulled her down so her head was next to his already hard cock. She quickly noticed a strong smell of sex from his groin and last night quickly came back, and she tried to swallow Dane's dick but had to back off the dry shaft. Leah settled for holding the glans in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and stroking the shaft. Leah then decided to try and get in a cum herself and tried to straddle Dane's head but Dane pushed her back to his side while holding the back of her head onto his cock. It didn't take long; Dane's moans and jerking hips told Leah that he would cum very soon. To her surprise, Dane yanked her head away, and rose to his knees jerking his cock toward her face shooting two small spurts of his jism onto her face, and then fell to his side groaning how good that felt. Leah rolled onto her side facing Dane and his jism rolled from her cheek onto her nose and dripped from her nose and chin onto the sheets.

Leah quickly turned her head upward to the doorway to see if Daniel was again watching but to her dismay the door way was again empty. And then Leah noticed the urgent feeling of pressure in her lower abdomen, looking at the bedside clock and seeing it was 5:29 realizing that she hadn't gone to the bathroom since early last evening -- she knew her gynecologist would have a fit her having intercourse on a full bladder -- and she turned back to Dane and asked where the bathroom was. Dane replied the last door at the end of the hallway. Leah stood and realized that her clothes were on the patio floor where they had left them last night. She turned to face Dane to ask for a shirt and heard Dane already snoring; the urgency of her bladder forced her to make the decision to just quickly make her way to the bathroom before any of Dane's roommates were awake.

Leah made it to the bathroom with out a moment to spare before her bladder would burst, she was forced to peel her labia open before she peed, the folds of her pussy and her thighs were sticky with the dried remnants of her night of sex. While still seated on the toilet Leah soaked a wad of toilet paper under the faucet stream and wiped her pussy several times trying with little success to clean the dried and crusty fluids away. Leah decided to just rinse off in the shower, and as soon as the warm water started running down and off her hard nipples, Leah fantasized that Daniel or one of the roommates would walk into the bathroom while she showered - knowing that anyone in the bathroom would be able to see her clearly through the barely frosted glass of the shower enclosure. Leah almost masturbated to this thought but then thought that maybe she could seduce Dane into one good fuck before the night would end. Leah stepped dripping onto the cold bathroom tile and realized there were no towels in the bathroom. What kind of bathroom doesn't have towels? A house full of men that's who -- probably all dirty on their bedroom floors, or hanging from a chair back left to dry for the next use. Great, now she's cold wet and naked, and probably 18 feet from Dane's bedroom door. Leah listened through the closed bathroom door for any sounds of motion in the outer hallway when she realized that her pussy was moistening from the idea of being seen naked by Dane's roommates. 

Leah yanked the door open; the bathroom light lit the hallway brightly. There were three closed doors -- doors Leah assumed led to each of Dane's roommate's bedrooms. Dane's bedroom door remained open the last on the left. And the living room lay beyond the hallway dimly lit by a small table lamp. Leah's pussy was really buzzing now, emboldened by this feeling, Leah slowly walked down the hallway and paused at Dane's open bedroom door. The room was still dark, the bedside clock read 5:44 and the sound of Dane's snoring was much more pronounced than when she left for the bathroom. Leah decided to take this opportunity to strut to the patio to retrieve her clothes; Leah walked through the living room passing the small kitchen and stepped through the sliding door to the patio noticing the heavy humidity from the hot tub. Leah bent to pick up her clothing, feeling the cold air strike her moist pussy folds stretched open from her stooped position. There must have been a drip of moisture because Leah felt her pussy contract from the thought of what anyone would see who would look into the patio right now - Leah crouched naked on the floor her bare pussy lips open and wet on display between the cheeks of her ass.

Leah stood and turned back toward the open door, cradling her clothes in arms just below her tits she felt something scratching the underside of her breasts and looked down at her clothing to see her sweater spattered with the dried remains of Daniel's cum. Leah quickly realized that when he came last night Daniel was standing right over her clothing. And the memory of those seven large blasts of cum made her cunt contract again. Leah tentatively touched the large cum stains, dried and crusty, as you would expect. She lifted the sweater to her nose but couldn't detect any odor from the dried sperm, and for a brief moment even considered licking the stains.

As Leah began walking back into the house her pussy was actually beginning to drip down her leg. Leah stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the man lying on the couch prone but with his face turned towards her. His eyes were closed, and she wondered if he was truly asleep. Her cunt was now in overdrive drooling down both her thighs as Leah stood there for what seemed like forever watching the stranger sleep. She was sure he was asleep now, because his breathing was slow and even, and she found herself wishing he would wake up and see her naked form. Leah quickly decided that she would see how much it would take to wake the sleeping stranger. Leah walked into the kitchen holding her clothes in one arm bending at the waist to display her ass and pussy to the utmost and opening the refrigerator with her free arm. Not even looking at the contents of the fridge Leah listened for any sound from the living room. After a suitable pause Leah stood closing the door with more force than necessary, and turned again hoping for some sign of motion. Leah walked back the few steps to the living room where she could clearly see the stranger still lying in the same position as before, but then caught motion out of the corner of her eye, and turned to see Dane walking down the hallway towards her. Dane's limp dick hung swinging lightly as he walked towards Leah.

When Dane had closed the distance between them he could see the look of lust on her face, and smell the strong aroma of her pussy in the air. Dane reached down and rubbed two fingers in the crease of Leah's cunt, smearing the wetness on her thighs. Leah looked from Dane's face to the couch where the stranger still slept; Dane turned following Leah's eyes and saw his roommate Sam on the couch. Dane laughed a single deep laugh that told Leah he knew what made Leah so wet and ready to fuck. And he pushed Leah by the shoulder down to her knees and turned so that his still limp cock hung directly in front of her face. Dane grasped his limp dick and stroked it until the blood started to fill and enlarge the phallus, and then fed his semi hard dick into Leah's now moistened mouth. Leah swallowed all 6 ½ inches of his penis when it reached rigidity in her mouth making Dane moan loudly. Leah turned her head enough to stretch her eyes to the side to see the man still sleeping on the couch and increased her tempo and tongue motions to hopefully illicit louder groans from Dane. 

But Dane had another idea, and picked Leah up by the arm pulling her into the living room shoving her next to the back of the couch and bending her over. Leah grasped the back of the couch with both hands and waited for the penetration of Dane's cock that she knew would soon come. Leah gasped loudly when it did come, loudly enough that the man on the couch stirred turning onto his side facing away from the couch. Leah's pussy made sloppy sloshing sounds and Leah would moan lightly at the end of each of Dane's thrusts. Leah silently prayed that the man would awaken and turn to see her above and behind him. Dane was pounding into Leah now, pushing Leah forward farther onto the couch, each thrust slightly shaking the couch. Until finally, the man turned onto his back and stretched out supine on the couch. If he would just open his... And then it happened, the man's eyes opened and he looked upward to see Leah bent over the couch arms wide to support herself and her tits swinging from each of the unseen thrusts coming from behind her. 

The man startled by the site; rose to his elbows and saw Dane's face, eyes screwed closed in sexual bliss, above and behind Leah. And the man looked back into Leah's dark brown eyes, the pupils dilated in the sexual rush of the moment, and smiled. Leah wanted to cum so bad at that very moment, but again this position offered little of the physical stimulation she required. Leah spread her hands wider on the back of the couch lowering her closer to the stranger never diverting her eyes from his. Leah's breasts were now hanging over the cushions of the couch so close the stranger could easily reach up and pinch her nipples, oh how Leah wanted that. And then the stranger moved, enough to draw Leah's attention to his crotch of his jeans where he was rubbing the length of his dick. She stared as he rubbed the unseen phallus and silently wished he would pull it out into the open where she could see it. The man's cock was now hard and elongated down the left side of his pants, and Leah licked her lips thinking of how it would feel in her hand, in her mouth, and in her pussy. But then suddenly without any warning Dane's cock disappeared from Leah's cunt, and she felt him let go of her hips. Not wanting to turn away from the strangers still covered cock, she waited to see what Dane would do, but nothing happened. Then she heard the fast hard steps as he returned from the hallway behind her. Still watching the stranger rub his cock, Leah almost screamed when she felt cold wet fingers at her pussy and then they rubbed upwards over her asshole and back down -- Leah turned her head to see Dane a small bottle of Surgi-lube, undoubtedly stolen from the hospital, in one hand Dane's other hand was now insistently rubbing the cold lube around her anus.

Leah started to panic - she had often wanted to try anal sex with Jim. But Jim would always adamantly refuse, explaining that their knowledge of anatomy proved that anal sex couldn't be physically enjoyable to a woman; that the act of anal sex often resulted in painful tears and hours if not days of lower GI distress. Leah new all this too and still wanted to try it with Jim. Leah immediately came to the realization that Dane's shorter and thinner cock would be even easier to take than Jim's would have been, and so Leah began to relax, and accept the idea of Dane's dick sliding into her rectum. When her eyes returned to the strangers, she realized that he was now moving more than before and looked to see his cock in hand, his jeans opened widely exposing his cock and balls and showing that he had gone commando -- sans underwear. The man's cock was average in length but much thicker than Dane's, and Jim's, this cock would never be going in her butt! Leah felt a change in the prodding of her anus, and realized that Dane was getting ready to enter her with his cock. Leah deliberately took a big deep breath and exhaled trying to relax her sphincters to make the penetration that much easier. When the head of Dane's cock popped through her sphincter Leah winced from the pain, closing her eyes tightly, and groaned, and she felt a soft touch to the side of her face. Leah's eyes opened to meet the strangers. The strangers arm and hand were extended upward toward her face, he had touched her! And then she realized that there was no motion from his groin and looked downward to see his hand still grasping his thick dick unmoving. And then he slowly began stroking the thick shaft again, and Leah could actually see the urethra winking open and closed with each up and down motion on his cock. Dane then shoved the remaining six inches of his cock into Leah's ass and the pain was almost too much to continue. Leah involuntarily collapsed on the back of the couch her face fell into the strangers still upturned hand. And again Leah's eyes opened to lock onto the strangers eyes, and he slowly moved his hand down to her left breast caressing the hanging orb and finally the nipple. Leah moaned from the sexiness, the lewdness, the dirtiness of the moment. Leah loved to have her nipples played with, but that was her only physical enjoyment out of the moment because her ass felt like it was on fire -- Leah imagined a laceration of her rectum. But in reality it was just stretched to the limit. And Leah found her self hoping that this moment would end, quickly.

Leah's attention was drawn back to the strangers groin and the now faster movements of his right hand on his thick cock. His left hand remained on her breast twisting and pinching her nipple. Leah again was fascinated by the opening and closing of the stranger's urethra, and then she saw it a drop of seminal fluid that squeezed out the urethra and fell down the crown of his glans to presumably help his hand slid up and down the shaft. Leah had heard of precum, had probably tasted it unknowingly, but this is the first time she actually saw it. She had asked Jim to beat off for her once, but it was when they were in the hot tub and his cock and balls were wet so she wouldn't have ever noticed it then. Leah's thoughts were brought back to reality when Dane suddenly increased the rate and strength of his thrusts into her ass. And then she felt the warm rush of his cum as if filled her rectum and began to run out and down her leg. Dane's repeated groans were so loud that the stranger sat bolt upright to look over Leah's shoulder at Dane's face twisted in agony or ecstasy -- probably the later he surmised and realized that his face was next to this beautiful blonde haired girl with great tits that he still held in his hand. And he nuzzled her neck, licking and biting, tasting the thin sheen of sweat on her neck, and moaned loudly in her ear. Leah too moaned and looked down in time to see five large shots of jism fly up and arc back down on his hand, cock, and balls. The stranger continued to play with his deflating cock all the while nuzzling into Leah's neck and hair. Until finally, Leah moved to see Dane as he pulled out of her very sore ass. Dane had a shit eating grin that Leah couldn't read the meaning of. The stranger had fallen back to lye on the couch with his cum drenched cock and balls still exposed. Leah smiled at the stranger even though his eyes were closed. And then stood painfully aware of her traumatized anus and rectum and turned to face Dane. Dane looked completely drained; sweat was dripping from his face and made his chest shine in the low light of the living room. Dane's dick hung limply, red and irritated, and dripping. Leah had no inclination to touch or taste the invader that had just been in here ass.

And then she saw Daniel; standing at the entrance of the hallway well behind Dane, Daniel was naked with limp dick in hand and cum dripping onto the carpeted floor beneath him. And Leah realized that he too had watched her getting ass fucked. And that she had made three men cum at roughly the same time. A big smile came to her face, and she momentarily forgot the pain in her back side. But as her cunt contracted, her anus twinged in pain. And her momentary thoughts of getting off were quickly pushed to the back of her mind.

Leah brazenly and without shame walked past Dane, past Daniel stepping in his spunk on the floor, and continued down the hall to the bathroom. Leah turned and looked back to the living room Dane and Daniel were turned and the stranger was sitting up on the couch so he too could watch her walk away. Leah closed the door and stepped into the shower reveling in the power she had over these three men. After her shower Leah had every intention of walking back into the living room to retrieve her forgotten clothing and then return to Dane's bedroom for a quick nap. But as she stepped from the shower Dane opened the door and squeezed through carrying a large terry robe that he held open invitingly for her. Leah slipped her arms into the sleeves as Dane closed the robe around and tied the robe closed. Leah enjoying the feeling of Dane's arms around her, but the feeling ended abruptly when Dane pushed Leah through the now open door into the hallway stating it was his turn for the shower.

In the hallway was a now fully clothed Daniel with steaming coffee cup in hand extended toward Leah, and the stranger also with pants now closed holding Leah's clothes neatly folded in his outstretched hands. Leah smiled to both in turn taking the coffee in one hand and her clothing in the other and walked into Dane's bedroom. Leah casually closed the bedroom door with heel of a foot as she walked into the room and almost spilled the coffee as she sat heavily on the edge of the bed.



Leah



It was cold, dark, the middle of winter and I stayed way too long at the drinks night for work, once again having to run for the second last train out to Emerald, because the next one was another 30 minutes away and I didn't want to be sitting on the platform in the loop by myself on a Friday night at 11:00pm. I hadn't drunk too much as I had to drive home from the station, but still the night was pretty good. An old mate turned up and did drink too much, falling off his barstool and rolling his ankle. Staying around long enough to see if he was alright meant I had to bolt.

I sprang down the escalators and dived into the doors just as they were closing, then found my customary seat at the back of the train. The carriage was almost empty except for some girls giggling up the other end, so the i-pod went in and I tuned out completely.

This was why I jumped when three stops later she sat down opposite me. I had seen her a couple of times on the train but was never able to catch where she got on or got off. She wasn't a stunning girl by any stretch so I don't know what it was about her that made me lose my breath. Maybe it was the short cropped white hair, the face jewellery, or the tights and boot combination that worked for so many but on her seemed different. Silver tights, mmm...

"Nice, aren't they?" Oh shit...

"Sorry?" I replied, pulling the earphones out.

"The boots. Their nice, huh? That was what you were staring at?" She smiled, both of us knowing full well it wasn't.

"Um, yeah, sorry. They just reminded me of my friends."

I just remembered what it was about her. She had a confidence that radiated. When she spoke on the phone or to her friends, the silky command in her voice was intoxicating. I could tell she was persuaded the same way I was, she had that look about her, but confidence is the sexiest quality in a person that ever existed, and hers made my spine tingle...

"I've seen you on this train a couple of times before, but don't you usually catch the earlier one?"

"Um, yeah. We had a work function tonight though. I thought I would hang around, you know, cause..." Oh shit, shut up Holly, you're babbling. She smiled to herself, almost hearing what I was thinking and I felt myself going a bright red.

"So your other work buddies didn't go?"

"What other work buddies?"

"The ones you fight with on the way home. The others on the train."

"Oh no, they're not my work friends, I just know them from the train trip we share." A dollar for every time someone had assumed that. Well, actually, that would only be a couple of dollars, HA. Shit, how much had I had to drink...

"Awesome. Well, if you're not averse to making friends on the train, my names Leah." She held out her hand.

"Hi, Holly." I took it, and she squeezed, not too firmly, but as I softly let go, she caught my finger, dragging along it. Her eyes bored into me and I think that was the moment I lost control a little.

We sat awkwardly for a few seconds and it was all I could do not to drop my gaze back down to those gorgeous legs. She shuffled around in her bag for a minute and then pulled out her i-phone. As her attention was drawn to it, I took the opportunity to look her over properly. She had a black knee length jacket and silver stockings covering her knees as her crossed legs poked out the top of it. The boots were Ug boot style and came up over her ankles, and she casually kicked her leg out in a show of pent up energy. I traced her all the way up, begging for a small show of what was under that coat and starting to picture what she might look like without it, and without what was under it, when I met her eyes. She smiled that smile that said I know what you're looking at and I smiled back, busted again, but not really caring.

As her leg lazily kicked the air I crossed mine diagonally to hers. Her gaze never left her phone and I for a second wondered if I didn't give her the same feelings she gave me. I panged with disappointment and put my headphones in, trying to tell myself to get a grip, get back to the car and forget about this, when her leg grazed mine.

"Oh, sorry," she said, looking up quickly and smiling. "Not watching..."

She turned herself away again and we went back to what we were doing for another stop, but once again, her leg grazed mine. I looked her in the eye and she looked back at me, smiling. "Sorry" she whispered, but the swaying of her leg slowed and turned into a slow caress of my legs. Her gaze dropped back to her phone as she sent tingles through my thighs. I sat back, pushing my jacket into my waist and resettling my bag, all the while mentally unable to move my leg out of her reach. What the fuck was I doing?

For the next ten minutes we exchanged smiles and compliments, as her feet explored my thigh and my tights got wetter.

Two stops before I was able to get off, and Leah sat up, leaning forward. I jolted out of the haze her touch was giving me. "You getting off?" she whispered, smiling that smile I couldn't take my eyes off as her hand ran along the edge of my knee. "T-two more stops." I stammered. .

"That quick?" She grinned, and I realised then the double edged question. She was coming on to me. Both palms explored my crossed legs as she stared me down, playfully tickling the spot behind my kneecap.

"No, mm-my car's at Emerald..." I couldn't explain what she was doing to me but these were feelings I hadn't ever had before. I felt completely helpless and willing at the same time. I don't know whether it was the time, the long day, the perfume she radiated or what it was, but I was hypnotized. Her eyes bored into me and if she wanted to she could have stripped me and laid me down on the bench there and then.

But she didn't. She sat back and watched me, still kicking that gorgeous leg in the air and smiling.

As we pulled up to the station I stood, and so did she. I paused to let her out first and she turned back to me. "Come on." I didn't understand at first, I was going anyway, but I followed her out. She slowed and I came up next to her, feeling led along like an obedient poodle. We turned into the car park and walked toward the end. There were a couple of cars still down the back and mine was concealed behind another one.

"You know, I've seen you a few times on the train home. I normally get off a couple of stops later, but I heard you telling your mates earlier this week you were looking forward to the night out tonight, so I thought I'd take a chance and park here to see if I could catch you on the way home."

"Oh." Was that all I could muster? My hands were shaking.

"I know you saw me too. I've caught you looking so many times I've lost count."

"I, um..."

"Don't respond." She stopped me in mid sentence! God I wanted her. "I liked it. It made me very, well, you know..."

We made it to my car and I stepped over to the door. She followed. "Nice car. How long you had it?" She came up next to me as I unlocked the door and threw my bag in. For some reason I didn't follow it.

"A couple of years." I responded, closing the door gently. "It was my brother's but he traded up so I just bought it off him. Piece of junk really..." I lied. I was twitching and feeling the blubbering coming on again. I could barely look at her without feeling like I was going beetroot red.

"Hey Holly, do you mind if I test a theory?" she whispered.

Oh Fuck...

"Uh, no, I mean wha..."

Leah cupped my cheek with her palm and leant in. Her lips met mine before I could get the question out. I wanted to push back, but couldn't. I was frozen. It happened so quickly I was rooted to the spot. She swung around in front of me trapping me against my car as she dropped her bag, moving her right hand around my waist.

She pulled back for a second. "Thank you. That's that one out of the way. Now let's try this one." She moved in again, pressing her body hard up against mine and forced my lips open with her tongue. I was melting there on the spot, completely lost and stunned, when I felt her hand move around to the front of my stomach. I instinctively pulled my hand onto hers to stop it moving up, and she pulled back. "No" was all she said. Not pushy, not demanding, more instructive. I wilted and moved my hand around to her elbow, and she started to explore me.

Her fingers sent sparks of lightning through me as they wandered up and around my breasts, tracing the underside of them, back and forth before moving up the side of my left breast before her finger grazed over my very sensitive nipple.

"Aahhh..." I moaned into her mouth as she continued to dominate me. I was powerless to stop her and at that point, had no desire to at all. She left my lips and traced around my cheek, working towards my ear.

"You are so fucking sexy" she whispered, and pulled back. She stared right into my eyes. "Be a good girl and keep an eye out." She said, and winked as she leant towards my cheek, her tongue taking us on a journey of its own.

All I could manage was a nod, both hoping and fearing above anything what that meant. Both hands cupped my chest now as her thumbs worked my nipples and I shuddered, eyes rolling back into my head. Then her hands started their decent, as her lips found my neck. I grabbed the roof of the car and moaned, begging her onwards with my mind. She traced my hips and moved her hands around to my rear, cupping and squeezing my cheeks. She moaned into my neck and traced back around to my lips, leaning her head against mine and staring into my eyes.

One hand came up. Her finger found the top of my leggings, dipping inside as she pulled back from my neck and stared into my soul.

It traced around, pulling them down a fraction as her eyes never left mine. I whimpered, as if in pain, but not. I was soaked, so hot I was melting, and so shaky, my legs were about to give way, but I held her eyes, demanding myself to impress her, prove how strong I was.

Her finger traced all the way around to the front. "Ipsy Wipsy spider..." she whispered, as her hand plunged into my tights. Her index finger found my slit and pressed into it. 

"Please..." I whispered, as she plunged down past it, dragging up again and almost all the way out, her fingers remaining in. I didn't know what I was begging for, but nothing else came out. I was on fire...

"Climbed up the water spout" Her hands found the sides of my leggings. She grabbed them with her fists and locked her arms.

"Down came the rain" She pushed them down, dropping to her knee and as I pushed my hips out, and my leggings came down. I tried to watch for other people, tried to be discreet and not make too much noise...

"And ate the spider out..."

Her tongue touched my thigh.

I bucked and my knee bent, giving her all the access she needed. She slowly traced upward, her hands tracing the back of my leg as she kissed the front.

"Oh fuck, please, please, keep... uh" I was incoherent as she coated my inner thigh with her saliva, ascending at a painfully slow rate. I couldn't hold it any more. She hadn't even made contact yet and I could feel it building. I grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her up, ramming her mouth onto me. 

"Oh FUCK" She hit my clit with a ferocity it needed, and if there was anyone within earshot they would have come running, and I would have let them. Nothing was going to stop the wave that was about to hit.

Her tongue lashed up and around my clit as a finger traced across my entrance. I came harder than anyone had made me come before, ever. The convulsions racked my body as she held her position over my clit and entrance, moaning and intensifying my orgasm.

She stayed there a second as I slowly regained the strength in my legs before standing up. She came back up to her feet and as I pulled my leggings back up, her palms found my cheeks again. She kissed me, softly and sweetly, my cum covering my face. I pulled her in, my hands begging to explore her, somehow return that passion, but feeling like anything I could come up with would come up short.

"Come home with me." She whispered, and turned away, bag on shoulder towards a small RX7 parked across the car park road. My breathing slowly returned to normal but my pulse thudded as loudly as ever as I dropped into the driver's seat, panting as though I had run a marathon. Fuck, I needed a cigarette! I started the engine and followed her out.

She turned right, home was left. I didn't know her from a bar of soap and she had given me the greatest sexual experience I had ever had, but to follow her meant trying to improve on perfection. Turning away would leave her behind forever, never to be tarnished.

But if anyone could improve on perfection, she could. I put my indicator on and turned...



Leah



Her real name was Ophelia, but there was no way in the world any of these people were ever going to know that. Leah is a marvelous name, and it's not a total bastardization of her given name, so she gets to have her cake (not being called Ophelia) and eat it too (not having parents that hand out guilt trips left and right about something as simple as a name). Leah, right now, was sitting on a bar stool. At a bar. A dirty one, actually, she thought as she sneered down at the counter. Running her finger along the edge brought up a rather slimy layer of spilled booze mixed with cigarette ashes, crumbs from pretzels and topped with the oil of desperation that coats this place.

"Ugh," she says out loud to herself, "I hate bars."

"Yeah, so do I" says a masculine voice from her right. She hadn't noticed him standing there, but that was all right. Getting a good look at him now was a treat to make up for the little start she had experienced when she realized that there was someone reacting to her mumblings. He was tall, sort of, taller than her anyway, and fit though not muscular. She could see that he took care of himself without being crazy about it or refraining from some of the finer things in life. She tried to look at his hands, but they were in his jeans pockets.

Her gaze found its way up to his face and found a little smirk waiting for her there in a very handsome face. Not really strong-jawed, but a softer kind of masculine that promised cuddles and long walks and talks after dinner. 

"You like what you see?" He chuckled. 

She blushed profusely, "I was trying to get a look at your hands, but they're in your pockets." 

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Hands are that important to you? Here, then." He pulled them out of his jeans and stood closer to her, just within reach so she could examine them. 

"Are you right or left handed?" She asked him. 

"Right." He was following her lead, treating this with the same level of seriousness that she did.

She took his left hand in both of hers, noticing the size, texture of the skin on his fingertips, examined for dirt, calluses, cuticle irregularities, broken or chipped nails. 

"You've never had a manicure..." she mumbled, "but you take care of the basics." 

She dropped his hand and looked him in the eyes for the first time. They were brown, but not the dark and drab and common brown you normally see around these parts. It was more like one of his parents had brown eyes and the other blue and the two colors offset each other in a very pleasant way. 

"Did I pass?" he asked. 

"So far, so good. No hangnails and your fingers are strong. Did you want to join me here at the bar?"

He looked at the bar with the same kind of expression she had on her face earlier. "Not really, but you can join me for dinner if you're hungry and would like at least a clean surface to lean on."

Leah smiled and stood up, extending her left hand in greeting, "My name is Leah, and I would love to grab some dinner with you."

He did not shake her hand; instead he offered her the crook of his elbow. She took his arm when he said "Good to meet you Leah, my name is Dave."

They walked together for a time, the conversation starting with the horrid conditions of the various bars in the area, the slightly less horrid conditions of the streets and finally were discussing the nicer conditions in some of their favorite places when they came to the restaurant that Dave had been leading them to, in a very roundabout way, the whole time. Leah noticed that although they had been talking for an hour, they were really only 10 minutes away from the bar they started in. Oh, he was smooooooth. He held the door open and they entered together.

It wasn't a fancy place, neither of them was dressed for fancy and besides -- they'd only just met! But it wasn't fast food either. It was a proper, sit down diner. Clean, friendly service even after the dinner rush, portions enough to make you full and less greasy than any pizza or burger would be. And a milkshake for dessert! While at the same time not being overly expensive and carrying no obligations with it ... this was just a meal, together with someone that he met and got along with. "What a nice change of pace," thought Leah "maybe he's better than I set out to snag tonight..."

Her chicken fingers and fries came, and Leah began to eat with her knife and fork. After a moment of silence she looked up and saw Dave looking at her with a bemused expression on his face. "They're called chicken fingers for a reason, darling." She glared at him, mostly light-heartedly, and he beamed a smile at her. Dave looked down at his plate and was fairly obviously trying to figure out how to eat his dinner ... not everyone can dip steak fries into ketchup with a fork. Leah waited, chewing slowly, wondering what he would do. She smiled to herself and continued to eat after he picked up his utensils and started cutting into his burger. 

"Diner burgers can be considered a more advanced course, if you'd like to start with the basics instead..." Leah teased. 

Dave was concentrating. "No, I got it, I'm good. What's the deal with you and hands anyway?"

"Well," Leah began, she'd never really thought about it enough to get to the core of her thought process. "I guess it had to do with my dad, he was a mechanic and his hands were filthy, torn and battered. It's manly and all that to work on cars, but wincing in pain every time you put on your shirt cause of the cuts and hangnails is not." She paused a moment, using her drink as an excuse. "Besides, hands are contact points. We touch things with our hands, touch others with them, they are -- in effect -- our first impression on every aspect of life we meet. Why let a person touch me who obviously doesn't care about himself?"

"You've rejected men because of their hands, haven't you?"

"Well, it's not just men, but women and children too. In every relationship, be it friend or family or romance, taking care of your hands is essential. I'm not going to let a child come and rub his hands all over my face if the fingers are coated in boogers and dirt and old food, I'm not going to hold hands with my best friend while we walk through the shopping malls if she's got uneven, jagged nails and overgrown, infected cuticles, and I'm not going to let a man touch my body with his hands if they are not clean and well cared for." She pulled out a package of wet wipes from her purse and smiled sheepishly at him. "I do understand that I'm one of the few that's so careful, however, so there's always backup to be had nearby."

Dave laughed and they continued their meal. Talking, eating, laughing, they had a wonderful time. They had milkshakes for dessert, just like she'd hoped for when they first walked in, and when they left there was no dilemma over who was paying -- Dave jumped up and wouldn't hear of her opening her purse. She excused herself to the WC while he was in line to pay.

What a gentleman! Holding open doors, picking up the tab, fun to talk with and she didn't feel at all judged or misunderstood. Dave didn't make her feel inferior like most men did when they went through a chivalry farce; he made her feel like he would be a good partner in life. It would take a while longer to even approach the subject, but could he be Mr. Right?

As they left the restaurant he offered her his arm again and she took it with a beaming smile. They walked aimlessly for a while in silence, able to enjoy the time together in peace. Leah looked up at Dave and asked, "Why were you in the bar tonight? Is it really that difficult for you to find someone to be with?"

Dave laughed. "I could ask you the same question." He smiled at her, and Leah thought there could be some sadness there to discover with time. "Truth be told, I've had a number of ... poor matchings in the last few years. I thought it might be time to try a different route. This was my first night 'bar-hopping' for a date. Seems like I did fairly well!"

Leah slowed, pulling them both to a stop. Looking up at Dave, into those dancing eyes and holding his strong hand, she couldn't help herself. A simple kiss, lips touching one another, from a woman to a man. "It's getting late," she said, "care to walk me home?"

"I would love to!" Dave said, probably still a bit shocked by the unexpectedness of the gentle kiss.

"This way then." They walked together still, arm in arm, talking pleasantly and comfortably. The long way home took them a while, and when they got to her doorstep he made no move to ask her if he could come in. Such a nice guy! Why don't... yes.

"Come in with me, Dave. A cup of coffee or a nightcap?"

"Of course, Leah, if you are certain."

"I'm sure. Come." She led him through her door by the hand and once the door was closed he wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her. This time the kiss was full and almost intense. He pulled her close to him and she did not resist. In fact, she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into the kiss just as fully as he did. His hands rubbed her back as her fingers threaded their way through his hair, their bodies in full contact from chest to thigh. They broke off to catch their breath after a minute or three.

"How about that coffee?" She giggled.

"I think I'd prefer something a bit stronger." He pulled her in for another kiss and started walking her slowly to the couch. She kept her home as clean as her hands, so they made it from the front door to the couch without incident and managed to keep the kiss unbroken as they removed their jackets and lay down on the couch. Leah stopped their progress reluctantly, but she had a mission -- shoes needed removing and coats should not be on the floor. She managed it within a quick moment and leapt back into his arms, straddling his sitting form as he was still looking amused with her "antics". Their kisses became more intense, more passionate as they sat entwined. Finally she could stand it no more and moved his hands from her back to her front, encouraging him towards her breasts. When he changed his grip to be firm and kneading she moaned into his mouth.

Dave stood up, picking her up so he could turn around and lay her down on the couch. His hands explored her body as their lips and tongues explored each others'. He unbuttoned her pants, and when she did not resist he pulled them down over the curve of her ass and expertly pulled them off. Her hands had not been idle through their kiss either, she had managed to unbutton his shirt and was caressing the bear skin of his chest, playing with his chest hair and gently pinching and flicking his nipples. Every now and then she drew a shiver out of him, and once he got her bra off (she was still even wearing her shirt!) he did the same to her.

Their breathing was uneven now; there was no question of what was to come. Leah was surprised; she never thought that she'd have any luck in a bar! Of course, their time in the bar was short, but that's where it all started. She'd never forget the feel of that stupid bar's counter under her finger, the smell of the diner's food or the heat that was travelling between her and Dave right now. What a series of memories!

Leah undid the button on Dave's jeans, and they finally broke their kiss as he pulled down his own pants and she nearly tore her panties in her rush to get them off. He pulled down his underwear and looked down at her. He was a wonderful specimen of a man, she thought. Her earlier thoughts were spot on. He was indeed muscular and strong, but he had a softness about him, a curve of a belly, that made him seem not intimidating but masculine and supportive. She hoped he was as pleased with her shape as she was with his. Looking down from his chest to his erect member she could tell that he was.

He knelt down on the couch, one of his legs between hers with the other on the floor, and kissed the curve of her skin right where her neck met her collar bone. He traced a line that only he could see down the front of her shirt, stopping to suck on her nipples through the fabric. Leah gasped, she had never felt the kind of friction against her sensitive skin that it inspired. He nibbled his way down her stomach and when his hand reached between her legs it was soft and warm and strong. He lifted her shirt just enough to reveal her navel and his tongue touched her there at the same moment as his finger ran along her opening for the first time. Leah moaned. Dave licked her belly button and rubbed his fingers up and down and around until he drove out every other thought from her mind. All that existed was this moment, right here and right now, on her couch with a handsome man who wanted to pay the most wonderful attention to her that she could imagine.

Dave slowly inserted one finger into her, followed by a second. His hand was moving slowly back and forth, massaging her insides while his thumb circled oh so lightly on her clit. He shifted upwards so he could gently bite and suck on her breasts through her shirt as he did so. Leah's hands were in his hair, running over his shoulders and down his arms. She was trying to keep her hips from rising to meet his hand but she was pretty much failing miserably. Her body wanted to be sated and her mind was in no mood to stop the desire. Dave slid a third finger in as she was wet and getting wetter, her body reacting to his touch in delightful ways. He leaned up further to kiss her one more time, or so she thought... he actually just licked along the bottom line of her lips, along her jaw, and rested his head right next to hers so his mouth was directly beside her ear.

"What do you want, Leah?" He asked, almost breathlessly.

"Let me feel you Dave." She dove into their kiss again. Dave traced the curve of her brow with his free hand, then slowly pulled his fingers from her. He did not need to look, he knew where she was, and penetrated her without issue. Slowly, slowly, deeper until he was buried inside her. Leah had started with a mmmmmmoan and didn't stop making noises until he was all the way in. Dave held the position, pelvises touching, and kissed her very thoroughly. Leah wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck and felt herself embraced in return. She was warm, safe, full and very, very happy!

Dave moved inside her, slowly at first but working up to a comfortable rhythm that allowed them to explore each others' bodies. Mouths and fingers covered every inch of face and torso. The end was frantic, passionate, wonderful. As they were curled together in the afterglow Leah said

"I have a confession to make to you."

"Oh?" laughed Dave. "What would that be?"

"Leah is a nickname."

"What's your real name then?"

"Ophelia."

"I have a secret too," he said "my first name is Vernon."



Leah and I



I caught her at the lights and followed, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. If at any time I wanted out, all I had to do was turn around, but my curiosity and pure burning desire was too strong. On we went, main after main, lights after lights, and I found myself begging for her to stop before my nerves overtook my desire. 

Eventually we turned into a side street full of factories. I saw her stop outside a small fully lit house that looked completely out of place and pulled over a few lengths behind her. As she stepped out, another girl, almost my mirror image, came out of the drive and hugged her. Leah kissed her on the cheek, which was a bit strange, but when she kissed Leah full on the mouth I felt a pang. All of a sudden I felt like I was intruding, and I left the car running while I watched them talk. Then Leah took a couple of minutes, whispering and giggling before she took her hand, pointed to me, leading her towards my car.

This new girl, gorgeous shoulder length blonde hair and waify thin figure, skipped ahead of her when she saw me and knocked on my car window.

"Hi Holly, my names Jasmin. You coming in? Trust me, you're in for a real show!" She smiled.

Now I was confused. I had just been ravaged by her girlfriend and she was acting like we were a couple of mates out to the movies! Then I realised I had no idea what Leah said to her, and here were two gorgeous young girls out getting ready for something I was invited to. What the fuck, I thought, and switched the engine off.

We walked in the front doors, which were reinforced, and up to a reception style desk. "Hi Danni" the girls called as they walked in and towards a locked door on the left. "Ladies. She with you?" The middle aged Russian woman behind the counter asked, nodding at me. "Fingers crossed." Leah winked back at her as Jasmin giggled, and we made our way in.

We walked past two small curtained rooms in past a large lounge with a duke box, pool table and several large, with a number of rather risky pictures around the walls. The room had only a few girls in it, all stunning, and it hit me what we had just walked into.

I just had no idea why, because I sure as hell wasn't going to fuck anyone for money.

We made our way directly out the back and into a small room with a TV, minibar and a couple of couches. I stood in the corner stupidly while the other two got comfortable. Leah sat down on the couch and Jasmin put the kettle on, pulled out a couple of mugs and proceeded to make herself and Leah each a coffee. "You want one?" She asked.

"Aah, sure, thanks. White with three." She passed it to me when done and sat herself on the couch too. Leah picked up the remote and on came a very sensual music video style show. Both girls watched intently, smiling occasionally at each other.

As I sipped my coffee I noticed the show getting more intense and the girls getting closer. Some other girls came and went, using the little bathroom out the back and delving into cupboards and a couple of padlocked lockers up the back. After about 20 minutes there was a knock at the door and a short but largely built kiwi guy came in. "Hey ladies. Whoa, good evening, my lady." He said when he noticed me and started a cocky little swagger over. "Back off Rudi, she's here purely as an observer."

That comment caught me off-guard and I was about to ask Leah what she meant, when Rudi raised his hands in surrender and then extended one to me.

"Hey, no problems with me. Don't worry little miss, my name is Rudi and I got your back. You're safe with me if you're here with my ladies here. 5 minutes to showtime girls. The rooms ready to go." And with that, he backed out of the room and closed the door.

I turned back to Leah to ask her about the 'observer' comment meant and was she really going to do what I think she was going to do, when I saw Jasmin up on her knees forcing her tongue down Leah's throat. Jasmin whispered in Leah's ear, but she just smiled slyly and shook her head.

I couldn't take my eyes off them, and every few seconds one of them would look my way and throw me a quick grin, a way of saying ' you are so allowed to watch'. Then with a quick rap at the door, Jasmin jumped up and trotted over to a toilet door "Just a sec and then we're right to go."

Leah stood up and slowly made her way over to me. I trembled slightly, it was the first time we had been alone since the car park. She brought her hand gently to my cheek and said softly "Follow us, find a seat away from everyone else but where you can see. If you want to join in, you can, but if not, that's OK too. Just don't leave without us, or at least Rudi, if you have to."

"What are you doing here? I mean, what.."

She leaned in and kissed me, taking me by surprise with her speed and tenderness. "Come." Was all she said, in the same tone and with the same eyes as in the car park, and I wilted.

"That's the spirit!" Jasmin teased, coming up behind me, and with a pat on my bum, took Leah's hand and danced out of the room like she was on air.

We ventured back down the corridor, which was still empty, but the girls from the lounge were all gathered at the end, smiling at some in joke. I followed Leah and Jasmin in through a door on the left, and stopped short. I just found out what we were doing here.

They weren't selling themselves and they weren't strippers.

They were going to fuck each other...

For an audience!

Ok, so technically they were both, but FUCK!

The room was small, lined with chairs and with a double bed in the middle covered in just a sheet. A small bedside table was adorned with oils, dildos, condoms(?) and other items I couldn't quite make out. The main light was focused on the bed so the remainder of the room was dimly lit and I couldn't pick up any of the faces in the room, but they saw me. 

Two young guys in tradie gear were hunched as close to the bed as possible, and there were three older guys opposite them just as close. The only other two guys in the room looked like your typical married men, settled back, trying to remain as hidden as possible until the action starts. One of them wasn't even looking at me, hiding behind a cap and sunglasses, but the others were.

I looked to Leah, who nodded towards the chair near me, and I quickly sat, a few seats from sunglasses, and Rudi closed the door and stepped forward.

"Alright guys, same as always, no moving about once the show starts, no touching unless invited, and if you are, be nice. These are my girls and I'm a very protective fucker." He gave me a wink at that time, and I knew he was counting me as one of his girls, which I appreciated no end. "Enjoy the show!"

He then stepped back and pressed play on an ipod and speaker, and Eminem's Lose Yourself came on, and to the sound of the piano, their show started. Leah played the agressor, nibbling and pawing at a shy Jasmin. Leah then whispered in her ear, and at the introduction of the beat, Jasmin smiled, and pounced.

Jas pushed Lea on her back and ripped open her top, attacking her nipples with her tongue while her hands fumbled with her jeans. Her hand dived into her underwear as she raised her head back up and pushed her tongue down Lea's throat.

For the next few minutes I lost the trail of events as my eyes trailed around the room. The audience were all completely engrossed in the events but every now and then one would cast their eye over at me to see where I came into it. I huddled back into my chair and tried not to catch any of their eyes.

After a lot more petting, the girls hopped up and started giving each of the punters mini lap dances, a hand or two roaming over them, but always falling short of the intended target, until Jasmin got to me. She had only her bra and shorts on, and came over to me, straddling the chair and sitting on my lap.

She clasped my hands in hers and glided them up her sides before pulling them around to her breasts. I felt every pair of eyes on me at that stage, but stared at the floor. Jasmin let one hand go and slid it down inside her shorts, giving her clit a quick and very audible rub before whispering in my ear "I so want you" and winking with a smile.

I was creaming my fucking pants!

She hopped up and dragged Leah off sunglasses lap before throwing her on the bed and continuing with the show. Before we could blink, Leahs undies were off and Jas was tracing her tongue down her stomach. Leah put two hands on the back of her head and parted those magnificent limbs, guiding Jas's tongue home. When Jas gently flicked the top of her clit, Leah moaned and looked right at me.

I couldn't help myself. I parted my legs a bit and forced my hand to my own flamingly engorged bud and pushed. Leah saw this and smiled, before throwing her head back in ecxtasy.

"Oh, fuck yes, right there, do that!" She moaned and reaching back, grabbed a dildo and beads before throwing them on the bed next to her.

Jasmin grabbed the dildo, brought her head up, took the tip in her mouth and deepthoated the whole thing in one go (to the cheers of the two front row tradies), then buried her head back in Leah's soaking snatch and moved the toy in between her legs.

As she slowly guided it in, twisting gently while furiously devouring her clit, the only one in the room making any noise was Leah. "Oh Fuck, oh god, yeah, yeah" she repeated over and over, getting closer to her release, and I felt myself going with her.

At that point I basically abandoned all ideas of modesty and shoved my hand down my tights. I found my clit as Lea, arching her back and pulling the sheets off the edges of the bed, moaned and begged her way into a mindblowing orgasm.

I wasn't there yet, but was close and now couldn't give a fuck who was watching. I closed my eyes briefly and when I opened them, Leah was kneeling down in front of me. She leaned in and found my hand, pulling it back, and gripped the top of my tights, again...

"Up." She whispered, and I obeyed, my legs quivering and my slit soaked. I raised my hips just enough to release the tights I had already made a mess of and they found their way into a pile on the floor next to me.

I looked her in the eye and saw that look, the same look as before. The look that made me want to obey her, to drink everything she wanted in and prove to her that I was so worth the trouble.

But unlike last time, she leaned in and kissed me. I almost forced her head down, begging for relief until I felt it! It wasn't huge but it was hard, and already slick, and little twist at a time, Lea worked it in to me.

Now, I'd used a rubber cock or two (or three!) in my time, and as far as they go, this one was pretty nice, but the thought that it had just gotten her off and she was now using it as if it were her own appendage made me feel like it was hers. She was holding it at her waist and using her hips to thrust it in, a little at a time.

I begged her to push harder, to give me that mind blowing orgasm I was craving, but she was slowing the thrusts enough to keep me on the edge. I looked over her shoulder and saw Jas looking in our direction from the edge of the bed, finger fucking herself like mad. Every other pair off eyes in the room was pointed at me, and I couldn't care less.

I gripped the edge of the seat and stretched my hands out, concentrating only on what that rubber magnificence was doing to me,when my hand grazed another, more masculine hand. He moved up to the seat next to me, lifting one arm around the chair behind my back. Leah's hand snaked up his leg and over his crotch as her lips found mine again and my hand developed a mind of it's own. I wasn't sure why, but I cut loose. My hand grabbed for his crotch as I buried my tongue in her mouth.

Leah's thrusts lifted and dropped in intensity as her other hand occasionally moved over my still covered breasts. when I started bucking my hips to meet her, she stopped. "Can I make you come?" she whispered.

"Fuck me, please fuck me..." I begged, as I grappled with his pants, desperate to get something in my hands. Others must have wanted to join in because I faintly heard Rudi's voice warning them off. I looked up longingly at him, begging him with my mind to let them all do as much as they wanted to me, to fill me with every inch of fucking cock in the room, but I just couldn't get the words out. (In hindsight probably a good thing.)

She forced her lips off mine and she used that incredibly sexy demand that wasn't a demand voice that I couldn't ignore. "Turn around and get on your knees."

I stared at her, as she smiled into my eyes. I smiled back and dropped to the ground, turning myself around and sticking my ass out for her to shove 'her' cock back into. She found the entrance with the tip and pushed and I was back in ecstasy, my hand managing to find my clit again without her being able to stop me.

The first couple of thrusts were hard and I pushed back on them, urging her on as I grabbed sunglasses and dragged him over in front of me. I saw a small hand cover his cock, and all of a sudden it was sheathed. I looked over to Jas, who winked. Leah whispered over my shoulder "Suck the bastard dry baby, that's what we're here for." 

I have no idea how I was able to turn into what I had become, but the way I was feeling at that point, I couldn't stop myself. The tip of his monster hit the back of my throat and I kept going, swallowing as much as possible while getting fucked from behind by my goddess.

"Good girl, swallow it." Leah whispered and intensified her thrusts, and my eyes closed. I felt the eyes of the room on my back, and was starting to lift my vocals for them, moaning all over this lucky bastards cock.

My moans intensified and my stroking and sucking of this stranger sped up in time with Lea' thrusts.

He felt warm, strong and submissive and I was in pure heaven. I thrusted back and forth on the cock buried inside me and my orgasm started to build, and build, and build. I felt his Cork throb and as he passed the point of no return and I prepared for a mouth full of condom filled semen.

I pushed back, trying to cum with him, as his hand held the back of my head and he started to pulse. I squeezed the cock Leah was thrusting into me and that just bought me off quicker. I felt him pulse and the tip of the rubber hit the roof of my mouth as I started to come, and all I could do was hold on and come.

Spurt after spurt filled the rubber as my hips rocked, Leas hand scraping over my back. I squeezed for all I was worth.

My whole body shivered and shook, releasing what I had been wanting all night until eventually it was over and I pushed myself away. Then a thousand thoughts went through my mind, the loudest being "Holly you slut", but the next one being "Holly, you SLUT!".

After a few seconds of staring at the ground, the applause started. Leah lifted me up and I grabbed my pants and just run. I bolted out the door half naked with Lea right behind me. I went for the room we came out of, but there were a couple of girls in front of me, so I ducked in a door on the left and slammed it shut.

I slid to the floor, shocked. I sat for about 5 minutes before I even had the strength to put my pants back on, when I heard a knock at the door.

I moved out the way, expecting Leah, but when you walked in I almost died...

That's what I'm doing half naked in a brothel, now what the fuck are you doing here?...