2 comments/ 13730 views/ 4 favorites Waiting in the Dark By: SABANBURY She lay still in the total darkness of the room. Her naked body covered by the thin crisp Egyptian cotton sheets. The only sound that of her deep fast paced breathes as her heart raced...ba bom, ba bom, ba bom. He had told her to lie and wait for him. She wasn't to move, wasn't to turn on the light, was to make no noise. She was to do nothing but wait. So wait she did. She didn't know when he would come, but she knew he would. The parchment she had found waiting on the dressing table in her bedroom had told her so. She didn't know when he had put it there, had she been in the house when he was, had he watched her, been right there with her without her knowing? Goosebumps covered her skin at the thought. She recalled the words he had written. The thick paper had that musty smell of age that she found so enchanting. The words exquisitely inked by a fountain pen, flowed across the page like dancers lost in the heat of a Samba. In her mind she traced each letter with her fingers slowly, intoxicatingly absorbing each word. What you have started can now not be stopped You do not know me but you are mine You have not seen me but you crave me You have not touched me but you yearn for me You will wait for me, and you will be mine The seconds felt like minutes, the minutes like hours. The silence was piercing, the darkness blinding. She could not tell how long it had been since the driver of the black Mercedes had dropped her here with the second letter containing the key and her instructions to lie naked and wait. It felt like an eternity but could only be... her thoughts were broken as she heard the soft sound of footsteps. They came slowly yet purposefully towards the room. Her temperature rose, her breath quickened as a mix of fear and excitement flooded through every inch of her being. Then suddenly the footsteps stopped and the silence returned. And the silence remained. Had she imagined it, were other people here? Panic started to sweep over her. She wanted to leave but her body would not respond, his words echoing in her thoughts. And then the door swung open. She could see nothing, no extra light entered the room but the slight creak of the hinges told her he was now here. She heard no noise, no footsteps. Every hair on her body was standing tall, her eyes were stretched wide hoping for a hint of a shape, something to help her, to calm her. In a swift single motion the sheet was torn from her body leaving her fully exposed, vulnerable, helpless. The involuntary yelp that left her throat was a betrayal of her instruction to remain silent. Would she be punished for it? And again there was silence. For minutes she lay motionless, naked. The faintest of breezes swept across her body. And still nothing but silence. Ever so faintly she started to feel warmth on her chest, just along the line of her collarbone. Was she imaging it, was it real? And then she realised it was him, his breath was warming her, his mouth his lips must be inches from her skin and unknowingly she arched her back moving her chest up and towards him, inviting him to her. But the touch did not come, at least not straightaway. When it did it was the lightest of touches along her neck but it felt like an electric shock throughout her. How could one touch create such a chain of explosions? The back of the fingers that had touched her neck moments before now lightly ran down the side of her warm soft stomach before crossing her bikini line and returning up the other side. So light, but with such deliberateness and thought. She was helpless to stop her body react. She had not even realised her legs slightly part and her nipples start to harden. His touch stopped momentarily, and again it was still. Her breathing had increased further and she gently moaned as she felt all five fingers of his hand start to lightly climb the curves of her soft full breast. Inching forward then back, slowly, teasing her. Eventually the fingers joined and embraced her aching nipple, circling it, pinching, caressing lightly at first, then get firmer and faster as they moved and flicked and stroked and teased her nipple. She could not hold back and she moaned deeply and loudly, euphoric in the moment. As his thumb pushed her nipple deeply into her breast she cried out and reached for him. The second her hand touched his he pulled it away breaking her from the spell she was under. And it was silent. She knew she had angered him, disobeyed him. The instructions had been clear, and touching him was not allowed. The firm hand that suddenly grasped her throat confirmed she had done wrong. Its grip was tight enough to scare her yet still it aroused her. As the hand remained she felt his lips for the first time, on her shoulder and neck but not kissing her, no biting lightly, painful yet so sensual and erotic. This was a warning. His way of reminding her he was in control and if she disobeyed him again he would not be so forgiving. As the warning ended his hand released her neck and both hands ran their way down her body. The pace quickened slightly from the light touches before. They squeezed both her breasts firmly as they descended, joining on her belly button before gliding down to her thighs. The wetness had already started to build inside her. As his fingers returned from their journey all the way to the bottom of each foot, having circled in between each and very toe they forced her legs to open further. The slight parting of her lips this caused forced her eyes closed and her head to sink back further into the soft feather pillow. Who was this man, who was about to enjoy the most intermit part of her. She didn't know his name, had not seen has face, or barely even touched his skin. His smell, a mix of well groomed yet ruggedness was inviting, drug like. She wanted him. And then his fingers were upon her. As before with her nipples he started very lightly, using the tips of each finger to circle all across her. Softly dancing, jumping, each touch setting a spark fizzing through her, like a pinball bouncing haphazardly she did not know where he would touch her next. His middle finger gently entered her lips at the lowest point, just inside and trailed a line her length before slowly and with the slightest of pressure circling her clitoris. She was now lost to him, she had abandoned herself to him, nothing could stop her, she was his and would submit to whatever was to follow. The darkness exhilarated her. The thought in his every touch, deliberate, intended, full of meaning. How did he know what she wanted, needed, desired. Had he watched her touching herself? He seemed to be inside her head reading her mind, was she imagining him? Was it just her in this bed? Was he real? As the intensity of his fingers swirled around her she neither new, nor cared. The rhythm was increasing she was getting swept away on the rushing tide of the orgasm that she could feel growing inside her, the warmth like a sparkler tingling all over her. His finger swirled faster and faster, she was losing control, she didn't want to fight it any more, she moaned more loudly more passionately, she was on the brink, that moment of divine glory, where the world was everything and nothing, she was their at the mountain top and as the final wild scream of passion started to rise in her throat...he stopped. His hands were gone. Her arching body fell back onto the bed, her eyes opened, her senses returned. How could he tease her like that, bring her to the edge, take her so far and then release her. She started to feel anger, frustration, but it was short lived as suddenly his tongue exploded inside her. Her wet lips against his face, his tongue surging deeply into her exploring every part as far as it could reach. Her body instantly reignited and the sparks of her orgasm returned. This time he would let her come, and he did long and hard. As he moved his tongue up to swirl and press against her clit so fast but so skilled, he slide a finger deep inside her, slowly rotating it as he pushed further into her. She squeezed tight against it now lost in the crashing waves of the orgasm. Screaming loudly, uncaring. Never had she come so long and so hard and still he took her forward, would this ever end? Knowing the split second it was starting to reside he slowed his tongue just leaving his lips pressed firmly on her, warm comforting as the last ripples of desire road through her. Panting for breath and covered in a film of warm sex sweet, the air fresh with the smell of her orgasm. Still lying as she had when he entered the room he now straddled her chest. It was her time to touch him, to feel him to taste him and she relished the moment. She could sense his hardness before it touched her. Sliding its length between her warm breasts. She did not know if she was allowed to touch him but when the tip of his solid penis touched her lips she instantly let her tongue part her lips and lick it. The pre-come tasting sweet as honey and leaving her wanting more. His hands lifted hers from her side and bought them to him. She willing obliged taking the length of him in her hands and now with bravado she wrapped her lips around the head and slowly slide them down his shaft taken him fully to the back of her throat. He did not make a sound. She wanted to hear him to know she was pleasing him, exciting him. Sliding her lips back up his length she swirled her tongue around his head before running the length of its shaft and licking his balls. Individually and then both, sliding her tongue in between feeling the twinges of delight in his member that she still held. Returning her lips to his head she engulfed his length again, with more earnest this time, slightly grazing his shaft with her teeth as she repeatedly took him from her lips to the back of her throat. Faster and faster willing him to come deep in her mouth to fill her with his sweet semen, so she could drink down every drop. Though he remained silent she could tell he was getting closer, and he grabbed her hair twisting it round his hand so he could pull himself slightly deeper into her. Suddenly he pulled free of her mouth, lifted her from the bed and wrapped her legs around his waist and he entered her fully and deeply. The sensation was overwhelming. He fitted so perfectly inside her and she rode him, long and hard. Her hands were on him now. She didn't care if he punished her it would be worth it. Her nails clawed down his back deeply leaving marks. He raised his hips in rhythm with her, she threw her head back in ecstasy feeling another orgasm flow through her and as she came he devoured her breast in his mouth licking and sucking deeply. She looked to where his head was picturing the scene happening centimetres away, longing to view it fully, lost in the moment. Before her orgasm had had chance to abate he lay her on her back, her legs so flexible wrapped high around him allowing him to totally dominate and fill her. He pinned her arms to the pillows beside her head and started to enter her back and forth faster, deeper, harder. She was completely his. She had no control. He could do with her whatever he desired and she was powerless to stop him. As he reached another level of pace her third orgasm began. Even stronger and more consuming that the last. They fused together like a single entity perfect in everyway, entwined fully, their souls merging as one. With a final thrust deeper than any before they came together, her screaming with desire and need. His head buried in her neck kissing, caressing her as her came long and hard. She could feel the moment mixed with her own idyllic climax and it was like nothing she had ever experienced before or would again. When they final slid deep into the bed, spent, gasping, locked together still, he took her in his arms, wrapped them fully around her and held her so tightly. Tenderly, caring, loving. So unexpected. She felt safe, secure, protected, loved. She felt at home, like there was nowhere else she wanted to be in this moment or ever. Contently she closed her eyes, allowing herself to float in that calm euphoric world. Her hands slowly ran up the soft skin of his back and on to the shaved nape of his neck and head. The bristles of his stubble tingling and tickling her chest and breasts. She didn't know this man, didn't know his name or what he looked like but she knew in that moment she loved him, and always would. She awoke to the sound of birdsong and the soft warmth of the summer's morning that broke through the blinds. The sheets that she was wound into were warm and comforting. Forcing her eyes to open she saw for the first time the room which had just been in her imagination till now. The window slightly ajar allowed a warm gentle breeze to fill the room with sweet smelling lavender. On the table to her side sat a rolled parchment. Closed with a wax seal in the shape of a heart. Sitting up so she rested on one arm she reached for the parchment, breaking the seal and unrolling the thick musky paper. His writing as precise and artistic as before. You are mine and now I am yours Completely, wholly, fully Will we ever meet again, will we ever share the magic of this night Only time will tell But we will always have this moment, no one can take that from us These memories will flow into our minds without control Filling our hearts with joy and bringing smiles to our faces If this is all we have together it will stay with us till our dying day And the love that we have will always remain X Waiting in the Darkness I glanced to the clock. The clock seemed to shout 11:20pm. My room was almost pitch black, only a small night light softly flickering from my bathroom . I strained my ears, squinted my eyes listening. Could I still hear momma? Was she still screaming? Her cries had been muffled, was her head buried in her pillow or covers? Was Daddy still pounding her body, thrusting his magnificent cock in and out of her wet, slick hole? How many times had they done that in 34-years of marriage? Did she have an orgasm every time? "Oh god I love orgasms," I moaned, my body flexing as my sex shot a shiver up and down my spine. Was that a squeak in the hallway? I glanced to the door. Waiting. Waiting. "Daddy," I whispered softly to no one. I listened, trying to find shape in the shadows. "I'm ready for you Daddy," I whispered again. "My cunt is so wet," I breathed huskily. My arms pressed to the side of my boobs, pushing them together as my hands slid quickly underneath my panties. I could touch her again, make her wet by playing with my clit. My eyes closed as my mind ran memories of orgasms through my minds eye. My neck stretched, my mouth closing, lifting. My body ached. I needed Daddy. I needed his perfect Daddy cock. There, I know I heard a noise. Daddy is coming to me? I pulled my fingers from my panties, pulling them to my mouth. I sucked each index finger quickly. I like my taste. Daddy loves my juices. I like to see him staring into my eyes, his nose resting on my pubic bone. Oh god my cunt throbbed. I loved Daddy eating my pussy. So gently, so softly, so completely. Daddy was the best! He made my body scream. He made my body beg for his big cock. I pushed my finger deep into my mouth. "Oh fuck Daddy," I groaned. He could shove his cock meat down my throat. I bet I could taste mommy on him. I wonder if he eats her pussy? Her butt is lots bigger than mine. Her tummy in not flat like mine either anymore. Well kinda flat, cuz she works out so hard. She is very tall, lithe, and athletic like me, has tits like mine, small, B-cup size. Daddy loves my tits. So hard, firm, topped with big nipples. God they are so hard. I groan as I roll the nipples between my thumb and fingers. I listen again. Nothing! I can't hear anything. Is he waiting for her to go to sleep? How long will that take? God I need to cum. I lay quietly, waiting in the darkness. He won't mind. I can make myself cum, my cunt will be so wet, so juicy for him. Bet he will make me cum even faster a second time. I would really be helping him and me if I make myself cum before he gets here. My hands slid back underneath my panties. My fingers quickly find my folds, pulling the lips apart, letting my hard clit stand open, exposed. My right index finger slides over her, mashing her to my body. Involuntarily, my hips arch. My legs pull up, spread on their own accord. They know how much I love to cum. "God I love to masturbate," I whisper to my legs. "Yes," I continue. "Cum for me," I whisper. My finger quickly circles my engorged clit, mashing back and forth. My hips arch, lifting slightly. I push my free hand beneath my butt, clenching my fist, lifting my ass slightly. When Daddy eats my pussy, I lift it to his mouth. Closing my eyes, I can see Daddy, his face buried in my wet cunt. Daddy takes my clit in his teeth, clamping softly on the flesh, tugging it into his mouth. I hear my breath hiss as I inhale. Growling softly, I push my hand deep into my crotch. My fingers ream my soaked hole, pushing in slightly. I circle the hole, feeling the softness, feeling the wetness. I splay my legs, lift my ass higher. I pictured Daddy, his head between Mom's legs. I watched, seeing him chew gently on her clit, tugging it from her body, holding it between his teeth. I knew his tongue was mashing it against the inside of his teeth. Her body squirmed as her orgasm approached. As Daddy moved aside, I could see her clit, beckoning me, calling me to suck her. I pictured my mouth moving to her, my tongue extended, probing her wet clit. The tangy taste flooded my senses, my lips wrapped the sensitive flesh, sucking her clit into my mouth. I wanted to fuck her. I pictured Daddy, balls deep in my cunt, saddled to my backside, hands pulling my hips to him, with my tits mashed to the bed, my mouth clamped to Mom's cunt, my tongue probing into her wet hole, driven deep as Daddy slammed my body forward. I even could see her tits jiggle as Daddy pounded me. "Hurry Daddy," I whisper. "Come lick your baby daughter," I muttered under my breath. Doesn't he know I am only home for Christmas break? It has been weeks since we fucked. He had fucked me so hard before I left, my cunt was sore for days. God I love his big cock! The crowned head, the long, thick shaft. My finger danced over my clit as I pictured his cock sliding between my lips, the head mashing my clit. I glanced quickly to the door. This time, I was sure I heard him, coming to me. Wanting to make love to his little girl. Wanting to fuck me savagely, his lust evident, his need insatiable. Boy did I tease him when I arrived home today. I loved the look on his face when I tromped back down stairs in my short sun dress, bent at the waist to pick up a "dropped pen". I glanced around my legs, my uncovered, yearning cunt framed between my legs and ass, five feet from his face. I saw him, he gasped slightly. His eyes closed, his cock chubbed right there in his chair. I even swayed my hips, almost begging for him to rise from his chair, push his face between my cheeks, and shove his tongue deep into my cunt. My body shuddered. My orgasm was fastly approaching. God I need to cum. Blowing between clenched lips, I tried to control my screams. I don't want to make much noise. It feels so good. Damn you Daddy, you should be sucking my cunt! It should be you making my body orgasm. I want to cum on your mouth, flood your face with young, unspoiled cunt juices. Lick me Daddy, hurry, lick me. My mind and body exploded simultaneously. My hips arched hard, legs clamping shut, holding my fingers between my legs. I shoved them deep between my legs, reaming my hole. Using the heel of my thumb, I rubbed my clit softly, my fingers dipping into my hole. Oh yes, it feels so fucking good. I groan deeply from my core. I pull my legs up hard, my knees beside my chest. I shove two fingers deep into my cunt, thrashing hard to penetrate my wet, yielding cunt. "Daddy," I groan. A knock at my door startles me. "Baby, you ok?" moms voice penetrated my mind. I hear the handle turning as I scramble to straighten my legs, pull my t-shirt down to cover my body. "Yes Mother," I respond quickly as the door cracks open. "I, ah, just ran and jumped into bed after turning out the light," I brazenly lied. "Cheryl, it's ok to masturbate," my mom whispered. "It's healthy, needed, and best, it's safe," she continued. "Mother," I grunted in desperation, hoping she would leave. "Ok, ok. Good night sweetie," she whispered softly. She pulled the door closed behind her. My buzz was now gone. Talk about a downer. Bet if I were Daddy with a big, hard cock, it would have shrank to little bitty in 5-seconds or less. I grinned, knowing I had been busted. Had she heard me call Daddy? Oh my god, what if she had? My stomach knotted. Oh god oh god my mind screamed. I clamped my legs together, rolling to my side. What was she doing up? Usually, Daddy would get up, clean up with his favorite sex towel, wrap it around his cock and balls so he would not dribble in the bed, and go to sleep. Mom just stuck a towel between her legs to catch the flood of Daddy's cum and her juices. This was definitely weird. I listened. Rolling over, I turned, sat up on the edge of the bed. Maybe Daddy doesn't know. My mind stopped in mid thought. I showed him my naked cunt earlier, glistening with my tasty juices. Oh, he knows alright. He'll be here. I moved to crack the door, easing it open a few inches. The silence filled my senses. Maybe I should use my toy? At least it feels good when I shove it in and out of my cunt. My body shuddered again, causing me to lean against the door jam. I leaned forward, peeked down the hall. Dad's door was open as usual. I listened, hoping to hear him snoring. Nothing! My thighs flexed, squeezing my clit standing there. "Damn you Daddy," my mind screamed inside my head. "God I need you," it cried. My hand involuntarily cupped my mound, squeezing the flesh. My finger snaked between my lips, pressing my panties against my engorged clit. My eyes closed as I softly played back and forth with my clit, circling, mashing gently. "Baby," Daddy whispered. My eyes flashed open, glancing in the darkness. Daddy approached in his pj's. Instinctively, I reached for him, grabbing his cock through his clothes, tugging firmly. I heard him grunt as I guided my hand through the opening, grabbing his flaccid cock. Milking his cock, I pulled my hand toward me, pulling his cock firmly. With my thumb and index finger circling him, I pushed toward him hard, slamming my hand against his flesh, squeezed, and tugged toward the head again. I felt his cock chub. He grabbed my upper arm, his balance shaky as his hips thrust forward. "God Baby," he muttered. I dropped like a rock, kneeling right in the doorway, ripped his pj's down, shoving his cock to my lips. Opening wide, I inhaled him, my mouth and throat taking his semi-hard cock completely. I ground my lips to his pubic bone, chewing gently on his cock meat. His hands grabbed my head, his hips thrusting forward, driving his cock to my lips. I groaned deeply, needing his cock so badly. I pumped my mouth up and down his shaft, his cock growing with each penetration of my mouth and throat. "I taste her don't I Daddy?" I asked, pulling off his stiffening cock. Pressing his cock flat against his stomach, I leaned forward, thrusting my tongue to probe his hanging balls. Daddy pressed to me as I grabbed his balls. I shoved his left nut into my mouth, clamping softly on the sensitive orb. My tongue ran circles over the flesh as Daddy's knees almost buckled. Her taste filled my senses. I could see her cunt, open, taking Daddy's cock, sliding so quickly, hard into her body, giving herself to him. I could see her lips stretch to hold his cock in her body, sliding along the sides, her wetness coating his flesh, his cock sticky with her fluids. "Oh God Daddy, she tastes so fucking good," I muttered, attacking his rigid cock. I jammed his cock deep into my mouth and throat, reaching to pull his ass to me, shoving his cock so deep in my throat. My cunt throbbed, flooding my panties. Daddy thrust hard to me, pounding his cock in and out of my mouth almost viscously. My cunt ached, needing his cock so bad. "God damn Baby, you are one great little cocksucker," Daddy groaned softly. I could see his eyes close as his chin dropped to his chest. "I'm going to," his voice trailed. I felt him, his hips press forward, his legs splay, his ass dropped an inch or two as he humped upwards, impaling me completely. Grabbing the back of my head, he pulled me flush to his body as his orgasm erupted. His cock flexed, expanded, and jettisoned spurt after spurt of cum into my craving mouth. I swallowed each blast quickly, sucking to get more as his orgasm subsided. His cock shrank quickly, growing flaccid in my mouth. His breathing was ragged, his hips convulsed slightly. I chewed on his cock, biting the softening flesh. As he grew very sensitive, he pushed me away. I stretched his cock as I pulled back. It popped from my mouth, dangling over his balls. I stood quickly, grabbed his hanging meat, and pulled him into my room. "Make me cum Daddy," I whispered, tugging his cock as I moved to the bed. "Come lick my cunt, suck on my clit Daddy," I groaned softly. "I am so wet, so juicy for you Daddy," I whispered seductively. "God I want you between my legs," I said as I flopped back on my bed. I lifted my legs, spreading them high and wide. "Rip my panties off Daddy!" I continued. "Fuck Daddy, hurry," I groaned out of absolute need. I was almost breathless as he kneeled between my legs. "I'll make you cum alright," he groaned, his big hand reaching to my panties. He pulled them aside, shoving two fingers into my wet hole. I gasped, his thrust forcing the air from my lungs. "Oh God yes Daddy," I muttered, my head thrown back, eyes clamped shut. At that instant, Daddy's mouth clamped shut over my clit, sucking the flesh hard into his mouth. Normally gentle, Daddy sucked the flesh hard, his tongue probing, mashing my sensitive clit with a vengeance I had not experienced. I reached to him, grabbing his hair, pulling his face deep between my thighs. "Oh fuck Daddy," I grunted as he thrashed my clit, his fingers pounding in and out of my cunt. I closed my eyes, oblivious to the world, focused only on my cunt, my clit, my body racing to orgasm. I flexed my butt, trying to hump my cunt against his mouth. "Yes," I hissed, my breath exploding through clenched teeth. My mind flashed many colors, my eyes slammed shut, my senses driving cognizant thought from my mind. I started whimpering uncontrollably, his tongue, his mouth thrashing my cunt, his fingers penetrating completely. My legs clamped over his ears, my heels pushing on his back. I bucked against his mouth, humping up and down as best I could. My orgasm rose so quickly in my body, my breathing became ragged, shallow. As my cunt tingled, my orgasm ripped through my senses, riding his tongue. Ripple after ripple pounded my senses, my grunts loud with each one as it past from beginning to end through my body. My orgasm crescendo peaked, held a grip on my senses for several minutes, and crashed almost as instantly. My clit became too sensitive, I had to push Daddy away from my clit. "Fuck me Daddy," I ordered. I scrambled off his fingers, slid up my bed. Lying quickly on my back, I reached for him in the darkness. "Daddy," I whispered, spreading my legs wide, offering him my cunt. I pulled my legs up, Daddy moved quickly up the bed. He threw off his pj shirt, now naked. I pulled my night shirt off, my titles exposed to the cool air, my nipples hardening. Moving, he positioned himself between my legs. I reached to him, finding his semi-hard cock dangling. I pulled it toward my wet cunt. "I need your cock in me Daddy," I groaned as he leaned into my body. I aimed him, spreading my lips, coating the head. As he pushed forward, I aligned him into my waiting body. He slipped into me, his cock bunching instead of penetrating. The pressure built, his cock trying to enter my tight hole. As our bodies joined, his cock slipped into me, growing harder as Daddy pumped into my body. As he pulled back, I squeezed my cunt muscles, holding his cock, pulling him back in. I wanted him to fuck me hard. I wrapped my legs firmly around his back, heels digging into his ass. Wiggling my ass, I ground our bodies tightly together. His cock grew harder, longer, filling me. "Yes Daddy," I groaned softly. "You are so tight honey," Daddy whispered in my ear. Daddy arched hard to me, slamming his body down, jamming his cock completely into my body. Grinding his body, he pulled back, slamming forward again. We quickly gained our rhythm, Daddy hammering my cunt, driving his cock in and out of my body. As his cock stroked over my clit, my body responded, driving toward another orgasm. Our breathing grew shallow, our bodies slamming together, the noise filling my room, my senses. My groans grew louder with each thrust, each pounding penetration. Daddy's hand clamped over my mouth, stifling my screams. Lost in our sex, my body exploded into a hard orgasm as Daddy pounded my flesh into submission. My juices flooded us, flowing around his hard cock. He continued to pound me as tears of joy flooded my eyes. My body quivered with each penetration, each thrust deep into my body. I pulled him close, my arms tightly wrapped around his neck. "Baby," Daddy groaned as his body flexed, his hips driving hard to me. I felt his spasms, his involuntary thrusts as his own orgasm consumed him. His groans were accented with a grunt from each spurt as it erupted from his invading cock. His orgasm past quickly, his body collapsed on me. I rocked us back and forth, wiggling my hips under him. "Daddy," I groaned appreciatively. "God that was good," I continued. Daddy kissed my neck, nipping gently at the nape. I turned to him, my tongue extending, wanting to play, to kiss him so gently, so softly. As our lips met, our breath exchanged, our tongues probing softly, we kissed as lovers. I melted inside. "I love you Daddy," I whispered as I hugged him to me tightly. As Daddy rolled to my side, we intertwined our legs, his left leg between mine, pushing against my mound. It felt right, having him there with me. I listened to his breathing as it slowed. He was drifting to sleep. As he drifted to a deeper sleep, I rolled away, needing to use the bathroom. My body tingled. My cunt was almost sated. Lying on my back, my mind rewound my evening. I reached to her, playfully rustling my matted pubic hair. With my nails raking over the flesh, I slipped my index finger over my mound, my nail tracing along my lips, sealed shut with our mutual, sticky juices. "One more cum" my mind screamed. My finger sneaked between my lips, probing my clit. It felt so good. I slipped deeper between my lips, opening them. I moved over my clit, my finger circling her, mashing her again. Closing my eyes, I focused on my clit, my building orgasm. Masterfully, I brushed her, mashed her, and flicked her back and forth skillfully, driving my body toward a satisfying orgasm. Within minutes, my breath was shallow, my body yearning for completion. I raised my legs, spreading them, lifting my knees high, wide. I dropped my other hand to my cunt, spreading the lips, using two fingers to mash my clit, flick her rapidly back and forth. My hips arched. "May I finish that," Mommy asked in the darkness. I stopped, clamped my legs together. "Mom," I blurted. "Oh Jesus," I continued. "Baby, it's OK!" Mommy groaned. "Let me do it for you please," she asked. Panic still flooded my senses. I listened, Daddy was breathing softly next to me, oblivious to what was happening. "But," my voice trailed off. I did not know what to do, what to think. My mind raced 100mph, going everywhere, nowhere. "Mommy, I," stuttered again. "I," started but stopped. Mom's hands rested on my knees, pushing them apart. "Let Mommy make her girl cum sweetie," she offered. "Let me show you how good it is for another woman to please you," she continued, whispering softly. "Lay back sweetie, shhhhhhh," she soothed softly. I relaxed my legs, letting them fall open. Momma moved below me on the bed. "Close your eyes baby, let me make you cum," she whispered again. Nervous, I closed my eyes, wanting to die. "Your pussy is so pretty sweetie," Mommy cooed. I felt her nails traverse down my inner thigh, slowly teasing me to near a tickle level. My mind focused on her fingers, moving so slowly, so close to my sex. As she neared my center, I opened my legs wider, flexing my ass, lifting slightly as she grew within inches of my cunt. I closed my eyes, anticipating. "I watched your Daddy fuck you Baby," she whispered as her fingertips caressed along my right labia, "watched him pound your young cunt with his big hard cock," she talked without purpose. "Did he eat your pussy?" she asked. I raised my head, feeling her fingers dip between my slit. "Did he lick your clitty? Suck in between his teeth? Did he shove his fingers in your cunt?" she continued. I pictured each word in my head. "Yes Momma," I responded. "He made me cum several times," I offered. "Good Baby," she groaned as her finger circled my engorged clit. "Momma's going to taste you Baby," she whispered. "I want to feel your clit, bite her in my teeth, hold her while my tongue dances over her," she continued. Both of her hands reached to my cunt, spreading the lips to expose my wet slit from top to bottom. "Such a juicy cunt Baby," she followed. "Bet Daddy's juice is in here too," she said. One nail flicked back and forth over my exposed clit, catching on the folds, snapping free as her finger pulled through. Back and forth, she flicked my clit, circling, then mashing the sensitive flesh. My hips jump upwards involuntarily. "Yes," she growled, leaning forward, her tongue extended. I closed my eyes, waiting. "Oh fuck yes," she growled gutturally. Waiting in the Darkness It was dark when I got home from work. The winter sun, tiring of the cold, had sunk promptly at five o'clock, and my drive home was in darkness. About the only good news was that the solstice was about a week away, and then the days would slowly but surely begin to lengthen. I pulled into my driveway, decided not to brave the cold to check the mailbox, and drove up to the house, pressing the button on the garage door remote as I did so. I pulled into the garage, hit the button again to close the door, and sat in the car for a moment, letting the stress of the day ease away as I listened to the end of "Sweet Emotion" by Aerosmith. The garage light, on a timer, clicked off, leaving me in near darkness; the light of the car stereo and dash board giving a faint glow. The song went off, and I got out to go inside. Pausing, key in door lock, I felt an odd feeling come over me, as though something wasn't quite right. Shaking it off, I opened the door and went in. I dropped my keys, pocket knife, wallet, and spare change in the basket on the side table, hung my coat and hat on the hook above it, and turned toward the kitchen. It was dark in the house, with only a few faint rays from a distant street light getting through the thick drapes. I could see her shape, then. She was sitting in a kitchen chair, and in the low light I thought I detected a bit of shine. As my eyes became accustomed to the dark I began to see more of her. Covered from head to toe in shiny latex, her boobs accentuated by the clingy material, her gloved hands resting on the table in front of her, she was my wildest fantasy come true. And then she spoke, her soft, sexy voice breaking the quiet. "I'm ready for you, Joe." She rose then, moving into a stray ray of light, and I saw that she was wearing a long, red, halter-top dress and red heels. The dress' bodice was fitted to her torso, but just above her hips it flared out, the sexy folds of rubber swishing deliciously around her legs as she walked. Beneath the dress she wore a black catsuit, with red, elbow-length gloves and a black hood. Even with the tall shoes, she was slightly shorter than my 5'9", and I could see that she was very thin and lithe. She had moved close to me, her gloved hands now caressing my lightly bearded face. My hands naturally found themselves drawn to her hips. For a moment we stood, her hands on my face, my hands on her hips, gazing into each others' eyes. And then, not knowing quite why, my right hand moved up her back, pulling her into my lips. We kissed, deeply. The scent of her rubber was in my nose, and as we kissed she melted into my arms. Her hand, once on my face, was now on the back of my head. My cock began to harden, and I knew that I'd have to fuck her before the night was through. My hand drifted toward her boobs. "I want you. Now." "Not so fast, Stud. First we have to get you out of these clothes and into some rubber," she replied. Another kiss, shorter this time, and she was leading me down the hall and into the bedroom. The bedroom was dimly lit by the flickering light of a couple candles. On the bed, laid out and ready to put on, my own catsuit waited -- a yellow suit, with shoulder-entry and crotch zip, along with yellow gloves and socks. She turned me around and gently pushed me down onto the bed. Bending over me to kiss me, she began to unbutton my shirt. As I unbuttoned my cuffs, she undid my belt and then my pants. Her hand slipped into my pants, resting on the growing bulge in my underwear that was my hard cock. She giggled and stroked it through the light fabric. I groaned, wanting nothing more than to take her right then. But then she was down, undoing my shoes and pulling them off, one at a time. She reached up for my hand and pulled me up, and I took off my clothes. Standing there, naked, my hard cock erect before me, I pulled her toward me and kissed her again, as passionately as I had at first. I could feel the soft, warm rubber of her dress enfolding around the tip of my cock and I almost came right then. "Let's get you rubbered up," she said. I sat down and began to dress. First socks, then catsuit, pausing after pulling up the legs to put on my gloves before slipping my arms into my sleeves. I had chlorinated the suit myself so that I wouldn't need messy lube or talc, and my work had paid off. The rubber, while not as shiny as before, was buttery soft and easy to put on. Zipping up my shoulders, I then put on a hood. I stood before her, encased in soft, luxurious latex, my cock again forming a bulge in my crotch. "Mmmm," she purred, her gloved hands rubbing over my body. My cock felt like it would explode at any moment. I kissed her deeply again, pushing her down onto the bed. I ran my hand up her leg, under the skirt of her dress, feeling for a zipper. I found it and gently zipped her crotch open. My face found its way to her breasts, soft and warm, yet firm, under the layers of rubber. My nose felt around, finding her hard nipples, and I nibbled them through the latex. She moaned, arching her back. I nuzzled my way down her tummy, past her latex-covered legs, until I found her feet. Gently I removed first one shoe and then the other, and I found that she was wearing toe socks -- really sexy. I spent some time kissing the rubber soles of her feet and licking her rubber toes before making my way back up toward her warm, inviting pussy. I was so hard by now I was hurting, but I really wanted to taste her juices. My head was under her dress, and I breathed in the scent of rubber mixed with her scent, the musky scent of her wet pussy. She opened her legs, inviting me to linger. I kissed her pussy mound, eliciting a moan, and she lifted her pussy for me to lick it. I took my time, though, moving away from her pussy and back down her legs. She gave a grunt of frustration and tugged on my hair, begging me to come back upwards. I complied, and she pulled me closer, again raising her pussy toward me, silently begging me to lick her. Her scent was intoxicating, and I paused a moment to enjoy it. I nuzzled around her pussy, never quite touching it, kissing her mound and the spots between her pussy and her thighs. She moaned. "Stop teasing! I want your tongue on my pussy." And then I licked her, bottom to top, just like an ice cream cone. As my tongue passed over her clit she shuddered, her head rising off the bed and a look of sheer animal want in her eyes. "Augh!" she groaned. I licked her again, and again she voiced her pleasure when my tongue found her button. And then I was licking her, teasing her clit, tasting her sweet nectar. My fingers found their way into her, and I curled them into her g-spot. I began to work her clit with my tongue and her g-spot with my gloved fingers. She came suddenly, her thighs wrapped tightly around my head, her hands pulling me into her, riding my tongue for all she was worth. She was almost shouting, a wordless sound of sheer pleasure, and she began to curl up and turn to her side as she rode her orgasm to the end. I began to gently let her down off her high, and when she had relaxed a bit she pulled my head up toward hers. Grabbing the hand that had been inside her she brought my fingers to her lips and sucked them, tasting her juices on my gloved fingers. I reached down and unzipped my own crotch, letting my hard cock loose. I was wet with my own pre-cum. I bent to kiss her, and as I did I slipped my cock into her pussy. She let out a loud moan and then our lips met. I began to fuck her, slowly at first, but then picking up speed. I was on top of her, both arms under her, holding her tightly to me. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, and her arms held me close. I wasn't going to last long. "Oh, yeah, fuck me!" she said. "Fuck your rubber slut. Fuck your rubbery slut hard." My thrusts became deeper, longer, more urgent. My lips found their way to her neck just as she came, her cries of pleasure sounding loud in my left ear. That was it, and, and the feeling of her pussy grabbing my cock pushed me over the edge as well. I roared with release, the pent-up sexual tension of fucking a rubber-clad stranger in the dark coming out in a long, hard orgasm. I nearly blacked out. My cock, still throbbing inside her, began to slowly get softer, but still she held me tight. "Was that good?" she asked. "Fucking amazing," I said, quietly. "Mmm. Glad I could help. You're the best lay I've ever had." I grinned into her rubbery neck. "I try," I said. She released me, and I rolled over, beside her. Reaching her hand down between her legs I heard her zipper close, and then she rolled towards me, draping her leg over mine and letting her hand rest on my chest and her head on my arm. "Can we do this again soon?" she asked. "Hells yeah we can do that whenever you want." She was quiet for a long moment. "Good," she whispered. And then I heard her breathing, long and regular, and I knew my wife, Erin, had fallen asleep curled up against me. Waiting in the Darkness Her tongue touched me, so softly, so expertly, I thought of feathers. Lightly, quickly, her tongue danced over the flesh, sliding up and down the slit, probing the underside of my clit, probing directly to its' center, then repeating. My body screamed, my hips flared, opening my crotch to her. "God Momma," I muttered. I glanced to her, her eyes open, staring at me from just above my hair. My hand pushed down, my fingers reaching to caress her face. At that instant, Mommy took my clit, clamped her teeth around the flesh, closed her lips, and sucked me into her mouth. Her tongue flashed over my clit, pounding me, thrashing me hard against her teeth. I grunted loudly, lifting my hips to her. I could not breathe, I could not stop my body from humping against her mouth. My senses took control, I thrashed under her mouth, her tongue. For several minutes as my body raced to orgasm, I thought of nothing else but her tongue, her mouth on me, wanting me, making me cum. "Eat me Mommy! Fuck! Make me cum! Oh Jesus Christ!" I screamed over and over. I grabbed my tit, pinching the nipple hard, rolling the hard nub between my thumb and finger. My eyes flashed open, I saw nothing but her face buried in my crotch. I grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her sweet mouth to me, grinding her mouth over my clit, shoving her head down, lifting my hole to her eager tongue. I gasped for air, hands clenching over and over clasped in her hair. "Oh fuck Mother," I grunted as my orgasm ripped every fiber in my body. I spread my legs wider, lifted my hips, shoving her mouth to my hole. Momma shoved her face into my cunt hard, driving her tongue deep into my sex. As my orgasm slowed, she moved to my clit, circling again with her tongue softly, gently. I felt like I had fucked a feather. No beard bristle, no raw lips, no nips with Daddy's teeth that almost hurt. I had trouble focusing my eyes. As Mommy crawled up my body from my crotch, she nibbled on each nipple, biting gently to hold the hard nub, her tongue pounding the flesh, licking, blowing cool air over my saliva covered nipples. They stood proud, sending goose bumps up my body. As she matched my length, Mommy laid on me, her mound against mine. She humped me, grinding our mounds together playfully as she kissed my mouth, my lips. Sucking a lip between hers, she tugged softly. "Baby, I want you to make Mommy cum. I want you to taste me, suck my clit like I did yours Baby," she whispered. "Please Baby," she continued softly. Here it was. One of my fantasies was coming true. I would get to taste my mom. "Mommy, I would love to," I responded quickly. "I have never," I said, interrupted by my Daddy stroking my hair. I glanced his way. His eyes were smiling at me, even in the darkness. I kind of scrambled from underneath her, rolling to the edge of the bed. Standing, I turned to see her flop to her back as Daddy reached to pinch her nipple. Her finger entered his mouth, pumping in and out slowly. His lips closed on her, forming his version of a cunt for his phallic cock. Her legs spread wide, bending at the knee. "Baby," she groaned to me. I moved very quickly, crawling between her legs. I tucked my legs underneath me, doubling over to shove my face close to her sex. Her cunt was clean shaven, not a hair visible. So smooth, her skin glistened around her slit. I poked at her slit, not knowing why, but let my fingertip dip between them. I had never felt another pussy before. And it seemed so strange to feel the wetness, feel the softness, and not have it be mine. "That's it Baby," Mommy breathed softly. "Let your fingers play, dance over my clit honey," she continued. "It's all good Baby," she offered, knowing I was not sure what I should be doing. I spread her lips, watching her face. Her eyes closed, her chin lifted, anticipating more. I was in control, knowing I could please her, make her cum. I opened her slit, exposing her clit. Her clit was enormous, easily half again as big as mine, the folds forming a flower. Overtaken, I leaned forward, sucking the flesh quickly between my lips. It tasted so good, my eyes rolled back into my head. I was sucking my Mother's cunt. I had her clit in my mouth. My mind screamed at the top of my lungs. I sucked her hard, driving my tongue rapidly in circles, mashing her forbidden flower. My cunt throbbed! Momma's hips arched high, lifting hard to my mouth. As she lifted, my chin pushed down between her wet lips, her soft flesh wrapping around my face, coating my skin with her juices. Without thinking, I pushed my hand between her legs, my index and middle finger slipping between her lips, pushing to the entrance to her body. Mom's hips lifted, stopped in mid air. "Yes Baby, fuck me," she grunted. "Shove them in me," she groaned as I pushed my hand forward, my fingers effortlessly penetrating her body. I lost thought, shoving my fingers hard in and out of her wet hole, my mouth clamped tightly over her engorged clit. My tongue danced quickly, hard over the flesh as I nipped down on the sensitive skin. Cognizant thought long lost, I fucked her, slamming my fingers into her body, my mouth sucking savagely on her sex. Over and over, I flicked my tongue hard to her, mashing her clit against my teeth, pulling back as I shoved my fingers deep. Her hands grabbed my head, pulling me tighter to her, grinding her cunt to my mouth. Her body raced towards her orgasm. I felt Daddy slap my ass gently as he saddled behind me. Grabbing my lower ass cheek, he lifted my rear end up. Moving to accommodate him, I spread my knees, lifted my ass upwards. Daddy fisted his cock, swiped the head up and down my soaked slit. As he pushed forward, the head speared me, quickly parting my lips, sliding unencumbered into my wet cunt. I could feel the breath escape me as he filled my yearning body with his long, hard cock. I had stopped all movement, teeth clamped on Momma's clit, but not moved as Daddy shoved his cock into my body. Flexing, I shoved my rear end back, taking him deep. As he grabbed my hip bones, I clamped down on Momma's clit, lashing it with my tongue, shoving my fingers deep into her wet cunt. Daddy slammed my body forward, driving his cock deep, slapping my thighs with his hips. I braced myself against Mom's thighs. As he thrust forward, I allowed my face to push into Mom's cunt, driving my tongue harder, probing her wet hole with my fingers. Moving quickly, I sucked her clit back into my mouth, focused on her body, her orgasm. I thrashed her, pounding her clit hard with my tongue. Faster, harder, I flicked her button back and forth with each penetration, grinding my mouth into her slit. I hammered her, driving a third finger deep, spreading her hole wider. Nothing but pleasing her entered my mind. As my hand slammed forward, my thumb rubbed across her asshole. Her body exploded, lifting to me. "Yes Baby, shove it in there too," Momma growled. As I slammed forward, I ground my thumb over her ass, shoving hard. My thumb popped into her tight ring to the first knuckle. Mommy bucked, lifting hard, holding high above the bed. "Yes," she groaned, a guttural rasp to her voice. "Oh fuck yes," she screamed, her body convulsing, her orgasm ripping through her body. Daddy grunted, slammed his hips to me, driving his cock balls deep in my body, grinding his hips to me. I could feel his cock flex, expand as it erupted, sending several blasts of his cum into my body. A warmth spread over me, my orgasm rushing through my senses, spreading from my cunt to my mouth. Growling, I tugged at her clit, gently pulling it, thrashing it against her body. Her hips dropped, lying flat on the bed. Her legs clamped around my ears, her hands pushing me away. I held firm, stretching her clit between my lips. Daddy reached under me, his fingers sliding between my lips, mashing my clit to my body. Closing my eyes, I let Daddy rake my clit, rushing a small, second orgasm to fill me within seconds. I raised an arm, pushed Momma to the side, and collapsed forward beside her. Daddy fell with me, his flaccid cock sticky between my cheeks. He leaned to kiss Momma softly. "Damn," Daddy growled softly. He spooned me, pulling Momma to me. Our tits met, our arms wrapped, pulling our bodies close, her leg lifted, parted mine, pushing to my mound. She snuggled in, her eyes closed, mouth planting soft kisses on my shoulder, neck. Her warmth permeated through my body. Daddy's hand cupped my breast, our breathing returning to normal. I closed my eyes, absorbing the moment, drifting swiftly to sleep. Thoughts filled my head, discussions to be had, but nothing mattered at the moment. My mind was growing fuzzy as sleep filled my head. I wonder if Momma would like to see my cunt framed by my ass, bent over at the waist, looking around my legs as my sun dress rode up over my butt? I wonder if I would like her clean shaven cunt peeking between her legs, framed by her ass. Her ass! I shoved my thumb in her ass. My cunt throbbed again as sleep started overtaking me. I squeezed my legs together, pushing my mound against her thigh. My body shuddered one last time, causing me to groan softly.