6 comments/ 47609 views/ 0 favorites Take a Chance By: wanderermtn As Tanya finished rinsing the soap from her body, she thought about how she had never imagined, even in her wildest fantasies, that she would have the courage to do something like this. Out in the main part of the hotel room was Jon, and old friend of her mother. Well, not an 'old' old friend, thankfully. Jon was in his mid 30's, and sexy as hell in Tanya's opinion. He stood just over six feet tall, had dark brown hair and a very pleasantly toned body that spoke of his many years of hard work in the construction industry. Now barely a year out of high school, Tanya knew that Jon was impressed with how much her body had matured since he last saw her. In the last two years she had grown from a gangly teenager into a full figured young woman with full hips and a firm ass. Full C-cup breasts topped off her petite frame, and with her long brown hair, she was easily able to get the attention of many of the young men during the school year. Being a 'late bloomer', Tanya was still a little uncomfortable with the new allure she now possessed. She had tested the waters somewhat, but had been waiting for someone she knew and trusted to truly dive in and experience life's finer pleasures. She had known Jon since she was a child, and when she found out he would be passing through the town where she attended college, she wasted no time in finding out if she could catch a ride back home for the summer. Seeing his jaw nearly hit the ground when he arrived at her dorm, and the way he was helpless to keep his eyes from wandering all over her young body, Tanya felt a twinge of excitement and knew she wanted more from him. His attempt to hide the growing bulge in his pants as they greeted each other let her know that he might not mind if she offered. She shut off the water, toweled herself off, and wrapped a towel around herself, enjoying the feeling of warmth growing in the spot between her legs. When she opened the door to the bathroom, the room was lit only by the soft glow of the television as Jon flipped through channels, unaware of the surprise in store for him. As he went to start his shower, Tanya pretended to adjust her towel and 'accidentally' let it slip as he passed, allowing him to see her entire naked body. Jon stopped for a few seconds, his eyes wide in amazement as she pretended to fumble with her towel. Jon quickly turned his head and stammered an apology, undoubtedly fearing a tongue lashing from the young woman. "Its ok," Tanya said, honestly blushing as she 'finally' fixed her towel. "I don't mind you seeing me naked." When Jon closed the door behind him, Tanya noticed how much wetter her pussy had become during that little show. She lay back on the bed, removed her towel, and ran a finger over her the lips of her smooth shaven pussy, wondering if Jon's cock was hard after seeing her naked. As she heard the water turn on, she closed her eyes and began slowly fingering herself as she imagined Jon stroking himself in the shower. Soon she imagined what it would feel like with his cock inside of her, working faster as she did. There was something about being with an older man that excited her... maybe it was the knowledge that he would be so much more experienced than the boys she had been with. She knew that she wanted to try everything with him, and quickly brought herself to an orgasm imagining all the different ways he could please her. Suddenly she became aware that the water had shut off. As she tired to figure out how long it had been, she heard the door open and saw Jon walk around the corner. He cast an embarrassed glance towards her and then his eyes became wide once again as he gazed upon her full naked figure lying there on the bed, her finger slowly caressing the lips of her pussy. "W-What are you doing?" he asked. He was wearing an old t-shirt and a pair of boxer shirts, his stiff cock clearly visible through them. "I was thinking about you... I guess I got excited when you saw me naked." His eyes traveled up and down her body several times, taking in every luscious detail. Tanya had an idea of the thoughts that were going through his mind. Finally, he shook his head and said, "No, your mother would kill me if she knew that I so much as looked down your shirt." He looked at her longingly again, trying to think of more to say. "She doesn't have to know... Besides, I'm an adult now. I've never done this with anyone... experienced, like you." She blushed again, much deeper this time. He considered it a moment, one hand absently straying to his cock as he looked her over. When the boys Tanya had been with looked at her like that, it gave her an almost creepy feeling. When Jon looked her over, though, she could tell that he was admiring her in almost a loving way. She knew right then that sex with him was the right choice. She stood and walked to him, his arms embracing her sweetly, her head barely reaching his chest. "What do you want to learn?" he asked. "Everything... and I do mean everything," she replied. They both knew it was going to be an interesting night. Take a Chance I stood there before him; staring up into his scolding eyes with arousal surging through my body. He took my hand and guided it to his chest. I felt the heat radiating from beneath his light green shirt onto my palm. I had to look away from his eyes because the feeling they withheld was too much to bare. I started to look down at our feet. He then lifted my chin up, to once again, meet his stare. I looked deep into his brown eyes, so soft and welcoming, and shivered. "Lauren, you know I love you and would never do anything to hurt you," He said as he placed his hand on my cheek. "But I really want to take our relationship a step further." I looked at him confused. "What do you mean?" I asked. Chance and I have been married for a few months now and we dated for years in the past. We love each other very much and we're very passionate. Our sex life is unbelievably active, having sex almost daily. We have yet to have any children, but are planning on it once we're all set. So for now we live as newlyweds, going out and partying often. Our friends say that we were living the dream and we believe so too. We live on both our incomes in a small condo in the city. I work as an athletic trainer for the city's basketball team and he is on the team. Though I work around many attractive athletes, none compare to my lovely husband Chance. He stood at 6'3" with a broad frame, his arms were wonderfully muscular and he is perfectly statured. I love his smile and his hair when I run my fingers through it. He is all I have ever wanted in a man, so I never felt tempted as guys hit on me. I was told that I was attractive, but I always questioned that. I have a good bust being at a C cup and my ass is rather large, that's where you could notice my Hispanic heritage. I have dark curly hair and dark brown eyes with rather full lips that my husband loves. Next to my husband I only measure up to his chest being 5'2"; he always teases me about my size but loves the fact that I am short. We are in such bliss that I don't think our relationship could get any better. I was wrong. "I mean that I want to try something new tonight." He told me shakily. "Oh. Well what new thing do you want to do?" "Well you know how we were talking to Josh and Emi a few days ago about fulfilling any fantasies we had. I have one that I don't know if you'll be comfortable with, but I know I need to put it out there or I will regret it." He kept his hand on mine that was on top of his chest then held my other hand in his. I wondered what could possibly make him this nervous to tell me; it's so unlike him to not be confident and calm. "Lauren. I want us to, well, I want to be your master." As I heard those words, my jaw dropped, my body trembled and my arousal heightened. "Please Lauren tell me something." He begged but all that that came out was a small, weak yes. His eyes lit up and he wrapped me in a hug and lifted me off the ground. As he lifted me he kissed me passionately, assaulting my mouth furiously with his tongue. I let him consume me and gave out a small moan. His hands roamed under my shirt up my back. It felt so good to have his hands on me; I needed to have him now, badly. I pulled myself away from him to drop to my knees. I started to undo his jeans as I felt his hardened dick underneath. I worked fast and managed to have his boxers and jeans down in seconds. I moved my head forward about to take him into my mouth but he stepped back. "No. Now that I am your master you will do what I say and when I say it." He picked me up off my knees. I pouted as I was pulled away from my prize. "Okay remove your shirt and jeans." I did as I was told then stood still. He walked around me admiring my assets. He stopped behind me and grabbed my ass. I yelped in surprise, but he continued to move his hands along my body. He moved his hands to my lower back then slowly moved upwards. I shivered as his warm hands touched my exposed flesh. Once at my shoulders he massaged me gently and kissed my neck. My legs started becoming weak beneath me with every touch. He started to lower his hands from my shoulders to my chest, then lower and lower until his hands rested on my breasts. He squeezed them softly then more aggressively. My nipples became hard under his palm as he massaged them. There was only the thin material of my bra between my breast and his hand. In between my legs I felt sopping wet. It had only been a few minutes of this and he already had me wanting him more than ever. I started to lower my hand to rub myself, only to have him slap it away. "You don't touch yourself unless I say you can. Now I must punish you, bend over please." I obeyed and bent over, supporting myself against the bed. I wondered what he would do; would he just take me now and end this torture and pleasure me till we both pass out, oh how I wish he would. SLAP! I screamed at the pain I felt from his hand hitting across my ass. SLAP! The hits did not cease until I felt my ass aflame, burning and then I noticed the cool fluid sliding down my legs. I couldn't believe it, but with each blow to my ass, I grew more and more aroused! How could he do this to me? My body was in so much need for him; I ached to have him enter me and make me scream for more. He was only taunting me by standing behind me and not touching me. God what was he thinking of? I needed to know what was going to happen! I couldn't handle the silence and the stillness! It was so scary not knowing what was coming, yet such a turn on. Finally he cured my fear and spoke. "Stand up please." He said. I stood up straight with my hands at my sides. "Spread your legs." I did as I was told revealing my juices sliding along the insides of my thighs. He stepped in front of me and looked at me from head to toe. He reached forward and ran two fingers up my thigh slowly, coating them with my juices and showing them to me. The proof of my arousal was right before me. He then entered the fingers into his mouth and sucked on them slowly. I became weak and fresh fluid ran down my legs. "Mmmmm you taste wonderful my little slave." As he said this I let out a small moan. "Now get on your knees and suck me. Please." I happily dropped to my knees to see his cock throbbing in front of my face. It looked rock hard as it stood at attention in front of me. I began to lick the head tenderly, then all along the length of his glorious cock. I made sure that every square inch of his dick was lubricated with my saliva. I lowered my head to run my tongue on the underside of his cock, knowing that it was a very tender spot for him. Finally I raised my head and positioned the tip of his member to my lips. I began to suckle softly, earning a drop of precum and lapping it up. He tasted so good! I wanted more so I began to take more of his cock into my mouth, inch by inch. I started to bob my head on his cock, gripping harder with my lips. He let out a moan as a sign that he liked what I was doing to him. Then unexpectedly, he grabbed my hair with both hands and began to fuck my throat furiously. He shoved his long, thick prick down my throat causing me to gag yet not lightening up his thrusts. I grew more and more wet as he used me as his fuck toy. I grabbed hold of his ass with my hands and tried to help him get down my throat by meeting his thrusts at the same tempo. "Oh yes baby! Yes! I'm about to... oh my god... cum!!!" He yelled as I felt his ass tighten up under my palms. Suddenly I felt him begin to shoot hot globs of cum in my mouth; it hit the roof of my mouth and along my tongue. It felt amazing to be rewarded with his delicious cum in my mouth. I swallowed it slowly savoring the taste of him. He withdrew most of his dick, but left his head in my mouth to be cleaned. I swirled my tongue around his head, enjoying the remaining cum that still was on him. "Very good job my little slave." He said as he looked down at me. "Thank you." I replied. WHACK! He slapped his semi-hard prick against my face startling me. "Thank you, Master" he corrected me. "Thank you Master" I said with a smile.