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"A Dream"

By: SqueezeBabes



I had a dream last night. Want to hear it? ha ha, I know you do :-p You are a bad "Daddy."

First some background. At night, I wear one of my Daddy's old T-Shirts. They are comfortable and don't bind me as I try to sleep. When I was younger, Dad didn't want me to wear his shirts, then he sorta stopped worrying about it when he knew I wasn't going to stop. Once I started College and started talking to my roommate Jill and my other friends, they convinced me that there was no need to wear panties to bed.

"If you put on a clean pair for bed, and then in the morning you have to put on another clean pair, that's twice as much laundry." Jill said.

They are right, huh? It does make sense, and it is more comfortable. Just don't tell my Mom and Dad.

Last night my dream, I am sure, was a result of all the sexual energy surrounding our sexy emails from earlier that day. For that reason, I promised myself that after answering emails today, I would go do something other than, ya know, that. I was pretty worn out by the time I went to bed.

In my dream, I was in a bed, but not sure where. It might have be at the dorm, my house, or Jill's house. I really didn't know. I was not quite asleep, but close to it. I was laying on my stomach, as I always do, T-shirt and no panties. It was completely dark and couldn't see anything. After a few minutes I heard the door open. I lay very still hoping they would go away and not try to wake me up or talk to me. After a few seconds, no one spoke; however, I felt the sheet being pulled away from me and I'm somewhat confused, but still too groggy to worry about it. I felt a strong hand on the back of my leg. The skin was rough, so I knew it wasn't a woman. It was firm and unyielding. My heart started to race, and I was now wide awake, but too frightened to move. Who was this man, was he going to hurt me?

It didn't take long for me to realize what he wanted. His hand began to move up the back of my leg to my butt. It squeezed one cheek then the other taking time in between to run a finger down the crack of my butt to just where my pussy begins. As his finger touched and lingered on my ass hole, it jolts of electricity surged through my body. I never realized that spot on my body was so sensitive to touch. Soon he placed one hand on the back of each leg. He began to separate my legs and although I wanted to stop him, I didn't want to anger him. Did I know this man? Could I be guaranteed that he would stop if I made such a request? Did I want him to stop?

Then it happened. He separated my pussy lips. They were stuck together because I had masturbated before falling asleep and didn't dry the sticky moisture I had created, instead I started dozing off to sleep. When I first felt his touch, I had squeezed my legs together in fear, and to protect my most private part. It was like they had been glued tight. I let out a moan of pleasure as the cool night air hit the inside of my still moist pussy. He started rubbing around it and dang if my pussy didn't betray me as I started to get wet again. I was suppose to be afraid, but my pussy was enjoying the attention it was receiving. He slowly inserted a finger as deep as it would go. I could feel him exploring the inside of my pussy. He moved his finger from side to side, top to bottom. He wiggled it back and forth and made circular motions with it. He touched and explored every inner inch. In many ways, it was similar to when my gynecologist gives me an exam. Then he started moving in and out with his finger. My pussy contracted as he made movement to remove it. A natural reflex to keep it inside of me which was the best feeling. SUDDENLY HE STOPPED! WHY DID HE STOP? DON'T STOP! My mind was screaming.

I couldn't understand why this man would invade my privacy, AND my pussy and then not finish the job of making me cum. After all wasn't that why he was doing this? After a few seconds my mind started wondering. Was it because access to my pussy wasn't the most convenient. No longer in control of my own common senses I pulled my knees toward my chest with my legs slightly apart so that my butt and pussy were in complete view and access of this intruder. I still pretended to be asleep, but unless this man was a total idiot, he knew I was awake and silently begging to be satisfied.

Again, I felt his rough hands on my ass cheeks. Feeling relieved that I hadn't fallen out of favor with this intruder, I let out a sigh. His silence had to be was because he was someone I knew and I would recognize his voice. Suddenly I heard a humming noise. I remembered that noise from Jill, my roommate. At night when she turns on her vibrator and starts using it on her pussy, I just use my fingers on mine waiting for her to cum so we can do it together :-)

Within seconds of turning on the vibrator I felt it being pushed into my pussy. Gently at first, but then quicker. My heart was racing and although still somewhat scared, I felt myself close to orgasm. Just as I started to cum, my body started shaking. Almost uncontrollably I pushed my ass back toward the vibrator to get it deeper inside of me. I lost my mind temporarily. I felt a sharp pain as my hymen was broken and screamed into my pillow biting it in the process. I didn't intend for that to happen it just did. Suddenly I felt a large amount of fluid seeping out of my pussy. I was later to discover it was blood from the tearing of my hymen. My intruder must have freaked out because I was left, knees to chest, ass completely exposed to the cool night air, vibrator buzzing deep inside my pussy and virgin blood dripping down my legs from deep inside of me.

I woke up. Or was I really asleep? What do you think?

A Dream



I dreamt last night of holding your in my arms. Running my hand along your back. Feeling your skin under the weight of my hand. Your skin so soft and supple so delicate and responsive to my touch. I could feel the air fill your lungs as your breathing rapidly increased. I was lost in the moment intoxicated by your sent. My mind was awash with desire.

My hand moved slowly across your back along your side coming to rest on your stomach. I hesitate as your draw in a quick breath then relax. My hand moves in circles on your stomach moving ever outward. It comes to rest just above your waist band. I allow my fingers just to brush your waist band then travel along your side to the small of your back, down along the curve of your backside until my hand could cup your firm shapely ass.

My hand moves to the inviting valley between your ass cheeks. Even though your panties I can feel the burning heat. My had presses gently upon your silky smooth panties directly over your burning desire. My head is now resting on your firm stomach as my hand massages you from behind. I can hear your heart beating strong and fast as my fingers explore the outer edge of your panties for the first time.

I place gentle kisses upon your stomach while the tips of my fingers breach the edge of your panties between your legs. Your legs part just a little as if to give me greater access to your warmth. I kiss my way down your stomach until I clasp your panties in my teeth and draw them down. My fingers grasp them firmly from behind as I slip them down and over your legs.

Now on your back your legs part slowly as I move closer to you again. I look upon your face and see you making love to me with your eyes. They draw me in and down. You feel my breath upon the inside of your legs, then a kiss upon your inner thigh. Your legs spread wider and I look as your passion opens like the wings of a butterfly. A drops of morning dew run down its wings and beads up glistening in the candle light. I lean forward and with the tip of my tongue I taste your sweet nectar for the first time. Your body quivers with the contact of my tongue to your most sensitive area. I am now drunk with passion as I begin to drink from the fountain of you. As I hold your ass in my hands bringing your closer to me. I can see your swollen nub standing out begging for attention. I flick my tongue across it several times before I give it my full attention.

I could barley control myself. I could feel your sweet juices running down the back of my throat and more is just not enough. The smell of passion and the sent of candles fuse together in the room to form a potent combination that would surely have an affect on anyone who entered here. I continued to feast upon your passion my hand rises long your stomach to find your breast. My right hand cupping your left breast. I could feel your firm life giving breast beneath my hand. 

I knew at that moment that I could drink from the fountain that is you for a thousand years and still desire more. As I continued my exploration of you with my tongue I could feel the tension building inside you. Your muscles contracted then released over and over again. I could hear you draw short quick breaths into your lungs and then push them out with force. Suddenly your legs tensed and wrapped around me and your body shook with passion. Waved afer wave washed over you as I continued to drink your sweet nectar. 

Your body then relaxed and your legs released me from their grip. You reached down and drew me upon you, looking deep into my eyes. I could feel my firmness as it came to rest in the valley between your legs, warm and inviting it draws me in. I look upon your beauty and I am lost in your eyes. Captivated by the power you have over my soul. Your hands caress my shoulders as you pull me close. I put my lips to yours as we embrace. My body feels as though its on fire. And my mind is racing with desire as your legs wrap around me and pull me in once more. We are one as I finally pass into you. We are lost in another world as time stands still for the moment. As our two bodies join together I feel surely that this is as no others have ever been. Our bodies collide against each other in unison as if choreographed by a master dancer. The room is thick with the smell of passion. I feel your nails as they burry themselves into my flesh as they pull me even closer. 

Your eyes burned with desire as I looked into them I could see your soul. I know at that moment that I was lost to anyone else but you. You had a hold on me that could not be broken for all eternity. I could feel the blood boil inside me as our rhythmic dance continued faster and more powerful as every moment passed. I could feel the thunder rumbling as it drew closer. Emanating from your face was such a look of rapture I knew the moment was drawing close for you. 

As I varied my pace and angle the look upon your face turn to shear ecstasy. Throwing your head back you called out my name over and over again. I answered with all the passion within me. My body shook violently as my blood boiled over and I filled you with my seed. Your body shudder and gave a glorious display of climactic bliss that could not have been equaled. 

Though I know it was only moments it seemed as though it lasted for an eternity. Our bodies locked together as one in the heat of passion. Our bodies now entwined as way lay looking into one another's eyes. Looking knowingly at one another as if to say forever.

As I lay there contemplating what had transpired you suddenly turn with the agility of a lioness, tossing me onto my back. You are as a woman on fire. I could see in your eyes you were not satisfied yet. You legs strattled me as you descended upon me. I tried to sit but with your hands on my shoulders your forced me down. Without saying a word I knew you were now taking charge. You put your finger to my lips as I tried to speak. Shaking your head and letting me know it was now your turn to call the shots. You slid down the length my body and came to rest with your hands upon my now growing erection.

I felt your warm breath all around my erection, then the warmth of your lips upon it.

And then.....



A Dream



My heart is beating hard as my eyes meet his. My body heat rises and my entire soul trembles. In his eyes I see his desire for me, but besides that I see his love. This is what causes my heart to beat so, my desire to make love with him does not stem out of lust. But rather out of the love I felt so deeply and the need I have to fully express how much I need him body mind and soul. He is nervous, yet so am I. I slide easily into his arms my gaze never leaving his. I run my hands up his back threading my fingers into his hair. My gaze slowly slips down to his lips a smile curving mine. He truly did have magnificent lips. Lips had always been a fetish of mine. I loved to kiss, especially this man.

On that thought I rose up on my tip toes and pressed my lips to his. He kissed me back his body pressing into mine. Our lips touched and parted then touched again. I was content just to stand there kissing him. I let my tongue slip out teasing the seam of his lips as his hands slid up to my hair. 

I revel in the ease with which he ignites my desire. I can hardly contain the fire that starts low in my abdomen by a mere kiss. My hands slide from his hair down his back briefly touching his buttocks before sliding back up to rest on his broad shoulders. His lips leave mine and slowly kiss their way down my neck. My head falls back my eyes closing as I feel his teeth graze my skin. He kisses up to my earlobe. His breath is hot in my ear sending shivers down my spine. My hands on his shoulders tighten as a rush of need floods through my body. His hands tighten in my hair pulling lightly as he continues to torment me with his lips and tongue. My breath accelerates lost in the feelings. His lips slowly find their way back to mine and I eagerly accept his kiss kissing him back passionately. 

His hands leave my hair and slide down cupping my buttocks and bringing me flush against him. This time it’s his tongue that sneaks out and teases my lips. Playfully I suck softly on it rubbing against him. He pulls away a smile on his lips as he suddenly swings me up in arms and lays me gently on the bed. He follows laying down beside me and pulling me into his arms his lips once again finding mine. I moan softy into his mouth my hands roaming up and down his back. I feel his hand stroking my side coming close but not quite touching a place that craves his touch. His hand finds the bottom of my shirt slowly sliding it upwards. I sit up letting him take it off of me smiling almost shyly because I wasn’t wearing a bra. He smiled his eyes looking at me heatedly “You have such nice breasts.” he murmured sending a bolt of pleasure through me at his words. 

His hands slowly slide up my side again as his gaze meets mine. I bite my lips in anticipation wanting him to move faster yet wanting to savor every moment. His hand finally finds my breast, my eyes closed almost reflexively as a slow burning pleasure spread from my breasts downwards. My eyes opened and met his again aroused more by the fact that it was him doing it then the act itself. My chest swelled with love and need so that I couldn’t stop the small moan that escaped my lips. “I love you” I murmured then kissed him again my back arching pushing into his hand. His grip tightened slightly as he kissed me back his hear beat accelerating. One of my legs wrapped itself around his hips my hands gripping his shoulders. 

Soon I was pulling at the bottom of his shirt needing to feel his skin against mine. Needing to touch him as he touched me. He sat up and removed his shirt quickly then returned to me kissing me hard then moving to kiss my neck and shoulders. I ran my nails down his bar back my head tilting to one side. I shuddered when he bit down on the space between my neck and shoulders. His hand abandoned my breast sliding down my body and the leg that was wrapped around his hips. With a soft push he had me on my back gazing up as him as he laid on top of me. I reached up threading my fingers into his hair as he leans down and kisses me. I can feel him hard against my thigh as he rubs his body against mine.

His lips left mine once more traveling to my neck but they don’t stop there but continue down to my breasts. A moan escaped my lips as I arch into his mouth. His tongue traced circles around my nipple flicking it lightly with the tip. I shivered with pleasure my hands kneading his shoulders. He sucked my nipple into his mouth drawing a moan from deep inside of me as my body moved restlessly beneath him. His hand found my other breast rolling my nipple between his thumb and fore finger. Another moan escaped my parted lips. His free hand drifted down to my waist fingering the button on my jeans. My hips arched slightly a clear invitation for him to remove them. Instead he slid his hand down further cupping me through my pants. I bite my lip my eyes sliding close as my hips arched against his hand. I could feel him smile against my breast. My head tilts back as my own hand pulls at my hair. His name left my lips, full of pent up need.

His mouth leaves my breast traveling back up to my lips. I welcome his kiss with a soft moan as my hands tunnel into his hair tightening. His hand moves slightly between my legs teasing me beyond reason. Before finally his hand left its task to unbutton my jeans. He then sat back hooking his thumbs into the waistband of both my pants and my thongs and pulled them off in one smooth motion. I felt suddenly shy being completely exposed when he still had pants on but that feeling soon vanished when he returned his lips to mine in a passionate kiss. My mind shut down and all my doubts and worries melted away in the fire of my need.

Our lips clung together as my body undulated against his. His hand found my breast again kneading roughly yet tenderly at the same time. His other hand was fisted in my hair pulling lightly while he plundered my mouth. My hands shifted downwards anxious to rid him of his pants so I could finally feel his naked body against mine. He complied sitting up and helping me remove his pants and boxers. When he finally laid back down on top of me I moaned with the delicious feel of his body pressed against mine. His hand cupped the back of my neck as he pulled my lips to his in a hungry kiss. My body arched into his my leg wrapping itself around his hips pulling his lower body flush with mine. I could feel the heat of him against my thigh and I felt an ache begin inside of me. I wanted him so badly, I needed him to fill me. I broke away from his lips my mouth moving to his ear “Make love to me Adam” I whispered my voice husky with arousal. 

His lips took mine again as his hands slid down my sides lifting both my legs around his waist as he positioned himself. His gaze met mine His hands cupped my buttocks and with one thrust he filled me entirely. There was an instant of pain then an incredible feeling of fulfillment, along with a burning sensation both painful and pleasurable. My legs tightened around his waist as I moaned at the bombardment of sensations. My nails ran down his back as I kissed him softly savoring this moment. Then he began to move.

Slowly at first my movements a little awkward. Yet soon we had a rhythm that seemed as natural as breathing. It all became an instinctive dance. My hands gripped his shoulders. My nails leaving small half moon marks in his skin as my hips moved in time with his. Soon the pace became faster both of us breathing heavily, a fine sheen of swear covering both of our bodies. My head tossed to one side my hair flaring out on the pillow. His hand grabbed my hair pulling relatively hard, wringing a moan from my lips as the pain only added to my pleasure. His thrusts became harder and harder. I felt myself begin to fragment the feeling like nothing I had ever felt before. My mouth opened in a silent scream my head tilting back as my orgasm tore through me. I was still lost amid the clouds when he shuddered his hips jerking slightly against mine. Dimly I heard him groan and felt him collapse on top of me breathing heavily. Slowly we both returned to our senses my eyes opening...

To an empty ceiling as I lay alone in bed sighing softly in frustration. These dreams haunt me it seems night and day. Will they never cease their torture? Will I ever meet this dream man? Until then let me sleep, and please just let me dream.



A Dream



She was startled awake by something, but what was it? Was it a noise? She laid there listening, try to hear. Her eyes searched the darkness, but she saw nothing. Suddenly she felt a touch to her leg, that's what had awaken her. Sitting up quickly, she reached over to her night stand, and turned on the lamp. A soft amber color light filled the room. She gasped slightly as she saw him sitting there on her bed. "Oh, Sir, You frighten me," she said just above a whisper.

"Why should My presence frighten you little one," he asked her.

A look of confusion was upon her face as she answered him, "You can't really be here, Sir. You live so far away, Sir, and it's the middle of the night. I'm dreaming, that has to be it. I'm just dreaming."

"Are you sure about that, one little," he asked as he once again touched her leg softly. This only seemed to confuse her even more. He took hold of the sheet she was covered with, and began pulling it slowly down her body, exposing her. He watched as small goose bumps rose up on her flesh. Her nipples began to harden as the cool air in the room circled them. Steadily he pulled the sheet away until she was completely exposed to his gaze. "What is this, little one?" There between her slightly parted thighs, could be seen a small wet spot. He looked at her face, he watched as a blush quickly spread across her features.

"I, I, fell asleep thinking of You, Sir," she said. Her body was trembling slightly, but she wasn't sure if it was from the cool air or Sir's intense gaze upon her.

"Did you touch yourself, little one?"

"No, Sir. I didn't," her voice quivering somewhat as she answered.

"Give Me your hands." She leaned forward, holding her hands up to him. He took each into his hands, brought them both up to his nose, and smelled them. He smiled at her when he found no scent upon them. He let go of her hands then. "Open to Me." She leaned back on the bed on her elbows and forearms, her feet were together flat against the bed, as she opened her legs to him. He smiled watching her wetness slowly leak out between her lips.

He moved closer to her, nearly sitting on her feet. He rested his forearm on her left knee. Slowly, he let his fingers caress up and down her thigh. He observed her closely. His smile widen as he watched her breathing becoming faster and a soft blush covered her body. Her nipples appeared to be quite hard, they were proudly jutting out from her breasts. He moved his arm from her knee, and moved his hand closer to the junction between her thighs. Barely touching her, his fingers stroked lightly against her outer lips. His eyes never left her face as he teased her. He could hear a small gasps coming from her throat as fingers continued to caress her. 

Her head fell backwards and she closed eyes, loosing herself in his touch. "No, little one, you will look at Me," in a voice that was warm and soft, but filled with sternness. Raising her head back up, her eyes opened, she looked him in the eyes. As he began to come up with his fingers, he pressed one effortlessly between the folds of her pussy, and stroked upwards with it. Her mouth opened as she felt his finger traveling upwards. He smiled almost wicked like as his finger made contact with her clit, he tapped it a few times with his finger nail. Moans of pleasure, mixed with a hint of pain, passed between her lips.

"Open wider for Me, little one."

She laid down on the bed, put her feet sole to sole and pulled them towards her pussy. Her legs opened wider and the lips of her pussy parted to some extent. "Open yourself for Me." Reaching down with trembling hands, she pulled her outer lips away from her pussy, exposing herself for him. Taking one finger, he dipped it into her hole and stirred her juices. Curling his finger, he pulled some of the juices up to her clit and leisurely circled it. He could hear her softly whimper. He flicked his fingers back and forth across her clit like a pendulum, each strike causing her body to jerk just a little bit. He increased the speed and the hardness of his flicks. His little one's body was shaking hard, her face contorted with pain and pleasure, and the sounds coming from her mouth were a sweet mixture of moans and groans. 

He stopped. He watched as she labored to get her breathing back to normal. Her breasts rising and falling as she did. He didn't want her to regain too much composure, he reached up to her left nipple and twisted it hard. She nearly screamed as the sweet pain shoot through her nipple and rapidly descended to her pussy. "Shhh, little one. Control and quietness is our goaled," he told her in a calm firm voice. She nodded her head and bit down on her bottom lip. Once again he twisted her nipple, but this time he pulled also, stretching her nipple out from her breast, her body arched trying to follow. He held her there frozen in time. He hear how hard she was trying to be quiet, her groans of pain deep in her throat. He saw her hands clinging to the sheets as they tighten into small fists. Abruptly he released her nipple, as it snapped back into place, so did her body to the bed. He repeated this a few more times. 

He gazed upon her body and could see the fine sheen of perspiration that covered it and her face. Her nipple was bright red and slightly swollen. She labored beautifully trying so desperately to catch her breath. He looked down between her open thighs and found to his delight a rather large wet spot beneath her ass. 

He moved from off the bed, to standing beside it. He allowed her to gain only so much control again. He took her right nipple between his fingers and gently rolled it. She looked into his eyes with a sweet mixture of fear and excitement. "Are ready little one?" She nodded her head yes. "Open your lips wider for Me." She pulled her pussy lips as wide as she could. "Whatever happens, do not let go of them, little one, or it will only get worse." She nodded her head, conveying she understood. With that he began. 

Slowly, deliberately, he began to spank her clit. One by one, with small delays between each blow, his hand landed squarely on her clit. He watched her struggle not to scream out. He smiled down at her pleased, she held herself open for him and had not cried out.

Then without warning, he began spanking her clit over and over, there was no delay this time. At the same time, her right nipple that he had been gently rolling, was now being twisted and stretched from her body. With her feet still together, her head pressed backwards into the pillow, her whole body was arched into the air. "Look at Me!" He command her sharply. Tears of pleasure and pain leaked slowly from her eyes, he could see a small trickle of blood on her lips from where she was biting down so hard, he stopped instantly. 

Her body collapsed onto the bed. She was sucking in large gulps of air. Her knuckles on her fingers were white as she still kept her lips clasped between them. Reaching over to her night stand, he pulled a tissue from it's box, and began to gently wipe away the small amount of blood from her lips. "Oh little one, you should have said something. I did not want you to hurt yourself, I've told you this before." He was softly scolding her for the bite to her lip. After he had wiped all the blood away, he leaned over to her and gently kissed her tender lip. Raising back up, he looked over her body, "Let go of your lips, little one. I am so pleased with you. I am going to reward you with the gift of sucking my cock, little one," he said smiling down at her.

He allowed her body to return to a calm state. He had gently pushed her dampen hair back from her, and gently rubbed her cheek in a tender fashion. Once she was calm, he stepped back and pulled his robe open. She smiled brightly as gazed almost hungry like at his glistening cock. He stepped closer to the head of the bed, put his hand in her hair, and gently pulled her to his cock. 

She opened her mouth as he slid his cock in. Her mouth so warm and wet, so inviting. He shuddered as he felt her tongue dance around the head. She looked almost like a baby suckling it's mother nipple as she sucked. Her tongue and lips were teasing him, driving him wild desire to feel more of her mouth around him. Thrusting his hips a little, she opened her mouth wider, allowing him to fill it. With his hand still in her hair, he began working her mouth up and down his cock. She could hear his moans of pleasure as he slowly fucked her mouth. She glanced upwards and saw that Sir had his head tilted backwards, enjoying her mouth and tongue.

He held her head and with one swift thrust, he pushed his cock into her throat, her nose was pressed against his pubic hair. He held her there, feeling her throat contracting around his cock. He could hear her soft struggles for air. He pulled back allowing her to breath. He could feel the air passing across his cock as she sucked it in through her mouth. Again and again he repeated this, till he could feel his balls tighten. With his other hand, he moved it down to her pussy and quickly located her clit. He could feel her wetness, she was so soaked. He glided two fingers up and down her clit. "you will release when I say the word RELEASE, little one." She nodded her head. He tighten his grip in her hair, and began thrusting his cock fast and deep into her throat and mouth.

He could feel his cum churning in his balls, building faster, his balls drawing tighter. He could feel her moans of her building release vibrating around his cock. He stroked his fingers faster against her, and could fell her body beginning to shake. Faster and faster he thrust himself in and out of her mouth. He could fill his cum traveling up his shaft, making him swell. With a low groan he pushed his cock down her throat and pulled her head at the same time, burying himself there. "RELEASE NOW!" With what could only be described as sounding like gurgling, she released for Sir. As he filled her mouth and throat with his sweet man's milk, she was grinding her pussy against Sir's fingers. 

He felt a sudden lost of suction on his cock. He looked down upon her face, and realized she had passed out, the intensity of her orgasm so strong. He released the hold on her hair and gently stroked her face with his hand. His cock still in her mouth, was slowly growing limp. He pulled his softening cock from her mouth, leaned over and placed a gentle kiss upon her forehead. "Sleep now, little one. Know I am pleased, you done very well." With having said that, he was gone.

She woke up. The lamp on the night stand was on. The bed sheets beneath her were wet with sweat and her juices. Her nipples were aching, and she could feel her pussy throbbing as if she had just cum. "It was only a dream," she told herself. Feeling something at the corner of mouth, she reached up with her hand to wipe it away. She pulled her fingers back and looked at them. It appeared to be cum on them. She stuck them in her mouth to taste. It was cum! But how?



A Dream



Well, I dreamt that we were living together in a small house, I had just gotten home from work and I found you soaking in the bathtub after a sparring session which you were fairly sore from. So I undressed and headed over to you, kneeling on the floor beside the bath, running my fingers through your wet hair, and I put my face close to yours, and I bit down on your lip, gently as to not hurt you but hard enough for your lip to tingle. 

We exchanged a kiss, long and passionate, and I stopped, letting the kiss linger on your lips. I smiled at you and made my way into the tub and slid my way towards you, pressing my body against yours, kissing your neck up to your jaw line while gently nibbling on your neck as well. We kissed again, but deeper, more filled with lust than the first. Our hands explored each other's body in a wild frenzy, your hands caressing my breasts as I slowly moved my left hand down your stomach and grabbed a hold of your cock, gently stroking it as I kneeled, leaning in towards you even closer so you could feel me rubbing up against you. My right hand moved to your back, slowly upward, and into your hair. Your hands began to explore my body further, moving around my back and my stomach, teasing me by getting close to my more "sensitive" area but just touching my inner thighs.

I stroked your now hard cock faster than before, and broke off the kiss as I moaned in delight at you sliding your fingers in and out of me. My head tilted backward in pleasure as you continued. I stopped you; let some of the water down the drain until there was just enough to cover our lower bodies. I smiled at you as I moved down your body, still stroking away, and licked the sides of your shaft. 

I partially wrapped my mouth around the sides of your cock, moving my head in a bobbing motion sucking on it ever so slightly. I then moved down to your balls, licking them, taking them into my mouth and gently sucking on them. I closed my lips around the side of your shaft once more, moving up to the head of your wonderfully built cock that was now inside my mouth. I worked on just the head for a small amount of time, moving my tongue around the sides and once again gently sucking. 

I put my head down further and was now halfway down your cock. Sucking on it. I looked into your eyes and saw that you were enjoying yourself, and I grinned ever so slightly, as I began moving my head faster and faster, then slowing down again only to repeat the process a few times. 

You stopped me and had me lay on my back. We exchanged yet another kiss and you moved across my face with your lips, tracing your movement with your tongue. The sensation of feeling your tongue and your saliva drying on the areas you had touched me was, in itself, enough to drive me wild. You finally reached my chest and once again caressed my breasts. You traced the outline of my nipples with your fingers, then your tongue. You sucked on them as well, with such expertise that it drove me insane. I moaned in pleasure as you continued sucking on my erect nipples giving me a sensation from that I've never felt before. Continuing your journey with your tongue down my stomach, tracing the outline of my bellybutton, and down towards my crotch...stopping just before you reached the most sensitive part of me. You moved your tongue around the outside of my lips, teasing me. 

I moaned yet again, this time with a deeper feeling of pleasure. A deeper longing for you. You kissed the inside of my right thigh, making your way up, kissing the lips of my pussy which was now wetter than before. Moving inward towards my clit you traced your tongue around it to a point that didn't fully stimulate me but was enough to give me some pleasure. You then slipped your tongue beneath the hood of my clit while your lips wrapped around it. I moaned, louder than before, not wanting you to stop as you continued sucking on my clit. Your fingers also found their way to my cunt, and I was in complete and total bliss. 

I don't know how long it was until I arched my back, threw my head backwards, and moaned in such deep pleasure from my first orgasm of that evening. The inner walls of my pussy were desperately grasping your fingers, not wanting you to stop. Hell, at that point I wanted this to go on forever... but I knew you had something better planned for me, as I did for you. I grabbed hold of your arms, and pulled myself towards you, sliding on the slippery surface of the bottom of the tub. You held yourself up with your strong arms as I slid under you and wrapped my arms around your stomach and smiled at you, pulling you down towards me. Our chests were now touching as we looked at each other while exchanging a look of longing that needed not to be expressed with words. I moved my hands up your back, into your hair once more but grabbing onto it more aggressively, now pulling your head closer to mine and pressing our lips together all in an aggressive motion. Our tongues met together in an oh-so-satisfying frenzy until I stopped and just gave you a peck before turning my head to the side and pushing your head down onto me further so I could feel your nose brushing up against my neck, and your warm breath. You were kissing my neck, and moved your body forward very slightly... it was then I could feel the tip of your cock rubbing up against my clit. 

Once again I moaned softly, almost silent. I rubbed my nose against your cheek, and nibbled on your earlobe before whispering: "Fuck me."

"With pleasure" you growled into my ear. God, I loved it when you did that. You seriously have such a sexy voice. I felt your fingers exploring my lower regions again while you kissed around my bellybutton. I giggled. I couldn't help myself; I've always been ticklish around my bellybutton. I saw you smile, that sweet smile of yours which was also -at that particular time- filled with lust. You slid your tongue into my pussy moving it around the walls, taking in some of my juices. You looked into my eyes as you did this and I loved every damn second of it. Sliding yourself back up to my chest and blowing on my neck, while your cock rubbed up against my cunt, you asked me: "You ready for this?" And before I could answer, you thrust into me. "OH FUCK!" I half yelled, half moaned. You began fucking me slowly at first, and eventually picked up speed. My moans went from soft to loud within half an hour from the first thrust. The slapping of our skin together, the deep breathing coming from both of us and the heat of our bodies together was something I loved to feel. You pounded me as hard and fast as you could as I grabbed onto your hair, and dug my nails into your back from the sheer pleasure and small amounts of pain. 

***

You slammed me onto the slippery tiled wall of the shower while still inside of me. My hands were above me, grabbing onto the ledge that separated the tile from the cement wall. You were kissing my neck and fucking me wildly and I let out animal-like moans and screams from the amount of pleasure you were giving me. "Oh god, oh fuck yes! Fuck me harder! Don't stop babe, don't stop!" I groaned as you buried your face between my breasts and cupped them whilst taking one into your mouth. My hands explored your back yet again tugging at your hair, digging into your skin. The slapping of our wet skin coming together was growing louder and louder until it was drowned out by the beating of my heart and my screams along with yours as we collapsed in ecstasy. We had climaxed together which was a beautiful thing to do. We were both breathing hard. I was still pinned up against the wall with your cock still inside me. The inside of my cunt was grabbing at your semi-hard cock milking it of any more cum that you had left inside of you.



A Dream



Sweetie! I had a dream. It got me so taunted baby, that by the time I woke up, I not just wanted, but needed you...

It was all light and shadows, soft and rough, and tender and urgent, at the same time.

I remember I was in boots. :) As soon as we crossed the door, you pressed me against the wall, and looked at me. Your gaze burned into me, and that's when I realized I hadn't seen you in ages. Or been this close to you.. Tracing your neck, my hands go up to your hair, the softness I crave so much, giving me the warmth I need. All of a sudden, my hands tighten in your hair, and I pull you closer, and cover your mouth with mine. Your lips feel like fire on mine, it's like we're devouring each other, to make up for the tastes that we've missed. Your hands travel over the contours of my body, over the silken dress, and you take my thigh, and curve it around yours, my dress hitching up. I can feel your hardness, so close, but for the moment, it's all I can do to keep that last trembling thread of control from snapping, while kissing you. 

The kisses trail over my neck, and even lower, when, with a slight groan, you bury your face in my cleavage.. I have a sudden desire to feel you against me, to let go of all pretenses, to just be, You and Me.. Your shirt's off in a matter of seconds, and you stay my hand, when it strayed towards your jeans. Your one finger travels down my breast, and feels a raised nub, clear through the satin. Questioningly you slide one strap of my dress over my shoulder, and then realize I'm not wearing a bra underneath. I smile shyly, but to taunt you more, I move from side to side, to let you see the sway below my dress, the smooth movement, the jiggling. Another slight moan I hear, and my own height of awareness is increased.. My leg still curved around you, me pressed between you and the wall, you thrust. At the contact, I gasp. Your hands travel to my hips, to hold me tight, and as you reach the edge of my dress, you can't feel any fabric underneath. Your eyes widen with the realization, and with that, I slide your jeans down. As I look at Lambu, straining across your fabric, my last shred of control snaps, and giving you a deep kiss, I lick a trail down your body.. 

One kiss just above, one below, and small kisses all round. And looking up at you, one kiss on the tip. Kiss on your inner thighs, and a long lick, all the way along, till the tip. I missed the taste so much. Taking the tip in my mouth, I swirl my tongue over it, and close my eyes, as I remember. Kisses along your penis, and lick again, as I take it fully in, looking at your expressions all the while..

Your hands in my hair, pulling me closer, and faster, and I go up and down, with my hands holding you..

Your urgency mounts, and you pull me up, hands still in my hair, and in one smooth motion, turn me around. My dress is backless. 

Kisses along my back, and the dress is off. Slides off, leaving me completely naked in your gaze, except for the knee high boots.

You kiss my neck, sweep my hair to one side, leaving my tattoo for you to see. A cold finger traces the lines, and another hand snakes around my waist, as you bite down on my neck.. I can feel your length, between my legs now, tauntingly close, and your hands move to my breasts, molding them to their shape. Light pinches make me gasp out, and the feeling of your warm, lean body behind me, and the cold wall in front taunts me to no end. I turn around, and you sink into all my curves, and I feel the hardness, a response to me. Your tongue in circles on my nipple, making it firmer and firmer, as your fingers move close to my center, where I'm almost begging to be touched. You make me wait instead, going down, and blowing on it, I can hear you inhaling, a rush of air, of the fragrance, as curiously, you flick the top. My body arches, as a response, and your face is suddenly closer than it was, and your tongue flicks out, tasting me. Fingers spreading, and the tongue getting faster, around the nub, getting closer.. My moans drive you crazy, and you spread my legs for better access, while your tongue drives in deep, where only your fingers have gone before. 

I squirm, and gasp, and my breath comes out in bursts, and I arch and pull you closer, begging you. I'm so close.

You pull me onto you, and lie down, me on top. We kiss, and I taste myself on you.. Both of us blazing into each other's eyes, when you tell me you want me. Now.

I lower myself on to you, and feel you filling me up, and with one moan... I move my hips, up and down, faster and faster, my boobs jiggling. Your hands pinch at my nipples, as we go faster, 

Till we both cum in a rush, I feel your load shooting into me.

I wake up, completely satisfied.. And look at the clock. Time to call you up. :)



A Dream...



Waking in a fog... unsure if I am asleep or awake... whether this is real or imaginary. 

Trying to get my bearings. I have been in a constant state of arousal for you. My desires unquenched your treasures as wonderful, seductive and pleasurable as I could possibly imagine... 

Unsure if it is night or day... still so groggy, needy, foggy. 

I am hard, as usual and craving you. 

I see your smile... you are naked, kneeling up in the bed. You hands gently raking over my thighs... watching me.

Remembering your words... "You are not going to cum for a very long while... because that is your burning wish. I, on the other had, will cum almost daily..."  I had no idea what I was getting into.

I can see in your eyes that you are thinking. The last few weeks have been amazing. You have cum so often, so brilliantly, so deeply in so many ways. Your body is in a constant state of euphoria as you use me for your pleasure whenever you need. There were back rubs, massages and foot rubs. Times where you would state "make me cum" and I would fulfill your every whim, fingering you, licking you or fucking you in savage, primal, physical ways that left you trembling and melting in a puddle of ecstasy. You never knew you could receive pleasure this deep, this intense. From a man who craved your sight, scent and taste so lustfully.  You had watched as I began to memorize every inch of your body as you would have me lick, kiss and touch every zone of your body just for your pleasure... at your bidding you made me master at operating your vibrator. It gave you great pleasure to lay relaxing in bed watching TV as your naked, needy man held back his urges just to give you pleasure.

I had come to know new pleasures thanks to the requests you made of me. Sometimes you would have me kiss the small of your back as you lay on your stomach and relaxed. I never knew this part of your body was so sensual and beautiful... but as i kissed and licked and nibbled you there I would realize how soft the skin was and how perfect the curves were. Because of tasks like this... you were instructing me on how every inch of you was worth adoring, and you were right.  You would raise your ass and let me wander briefly tonguing your asshole (a new pleasure I would never have done with anyone else) and I would sometimes move lower down to your ass and hope to get at your pussy. But your hand would find its way to my head and redirect me to the task you had initially planned. There were hundreds of examples like this.  

And you never came more than you wanted to. But you came anytime you felt the need. You would use me as your personal play-toy, knowing I was always ready and eager to share in your ecstasy.  You would hold my head in place countless time as I would hear you scream "God you are such a good lover... omg I'm gonna cum"  Or you would drop down in the chair after work exhausted and just say "make me cum." Many times you would ask me to "fuck" you and take you to heaven as you rode my thick, hard, pulsing, eager cock. It was clear that you felt wild urges to be overcome and I was ALWAYS eager to oblige. 

My hands felt you in the shower as I soaped you up or when I toweled you off. Everytime I laid my hands on your body I felt such sensual sensations travelling through my entire body, and you also sensed the effect it had on me. It thrilled you too to gauge my reaction.

At night you would have me close, embracing you. You constantly felt my pent up need to cum. You were conscious of it perhaps even more than I was and it fascinated you that I would hand this power over to you. In your quest to plumb the depths of this new control you had, you were putting me to the test. The requests you made of me, the way you dressed, the glances, gestures and whispers, each one designed to determine how far was I willing to go, how deep was my desire for you to own my orgasms. 

I, on the other hand, was unsure of what all this meant. It was all new to me and I could not yet understand how to react and what would happen next. Seemingly in control of the rest of my life, in your gaze I was unsure. Things were up to chance with you. As a man I HAD to cum, it was only natural, and yet, with you, you somehow held a key to a higher place, a better level of fulfillment, a more honorable ecstasy.  

You thrilled to the idea that you could make me cum on command. Whether you were stroking, sucking or had me inside you. I would not cum until you summoned it. It was exceptionally hard not to cum, but that was your wish and I respected it. You had exercised this power on numerous occasions and found it surprising that you could get me to restrain it under intensely erotic situations. It was exciting to you to have a man who desired you so truly and completely that he was constantly ready for you. 

There were times when you would deliberately tested this power. Often, you would edge me. I can recall your using your hands or lips to bring me to the very edge over and over, watching closely knowing the exact moment of no return, then releasing me and teling me to get dressed or to take care of you. Sometimes you would lay back in an arm chair and display your sensational body for me and have me stroke my cock as I watched your fingers glide over your perfect skin... "Here? or how about here lover? Mmmm bet you would love to cum here? Can you imagine how it would look and feel right here? I would love your cum right here baby.."  You knew the power of your body... you knew the power of your words... you knew the power of your glances... your whispers, your touches... you somehow knew. And as I would get closer, you would stop me and say "you are not ready baby... not yet" Time and time again you would stop me, then after a moment, start in again. 

Many times you indulges my panty fetish by sliding them off you and massageing my face, body and cock in the warm silky fabric. Being so solse to you pussy also aroused me intensely. You would wrap the panties around my cock and dare me to cum.. tugging and jerking... saying "don't baby... try harder, you can do better than that for me." These moments were so hard and yet so intensely fulfilling...

You had also discovered a special secret, that I actually got off on your orgasms more than my own. This thrilled you to no end as you teased and coaxed me, often tempting me by asking "would you like to eat me now?" or "get my vibe darling" or "baby please get me my panties. I want you to dress me" Each time, you could intuitively sense me getting off just by being in your presence and this would turn you on even more. Whenever you did cum you could see there was a symbiotic pleasure I seemed to derive from drinking or wearing your succulent juices.

... So there I lay wondering if I would get to cum today. My balls so full after so long and my needs now indescribable. 

You lay down in the bed and said "TAKE me lover... FUCK me. I need you all over me. I need to feel you in me."

Wasting no time I was upon you, my hard cock easily slipped into your warm cunt as you drew me in and threw your arms around me. I sank in so deep.

You were so beautifully wet...

My cock was thrusting as my lips found your and we kissed intensely You felt my throbbing cock within you as your pussy walls clenched and gripped me.

My arms embraced you, holding you

My cock drove into you

thicker, harder, faster

so rhythmically

so completely

splitting you

filling you

fucking you

biting your neck

your breasts press in tight against my chest

perspiring as my fever grew for you

trying to hold my cum back

trying to get bring your orgasm on

you grinning and sensing the battle raging within me as I conquered your body

you thrust your hips against me

you rotated your pelvis

you pressed your clit hard as we grrrrrinded 

"FUCK me lover... Make me cum... FUCK me good and hard... I wanna cum all over this hard cock."

omg I was fucking you so hard it was literally impossible not to cum... 

Just then I felt your head tilt back and your body stiffen... you groan into my ear... "dont you dare cum..." as you gave yourself over to one of the most intense orgasms I have eve witnessed... 

Your body literally trembled like an earthquake as the ecstasy rumbled through your body.. it was almost spiritual to feel your pleasure...

And then I woke again... in a daze... feeling foggy not sure where I was... fiction or reality... 

This dream goes on almost every night...

I heard you calling "please baby, hurry up or we will be late!" 

You are in the dressing room and look amazing. You have a sparkling gown on and you are all done up

"where are we going... ohhhh that event. Shit I will be late!" I bound out of bed and begin getting a suit on. 

Tonight was a charity function for a cause I had sponsored and they were honoring the contributions of several benefactors over the years. It was a fun event and had promised to go and you were way ahead of me. 

"Darling... whoa, whoa, whoa... we wont be that late... 2 things before you go... first..." You stepped back and raised your gown... incredibly slowly  I watched as I gazed at your luscious legs I was shocked to see that you were going without panties. You know how I adore panties on you, but something about being at a formal affair without panties... really was sexy.

"and 2nd..." you dropped to your knees and pulled my cock out from my boxers... your skilled hands and mouth made quick work of me... within no time you had me dizzy and my balance was a problem. I reached out to hold the wall to keep from falling. You were a master at my body. You knew me backwards, forwards, inside and out. You played me masterfully... After days and days, possibly even weeks... I had to cum. 

I looked in your eyes and saw raw determination... You were on a mission and were up to something... My head threw back, my body stiffened and I began to rise up on my toes it felt so good ... and then... you were gone... just like that... "Hurry baby... I will be in the car!!!" was all i heard.

That night you were amazing. You looked so beautiful. We danced, smiled, laughed, dined and enjoyed each other. I adored you throughout the evening and showered you with attention. 

"You took every opportunity to whisper things in my ear. As the event was loud you spent much time in my ear and I could hear you say, "I have no panties darling... so wet for you..." "I want to finish what we started..." Wouldnt you like to find some place private and eat me lover...?" "I think you have earned your right to cum tonight..."

By the time we got home I was a mess... and you knew it... I was literally unable to control my needs and you realized you had all the information you needed and all the power I had promised you. There was just one last test you had yet to carry out and everything had been leading up to this....

"Undress for me..."  I loved how you said that, every time. I never tired of hearing it.

I stood before you naked... 

"unzip me..."

You turned and I did...  I watched as your gown fell to the floor. You were wearing nothing but thigh high stockings and heels. You looked like a Goddess... 

You could see my cock throbbing, twitching, leaking precum...  You stood close to me... Right in front of me facing me. Our bodies only inches apart One last test, you were thinking... 

You raised your hand and steadied my face in your palm.... you looked me square in the eye....  As if you were looking for something within me. After a long moment of silence... with no additional fanfare or coaxing, you simply said...

"cum for me..."

Without touching me, you watched as from the bottom of my toes to the top of my head my orgasm built and raced through me in seconds. You could see it in my eyes... and then you felt stream after stream hitting your stomach breasts and thighs as you stood holding my face.  You watched as my eyes revealed the most incredible pleasure you had ever given anyone. 

And there you had it... you knew... the final answer... it was complete. My adoration and desire for you know no limits. You had gotten to where you simply needed to ask, and could make it happen. Now, granted you had built it up over time and it was a very sexy evening... but the point was that you could, and that you did, and that you knew you had a man that hung on every word thought and gesture. 

You held my face as you felt each warm stream upon you... weeks of held back desire... for you alone.  And you smiled...

Needless to say, we spent the night making love numerous times. The height of our rapture knew no limits as we enjoyed each other in new ways. Our torrid and lustful desires all found a way to be released that evening. After many orgasms and much passion we collapsed to sleep in a deep and loving embrace.  

And that was my dream.... 



A Dream?



You hear a knock on your door – you open it and are not surprised to find me standing there, waiting to be let in. No words are spoken as I step into the room and you close the door behind me. We both know what is about to happen...

After closing the door you step up behind me, wanting to take me into your arms - yet you hesitate, maybe you are dreaming I am there. I turn to you, slowly letting my coat fall to the floor and stepping out of my shoes. I am wearing an oversized shirt and a pair of black lace panties – the first three buttons of the shirt are open allowing you a teasing glimpse of breast. You have just gotten out of the shower and are wearing only a towel – a thin layer of cloth stands between me and the prize I have come for.

Stepping up to you I place my hands lightly on your chest and kiss you. You groan as I begin running my hands over your chest. My lips follow the trail left by my hands, leaving kisses on your body, lightly sucking your nipples before moving on. Your heart is beating fast and I can feel your excitement against my body, your cock swelling with need, hungry for what I am so obviously offering. For a moment I feel powerful, knowing I can do this to you, yet quickly realizing you have the same power over me. 

In my growing excitement and need, I kneel before you, continuing to run my hands over your body. Another groan escapes you as I pull the towel from your hips and your cock is displayed for my inspection. Your cock is full and hard, anxious for the attention it is about to receive from my hands, my lips, my tongue. You moan as my hand reaches out to stroke you, as my tongue slowly begins to caress the head of your cock. Having gotten my prize, I can wait no longer and eagerly take all of you into my hot, wet mouth. Unable to contain yourself, you grab the back of my head and begin to fuck my mouth. I am in heaven as I lavish attention on your cock, running my tongue up and down its length, taking it deep in my mouth, sucking on the tip, listening to your groans of pleasure. This pleasuring of your cock goes on but I won’t allow you your satisfaction just yet.

My nipples are hard, my pussy is aching and wet, my whole body is begging to be caressed by your hands, your lips, your tongue and eventually your hard cock. I need you to pleasure me, I need you to take me now!  
Telling me you want to feel the pleasure of my pussy but not just yet, you back me against the wall and rip the remaining buttons off my shirt, baring my breasts to your heated gaze. Leaning into me, you kiss me and begin to caress my breasts, rubbing your thumbs over my already stiff nipples. After tasting my lips for what seems like mere seconds, yours follow a long, uncharted path to my aching breasts. You lavish attention on each one, sucking each nipple into your mouth, making me moan in pleasure. 

I am lost in the feel of your mouth on me, so lost that it takes a moment to realize that you have begun to kiss your way further down my body. Kneeling before me, you pull my panties off to expose that part of me you have been dreaming about. Spreading my legs slightly, pressing small kisses on my thighs, you work your way to my aching pussy. I am sure I have gone to Heaven when I finally feel your mouth on me, tasting my pussy, bringing me to my first orgasm.

Weak with desire, I am unable to move. You stand and press your body to mine, kiss me, letting me taste myself on your lips. I tell you that I need to have you inside me, now. You tell me you can wait no longer to bury yourself inside me. I reach out to stroke you and find you ready. You take me to your bed and I eagerly await the feel of you sliding into me, filling me. Finally, with a groan of pleasure you bury your cock in my waiting body. Long minutes pass as I continue to take you inside of me, until that moment when I can take no more and am lost in my second orgasm. At the same moment, you thrust deep and spill yourself into my body.

* * * * * 

It was all a dream I realize as I open my eyes to the light of day. Disappointed to find myself alone but still wrapped in the warm memories of the dream, I smile to myself and remember that dreams do sometimes come true.



A Dream?



The sun is shining, there are soft white clouds in the sky and a gentle breeze is blowing as I walk through a field of yellow and purple flowers, savoring the beautiful day. I discover a clearing and decide to lay down and rest. 

As I close my eyes, I imagine my lover's hands caressing my body, starting with my forehead, moving down to my cheeks and then tracing the outline of my lips. My hands begin to imitate what my mind is experiencing. As I feel his hands continue to move about my body, going from my chin and neck to my breasts. Our fingers circle the edge of my areolas and spiral toward my nipples gently squeezing them and making them hard.

My breathing becomes deeper as our hands move down over my belly and lightly brush my mound. Our roaming fingers trace back up to the top of my dress and unbutton it, pulling it back and exposing my body. As we undo the last button our hands move to my inner thighs and slowly move toward my pussy. The moistness between my legs growing. Lightly touching my clit as it begins to reach out craving to be touched. 

My legs part slightly and our hands move to my moist pussy. As the fingers find their way deep inside I let out a soft moan. Slowly continuing to stroke my clit while our fingers explore deep inside. My legs spread wider as I feel the heat of his breath against my pussy. Taking my clit into his mouth, sucking it in deep and biting it hard. Moaning louder from the ecstasy of the feeling. 

My hands moving to his head, holding his tongue deep against me. Moving my hips against his face as the tingling sensation begins. I can hear the wet sounds of his mouth as he delves deeper in to my clit. Feeling the vibration of his moans against me. Knowing that he is enjoying this as much as I am. His head moves further down and his tongue penetrates deep inside me. 

I feel the breeze caress my naked body sending a slight chill over my pussy. My eyes wanting to open but not wanting to let go of this wonderful dream. I clamp my thighs tight to his head holding him close to me. His face moving furiously as his tongue probes further and further inside. My moans becoming louder and more uncontrollable. I feel my juices begin to flow as he catches them with his mouth. Sucking them from me and drinking them in. I surrender to him completely and explode for him. Orgasmic spasms overtake me and I shudder with each thrust of his tongue. My back arches, toes curl and head leans back in to the soft grass as I relinquish control. My mind wrapping around and embracing my dream with such intensity that it feels real. 

He slowly moves up and I feel the weight of his body pressing against me. The heat of his breath and wetness of his kiss on my mouth. He has my legs over his shoulders and I can feel the head of his cock begin to slowly enter my hot wet pussy. As he moves deeper inside, I feel my lips open to his long hard cock. As he fills me completely and begins to fuck me slow and rough. 

My hips lifting upwards meeting his as he forcefully moves inside me. He expertly moves in and out of me rubbing against my clit. The tingling begins and I start to move my hips faster to him. The desire and yearning building as he starts to fuck me harder and harder. Feeling his cock hit the back of my pussy and then pulling away from it quickly. His mouth is on my breast sucking in my nipple as my hand is massaging the other one. I moan louder and louder as I feel his hard cock begin to throb inside me. His balls beginning to tighten and I know he is going to fill me with his thick sperm. 

He places each of his hands to the side of me as he arches his back and rams deeper. His muscles tighten as do mine and together we begin to erupt, our volcanic juices mixing together, my pussy is steaming from the heat. With a final thrust he shoots what is left and withdraws from me leaving a trail down my inner thigh. As I slowly start to wake my hands moving over my body down to my thigh I feel the warmness of his cum. I shake my head in disbelief as I bring my finger to my mouth and taste him. Wondering if this was truly a dream?



A Dream?



I want to sneak in your window in the middle of the night while you are sleeping. After a few minutes of just admiring your naked body I slowly remove my clothes and slip in the bed behind you.

Slowly, I push my right arm beneath you until my hand find your nipple and just slightly pinch it enough to make you stir slightly. With my left hand I slowly rub the side of your leg until I reach the top of your thigh.

I lean down and slowly inhale your sweet aroma and slowly my lip finds the back of your neck. Slowly and gently I kiss the back of your neck making my way around your neck to your ear. As I start kissing your ear my left hand winds down your thigh until I feel the "v" where your legs meet. My finger extends between your legs to find its way between the tender folds of your lips.

As this point you start to wake and squirm with the desire building inside although you still don't have any idea who is behind you. All you are aware of is the heat building inside.

As a moan slowly escapes your lips, I run my fingers through your hair and pull your head back with a slight tug to expose your ivory neck. I move my mouth from your ear to start gently biting on your neck, covering every inch of it with little bites. At the same time my other finger moves up and down between the folds of your pussy from your clit to just inside your tight opening. It makes slow sweeping motions up and down and in little circles around your hardening clit then slowly back down to your hole as your legs spread wider to allow me better access to you. 

You then reach back still not caring who this stranger is making you feel like you never have before. With your hand you grab the back of my head and wrap your fingers in my hair and pull as hard as you can and pull me in closer to keep biting on your neck. Still the moans keep coming from your red lips as your nipples harden like tiny pebbles on the end of you luscious tits. I can feel your juices gathering around my finger from your pussy like condensation from a glass of ice water. 

With my other hand I let go of your hair and again move it to your ever hardening nipples. As the tips of my fingers close around it, the electricity of my touch makes your body jump. Your body moving brings your thigh on contact with mine and you feel my hard cock on your leg. The heat of it and the throbbing against your leg is too much to bear and your body responds. 

My fingers feel your pussy clench around it trying to pull it in deeper. When it relaxes I feel a small river of your juices flow from you and down between your full round cheeks. Curious as to how wet you are, my finger leaves your clit and slowly makes its way down until I feel your rosebud. It's so wet that my fingertip easily slides in just a centimeter or so. I pull it out and rub my finger around the outside in small circular motions and I feel it responding my clenching and unclenching. Still the moans increase in volume and two words slip from you so slight I can barely make them out. "Oh fuck".

Hearing this, my finger leaves your ass and makes its way back up to make contact with your clit once again. Just as I touch it a small but powerful orgasm wracks your body. Your sweet aroma fills the room and my nostrils flare as I inhale them deeply. Intoxicated by them I start to slowly start humping your leg. My right hand slowly opens and wraps itself around your tit. Closing around it I feel your heartbeat increasing. I start massaging it gently at first but increasing in firmness. As the intensity increases you legs spread even further apart. As they open, the lips of your pussy open on their own much like a rose opening in the morning light begging for something more. Feeling them open I decide to accommodate your needs by putting two fingers inside your waiting hole and with my thumb move it down to play with your tight little ass again. I slowly move my fingers in and out of you squeezing more juices from you with every thrust in. As my fingers get in deeper and deeper you open your eyes and turn your head to see who is in your room bringing you to new heights that you did not know existed prior to now.

I look up to see the rapture on your face and see your eyes starting to open and I quickly react. I command you to not open them and I scramble from the bed. Rummaging through your dresser I find a old scarf and rush back to your side and tell you to roll over on your stomach. Obeying me only because of the pleasure you have found with this stranger you shiver as you feel the heat from my cock as it brushes against your thigh. Quickly I put the scarf over your eyes and tie it loosely just to keep it from falling off. You open your eyes slightly just to test it and see that it is sheer enough to look through and make out shapes in the room, but thick enough to keep you from seeing the stranger in your room.

While you are looking through the scarf I once again turn my attention to your ecstasy. I start kissing your exposed neck and again I hear the moans escape from your lips. Spurred on my your sounds, I start to make my way down your back, planting a kiss here, and letting my tongue slightly part my lips to let it leave a moist little spot there. Still moving my way down, it seems to you that it is taking a lifetime, but then I am there. The spot just at the top of your sweet butt where it starts to make the crack between your two round cheeks and to raise it in the air to allow me more room to you.

Once there I let my tongue slip out a little each inch further down I get just so that I keep constant contact with your hot flesh. Ever so slowly I make my way down further and further until I reach my goal. I use both of my strong hands to pull your cheeks apart and I start circling my tongue around your tight asshole. Making sure I not to leave a single millimeter untouched I keep circling around it with my tongue until I can't take it anymore. With a single thrust, I shove my tongue in as far as I can and a piercing scream fills the room. Torrents of juices fill your pussy as you have a orgasm so powerful that you don't realize that it was you screaming. Still I keep up my pace, in and out and in again, fucking your ass with my tongue.

Curious to see how wet you are I let one my fingers trace its way down your groin until it finds your moist slit and as the tip pierces your opening it lets out what seems like a quart of your juice. Enough so that my entire hand is covered by it and runs down my forearm. Excited by your aroma I decide I need to taste you. I flip over onto my back and move between your legs so that my head is just below your box. I just lie there for a moment mesmerized by the small droplets still clinging to the lips of your pussy, slowly getting larger and larger until the weight of the drops can no longer adhere to the lip and drops onto my chin. Feeling my head between your legs you softly whisper "taste me".

I raise my head to you and slowly snake my tongue from between my lips and gingerly touch it to your lips. Tasting your intoxicating flavor excited me even more and my cock starts throbbing even more and making it harder than it has ever been. Growing more and more excited I have to have more of you. I eagerly force my face on between your folds and lap at your pussy like a starving man. I have to have as much as humanly possible. I lap at it over and over again trying to satisfy desire for you.

Taking over by the lust in your body, you ask to suck my hard cock not caring who I am at this point. You raise your leg and I rotate my body never letting my tongue leave the folds of your pussy. You feel me still turning until you can sense that my cock if just inches from your lips. You slowly reach for it, still not able to see what is waiting for you until you feel it in the palm of your hand. Once there you can't take it anymore and wrap your fingers around the base of it as if it was going to get away from you and are pleasantly surprised there is no hair on it. You lower your head until you feel the heat from its head searing your lips.  Unable to resist you open your lips and thrust your open mouth upon it and feel it jump within your mouth.

Feeling the warmth spurs you on and you suck on me feverishly. You are surprised to find a ring in the head of the strange dick in your mouth and start playing with it. You pull it from your mouth for a moment and feel the sticky pre-cum form a string from your lip to the head of my dick. Unable to stand the suspense any more, you release me for a moment to rip the scarf from your eyes. You need to see the ring in my head as is excites you. After admiring it for a minute you feel the need to once again feel its heat and throbbing deep in your throat. You once again lower your head and wrap your red lips firmly around the base, feeling my balls on your chin. My cock again jumps in your throat. Renewing my efforts I plunge two fingers into your juicy pussy while still trying to lap every inch of your womanhood. I start see-sawing them in and out as deep as possible but slowly to increase your desire. My goal is to take you to heights you never thought possible but taking all night long.

I continue my in and out motions with my fingers trying to find your g-spot when I find your hard clit. I wrap my lips around it and gently start tugging at it with my teeth ever so gently. After a few tugs at it I start feeling it throb much like a small cock. With my teeth still tugging at it I start sucking on it trying to coax another orgasm from you. I keep pumping my fingers and sucking keeping pace with the sucking on my dick. 

I try to keep my mind wandering, trying to think of anything besides the sucking that you are giving me. President's names, capital cities, streets' I used to live on, anything, but I can't take it anymore. It starts as a small boiling deep in my balls but soon builds so that my cock is jumping as if it is alive the heat searing the inside of your throat. You feel the excitement building and increase the action with your mouth. Then it is there, you feel my cock make a lunge in your mouth waiting for the sperm to erupt.

Feeling my sperm start to erupt I quickly pull it from your mouth as well as your grasp. Not wanting to end this so seen I slide out from under you and stand at the side of the bed. Feeling empty I hear a moan of a different tone leave you, disappointment is at the root of it. So as to not leave you unsatisfied I reach for me pants. Finding what I was looking for I drop them to the floor to speak. "If you want me to stop, just ask me to leave and I will". Knowing that nothing would want you to have this night end I smile as I look at you.

You turn your head in the direction of my voice and slowly open your eyes. Anxious to find out who is in the room with you and the fog of ecstasy clear from your head you look. You are however disappointed as you realize that every light in the house had been extinguished in the house. Try as you might all you can still see are shapes highlighted by the street lamp outside your room and nothing more, just a lone figure standing next to your bed looking back at you.

Already knowing the answer to my question, I once again return to your bed. I again lie on my back with my face underneath your still wet pussy. I once again raise my head to your box as I make contact with your lips, you feel something else touch your clit. Curiosity crosses your mind but just as it does your feel a jolt jump from your clit and rocket through your body. I had gotten a small but powerful vibrator has been added to the assault on your body.

I move my tool in slow small circles around your clit while gently lapping at the folds on your sweet pussy. Every once in awhile I stop the motions around your clit and place it directly on it's tip just pausing there for a moment. Every time it stops there, I feel your body tighten, your legs clenching and trapping my head between them, your pussy swelling within my mouth and your head thrown back with a scream trapped in your throat. When I feel that you are at the crest of a major orgasm I remove the vibrator from your clit to rob you of the pleasure. Each time I do, your scream turns to a whimper. 

After this pleasurable torture going on for what seems like I hours I decide to reward you. I plaster my face at the hole of your box to let nothing escape and once again place the vibrator on your clit. It starts slowly, with your muscles once again tightening, your pussy once again expanding as if trying to expel something deep inside of it, your head slowly rising as if an invisible hard pulling your hair. And then it happens, you scram at the top of your lungs and we are both rewarded. You have an orgasm like you have never had and me with a fountain of your juices. Your eyes clenched so tight tears start streaming down your cheek and still it doesn't end. Wave after wave washes over your body, colors flashing past your vision and still your pussy is expelling what seems like a gallon of juice pouring down my throat and I savor every sweet drop. After the onslaught of pleasure ends it takes at least 2 minutes for you to regain your senses. Breathless, you roll onto your back unaware that I have even left the bed. After you regain sense of what has happened you hear a sound from your bathroom. 

In the bathroom I turn on your shower and wait for it to warm up. Once it has reached the desired temperature, I return to your room. I stand there for a moment just admiring, even more so now that I have enjoyed every inch of your body. Well almost every inch. I return to your side and wipe droplets of sweat from your brow. I again grab the scarf that you had removed and again tie it around your eyes. I take you by your hand and gently kiss each fingertip and then lead you from the bed. As we near the bathroom a slight smile crosses your lips as you here the shower getting louder. Once inside, I draw back the curtain and lead you into it and you feel me enter behind you.

I move you under the showerhead and watch as you let the water wash away the sweat from your body. I am mesmerized and see everything as if in slow motion. Tiny rivers of water rolling down your body, some of them rolling down your firm breasts and hanging just off the end of your nipple until their weight can no longer hold them, as another falls in line to take its place. Your sigh breaks my trace and I drop to my knees in front of you. I trace the outline of your full breast with my tongue and after a moment let it wander down to your bellybutton, where I play with it for a minute. From there I keep moving lower until I reach the top of your lips. Once there I just kiss it lovingly for a minute or two just to keep you aroused. 

I once again stand up and turn you around so that I am behind you, relishing the heat of your body against mine. Still as hard as ever you can feel my hardness in between your full cheeks and you push back against me just to let me know how bad you want to feel in inside you. I reach around you to grab both of your breasts in my firm hands and massage them. To keep you on the sexual high, I gently pinch your erect nipples between the forefinger and thumb of each hand. Feeling this you let out another sigh of pleasure, and I start to slightly tug and roll on them. You once again push back against me in hopes that my dick will enter you from behind, not caring which hole, as long as you feel me within you.

So as to make this last I let you loose so as the bathe your beautiful body. I grab the soap and wash cloth and start to lather you. Although you feel robbed of the pleasure you were wanting so relax and enjoy the soap against your skin, but anxious to get this done in hopes that you will soon get a chance to have me. As my hands are washing you I lean in and again start kissing the back of your neck, and as I do you throw your head back to rest it upon my shoulder. Once I have covered every inch of your body with soap I set it aside and let the water wash away the suds. As the water is washing over your body I let my hands wander again. As I do I pause every once in awhile to massage your body. While still massaging you, I never stop kissing the back of your neck, and nibbling on your ears hearing a soft moan every so often.

Once the soap has washed away, I quickly shower myself so that the sweat of our previous encounter is washed away, as if when we return to your bed, we are starting again new. Once I am done I turn off the water and pull aside the curtain. First I help you out and then join you at your side. Spying a towel I reach for it and as you feel me brush past you, you turn and grab me as if I was going to leave your side. I pause and look down at you, looking at your beautiful face, I lower my lips to your and they lock together. Still dripping wet we stand there and let our tongues' entwine with each other, desperately grabbing at each other so as not to let each other go. Letting the passion build between us, hearing no other sounds but the moans of ecstasy from deep with each other, we stay like that not wanting to let it end.

I break the kiss after what seems like a lifetime and decide to end the suspense and rip the scarf from your eyes. When you feel it gone you slowly open your eyes not sure if I am wanting you to see the person in front of you, but to let your eyes adjust to the light as well.

Once your eyes adjust a single word leaves your ruby lips, "Scott,....." As you say my name, you rush into my arms and I hold you not wanting to let you go. Our lips lock and our tongues entwine with each other. Not wanting to stop but needing more room, I scoop you into my arms and leave the bathroom still dripping wet from our shower.

I carry you from the bathroom and head to the kitchen deciding that we need some nourishment to continue our night. I find the kitchen table and gently lay you on your back after sweeping aside things with my arm. Once I make sure you are comfortable I head to the refrigerator to see what is there to give us the energy to continue for hours to come. Opening the door I first see strawberries that you had just purchased that day as if you knew they would be put to good use. 

I grab the box of them and then see something out of the corner of my eye. Sitting in the door is a fresh can of whipped cream. I grab it as well with a devious gleam in my eye. I close the door and return to the table with you lying there resembling a roman queen waiting to be fed by your subjects. I grab one of the plump berries and start at the bottom of your foot and gently drag it across your sole. Upon reaching your toes and drag it across the top of your foot and make tiny circles around your delicate ankles. After a few seconds I continue my journey and start up your legs, making "s" curves as I drag it from your shin and your calves. Once I reach the lips at the top of your legs I gently push it in slightly between the folds and drag it between them. This causes you to sigh and arch your back. From there I drag it across your flat stomach and circle it around your belly button then make my way to your breasts. Once there I make lazy figure eights around each one, and as I do slowly decrease there diameter until I am circling them around your still hard nipples. 

At the same time I reach for the can of whipped cream and spray a small amount on your pussy although its sweetness pales in comparison to your natural flavor. As I do your open your legs and raise your knees to open yourself to me. Seeing this I move the berry from your breasts to your neck and then make my way to your open mouth. As I lower it into your waiting mouth I move myself between you and lower head between your knees. As my head nears your sweetness, I snake my tongue out and gently lap at the cream. While I am cleaning you with my tongue, you savor the sweet berry in your mouth as well as the attention you are receiving from me. Hearing you moan softly encourages me and I keep cleaning away the cream from you savoring the taste from your juices mixing with it.




A Dream?



Lost in the pleasure you are feeling you don't even notice that I have returned to the fridge. I again open the door and look for something else to "play" with. I rummage through the things inside for a moment and then spot a bottle of chocolate syrup. I grab it and return to the table where you are waiting for me. I stand there and ask that you open your mouth telling you I have a surprise for you. As you open your lips and stick out your tongue I raise the bottle and gently squeeze until a small stream comes out and drops on you tongue and forming a small glob at the tip. When you close your mouth to taste it I continue squeezing the bottle so that the small stream continues to fall. I move it around making chocolate designs on your stomach and breasts. You jump when the cold comes in contact with your erect nipples and it heights the moment. 

Deciding that there is enough on you I again lower my head to your gorgeous figure and lick the chocolate from you, leaving brown smears in my tongues wake and streaks on my cheeks. No longer caring that we had just showered I make a chocolaty mess of the both of us, but at the same time once again building up the passion that we felt earlier. 

After I finish cleaning you the best that I can, I again pick you up in my arms and head back to the bath, wanting to bathe you again in preparation for the last part of the evening as the sun will soon be rising.

After making sure the water is not too hot for you, I take you by the hand and lead you into the shower. I again grab the soap and bathe the sweat and sticky sweetness from you body. After making sure that you are clean from head to toe I start to bathe myself. Turning my back to you to rinse the soap from my chest I feel you move behind me and press your body to mine. Feeling the warmth of you close to me makes my cock once again get hard. Your hands reach around to feel my chest and you let your fingers wander though the hair until you find my nipples. You gently flick your flinger tips back and forth across them and feel them getting hard. After a few minutes, you let one of your hands wander down until you find my erect cock. A small smile escapes your beautiful face knowing that you are having the same effect on me that I have on you. Every now and then you feel my hardness jump slightly and know that now is the time to try and seduce me so you can finally feel me inside of you.

You turn me around by pulling my cock I face you. Knowing what you have in mind by the look on your face, l push you back so that you make contact with the cool shower wall. I walk towards you and see that your eyes are fixated on my cock wanting to feel it inside your wet pussy. Once I have my body pressed against you, you raise one leg to try and mount me. I lower my hands to your side and lift you up until the head of my dick is just at the opening of your pulsing lips. I let in linger there for a minute while I move my body up and down to let my head rub back and forth across your opening. Unable to take it any longer you wrap your arms around my neck and raise yourself slightly to that my head gently disappears between your soft folds. I raise one leg and prop it on the side of the tub as the weight of your body makes you slide down on my hard shaft. Feeling every inch of it as it goes deeper into you, you let out a small whimper. You can feel the ring rub against the walls of your tight pussy and it increases your pleasure.

Once I am buried completely in you I stand there motionless just savoring the feel of our bodies joined together. Although I want to make this feeling last forever, I know that I cannot fight the inevitable and I start to move up and down so that my cock starts to glide in and out of you. Fucking you and releasing my seed deep into you is all that I can currently think about. This passion has been building within us both from the moment we met and the time has finally arrived. You feel the shaft move it and out of you over and over again and you get lost in the feeling. 

I continue gently letting my cock move in and out of you until I feel the shower getting cold. Not wanting to stop fucking you, I wrap my arms around your waist and hoist you up. Knowing what I am doing, you wrap your arms tighter around my neck and hold on as I leave the shower and make my way to the living room floor with you still planted firmly on my cock. Although it takes some maneuvering I manage to gently lower the two of us to the floor never letting my dick leave you, never wanting to break the electricity between us.

Once you feel yourself on the floor you let your arms slide from around my neck and you move them up your sides and run your fingers through your hair. I let my left arm leave you waist and let it run up the side of your body until my fingers entwine with your fingers in you hair. My right hard also leaves your side and make its' way to your breast. I grab hold of your breast and use it for leverage as I pump cock in and out of your wet lips. I continue to make slow love to you not wanting this to end too early. After a few minutes I know that I can no longer hold back from spilling my cum into you, and I pull out to let the moment last.

Although you feel empty as my cock leaves you, you know that you want this to last as well. Letting the feeling subside I roll onto my back to rest for a moment and you move closer to me. A few moments you feel is enough and you lift your leg over mine and start to straddle me. Once you have both legs plated on either side of me, you raise yourself slightly until you again feel the head of my cock at your opening. You gently lower yourself onto me and moan as you again feel its hardness penetrating you and going deep inside. Once you are firmly planted on me you linger there for a moment enjoying feeling me deep within. Your pussy spasms slightly and I feel your juices as they slowly drip down my shaft.

I savor the feeling and I raise my hands to your firm tits and firmly massage them. Every now and then I trap your nipples and give them a slight pinch and then roll them back and forth between my fingertips. This makes you even hotter and you start rising and lower yourself against me. Slowly at first but the passion takes over and you ride me lost in your own little world. Up and down over and over again you continue to fuck me with abandonment. From this position I feel the pleasure but not so much as I cannot control myself and let the night end before I am ready. With my hands still on your fabulous tits, I raise my head so that I can suck on you nipples. I grab hold of one between my lips and roll it back and forth between my teeth and gently tug on it. I suck your tit deep into my mouth trying to open it as far as I can, so far in fact that my jaw aches with pleasure.

Not wanting to leave your other tit left out I turn my attention to it and repeat my actions, all the while still feeling you bounce up and down on my dick. Hearing nothing but you repeating my name over and over like some kind of chant I get lost in the feeling as well. I am lost like this until I am snapped out of my daze by a scream, "OH FUCK I AM COMMING!" I push my hips off the floor trying to get deeper into you wanting to try and increase your pleasure, and it seems to have worked. I feel a river of cum flow from you and coat my shaft with it. I feel your pussy contracting around my dick trying to suck it deeper and deeper as though trying to milk it dry although there is nothing coming from it as of yet.

Unable to stay atop of me you fall back against my raised knees and as my cock pops from you I see cum pouring out of your pussy and coating my groin. Your body shudders from the orgasm you just had and you lie back against my knees for several minutes panting and again repeating my name. You have been waiting for this time to come for awhile now and you smile at the fact that that it is not over yet, I still have not cum.

Once you regain your composure you roll off of me onto the floor waiting for our love making to continue. Once you off of me I turn and roll onto my knees ready to continue as your orgasm gave me time to relax and regain control. I lean forward and kiss your forehead and neck as I turn you onto your stomach. Knowing what I have in mind you get on your knees and raise you lovely ass into the air to invite me to continue. I move closer to you as though being led by my dick until I can feel the heat radiating from you again. I am now close enough that the head of my cock is between the full globes of your lovely ass and I grab hold of my dick to point him to your lips once again. Feeling it between you cheeks gives you a different idea and you lower your body so that my dick makes contact with the puckered hole of you ass. 

Once it is in place you push your hips back against me trying to force it deep into your other hole. I push forward as well and feel it break the seal and start to slide in. Although it is tight, your juices leaked down from your pussy during your orgasm and lubricated it enough so that it would not hurt when I enter you. Once my head is completely in you, you throw the full weight back against me so that my dick makes entry all at once. Never missing a beat you start pounding away at my dick loving the feel of it and the ring moving in and out of you. I start ramming my hips against your ass to match your momentum. At the same time, I reach around with one hand to find your clit which I do with ease as the lips are still puffy from the intense pleasure. I find it and I roll it underneath my thumb and I feel it pulse. With my other hand I rake my nails up your back until I reach your hair and again entwine my fingers in it. I gently pull your head back and I lower my upper body so that I can kiss your ear while still pumping into you and playing with your clit. 

Again the pleasure overtakes you and you explode once again. You hear a pounding in your ears and your eyes squint shut tightly. This time you can't even talk, the orgasm it too strong so that all you can manage is a scream. While in the throes of the orgasm your body tries to fall forward and detach itself from me. Not wanting this to end but seeing a hint of sunlight start seeping through the blinds I decide that the end must come soon. 

I let loose of your clit and grab your hip, all the while still keeping hold of your hair. I pull you back to me and whisper softly" it's time." I move my hips back while still lying against you and let my dick slowly leave your tight hole. Once the head escapes your hold, I lower my hips slightly so that I can feel my dick slide down your crack and find the lips of your waiting pussy. Wanting to take my time entering you for the last time this night I slowly let it glide past your lips and deep within you once again. Once I am fully inside of you I slowly start to pump my hips back and forth. I feel my ring dragging along the walls of your pussy and it feels so damn good. You are still in the throes of your last orgasm and it takes you a minute to realize what I have done, but when you finally do you whisper to me, "I need to feel you cum inside me".

I gently kiss your ear and the back of your neck while still moving my cock in and out of you. I keep the pace for a few minutes and then feel your pussy milking my cock once again trying to coax my seed from me. I increase my pace slightly while trying to still maintain control over me coming too soon. Your body starts taking over again and your pussy starts clenching itself around me even more as if to match my pace. Not wanting to be outdone I pick up the pace once again and as I do my breathing increases and I try to make my mind wander anywhere other than your lovely body and the intense pleasure it is giving me. You pussy again seems to sense this on its own and increases its pace with mine. Faster and faster we keep pounding against each other trying to make the other one cum. Moans and grunts fill the room, and everything disappears from our worlds other than each other. Soon we both reach the point of no return.

My cock jumps inside of you as cum is released deep with inside of you. Thick ropes of cum keep coming like it will never end I scream in ecstasy as I throw my head back. Feeling my cock throbbing inside of you sets you off as well. You erupt like never before, your body shakes and twitches as the orgasm overtakes your body. Unable to hold you any longer from the intensity I reach for my cock as I fall back on my heels. Thick streams continue to explode from me and land on your ass as you fall forward. Waves of pleasure continue to fall one on top of the other as you lie there quivering. My body as well can no longer hold itself upright with it continuing to shake and spasm, I fall forward, cum still leaking from my cock although not as thick as before.

Finally the night takes its toll and you fall into a deep satisfying sleep. 

Several hours later you awake, and slowly open your eyes, you feel your pussy swollen and sore but feeling thoroughly satisfied. You feel it is still wet from having several orgasms during the night. Surprised, you don't find me lying next to you. As you stand you feel your legs quiver. As you make your way from room to room, you find no evidence that I was there. Everything on the table is in place, nothing missing from the refrigerator, no towels on the bathroom floor, nothing.

You make your way to your bed, still groggy and lie upon it. A smile spreads across your lips as you think back to what had taken place. You roll onto your side to look out the window. With shock you realize that as you were making your way from room to room, every window and door was locked.

Was it a dream? 



A Dream



This story is dedicated to Stef_62 and John her husband. They are a couple who listened when it is needed, shares more than most and to djyak, who appears with her permission. I hope they like it as much I loved writing it.

All the usual disclaimers apply....



It was happening, the moment had arrived. We had agreed on the details and now all that remained was to experience.

The place was just another motel room, you could find similar ones just off any highway or interstate across the world. 

The plan was simple but detailed in execution. You were already waiting, still fully dressed, sitting in the worn out chair by the window. The curtains are closed. Your anticipation rises as the moment approaches. The cheap throw away cell phone, that had been handed to you with the room key, sitting on the small table beside you.

You wait, wondering if you could go through with this. Wondering if the reality would match the fantasy. But even as your thoughts stray to uncertainty the phone gives its soft trill indicating a text message.

You know you are safe, your husband waits in the room next to yours. Your protection against the unthinkable.

You jerk, the sound bringing your mind back to present and the plan.

The message is simple. I am here, is all it says.

Picking up the only other item on the small table you place the blindfold carefully over your eyes and the room plunges into darkness.

The moment has arrived....

Even as your mind adjusts to the darkness, your ears pick up the sound of soft footsteps approaching. You strain to hear more, your body tense in anticipation.

You feel a light breath on your cheek, the sound of breathing sending a tingle along your spine.

"Stand." the tone is gentle as you feel a hand touching your elbow.

Your body responds with a pleasurable shudder as you rise from the chair. The hand leaves you, standing alone in the darkness, it lets your mind run ahead of itself.

Suddenly a finger tip traces the shape of your lips, causing them to part slightly as you draw in a sharp breath. A moment more and you open your mouth attempting to catch the finger. But it is gone before you mouth can close around it.

The touch returns, this time stroking a line down your neck to the cleavage revealed by your blouse. You wait as it moves over the slope of your breasts as they are pushed together by the bra you had chosen especially for this occasion.

Your nipples tingle as the finger moves down, you feel a button pop open and then another. Slowly the blouse is undone, eventually hanging open revealing the front fastening clasp of your bra as you are left to the darkness once more.

Your breath quickens as you sense him looking at you. Your heart beats a little bit faster as you feel his eyes taking in the sight of you. You imagine what you must look like standing blindfolded in a motel room, your blouse hanging open, your lips parted as you draw in air.

You sense him behind you, you feel the touch of his hands as he slides the blouse from your shoulders, letting it fall down you arms to lay on the floor in a discarded heap.

His fingers travel the length of your backbone, sending a surge of sensations that seem to travel straight to the center of your womanhood. The hand follows as he moves around to stand in front of you. Moves upwards and is joined by its partner as in unison the stroke the flesh still encased by your bra. Cupping the lace covered mounds gently. Squeezing the nipples lightly. Instinctively you lean forward as your own hands come up to cover his and press them into your yearning flesh.

Even as yo revel in the sensations you realize that his thumbs have unhooked your bra. Your hands remain gripping his, holding your bra in place for a moment longer. Then his hands slide from under yours taking the flimsy lace material with them. Now only your hands remain covering your breasts, hiding your nipples from his gaze.

Hesitantly you drop your hands and hear a gasp.

The problem is that the gasp did not come from in front of you. Your hands move up towards the blindfold but his hands stop you.

"Wait." the voice is a whisper in your ear.

You take a deep breath and let your arms fall to your sides once more. Feeling the moment of panic pass. You have trusted him so far, you decide to trust him now.

It is your turn to gasp as you feel a hand grasp your breast, a thumb brush over your nipple. The touch sends a surge of pleasure straight to your core. A finger joins the thumb to pinch the nipple so lightly you barely notice the pressure. Your body, however, reacts forcing you to draw in your breath sharply.

A second hand moves over your other breast, mimicking the actions of the first. You can only breath as waves of pleasure overtake your mind racing each other to be the touch that brings you closer to that moment of total immersion in pleasure.

Your arms move up feeling their way to his shoulders, you need the extra support as your legs grow weaker. You feel him lean down and his tongue joins in the dance of touch as it flicks over first one nipple then the other. Licking and nipping each in turn, not concentrating on either but sharing attention equally.

As his mouth now works it magic on your breasts, your body moves of its own accord, pushing forward, swaying sideways, a slow dance of seeking. You moan as your excitement grows already approaching your first orgasm. Your fingers dig in to the cloth covered flesh of his shoulders as it hits you. Not an earth shattering orgasm, merely a warning of what is to come. 

Unnoticed in the moment, his hands have moved down, over your waist, even as your mind recovers from the first onslaught of sexual excitement you feel your skirt fall softly over your legs to lay bunched around your feet. Now all that remains between you and his devouring eyes are your juice soaked panties.

Your hands lower as he kneels in front of you. You know he is staring at the center of your womanhood, you know he is breathing in the scent of your excitement. His hands hold your hips steady as he takes in the sight of your trembling legs. You hear his breath increase as his hands slowly pull down the last obstacle to his gaze.

Slowly the cloth moves down over your thighs rolling up into a thin line as they snag slightly on your knees, Caressing your calves befoe bunching around your ankles. He lifts each foot with a gentle pressure, Pushes the discarded clothes away and stands to take in the full sight of your nakedness.

"Beautiful." Again the single word is barely above a whisper, the sound sending a renewed sense of excitement through you. Your body feels on fire, you feel him moving towards you once more, you feel his hands grasp your breasts once more. You feel, as his fingers knead the flesh, as his mouth sucks in the nipple. Slowly you feel your body react in the only way possible. You orgasm for a second time.

This time as your legs grow weak you feel him move down, kissing a trail towards your hips. Then you feel something you did not expect to feel. A second set of hands move around from behind you to cup your breasts. Your own hands move up to cover your exposure, you had expected it ever since you had heard the gasp. But in your immersion in the sensations he was bringing you had put it aside. Now as you attempted to hide your flesh your hands instead press these new softer hands into your breasts.

Your head turns towards the new mouth that brushes over your ear lobe, the soft breath caressing you with sounds. A soft groan escapes your lips as a second tongue touches your body. A sigh paints a picture of excitement as a soft whisper reaches your tumbling thoughts.

"Hi Stef, its Tifani." Even as the import of the name hits you, he sucks your clit into his mouth. Your thoughts turn to your husband, you know he is watching this in the room next to yours. You know he can see you held and stimulated by the two strangers/friends. You know he was urging you on as he stroked his manhood.

"Oh god." The world seems to twist around you, your eyes slide upward into their sockets. Your head falls backward to rest on Tifani's shoulder.

You scream, it is almost primeval, it is loud and it is long. 

Your body explodes in orgasm. Your legs give way. Your hand grip his head and push it hard into your body. Your back arches forward pushing your breasts into her hands. Your hips jerk against his face as he follows you down to the floor. Your descent softened by Tifani supporting your weight.

Even as your mind returns to earth, even as the twitching hips slowly lower themselves to the floor, you feel him pick you up and carry you to the motel bed.

You had thought this would be an adventure that you and your husband could share and remember in the coming years, you thought it would be a small part of your history together. Instead you now knew it would change your lives together, it would mark a turning point in how you viewed your relationship with John.

Before, you loved him, with all your heart and all your soul. Now, he was your world. It seems strange that an act beyond your relationship with John, outside your intimate interactions should have this effect. But, you knew without reason or doubt that it was he that brought this about, it was John who made this happen. Your love for him was limitless.



A Dream



(This was written for a man I'd met online, he'd been a special part of my life and this was one of my dreams I'd had, when I'd not heard from him for over a week. Due to him being away on a business trip.)



Drawing the blanket close to her. The night held a certain chill to it. The sun had finally dropped itself behind the buildings, creating a coliage of brilliant colors. She reflected on her day, a bit of sadness suddenly washed over her.

Overwhelming at the mere thought of him. The deepest sadness washed over her further. His image forever etched inside her mind. Never wishing for it to fade or disappear. She snuggled down deeper, the blanket enveloping her body. With a deep inward sigh, thoughts of him come flooding in. She always found herself missing him. Especially knowing that his business trips were of great importance. After all it is what he loved to do. His job made him happy. 

Curling up further in the blanket her thoughts slipped deeper an deeper on him. This had been the longest that they'd been apart. Shuddering from a mix of the cool air, and how much she really missed her Master. It pained her to have to go so long without talking to him. Suddenly her body began to relax. Every muscle, starting from her toes, the relaxation took over and she quickly slipped off to sleep. 

Having her mind filled with thoughts of her Master. Sleep came surprisingly quick. Making her dreams only obvious. Which was of unusual form. The haze of her dream quickly surrounded her. Taming her deep sadness of missing him terribly, turning her fantasies of finally being able to feel the caress of his touch. She found herself standing in a dark room. The air was somehow filled with a aroma that tickled her senses. She couldn't quite make it out, but all she knew was that it was pleasing to her. Letting her eyes adjust to the rooms dim lighting, she peered down at herself. 

Dressed in just panties, made of lace and silk. They actually fit perfectly to her well rounded ass. The bra was made of the same material. Cut low, making sure to expose the upper parts of her breasts. Not knowing where she was at, or how she managed to get here. Trying to find the answer wasn't to important at the moment.

Her eyes had adjusted partly, allowing her to make out the contents of the room. It made her slightly nervous when her eyes became partly aware of certain objects. It wasn't like she was totally clueless to the things her eyes settled upon. A smile creasing at the corners of her lips, suddenly it became quite evident where she was at. Images flooding her mind at how this could play out. Suddenly a idea came over her. She has no idea where her Master was. But her finding herself inside this room. Lets just say her mind was running full speed. He had to be close by. At least she could hope. What she wasn't quite aware of. Was that somewhere inside this unfamiliar room. Sat a man, familiar with the woman wondering around the room. His keen vision keeping her in his sights. 

She would wiggle the door knob...locked. A frown furrows her brow as she becomes annoyed. It had know been over an hour since she came to be in this room, surrounded by all the objects. They were obviously used to bring one of two things...pain or great pleasure. She actually preferred the pleasurable aspect if the objects. So she continued her little exploration. Her eyes widened as she came to a stop beside a odd looking bench type thing. It was obviously made of leather. Located at each end was some mind of restraint. Looking all about the object she peered at the very top. Lodged deep inside the very middle was a vibrating cock. With a curious hand she really he'd out and tried to locate a button. Smiling she finally found one. Pushing it she watched the dildo come to life and position itself so it now was locked in place. The use was only obvious. Suddenly her desire, want and need ignited deep down inside her. Her eyes glazed over and the small section located between the apex of her thighs, became moist. Her thoughts strictly on her Master. He was the source if her fire. The flame be coming so out of control that she glanced over her left shoulder, then over the right. Her eyes trailing around the room. Totally unaware of the eyes intensely watching her. 

Her fingers slipped inside the thin fabric of her panties. They slipped down past her hips and quickly pooled at her feet. Stepping out of them her fingers slid up, unclasping her bra. She quickly slid it down her shoulders and let it tumble to the floor. Her body completely vulnerable and exposed. But this felt so right. She didn't feel any hesitation as her body moved over to the object. This was exciting to her. Slowly she would bend at the waist and place both hands on the objects sides. Her thighs spreading wide, she slowly slid up to the dildo. With a firm grip she took ahold of it and maneuvered herself over top of it. Her body shuddering and shaking as she inched herself slowly down. The large mushroom head pressed itself slowly between her now glistening pussy lips. Her tongue sliding over her lips, wetting them completely. She would lower down further. Feeling the thick girth of the toy penetrate her tight walls. She cried out as her body succumbed to the overwhelming fit. Bucking her hips forward the back as if she was making the dildo drive inside of her. Her leg muscles giving way,so she could completely bury the dildo deep inside of her. Only toxins her body rising back off of it. Soon she would pick up rythym as her pussy glistened with her juices. 

His body perfectly relaxed, but slightly slouched. His strong arms laying outstretched over the large arms of the chair. He had found the little hidden room, which was equipped with a two way mirror. His plan had begun to unfold perfectly. He had brought her in and departed to the hidden room. As she wondered and explored the different pieces of furniture. He would make himself comfortable, as he let his gaze follow her around the room. Enjoying just the bra and panties. His cock pulsed and throbbed watching her hips sway, her full breasts slightly bounce. Looking on, he soon became so in tuned in watching her play with the bench like a wild animal stalking his next meal. His gaze widened as she slowly positioned her body over the dildo. He was barely able to control himself. From sliding his rock hard cock from benedth the denim fabric and gliding his hand around the shaft. But he wouldn't do it. He had a different plan in mind. Soon he would let it play out. But for now his body relaxed as he reclined fully in the large over sized chair. His gaze affixed on his princess.

Her head tilted back as she rode the dildo. Thoughts of her Master laying beneath her. With outstretched hands, placing them flat on the bench. She would use the bench as support. Imagining deep in her mind that it was him she was riding. She shuddered and her hand shot down between her thighs. She couldn't hold on much longer. The climax building as she buried the dildo over and over inside of her. Continueing to buck and rock her hips, each moan turning into a high pitched cry. Her body shook and trembled her mouth drawing open. It was close and she would let her body go and feel the intensity of it. Crying out, her body stiffened. But she kept going, riding the dildo as she rode out the climax. 

Watching and waiting for the perfect moment. Which was when her hips began to buck and rock, his princess was close. He quickly sprang from the oversized chair and quietly stepped into the room. Just in time he slid up behind her. He stood towering over her. The intensity of her climax shook the walls. He gracefully reaches out to her head and grabs a handful of her hair. Wrapping it around his fist he yanked her head back to look down at her body. Taking in the thin sheen of sweat glistening all over. Aggressively tilting her head back so she could see clearly who had a hold of her. He slightly dipped his head, softly whispering in her ear. 

"My princess was not given permission to cum. Was she?" 

His grip tightening on the ball of hair locked firmly in his hand. With a slight tug backwards, he felt her body stiffen and then slump slightly. She knew she was to never cum unless granted permission. 

With a glare down at her, he slid his free hand over her shoulder. Slowly slipping over her tits. He didn't stop. Traveling further down he stopped at the apex of her thighs. Instantly the heat radiated over his palm. With the first two fingers he went in search if the buried dildo still lodged inside if her. But what he really was in search for was a tiny switch. Located on the base of the dildo. His lips curling up into a grin he peered down at her. Keeping her head tilted back. His voice would be low and deep.

"My princess? I do believe your not done. Your Master wants to watch you explode"

With a slight quirk of his finger. A switch was clicked over and her body began to slightly vibrate. He could feel the intensity growing from the increasing strength pulsating deep inside her pussy walls. And the feel of her body responding so well to the increasingly heightened pleasure that the vibrating cock was forcing her body to such succumb to. His hand slipping up between her glistening pussy lips. Feeling the way they pulsate and swelled further. A finger slid over her hood. Slowly he pulled the section of skin that neatly tucked her Clit away. The slow, teasing circular motion sent his princess's body into full blown spadm's. She cried out, the sounds of her ultimate pleasure echoed around the room.

"Cum my princess. I want to feel your body succumb to your release." 

The motion of his fingers drove her climax quickly to the top and she quickly came crashing back to earth. Her body uncontrollablly twitching and shaking. He let a smile form across his lips and stepped up closer to her. His hand releasing her hair to encircle his arms around her spent body. Gently wiping the soaked strands of loose hair out of her face he bent, placing the tiniest of kisses upon her forehead. Holding her to his chest, listening to the labored breathes come and go. Feeling the way her heart pounded against her chest. He always reveled in the way she responded during a intense climax. He was very pleased with her. 

Her body stiffened as she felt her climax sore out of control. Suddenly out of nowhere she felt the familiar grip entangle into her hair. Yanking her head back. With a whimper her body instantly stiffened and filled with fear. She knew the rules. He made them very clear. Suddenly thoughts of what he would do as a form of her punishment. She would not try to squirm out of his grip. Nor move away from him. She was stuck right where she was at. With a deep shudder her body still twitched from her climax. She knew he was not happy. Simply by the words he uttered in her ear. Her eyes widened when she felt his hand move to her pussy. Urgently she shook her head, but his grip tightened and she was left to endure whatever he had in mind for her. 

She could feel him moving, but he never made any moves to touch her pussy. Thinking to herself. He must be very angry for her slip. 

Without notice she cried out. Her body began to vibrate. What did he do. A switch? There must've been a switch hidden at the base...that's as far as her thoughts got. Her body quickly such numbed to the intense climax that ripped thru her body. She trembled, and shook out of control. Her breathing labored, it was a struggle to catch air. She felt his arms wrap around me. Holding my quivering body as i recovered from the intensity. With a slight twist of her head. She peered up. Trying to search out your eyes. 

" Welcome home my Master" slipped passed her lips as her mind quickly pulled her from the dream. 



(I do hope you enjoyed my very first short tale. Being that this is my first submission, I appreciate any feedback.)



A Dream...



Every character is eighteen or older.


I dreamt of you last night, Daddy... I was dancing with my friends at my favorite club. My best friend and I were grinding on two other girls as the music pounded in our chests and the flavored fog surrounded us. We climbed onto the black, painted boxes that lined the dance floor, looking over everyone's heads while "Shots" blasted from the speakers behind us. 

The stranger I was dancing on was arching her back, groping herself as she ground her ass on me hard. She suddenly dropped and slid back up, pulling up my dress in the process. "Let's go back to the car," I shouted to my best friend. "I need a drink." My buzz was wearing off and the fog felt thick and heavy in my lungs. 

I was people-watching as the song ended, winking at the DJ as I hopped off the box, the white skirt of my dress flying up, flashing the crotch of my hot-pink, lacy thong. I laughed with my friends, as I looked around. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned around, wiping a drop of sweat from my forehead. "Can I help you?" I yelled over "Like a G6."

You smirked as I looked up at you, my already-flushed face getting darker; your eyes pierced mine. You leaned close to my ear and asked, "Is that any way to speak to your Daddy?"

I could feel my friend yanking at my skirt playfully. "Go on without me," I told her, tossing her my keys. She shrugged and looped her arm around her new lady-friend and walked out the door. "And no fucking in my car!" I shouted after her. Without turning around, she stuck her hand in the air and flipped me off.

You laughed from behind me. "She listens about as well as you do," you chuckled, kissing the back of my neck. My pink skin erupted in goosebumps as you grasped my hand and took me to the bar. I sat in a booth as you ordered two bottled waters. You sat next to me, handing me my water and I chugged it, super dehydrated. 

"Why are you here?" I asked bluntly, too tired and dehydrated and buzzed to speak even close to eloquently. 

You scoffed. "Nice to see you too!" You took a sip of your water and slowly licked your lips as I stared.

"I'm sorry..." I trailed off, mimicking you, licking my lips, tasting the vanilla-flavored gloss.

You grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me close. "You're sorry, what?"

"Sir," I choked. "I'm sorry sir."

You smiled and rewarded me with a hot, deep kiss, making me whimper. "Good girl," you muffled against my lips as your hand slid up my thigh. I spread my legs wide, pressing my chest against yours, draping my legs over your lap. You broke the kiss and smirked at me. "Such an obedient little slut."

"I'm your obedient slut, sir. All yours." Your smirk widened as you pulled me from the booth and back to the dance floor.

"You're going to prove it. You're going to grind on Daddy like a slutty little fuckdoll." I nodded and quickly ran my fingers through my hair, throwing it into a high ponytail on my head. "Work Bitch" blared around us as I kissed you my hands trailing down as I slowly lowered myself, kissing your thigh before working my way back up, my hands slipping under your shirt as my nails graze over your big, strong chest. You watched me, smirking as I flipped my hair and faced away from you, pulling you hard against me. You nipped my earlobe as the music started to build to the chorus. "Now get to work, bitch," you said in-time with the song. 

I bent over and started grinding my ass hard on your already-hard cock beneath the fabric of your pants. My hips worked in figure-eights and circles to the beat of the song. Your left hand reached up my back before wrapping my pony-tail around it as your right hand rested on my hip. You snapped your fingers and my hips immediately dropped before grinding back up, from your shins, to your thighs, and back to that long, hard cock.

I arched my back, leaning back against you and I whimpered, as your right hand left my hip for my tits. You massaged and groped as you kissed and bit my neck. "Look at you, little slut, practically fucking a stranger with your clothes on in front of all of these people." I let out a little whimper and you spanked me. "Good girl... what a good little slut," you grunted in my ear. 

The song ended and I pulled you by the hand out of the club for some air. You pressed me against the cold concrete building and kissed me hard, rubbing my clit over my dress, making me moan. People were staring, but I was too turned on to care. "Take me, Daddy," I whimpered. "Use me... please, dear God, use me, Daddy!" You rewarded my eager obedience and submission with a hard smack on my ass, making me gush all over my already-soaked thong. You took my hand in yours and started leading me back to your hotel three blocks down.

That's where your imagination comes in, Daddy, because that's when I woke up. Tell me, what awaits me in your hotel room?



A Dream?



So Dawn, I was tired and a little buzzed last night. That's what days off are for. Right? So, I was nodding off at the keyboard, but not in vain.

I had a dream about you last night. I had to stay after class to finish up some overdue work. I was going to be heading back to college and this summer course would help me finish my junior year. I was always a procrastinator. There you were in the front of the room, at your desk, me, at mine in the first row. You, in those black fishnets, tight skirt and that low cut blouse, were making hard for me to get anything done. You were just making it hard for me, period! You kept strolling by, peering over my shoulder, oh so casually letting your breast brush up against my back, your hand, a light touch on my shoulder. Finally you went back to your desk and I could finish my work. As I am sitting there I look up and notice that you are watching me, intently and I can see from my seat that under your desk, one of your hands is running up and down your thigh occasionally disappearing between them! You are not really watching me, you are looking past me into space. But now I can't stop watching you! I "accidently" drop my pencil to the floor. As I bend over to pick it up "Shit, she has on no underwear!" I realize.

You look up and smile like you read my mind, but continue with your massage now quite bold and apparent you don't care who sees.

Concentrate, I must be dreaming, this can't be happening. Finally I finish and I bring my paper up to your desk.

You want to review my work with me so I stand beside you at the desk while you go over my paper. It is my turn to brush against you. I am leaning over your back looking at your red pen as it goes quickly over my paper, looking down your blouse at your ample bosom. "Oh god, I so want to suck your tits!" I am thinking.

You look up at me like I said it out loud! Did I?

You just smile and turn back to my paper , while at the same time leaning forward even more so I am now witness to two pink nipples straining at the sheer fabric.

"Finished." You put down your red pen and before I could make a move you slide your hand up my thigh to the bulge growing in my shorts. Now that I didn't dream.

"I think with a little tutoring you may just get an A yet."

So, here I am, hot for teacher. Visions of Van Halen's video play through my head.

What next? I didn't have to wait long. You have mounted the desk, one foot on your chair the other perched on an open drawer, your skirt up over your thighs.

"Is this what you were looking for?" You are again caressing yourself and I can hardly move.

"I guess you didn't fall for the fallen tencil prick?" I stammer.

You just laugh at my Freudian slip.

"Kiss me, now!"

I don't have to be told twice, but as I reach for your head you turn away.

"Not these lips, those lips!" as you gesture downward.

I gaze down between those gorgeous thighs and see two pouting petals of flesh beckoning me.

"My pleasure!"

I am on my knees, on the floor, between your legs. I can smell the fragrance of arousal and it only makes me hotter. I kiss one thigh then the other, back and forth working my way to to the juncture of your passion. I must be going to slow for you try to pull my face into your pussy. But I am in no rush, you need to be patient. I want to savor those juices, inhale all of your aroma. A lick, a tickle. Hmm, you smell so sweet. Now, those luscious lips are right at the tip of my tongue. Yum tasty, just a little lick. Lite little kisses around your labia, up one side down the other, ever so mindful of your clit looming there between the folds. Gee I must be doing something right as you rotate your hips to meet my lips. Ah your lips. I suck one then the other into my mouth as they stretch and swell with you passion. You are so wet now, and I haven't even got to the good spots! 

I grab your ass with my hands and plunge my tongue deep into you as my nose meets your clit.

"Oh god!'

I lean back just so I can see your face for an instant and catch a breath of air. You also are breathing hard.

"You Like?"

"Yes!"

"You want more?"

"Yesss!" you hiss at me.

I am now standing over you and take your face in my hands and give you a long deep kiss, letting you taste you own juices, our tongues darting in and out. Who ever knew that just a kiss could be so very erotic and sensual? I linger on there, feasting on yours lips, while my hand wanders down between your legs. You are so moist, as I start to stroke between your thighs.

I lay you back on the desk, your feet up, you knees spread, your juices all over my assignment. You are now fumbling at my belt, my zipper, my cock. You have it out and start pulling on it stroking it. 

I break off that long passionate kiss so I can watch you again. I take my member in my hand and stroke it along your juicy slit, up between your lips, past your clit, down again, through your legs to tease your ass. You are getting wetter, I am getting hotter.

You grab my cock again and try to bring it home. You are in such a rush, yet I am content to just massage your labia, watching your passion build. I so do like to watch a woman get hot and you are no disappointment.

"Please, fuck me now!"

'With pleasure, teach!" and I thrust to the hilt, feeling that tight pussy engulf all of me. I pull your hips hard into me as I grind away with my prick exploring the depths of your womanhood. You reciprocate digging your nails into my ass. 

Now I start with long, slow strokes, feeling every inch of your vagina. I pull out just so I can rub your clit again and drive back in again and again. You have new caught on to my rhythm and are matching me stroke for stroke. We kiss again and I swear you will suck my tongue out of my mouth. I can only imagine what you would do with my cock!

Your panting is interspersed with little gasp and squeals as our frenzied passion rises in unison. No longer slow exploring thrusts, we are animals in heat pounding each other's sex, looking for that crescendo.

I begin to feel that creeping sensation deep in my balls, knowing my end is coming.

You may be there also, or have you past that point. I don't know and really can't stop to ponder. I am going and coming and pounding and fucking and just when I am about to unleash my load, my alarm goes off and I wake up in my bed, alone. 

"Damn, I hate when that happens!"

So I go downstairs and get ready for work and there on the kitchen table is my paper, with an A+, and outlined in your sweet juices is a watermark of your gorgeous derriere.

Have a great night Dawn. I know I did!



A Dream



It starts out with me walking into a bedroom and my jaw dropping to the floor the instant I open the door. You're sitting on the edge of the bed, facing the door, with your legs spread and bent in front of you. Leaning back and holding your weight on your left elbow while your right hand slowly rubs three fingers over a small silk triangle of panty stretched over your pussy. Hmmm the way that you bite your lip as you let your eyes wander from mine, down my body and stop to stare at the suddenly throbbing bulge in my slacks. 

Your fingers briefly leaving your sex, just long enough to point at my crotch and make a come hither motion. Closing the door behind me, leaving the room only dimly lit by a few candles on the night stands on each side of the table. Stripping out of my button down shirt as I walk towards you and you lean up and wiggle to the edge of the bed. Standing between your knees, just inches away from you, you begin to kiss at my toned stomach and with your free hand, undo my belt and slacks. The way that the light flickers in your eyes as you gaze up at me and slide your hand inside of my boxers, pushing them with my slacks to the floor. 

My cock twitching in your hand as I watch you slowly tease your fingertips all the way from the base to the tip. I don't know if it's from seeing how turned on I am by you, or from the pressure of your fingers on your aching clit, but the moan that emits from your beautiful lips fuels the fire of lust burning inside of me and I have to feel more of you. Relishing in the sight and the intense sensation of your hand now wrapped around my cock, slowly stroking me, watching you kiss the drip of precum from the tip and I can't take any more. 

Pushing you back on the bed and leaning over you, my naked body pressed against yours. Taking your hand from your pussy and pinning them both above your head, with one of my hands, as I kiss you hard and deep on the lips. The salty taste of my excitement on your tongue as we explore one another's mouths in a passionate kiss. Your hips rocking against me as my throbbing cock pushes against the damp fabric covering your sex. 

The swollen ridge around the tip of my cock expertly grinding over your sensitive clit. You moan into our kiss and I can feel your body tensing up beneath me. I want you. I want to rip those sexy little panties away from your perfect pussy and thrust my cock deep inside of you...but I resist. Instead I wrap my free hand under you and squeeze your amazing ass. Lifting you off the bed enough to slide you further up to the middle of it. Jumping on the bed and straddling your waist as I fish two restraints from the post of the bed. Slipping them around your wrist and tightening them just enough to make sure you can't wiggle free. 

With a devilish grin, the blade of my finger caress the smooth soft skin of your cheek, I lean down and kiss your lips again. Moving my legs so they are between yours, resting the heavy weight of my manhood over your still covered mound. Letting your roll your hips and feel me against you as I begin to kiss down your neck. My lips slowly teasing down your collarbone toward the tops of your heaving chest. My cock only pressing against your pussy when I rock my hips in rhythm with yours. The faint whimper of need as my kisses trail further down to your chest and you can no longer feel me between your legs. 

Dragging my lips over your beautiful breast; teasing the tip of my tongue and soft kisses all around your hard nipples. Heeding to the fact that they are overly sensitive, gently only letting my warm wet tongue lick over them a few times and briefing sucking your tits into my eager mouth before continuing to kiss down your torso. Exploring the smooth flat surface of your stomach on my way to kiss along the definition of your left hip bone. Laying between your legs and grinding my begging cock into the sheets as I kiss along the waist line of your panties, all the way from one hip to the other. Trailing my lips over the fabric to kiss down the front of your right thigh; you spread your legs more and wiggle your sex towards me, your pussy aching and begging for attention. 

The enjoyment I find in teasing you is intoxicating; hearing you moan and quietly beg as I put my hands on your knees and spread your legs just a little more. Staring at your gyrating pussy as I kiss all along the insides of your thighs. Becoming even more excited myself at the sight and scent of your sex as I kiss close enough to feel the heat radiating from your pussy. 

Sticking my tongue out and ever so gently licking the soft sensitive line where your toned thighs meet your perfect twat. Flicking the tip of my tongue over the edge of your panties as you begin to wiggle and writhe beneath me. Sliding my hands up the insides of your thighs to hold you still, then it happens; my tongue pushes your panties to the side enough that I taste the sweet excitement of your pussy and my lust boils over. 

Firmly shoving my hands under you to grab the waist of your lingerie. Aggressively yanking them down over your amazing ass as your lift your legs to help me. I grunt in pleasure seeing the way that they slide down your thighs and pull away from your soaking wet sex. Eagerly working them over your feet and balling them in my hand. Letting your legs spread and fall to each side of me, leaning down and kissing a soft but fueled kiss on your mound before slowly licking gently down your slit. Sliding just the tip of my tongue between the soft sweet lips of your perfect pussy. Sucking your lips into my mouth and moaning at the amazing taste of your twat. 

Slipping my tongue just a little deeper in to your pussy as I wrap my arms under your thighs and grasp your hips in my hands. Working my tongue over your near spasming sex a little fast and a littler deeper. Without any warning, cupping my lips over your swollen love button and sucking you into my mouth. Flicking just the tip of my tongue so it grazing your exposed clit. Drawing light little "x"s with my tongue, holding your hips to the bed as you start to moan and cry. I grab your balled up panties and shoved them into your mouth, muffling the sounds of your pleasure. 

Staring up at your thrashing body, your panties in your mouth makes you look like such a naughty girl, holding your hips down to the bed as I push harder with my tongue and feel your pussy clinch and release rapidly as you start to cum. Still sucking hard on your clit, feeling it pulse against my tongue as wave after wave crashes through your body. The warm wet flood of your climax dripping out onto my chin. As your spasms and whole-body thrashes slow, I quickly move up to my knees.

Holding the shaft of my manhood, now absolutely covered in precum, pushing the tip between your gorgeous lips and with one swift motion burying myself inside of you. Lifting your left leg up to rest on my right shoulder; long deep thrust of my cock in and out of that tight little pussy. The huge ridge on the tip dragging across your gspot with every thrust.

With a very stern and demanding tone, I tell you that you better not cum yet, and I see you bite down on your panties and clinch your eyes closed in contest. A firm spanking to your raised left ass cheek sends a shiver through your body and lets you know that I am very serious. Leaving my hand on your ass, squeezing and massaging as I relentlessly pound in and out of your amazing pussy. Grabbing your other ankle and pulling it up and across my body, holding your legs together on my right shoulder. With your legs together you feel even tighter and the look on your face and trembling in your body tells me that you feel even more full. 

Slamming myself in and out of you, watching your tits bounce with every thrust. I can feel my own climax building and I can see you struggling to continue to obey, to continue to hold back. I grunt that you can cum and with just a few more thrust I feel your pussy clinch tight around me and your back arches hard into the mattress. I keep pounding and my balls tighten, shoving deep the eruption boils over. Shooting string after string of hot sticky cum deep inside your flooding and pulsing pussy. Struggling the weakness in my legs to push out a few more thrust, to let your perfect pussy milk every drop from me. 

The End?



A Dream?



You stood there silently watching me, eyes blazing with desire.

I could already feel my pussy twitching with want. Not having the patience to wait a moment longer, I grab a small whip from the wall and said "Please" in the most naughty sweet voice.

"Get up!" you barked as my body jerked a small, red splotch formed on the curve of my butt cheek just beneath the black material of my skimpy thong.

I looked at you with a mixture of pain and ignited excitement. You furrow your dark brows together and stare at me with a stony expression, waiting for me to present myself to you. After a couple seconds of fruitless waiting, you raise the whip high above my head and bring it cracking down on my rear. With the slap of the whip against my flesh, I squeaked with surprise and fumbled into position: my knees spread as I rest my stinging ass on the back of my heels. You smirk at my submission and run the end of the stiff whip beneath my chin, forcing my head up higher. 

You stare into my eyes taking note that my breasts are heaving with anticipation, "You know better than that," you scolded me as the whip ran down my neck and over my breasts, pulling down the lace to reveal my hardened nipples. "Making me wait for you to present yourself is unacceptable and you need to be punished."

My pert nipples were standing proud. To set an example of what my punishment would be, you let the whip flash across nipples and I gasp as they became harder still. 

For a time, the whip circled my breasts before you led the end of your toy to my moistened mound, pushing aside the wet material of my gusset to produce a glistening pussy. The sight of my pink slit, the lips plump and begging to be sucked on.

Your fingers moved over my sensitive clit and I visibly shuddered at the touch, my eyes fluttering shut with ecstasy as my mouth dropped open. You move your fingers against my pleasure center and smile when you heard my throaty moan of lust.

"Stand up," you ordered, withdrawing the whip from the apex of my thighs, much to my disappointment. Without a moment's hesitation, I stand at attention and wait for my next instruction, "Go over to the bed and wait for me there."

"Yes, Babe, whatever you want" i replied before backing away a few steps and turning to walk to our bed.

I stood next to one of the pillars of our four-poster bed, patiently waiting for you, after a moment of silence, you ordered me over your knee.

"Over my knee," you repeated with more force than before, making sure that you were serious about this command. I started at you in disbelief before obeying your order and laid my torso across your lap, my thinly covered cunt resting against your thigh.

I could feel your gaze wander down the length of my spine, my soft flesh smooth and spotted with small freckles on my shoulders, the black straps of my bra accentuating my complexion with its striking contrast. "Beautiful...," I heard you whispered, your calloused fingers petting along my skin in long strokes, the pads grazing my back with tenderness. Your hand soon ran over the curve of my ass and you let your entire hand squeeze each cheek feeling the flesh bunch against your palm. "But you've been a very bad girl, Crysta," your fingers tensing with the anger in your voice. Without a hint of caution to the wind, your hand raised and let it crash against my rear, still blotched with the prints of the whip, my body jerked at the sudden sting.

"And now," spanking me between your words, "you need," spanked me once more, with more force, "to be punished!"

"You know the rules," sinking your digits into me with the material of the thong surrounding them.

I yelped and pushed my body onto your fingers as you stroked them in my pussy.

You withdraw your fingers and began your assault on my bright pink ass.

"Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine!" I called with effort as my voice rose with the numbers, my butt rising to meet your hand sooner."Thirty!" i gasped with a tear rolling down my cheek before you let my hand soothingly rub my agitated skin. As your hand rubbed in circles, i let my hips grind into your thigh in attempts to have the burning itch of my pussy satisfied.

"Sit still," your cool voice commanded me after a few minutes of rubbing my backside.

You dragged the fabric over my hips and down my legs, letting gravity pull the cloth from around my small ankles.

Now that my pussy was fully exposed, you let your eyes feast upon my inviting hole, juices coating my inner thighs. Your cock throbbed in your boxers as you give each cheek a couple more smacks of your hand. I counted through my short breath and you rewarded me by rubbing the prints that you had just left behind. Your palm calmed my flesh, you give into temptation and let your hand cup my pussy. You stroked two fingers at a time through my thong, making my pussy ache as even more juice run down your thighs, my hand unconsciously grabbing your hard cock. Your fingers stroke faster and faster making my hips gyrated against your thigh and fingers, your hand practically covered with me. Your other hand reached beneath and you began to rub my hardened clit with gusto.

I purr at your manipulation and began to lose my voice, my body unable to find the noise to show how your hands are pleasing to my soul. You can tell that I am so close to the edge and needed to see me reach my climax—your body craved to see me squirming with spasms of euphoric pleasure.

Knowing that I was tipping over the edge, you thrust three fingers deep into my awaiting hole and massage me with unbelievable speed. Within a matter of seconds, I reached crescendo and scream.

Coming down from climax, still twitching and shivering under your touch, your lips gently brush against my shoulder blade.



A Dream



I can see the people in the carpark below me. Not that far really, considering I am only 5 floors up. I see the lady in the red Honda having trouble reverse parking, and the idiot in the Datsun who has driven right up behind her, giving her no room to move.

The sky is so clear… so blue.

Blue.

I can feel the warmth of the sun on my skin, reminding me of another warmth from another time. My eyes close and I let my mind drift back to that time.

She is here, with me now. Her skin soft under my touch and her breath warm on my stomach where her head lays resting. I gently run my nails up the length of her spine, feeling more than hearing, the low moan escape her lips. Spurred on by the reaction, I do it again, this time harder than before, firmer, and slower. Looking up at me she grins with a want in her eyes. It is this look that gets me everytime.

"Oh really?" she says as she sits up and moves over me, straddling my chest, pinning me to the bed.

"Yes", I respond, with what I hope is a hungry look of my own. She leans forward to run her tongue over my lips then darts it inside to run over my teeth. Her hands on my shoulders.

I want to touch her, but she has my arms pinned, held down beneith her legs. I close my eyes and sigh deeply, unable to remember when I was this happy, this content.

Without warning, I feel her lips gently biting my ear, moving lower to lick my neck and shoulders, then I feel her teeth close on my shoulder.

I brace for the bite I know is to come and sigh deeply when I feel the pain burn through me when it does. Her hands have reached behind her and are gently running over my cock. As her teeth dig into my neck, I can feel myself strain against her fingers.

"You like that do you?" she asks, to which I nod in reply.

She smiles that smile again, and I am lost in her, wanting nothing else but to please her. This time struggling more than before, I wiggle down the bed a little so that she is actually kneeling above me now. I lift my head and slowly run my tongue over the inside of her thigh. I can smell her arousal as she shivers against me.

"Wait" she says as lifts herself from me.

She turns around to face away from me, but again straddles me, this time not waiting, but firmly lowering herself onto my waiting tongue. Her smell is overwhelming, intoxicating and beautiful.

I allow myself a moment to taste her outer lips on my tongue, before using my now free hand to hold her wide for my tongue. I can see her clit, hard and exposed. Her wetness is wonderful and so inviting, I draw her back to me, pushing my tongue as far inside can go.

Her moans become gasps as my lips encircle her clitoris and I suck it into my mouth, running my tongue over the top of it. I can feel her moving against me, urging me to more.

"Fuck me please. Fuck me with your tongue" she asks… almost pleads and I am more than happy to oblige.

She is moving her hips in time with my tongue and I feel her thighs tighten as her breathing gets harder and her muscles contract as her orgasm washes over her.

Spent, she lays down on my chest, and I feel her fingers again begin to stroke my cock. Again she pushes her pussy to my lips, wanting the release that my tongue offers, but this time, she has not released my cock, instead stroking it, as my tongue probes inside her.

I feel her breath on me and realise what is about to happen. Still I gasp when I feel her tongue flick over the head.

"Looks like I am not the only one who's wet" she says before lowering her head to engulf me in her mouth.

I cannot do this for long as I feel close to my own climax, and I tell her so.

With a knowing smile she moves off me and lays beside me. I move too. Looking down she is so beautiful below me, naked, holding her legs apart, waiting for me.

Gently, I place my cock at the entrance to her pussy, enjoying the feel of our combined juices and her warmth.

"Slowly" she says as she reaches between us to guide me into her.

"What would you like?" I ask, wanting this to be all for her.

In answer, she wraps her legs around me and draws me into her hard. She begins to thrust her body under me, willing me to move with her. Slowly at first and with long slow strokes, we move together.

My mouth finds her neck, and this time it's me who does the biting.

"Harder" she says, but in reference to the fuck or the bite, I don't know, so I do both.

She gasps and thrusts her hips into me, urging me deeper, faster. Her nails digging into my back as her muscles tighten and I feel her pussy squeeze my cock as she cums.

I cannot handle much more and she knows, urging me to cum inside her… to fill her.

Again I bite her neck, this time harder than before and I know it will leave a mark, but as I spurt inside her, I do not care. Her pussy spasms, milking me, urging me to keep going and I do, for a while. She sighs, almost disappointed as I slip from between her legs, but again moans when she realises what is to come next.

I push my tongue inside her again, but this time she tastes so much different. She tastes of both of us, and I love the taste.

Using one hand, she holds her lips open for my tongue while the other one holds the back of my head. I am lost in her.

"Are you going to fold that washing?"

I awake with a start and realise I am again back on my balcony, the lover in my dream, a thousand kilometers away and as my room mate has just reminded me, house chores still to be done. Looking down, I can see as well as feel my erection against my leg, and as I stand up, I can feel my own wetness too.

I smile to myself, a sad smile.

What I would not give to enjoy more time like that. It just seemed so right and so good. It was good, but not right for her, which I understand. I miss her, and she knows it, but also know she believes that I am not the one for her. 

I know not to live in hope, but I am allowed to dream. Everyone is.



A Dream



She is his dream. He walks past her house every day and every day he thinks of stopping. A block before her house he slows, the thickening fantasy of her nearness making his legs heavy. He strolls past her window, trying not to be too conspicuous in his attempt to see through the narrow gap between the shade and the windowsill. Tonight the light is dim and flickering - candlelight, he thinks. His breath grows labored and a vision of her fills his head. As he passes, he glimpses the pale skin of her leg bent against the footstool. She is sitting in an armchair, he knows. He hears the faint music playing from her stereo. He pauses at the corner of her house and looks around. No one in sight. He gives in to his urgent need. He slips around the corner of the house to the window on the side. Another view of her living room unfolds before him as he bends to peek.

She lies back in the chair, her eyes closed, her hair spread around her shoulders. The candlelight reflects from her creamy skin. His eyes fill with the sight of her - and a rushing sound his ears with the view. His body feels unbearably hot and he can feel his skin swell with blood. His cock fills so quickly that it becomes painful in his crouched position. She sits with knees spread wide, her hand under a short full skirt. Her breasts swell out from a tight white top that scoops so low on her bosom that her nipples nearly emerge with her breath. Her right hand moves in a circular motion under the skirt while her left slides slyly up to the low neckline and teases out the right nipple. He bites down hard on his cheek as the dark aureole appears, contrasting sharply with the white of the fabric. He stands abruptly, tears springing to his eyes.

Before he can think, his legs carry him around the front of the house to the door. He breathes heavily as if having run there. He watches his hand reach out to knock hard on the wood. He hears her yelp in surprise. In a moment her face appears at the window in the door. She registers his face, he sees, and a series of emotions cross her mobile features. Then she gives a strained smile and unlocks the door. She stands in the doorway, silhouetted by the light from deeper in the house. She opens her mouth to speak, but before she can he steps in through the door, pushing her back with his entrance. He reaches out to grasp her roughly around the waist and pulls her into him, closing the door with his foot behind him.

He stifles her protests with his mouth. He holds her hard against him, crushing those breasts against his chest. His left arm winds around her back and his right hand cups her left breast, kneading desperately. She pushes against his chest with her hands, but his strength is prodigious. He is raging, throbbing, bursting. His tongue feels hard and huge in her mouth. His mouth is dry, but hers is full of deliciously sweet saliva. He drinks deeply of her juice, intoxicated in a way that no liquor ever provided. Her nipple under his fingers is hard and he can feel her heart beating through the cushion of her flesh. Suddenly she droops in his arms, her knees bending and arms falling loosely away from him. He breaks the contact with her mouth and draws his head back. Her eyes are closed and her mouth is slack - a sheen of the kiss surrounding her lips. 

He picks her up, surprised at his own strength. He carries her to the long dark sofa and places her gently down. His rage has subsided, but his blood has not. He stands over her unconscious body and for the first time allows himself to take in her beauty. Her breath moves those breasts and her pulse shows strong in her pale throat. As in a dream, he removes his clothes and stands before her naked. He notes his hard purplish cock in his peripheral vision and thinks how good it looks against the white of the skin of her thigh. He slides his left leg over her hips, nudging the short skirt high on her thighs. He touches the tips of her nipples through the fabric of the white top and slowly draws down the zipper which holds the shirt together in the front. The shirt holds tight to the flesh of her breasts and they spill out slowly as the pressure is released. He is afraid for a moment that he might cum and stops for a moment to close his eyes against the intensity -- the realization of so many dreams spun on lonely nights. In the moment of his hesitation he feels her stir beneath him. He opens his eyes to look down into hers. The gaze which meets his is surprised, but not scared. She draws in a deep breath, pushing the breasts further from the top and into his hands. 

She does not speak and does not reach to touch him. She moves her hips slightly to test his weight. With another breath she closes her eyes again. He does not move for a moment, then the feel of her skin against his fingers still holding the zipper draws his consciousness back into his body. The fierce fullness flows back into him and he completes the opening of her shirt roughly. The edges pull back, leaving her breasts naked and gleaming in the flickering light. He breathes in with a gasp and fills his hands with the flesh of her. He gathers the round tits together, nipples hard at attention. He stares for a long moment, capturing the view as on a camera. He bends then, his painful cock sliding down the loose fabric of her skirt and reaches out with his tongue to the cleft between her breasts, made deep with his urgent hands. He licks long against the smooth whiteness, smearing his now copious saliva over the curves. He takes one nipple between his lips and sucks hard. Her sharp intake of breath forces the nipple deeper into his mouth. He hears a deep growl escape from his throat.

Like an edit in a movie, he looks down and sees his cock buried between her breasts, the saliva he planted making his thrusting easy. He runs his thumbs over the nipples as he fucks those tits. Those tits he's sensed under suits and high-necked blouses. Those tits he's glimpsed swelling from teasing t-shirts and formal gowns. Those tits he's watched bounce and jiggle at the gym. Those tits he's covertly pressed in crowded rooms and in farewell hugs. His cock is bigger than he's ever seen it - stretching up to her lips as he thrusts hard up through the mounds of her breasts. Her lips open slightly although her eyes do not. The next upthrust brings out her tongue to touch the tip of his angrily purple cock. He feels his balls contract with the touch and a drop of precum joins the saliva she places there. A million times he thrusts and each time she reaches out with her pointed pink tongue to slather his tip. His fingers curl in the warm flesh of her tits and she gasps, her back straightening and pushing him up. 

He releases her breasts and lifts off her stomach. His cock is almost bursting and drools with the need for release. He stands quickly and moves his hands to behind her knees. He lifts her legs and positions himself between them, folding her knees up to the breasts. Her skirt folds neatly around her waist and he looks down to drink in the sight of the pussy he has so often fantasized about. He is almost alarmed at what he sees, but the sight does nothing but inflame the burning pressure in his gut. The smooth white mound and dark pink lips are glistening and swollen. A translucent drop of moisture lies at the bottom of the inviting slit - this is a pussy made to fuck, he thinks. More than he ever imagined. She is ready for him, wanting him, wet for him. He draws back and bends to bury his face in the source of her. He reaches his tongue deep into her, amazed at the sweetness of her juice. He laps greedily at the copious moisture. The smell of her perfume throws a switch in his brain. He straightens and looks down at her again.

She lies beneath him, not moving - almost not breathing. He pushes back hard on her knees, drawing that pussy up into the air toward his cock. In a single motion he plunges into her and holds there. He breathes for a moment, focusing on the feel of the inside of her. She contracts the muscles of her pussy around his invading member. He gasps with inexpressible pleasure. He shoves again, straining to gain access to the deepest reaches of her. He can feel a hard nub against the edge of the head of his cock. He pulls back slightly to explore that friction. He thrusts hard again. And pulls back again, just a fraction. Her pussy again grabs and squeezes. He pulls almost entirely out, leaving just the tip embedded in the hot wetness of her. He flows forward again, the head of his cock stretching the tight band of muscle at her entrance. And out again and in. He wants to scream but cannot. The scream is focused in his cock and can only be loosed one way. He thrusts hard into her and begins a series of long movements to bring on the inevitable release. The smooth sawing of her softness, the milking motions of the walls of his encasement, the heat and wetness send him to a place in his head that no dreams have ever gone. He fills her with his flesh and his seed. He kneels transfixed after the deed.

The cloud clears after a while. She is still lying with eyes closed, folded into the receptive position in which he placed her. His cock softens and falls from her. He looks down to see the results of his labor and is amazed by his creamy expression oozing from her pink lips. Impelled by the sight, he leans down again and drinks from her - tasting his cum mixed with the honey of her body. He sucks hard to get as much of the proof as he can. The taste of his dreams fills his mouth and his belly. He sucks and licks every part of her, insatiable in his thirst for that liquor. After a time she gasps and her thighs press the sides of his head. A new burst of sweetness fills his mouth.  He kisses the tiny hard nub at the apex of the damp lips. 

He stands and looks down again at this woman. His conquest. His object of affection. A small sweet smile curves her lips and her eyelashes lie dark against flushed cheeks. He reaches down and zips the top, gently moving the breasts into place - again restrained and gently swelling from the neckline. He smoothes the skirt down over the tops of those creamy thighs. He watches her body, relaxed and prone on the sofa as he puts his clothes back on. He feels so strange, but somehow free and light. He walks to the door and turns back to the picture of the woman on the sofa in the candlelight. After a while he opens the door and walks back out into the night. He smiles on the way back to his house. His wife will be so pleased when, for once, he sleeps through the night.  

-end- 



A Dream



He gulped as the head of the cock rammed into him. The pain was almost overwhelming and the assault on his ass seemed never ending. All he could hear was the hissing of the man behind him as he rammed his hard cock in and out of his ass. His own mouth was open in pain but nothing was coming out but a silent scream.

How did this happen? It had all started as he got out of his car in the rest area. He had had a long day, driving for over eight hours and his body was telling him that he needed a rest. He wasn’t one who usually stopped except for the necessities but today, both his body and the scenery invited him to stop. The parking lot was almost empty except for an old pickup and a highway workers truck. As he slowly walked over to the restroom, stretching, he entered to find two men inside. They were standing apart, one at the sink and the other leaning against one of the stall doors. He nodded in acknowledgement to them and walked over to the urinal. As he was unzipping his pants, he felt a body near him. Turning, he saw one of the men standing directly behind him, also unzipping his pants.

“Hey mister?” he asked. “Ever had a cock up your ass?”

Slightly amazed and also alarmed, he tried to ignore the man.

“Hey mister? Didn’t you hear me?” the man asked, moving closer to him.

“I heard you but I didn’t think I needed to answer you,” he said, quickly pulling the zipper up again.

“Oh, and why is that?” the man asked, his voice now seemingly angry.

He moved over to the sink and turned on the water. As he lowered his hands under the streaming water, he felt the man come up right behind him and press himself against his ass.

“You’ve got nice tight buns,” the man started. “I bet your ass is a virgin, isn’t it?”

Again he tried to ignore the man and moved over to the towels to dry his hands. The man followed him and pinned him against the wall from behind. He felt a hand rub against his ass and reach down between his legs.

“You have quite a big package there,” the man said, reaching forward and grabbing his cock. “How about if you show us what you got in there?”

He turned and faced the man. He looked first at the man in front of him and then over at the other man, standing against the stall door, who was rubbing his pants as he slowly unzipped his pants. The man pulled his pants open and pulled his hard cock out of them, slowly rubbing his hand up and down his length.

“Wouldn’t you like to feel this up your ass?” he asked, as he continued rubbing his hard cock. “I’m sure you would enjoy it.”

He tore his eyes away from the man’s hard cock and looked at the man standing in front of him again.

“Look guys, I don’t want any trouble.”

“Oh, it won’t be any trouble. We’d love to help you,” the man in front of him said as he reached forward and grabbed his cock again. “You look like you could use a good fucking.”

Now he was panicked. His mind was racing trying to come up with a solution for the position he was in.

“You know,” he began. “I’d love to have you two fuck me but I’m on kind of a tight schedule and have to get going.”

“Oh you’re tight alright,” the man in front of him said. “I bet your ass is a virgin, isn’t it?”

He didn’t answer. Looking over at the man by the stall door, he saw that he had pulled his pants off and was rubbing his hard cock faster. He groaned a little and started towards him.

“Come on, pal. Put your hand around this and feel its power. It won’t hurt you,” as the man’s cock was thrust into his hand.

He had never felt a hard cock before except his own and he tried to take his hand away. 

“Don’t pull away,” the man demanded as he moved closer. “Wrap your hand around my cock and rub it.”

He did as he was told, all the time watching the eyes of the man, whose cock he was rubbing. He saw in his eyes, nothing but lust and he looked away quickly.

“Oh yeah. That’s it. Rub it harder. That feels so good,” the man said as he moved closer still. “You’re a natural at this. I bet you’re a natural at other things too.”

The second man now had moved beside him. He turned and found his face inches away from his, the man’s breath spreading across his face. Before he could say anything or move, the man leaned in and found his mouth with his lips, roughly sticking his tongue inside his mouth. He tried to pull back but the man raised his hand and held his head in place as he continued to search his mouth with his slippery wet tongue.

As his mouth was being assaulted by the man’s tongue, the cock in his hand was getting harder and thicker. He next felt a hand on his zipper, pulling it down and opening his pants. His underwear was pulled down and his cock was exposed. He felt the cock in his hand disappear and a warm mouth surround his own member, licking and sucking on it, trying to make it hard and erect. The man tonguing his mouth, now, moved his hand down and pinched his nipples through his shirt.

His mind raced as the two men continued assaulting his body, sucking on his now erect cock and kissing his open mouth. The man beside him pulled his mouth away from his and stepped back, looking down at the man sucking his cock.

“It looks like he wants it,” he said as he smiled. The man reached out and started to undo the buttons on his shirt, slowly at first and then almost ripping them open in his haste to get at his body. His shirt was pulled off him and the man leaned down and started to suck his nipple, pinching the other as he did. He had to admit that the feelings he was having were great but he still wasn’t ready for what happened next.

He tried to stop the men but they overwhelmed him. They pulled his clothes completely off him and pushed him down to the cold tile floor. One of them stood at his head while the other was behind him, rubbing his ass cheeks and running his fingers up and down his crack.

“Oh man, what a beautiful ass you have there. I’m going to enjoy fucking it,” the man behind him said. 

He felt the man spit on his ass and rub it into his skin. As he did, the head of his cock started pushing against his exposed hole and he felt the pressure as the man pushed harder, trying to enter him.

“Please don’t do this,” he begged, to which all he heard was a grunt.

The cock pushing against his ass hole slowly entered him, splitting his splinter open and he felt an enormous pain instantly run through his whole body. Just as he opened his mouth to scream, the man in front of him, jammed his hard cock into his mouth, completely filling it with his member. His eyes were watering at the tremendous pain and he tried to spit the hard cock out of his mouth. The man reached down and held his head as he started to thrust slowly in and out of his open mouth.

“Wrap your lips around my cock,” he demanded. “Suck me like you want to. Make me come in your mouth.”

As he closed his lips around the head of the hard cock, his ass was opening itself up to the hard cock that was slowly sliding up into him. The pain was still there but was subsiding a little as the cock reached its goal, fully filling his ass.

He closed his eyes as the cock in his mouth slid against his tongue. The cock in his ass started to slide out of him again and then was thrust fully, back into him. The pain this time was not as intense and he found he was starting to enjoy it a little even though he was being raped. His mind went blank as the two cocks continued to abuse him, first the one in his mouth, thrashing against his tongue and the cock in his ass, pounding in and out of him, filling him and emptying him every time it was thrust in and out.

After what seemed like an eternity, the cock inside his ass twitched and he felt it spew it’s hot come up into him, warming his ass and filling his canal. The man grunted once as he came and held himself against his ass, as he spewed hot come into him, over and over again. He felt the man’s balls grinding against his ass as they emptied themselves into him.

Suddenly, he felt a bitter, somewhat sweet taste on his tongue as the cock inside his mouth started to spurt its come into his mouth. His head was being held against the man’s groin and all he could feel were the man’s hair rubbing against his face as the cock filled his mouth with it’s hot load. He tried not to swallow but there was too much for him not too and he swallowed quickly, trying not to gag as he did.

His ass was suddenly empty as the man pulled out of him, the come running down his legs and covering his balls with its sticky gooey mass. It felt warm as it pooled around his upturned balls and he hoped that this was all over. Both men had fucked him and had come and he wanted this all to end. Would it? 

As the two men stepped away from him, he looked up and found that there were other men in the room, watching the three of them. Most of them were rubbing the front of their pants as they watched but a couple of them had their cocks out and were rubbing them openly. Oh no, he thought as he looked around at the group of men. This wasn’t going to end now, was it, he thought. It has just begun.

He closed his eyes and braced himself for what he knew was coming. He didn’t have to wait long as he felt a man move between his cheeks, part them and thrust his hard cock fully up into him, impaling him on his long, thick cock. Another man lifted his face up and thrust his hard cock into his mouth, roughly starting to thrust it in and out of his mouth. 

He endured the second raping of his body and then a third. How many cocks had taken him, he wasn’t sure but the soreness of his ass was telling him that it must have been quite a few. 

As the last hard cock was spraying its hot come into the mixture inside him, he heard a voice.

“He’s had enough.”

The cock pulled out of him and he heard the rustling of feet as the group of men disappeared, leaving him in the middle of the room, on his hands and knees.

“Here, let me help you,” he heard the voice again and felt two hands helping him to his feet. As he stood, the mass of mixed come ran down his legs and pooled at his feet.

“You’ve had quite a day. Let me help you get dressed,” he heard the voice again. “Maybe you better come with me and we’ll fix your sore ass for you.”

He looked up through watery eyes, not completely open and saw a big black man standing in front of him. He watched the man bend over and pick up his clothes off the cold floor and start to help him into them.

“Thank you,” he said roughly, his voice a whisper as the man helped get dressed.

The man led him out of the restroom and stopped him.

“Where is your car?” he asked.

“Over there,” he said, pointing in the general direction of where he had left his car so long ago, or so it seemed.

“Are you alright to drive?” the man asked.

“I think so,” he answered.

As he took a step, he stumbled and fell against the black man.

“No, I don’t think you are. Let us help you. My son will drive your car and follow us and we’ll take care of you.”

He let the man lead him over to the old pickup. A young man jumped out of the pickup and headed towards them.

“What’s the matter, Pop?” he asked as he neared them.

“Oh, this guy had a bit of trouble and he needs our help. That’s his car over there. You follow us up to the house in it but be careful.”

He watched the young man head in the direction of his car as the man helped him into the pickup.

“We just live over there,” he said, pointing across the road. “We’ll get you back on your feet in no time.”

He watched the man go around the front of the pickup and get into the other side, starting the motor. They pulled out of the rest area and he soon found himself being led into a small but neat little house across the road. The man helped him into a chair.

“Here, you just sit there for a few minutes until I get the tub full. You’ll feel better after a warm bath,” he said, leaving him sitting in the chair.

He heard the water start running in the bathroom as the young man appeared in the doorway.

“You ok, mister?”

He just nodded, not being able to say anything.

The man appeared again and led him into the bathroom. It was full of steam coming from the tub and the warmth felt good against his tired, sore skin. The man helped him out of his tattered clothes and then into the warm water. He settled down into the tub and felt the soreness start to leave his body.

“You just sit there for a while and let that water soothe you,” he heard the man say as he left the room, closing the door behind him. 

He put his head against the back of the tub and settled down into the water. He mind went back to across the road and what he had just endured. He closed his eyes and all he could see was hard cocks, hot come spewing out of them and into his body. Tears ran down his face as he sat in the warm water, remembering the feelings of the many cocks that had violated his body and how it felt. Now, he wasn’t sure if he had enjoyed it or if he was just feeling the shock of it all at the same time. He felt his cock straining and he opened his eyes and looked down. He was fully erect and he gently rubbed the head of his cock with his hand.

He tore his hand away from his cock just as the door opened and the black man entered.

“How you doing?” he asked, looking at him.

He then noticed his hard cock sticking out of the water.

“Looks like you’re doing just fine,” he said as he sat down on the edge of the tub. “You’re remembering what you’ve just gone through and from the looks of it, you enjoyed it.”

He didn’t answer but just looked at the man’s face and saw a smile on it.

“I didn’t rape you but I watched the others work you over. You took a lot of hard cocks today, you know. Must have been ten guys fucked you either in the mouth or in your ass. That many cocks at once can hurt but I’m sure you’re going to be alright.”

He watched the man starting to get up off the tub. He grabbed his hand and stopped him.

“Don’t leave me,” he said in his gruff, raspy voice. 

The man smiled and sat back down again. The two men looked at each other before either of them said anything. The black man looked at his hard cock again.

“You know, you should do something about that before long,” he said, smiling at him.

“Will you help me?” he asked quietly.

The look on the man’s face was one of astonishment.

“Haven’t you had enough for one day?” he asked.

“Help me,” he pleaded, looking directly into the man’s eyes. “Please.”

The man leaned forward and wrapped his dark, rough hand around his cock.

“Oh, that feels good,” he said, as the black man started to run his hand up and down his hard length. “Slowly.”

The black man got off the edge of the tub and onto his knees.

“You know, you have a beautiful cock there,” he said as he rubbed it. “Would you like me to suck it for you?”

“Oh yes,” he said as he watched the black man stand up and start to undo his pants.

He watched the black body emerge form the clothes. His cock was semi hard and after he had taken all his clothes off, he straddled him and settled down into the warm water, between his legs, raising his ass up a little so his cock was at his mouth. He then stuck his tongue out and gently licked the head, sliding his tongue in and out of his slit, gently licking up and down his length. The feeling was starting to come back to his body as the black man gently sucked on his hard cock.

“Oh yeah, man. Suck me,” he said, lying back against the tub again.

He watched his cock disappear in and out of the man’s mouth as he bobbed up and down, licking and sucking on it, trying to make it fill his mouth with it’s hot come. As he closed his eyes, he heard a noise beside him. Opening them again, he turned his head and found another black, hard cock, level with his mouth. Without looking up, he opened his mouth and let the black cock slide across his tongue. He reached out with one hand and pulled the buns of the young man towards him and took all of him inside his wet mouth.

His cock was starting to twitch in the man’s mouth and he felt himself explode inside him, spewing his hot come into his throat, making him swallow fast and often. As the man licked him and sucked all the come out of him, he concentrated on the hard firm cock between his lips. The young man started to slowly thrust his cock in and out of his mouth and he let him fuck his face.

After a few minutes, he felt it twitch and then a hot load of bitter sweet come crossed his tongue on its way down his throat. He swallowed it all and sucked on the cock, trying to empty it into him. After the young man stopped moving, he let his cock slide out of his mouth. He looked at the man and then at his son.

“You just didn’t get enough, did you?” the man asked.

“No, I guess not,” he answered.

“Well, your cock felt good in my mouth and I wouldn’t mind feeling it in my ass, if you want to fuck me,” he said, smiling at him.

He looked up at the young man who was still standing beside him. He was slowly rubbing his growing cock with his hand and he smiled down at him.

“I wouldn’t mind,” he said slowly, watching for the reaction on the man’s face.

“You just lay there and let me do all the work,” the man said as he got up and turned around, straddling his knees and lowering himself over his hardening cock. He watched the man spread his legs wide open so his ass hole was fully exposed and watched as he lowered himself down until the head of his cock was resting against the man’s opening. He felt the hardness of the man’s splinter give way and felt a sudden hot feeling as his cock entered the man’s ass.

“Oh, that feels good,” the man said as he lowered himself further onto his cock. “Yes, you have a great cock for fucking. I want it all inside me. I want to feel you fuck me and fill me with your hot come.”

He watched his cock disappear inside the man’s ass until all he could see was the man’s ass and his crotch hair, intermingled.

“Oh yeah. Fuck me,” the man said as he started to raise himself up the length of his hard cock. “Yeah, that feels good.”

The man started to pump his body up and down on his hard cock, filling his canal with its thickness.

“Oh yeah, that it. Fuck me,” he said, almost pleading him to continue.

All he could do was lay back and enjoy it as the black man was pumping his body up and down faster and faster on his hard cock, impaling himself every time to the fullest.

The water in the tub was splashing against the walls as the black man continued fucking himself on his hard cock.

“Oh god, that feels good.”

He watched the man sit right down on his cock as he felt the first spurt of his come, spew up into him.

“Fill me. Fill me with your hot come,” the man yelled as he felt his cock exploding inside him. “Oh yeah, fuck, that feels good.”

The man sat on him until he was finished coming then stood up and turned around.

“That felt great,” he said, smiling down at him. “You can fuck me anytime you want.”

“What about me?” the younger man suddenly said, surprising both men. “Can I still fuck you Pop?”

The man smiled at his son and nodded.

“Sure you can, son but his cock felt so good deep inside me. Maybe he can fuck you too so you can feel how great his cock is.”

He looked down and smiled again at him.

“My son likes to fuck me as often as he can but I’m sure he would enjoy having you fuck him. Maybe in a little while, you can fuck him and make him feel your great cock inside him. What do you think?”

“Ok, I’ll try,” he said looking at the young man. “Can you wait for a little while, though.”

The young man nodded and turned to his father.

“Come on Pop. I need your ass right now.”

He watched the black man get out of the tub and walk out of the room. He heard the grunt from him as his son’s cock entered his ass, impaling him on it. He got out of the tub, wanting to watch the two. As he entered the kitchen, he found the black man on his knees, his son pumping his long black cock in and out of the man’s ass as fast as he could. He watched the man’s cheeks shake as the cock pounded in and out of him, coming suddenly. The young man grunted loudly and ground himself against his father’s ass, holding himself still against him, filling his ass with his hot come, mixing it with his. After a few minutes, the young man pulled his still hard cock out of his father’s ass and turned towards him.




A Dream



“See, Pop loves a hard cock up his ass. I love to fuck him and he loves me to do it.”

He smiled at the young man and found him staring at his groin. He looked down and saw his cock was standing straight out in front of him, water slowly dripping of it, pooling on the floor.

“You look like you’re ready too,” the young man said. “Maybe you can fuck me now?”

He walked over to the young man and spun him around. Leaning against him, he made the young man hold onto the table for support and aimed his hard cock at his hole, thrusting into the young man in one movement.

The young man gasped as he felt the hard cock slide up his canal until it filled him completely.

“You’re right Pop. He does have a great cock for fucking and he does feel good inside me.”

He started to thrust faster and the young man leaned forward more, giving him access to his ass hole completely. As he thrust in and out of the young man’s ass, the black man sat and watched, slowly pumping his now hardening cock. Finally, he felt his cock spurt hot come up into the young man.;

“Oh yeah, that’s it. Fill me with your hot come. Come on, fuck me harder.” The young man yelled as he continued pumping his hot come inside him. He finally finished and pulled his spent cock out of the young man’s ass. It came out with a slight pop and the young man, immediately turned around and swallowed it all, licking and sucking on it, cleaning it. After a few minutes, he stood up and smiled at him.

“Thank you. That felt great. Pop was right. Your have a great cock for fucking.”

He smiled at the young man and then turned, going back into the bathroom. He slowly dressed himself and started towards the doorway.

“You shouldn’t be driving in your condition,” he heard the black man say. “Why don’t you stay for a while and rest. You can continue later.”

He stopped and turned around, looking at the two smiling black men.

“Maybe I should rest for a while,” he said, smiling back at them.

He walked back to them and they settled down into some chairs, the two black men still completely naked and helping him out of his clothes again. Soon he was cock deep inside the black man again as the young man, fucked him from behind, his cock sliding easily in and out of his ass. What had started out to be a miserable day, a shocking, hurtful day, now was turning into a rewarding day, a day that he would remember for a long time.

When he finally left them, he promised he would return. As he drove away from their house and to the road, he looked across at the rest area and smiled. Who would have thought that a simple stop would lead to so much more? His grin stayed on his face for a long time as he drove along, remembering the feeling of the many cocks that had fucked him that day.



A Dream



I'm not very good at all this fantasy stuff... I'm not the most sex-driven guy in the world but I still hold this little hope in my heart (and maybe in my head somewhere) that sometime I could share the most wonderful and amazing day and evening together with somebody who returned all I felt for them and who gazed at me the same way as I did at them. It would go something like this...

I would wake up gently, slowly to sun light streaming through the gap in my curtains into my room, flooding it with a warm glow, matching the glow inside me... my clock would only read 7 or 8 in the morning, but I wouldn't mind it being so early - it just means I get to spend more time in bed lazing around and grinning stupidly. See, I have the most amazing girl in the planet, this morning I've woken up alone, but it doesn't matter because i can lie there with my eyes closed, stupid grin on face and still smell her soft smell on the sheets surrounding me, still see her huge beautiful eyes, still see her amazing smile. I lie like that for a long time, just thinking, basking in my own happiness of what an amazing life I've had dealt to me and how lucky I am.

Eventually I get up, but not before I'm ready, stupid grin still on my face, I throw back the sheets and literally bounce out of bed, excited at what today might contain. Pottering down the hall in my boxers and t-shirt (I always sleep like that) I can feel the cool air on my legs and arms, it's a wonderful day to be alive and as I walk through the dinning room and into the kitchen, I look out the window and see what a beautiful day it really is outside, not just in my head, the sky is clear, the morning still crisp from the cool night and it's just beginning to get hot outside. I love the summer.

Grabbing a glass of juice and a bowl of cereal I unlock the backdoor and embrace the morning face-on, walking down the steps and onto the patio to sit in the sunlight and eat, looking out across the valley and at the mist that still slowly swirls in the bottom where the sun hasn't yet quite reached. I eat my breakfast, surrounded by the birds singing and the sounds of the village awakening, across the valley I see people start to emerge from their houses, all of them smiling at the beautiful day ahead of them; but mine's going to be even better than their's. I'm going to get to see her again today and I literally cannot wait.

It's a feeling that I've never felt before, at least, never with anybody else before, I'd always sworn I'd know when I was in love, and I know it now, there isn't any yearning for her to be with me all day, only a need to share every detail of my day with her when I do see her, to watch her smile that incredible smile again and to make me feel amazing.

I go back inside, leaving the door open to let the air into the house as I grab a towel and head for the bathroom, i shower quickly, deliberately keeping the water cool and refreshing as I later up and rub shower gel into my body, making sure I'm clean; my skin tingling, the air hitting me again as I climb back out of the shower and head for back to my bedroom, leaving wet footprints down the hallway carpet. Once back in my room I throw back the curtains, letting all the light into my room, opening the window wide and drying quickly before diving into my wardrobe trying to choose what to wear. Since it's mid-summer the choice isn't exactly hard - It's going to have to be shorts, no matter how stupid they make me feel and I throw on a pair and pick out a light t-shirt.

I leave the house not long after, leaving the front door to close itself and listening out for the click of the latch as I walk away (only once has it not clicked on it's own and I’ve had to go back to it), taking in deep breathes of the air, I walk up the driveway and head down the road, allowing me another view of the countryside surrounding me, the mist has started to disappear from the nooks of the hillsides now, as the sun starts it's climb up into the sky.

I meet her not far away the walk isn't hard, it's nice and I feel a skip in my step as I anticipate seeing her again, everything's so perfect and I decide to walk beside the canal instead of by the road most of the way, watching the ducks and swans as they cut across the mirror-like surface of the water. When I arrive she's already waiting, sat on a park bench under the shade of a tree, her sunglasses pushed up into her hair, holding her hair away from her porcelain face, her nose buried into a book, her legs pulled up under her, she doesn't even see me approaching as I walk around in a big circle to approach her from behind.

Slowly walking up she doesn't notice me at all until my hands are gently over her eyes, my lips brushing her ear as I whisper, "guess who" and gently kiss her neck. The feeling is electric as she drops her book into her lap and reaches her neck backwards, looking backwards straight into my eyes and we kiss again, our mouths gently touching, opening, tongues entwining, everything else just disappears as our eyes close and our bodies come together in an embrace that could have lasted forever.

Slowly our moths pull apart, my hands moving from around her to cradle her face as I gaze back into those eyes..taking in everything, the smell of her hair, the feel of her skin against mine...

"Hello" she simply says as we kiss again. I come around the bench then, taking her hand and picking her up off the bench, putting her book back into her bag and she slings it across her shoulders, the strap running diagonally across her chest, pushing across her amazing body. I catch myself staring, she looks amazing, her face and body radiates, threatening to push out of the little shorts and top she's wearing, her stomach peeking out... she looks amazing.

We walk then, hand in hand, with a lightness in our step that I've only ever experienced beside her, we skip across the stepping stones and into the village, walking past the grocery stall, the smell of fresh fruit catching in my nose, my senses ablaze, then we walk past the flower stall. I send her quickly onwards to the cash machine. She needn't, she knows we're not going anywhere that she's going to need money but it gives me the ideal chance to quickly pick out a rose for her - the biggest, deepest red I've ever seen, quickly taking it inside, still feeling slightly shy although I've bought roses for her from here so many times before, as I hand it to the woman at the counter and she wraps it up, looking at my knowingly.

I walk back out of the shop and into the sun, I can smell the rose, intoxicating as I turn the corner and quickly hide it behind my back, a sly smile spreads across my face as I approach her again, she knows exactly what I've done and smiles at me as I approach, a glint in her eye as I produce it from behind me with a flourish and she swoons, acting surprised and her eyes light up yet further, the smile threatening to leave permanent stretch marks as she takes it from me and throws her arms around my neck again, thanking me. She pulls away, looking down into the small token of my love for her, smelling it just as I had, and then throwing her arms back around me and thanking me again as we kiss, holding each other.

We spend the day in the open air, walking around hand-in-hand with silly smiles on our faces, we stop at a tiny cafe for lunch, sitting on a table outside and watching the other couples walk past, content in the knowing that no matter how happy those people are, it's not a scratch on how we feel together.

We then walk out of the village and up into the hills, taking a small path upwards to the top of the world, up where you can see for miles. We chat happily, stopping at the idilic spot I produce a blanker from my bag and we sit together, her body snuggled into my side, her head on my shoulder as we sit and watch the world below us. I kiss her hair gently, holding her close and again wondering what it was I ever deserved to have it so good. We spend the rest of the afternoon there, the flower gets put into the top of one of our bottles of water and we just chat and enjoy each other's company. As the afternoon begins to turn to evening we lie together, my arms wrapped tightly around her, looking upwards and waiting for the stars to appear, we kiss as we lie there, up on my hill where nothing could ever come near or ever touch nor harm us and slowly something builds between us.

Our kisses become more intense and she turns to face me as I turn to face her and I feel her hands on me, holding me. My hands venture up inside the back of her top, holding her skin close and gently rubbing the very base of her back, something I know she loves. We hold each other rightly, the light fading as quickly as it had appeared that morning. No words are spoken as my hands and hers begin to wander further, her hands feel cold and wonderful against the skin of my back as she too slides her hands under my top and I stroke her side. Still kissing we push tighter together, the tension starts to build further and I can start to feel myself rising, pushing against her crotch.

She gasps suddenly, pulling back and looking at me, joke mockingly before she kisses me again, pulling her legs around me and drawing me closer to her... Our clothes quickly disappear and I can feel the cooler evening air brushing against as, the breeze bringing with it more passion, I begin to stroke her naked skin, goose pimples appearing on her flesh and her eyes closing tightly. We tease each other as the stars come out, pushing against one another, rubbing together, I can feel it as I harden further, pushing between her, feeling the moisture that's built up there. It keeps going until neither one of use can take it any longer and she pushes downwards, against me and around me as I slide across the blanket and inside her.

Her eyes now clamped tightly shut her mouth opens in a silent gasp and then replaced by a groan of pleasure. I hold it there, teasing her still, letting her get used to me before I slowly start to push in and out of her, my strokes pushing me yet deeper and deeper inside her, her pushing back against me, her hands behind my back, gripping me tightly. Still lying sideways facing one another she moves one of her legs up and underneath me, resting one beneath my body and the other wrapped tightly around my hips. I hold her, our pace gradually increases and her head rolls backwards on the blanket, my mouth finding her neck, her ear, leaving tiny trails of moisture across her creamy, soft skin. She leans back further and I feel her body tighten as I start to hit different spots inside her and my head works it's way downwards, my tongue slowly circling her nipple before I take it into her mount, still slowly stroking in and out of her.

Her breathing quickens as does our pace, and I suddenly feel every muscle in her tighten around me, her hands pulling me back against her, our mouths meeting urgently as she begins to cum, moaning into my open mouth. I slow again, letting her rest slightly before she suddenly pushes me backwards with force and rolls on top of me. She's in complete control now and she rides me, holding her body close to mine, I hold her sides, stroking her back, her sides, her chest, kissing her neck, the pace quickens again and the animal inside us both is released and we push against one another, pulling quickly away and together again, my eyes now clenched tightly closed as I hold her breast, my other hand stroking it's way down until it's hold her arse and I feel her hot lips on my neck, kissing me frantically all over, the ghost remaining on my skin after every kiss, our breathing quickens, panting as one, the end comes suddenly, I feel my body clench tightly together and I hear her groan loudly, completely unabashed at our relative publicness we cum together, colours shooting through my mind as the entire world explodes and I feel my hot cum shooting up inside her as her pussy tightens around me, her hot breathe on my neck as she collapses on top of me.

Sometime later she gently rolls back off me, snuggling up besides me as we gently kiss again, holding one another and looking upwards into the clear night's sky, out breathing settles, our sense return and we soon begin to feel the slight chill of the summer night upon our bare skin. Reluctantly we part, collecting together our clothes we play a game of dressing on another, and having just made love on top of the world, we descend again from our place in the heavens and walk, arm in arm, back to my house and back to my room.

Candles are lit and we cook together, me spending a lot of my time stood behind her as she prepares the meal, my arms wrapped around her body and my head buried in the back of her neck I collect her hair and push it behind her neck to give me easier access.

Once we've eaten out meal, the candles throwing shadows across the room, we collect the bottle of wine from the fridge where it's spent the past twenty-four hours chilling and go upstairs into the lounge to watch a film. Curled up on the couch together nothing could be more perfect, I sit, with her lying, her head in my lap, glasses at the ready and just enjoy the film together. At one point during the film there is a sex-scene and, of course, I react, not helped at all by her pushing her head gently in seductive circles against my lap. She rolls, turning to look up into my face and grins mischievously as she rolls again, this time to nuzzle her mouth and nose directly downwards. I can feel myself stiffening again at this attention and she mouths through my jeans at the ridge of hardness appearing and running slightly down one of my trouser legs. Without really knowing how it happened, she suddenly has her hands by her head, tugging my fly down and, raising her head only long enough to give me a lingering kiss she dives down and takes me into her mouth.

I can't help but moan in surprise aswell as pleasure as I feel her hot mouth enveloping me, her tongue flicking around the ridge of my head and she pulls back up again ever-so-slowly, her hands pulling my foreskin right back as her mouth makes a seal around the very tip of my cock, just holding it there, teasing me horribly and just when I think it's all too much she drives back down again, her head bobbing up and down frantically, hands working my shaft. Just as I begin to feel my muscles clench up again she slows down and stops completely, lifting her head away and looks up at me, that cheeky little grin still looking up at me as she gets off the couch and stands up, slowly she undresses before me and then turns away, walking down the stairs and towards the other end of the house. I quickly follow suit, tearing off my clothes and chasing after her. I catch up with her, putting my hands on the back of her hips as she walks and pushing my hard-on against her, but she keeps on walking down the hall, and turns into the bathroom, next I hear running water and the clunk as the plug goes it.

I horridly rush to my room and collect together the remainder of my tea-light candles and grasp a lighter, rushing back to the bathroom, already filled with steam and masses of bubbles rising over the sides of the bath. I dot the candles around, putting them on the edge of the bath, in the loo lid, in the sink and across the shelf, lighting them as I go and I pull the light chord, plunging the room into darkness and I close the door. I climb into the bath in front of her, sitting with bubbles up to my chin, and look at her again in the flickering candlelight, her face framed by the darkness around us and her face glowing. We look at one another, and our hands meet under the water, holding one another. We wash together, I washing her and her soaping up and cleaning me.

After a long time of this, and of just sitting there in the warm water together I feel her hand appear again under the water, stroking me teasingly gently before I can't take it anymore and I pounce on her, pushing her up and onto the side of the bath and plunging my head between her legs. Only, I don't do it. I suddenly stop my head, inches short of reaching it's target and slowly extend my tongue, just running it over the very surface of her. I can see she's already excited but I keep doing this, barely even touching her with my tongue as I run it up and down the length of her. I can feel her squirming and I quickly change tactics and bury my heads in her, my tongue flicking frantically at her clit, and then suddenly slowing down again, rolling it around with my tongue before trailing it back down to her hole and up again, suddenly quickening again. Her hands clamp onto either side of my head, willing me to stop playing with her and how could I say no? My hand comes up from beneath me out of the suds and I slowly place it against her hole, again licking her slowly before pushing it deep inside her and quickening my licking again. She tenses and I slow again, introducing another finger and I start to move them in and out of her, licking at the same time until she tenses again and this time I let her, her hands tightening against my skull and her pussy clenching tight as she cums onto my hands and face, I eagerly lick it up before moving backwards and letting her slide back into the bath water for a cuddle.

We get out soon afterwards, blowing out the candles as we go and head into my room where I've already set up the rest of the candles and I light them one by one as she stands there shivering slightly in the cold. I walk back to her in her towel (and me in mine) and rub her down, holding her close as I do this, her head resting gently on my shoulder. Once she's dry I step back, her towel which is now only being held up by our bodies squeezing together, falls away and I see her body in the candle-light, I step back to her and hug her, allowing my towel to fall away aswell and we hold one another, standing together naked and in bliss.

Taking control I push her gently backwards onto the bed and reach onto the windowsill where I've had a bottle of babyoil sitting all day being heated by the sun, she sees me reaching for it and with a little yelp of glee she rolls over and buries her face into the pillows, waiting for me to begin. I deliberately take longer than I should and she begins to wiggle again, and instead of using my hands I run my tongue down her spine, sending shivers clearly down her. I then straddle her back; leaning on top of her and kissing her shoulders and neck, working my way down and back up again.

As soon as she starts to moan I stop completely, teasing her again and then starting all over. She starts to make too much noise so I stop, instead getting the babyoil onto my hands and rubbing them together quickly to heat them up before oh-so-gently placing them onto the bare skin of her back. She sighs loudly and I proceed to massage her, starting at her shoulders and working my way down and then back up again. I can feel her skin quiver beneath my hands and know this isn't just relaxing her. Still i continue, reaching for more babyoil and making her wait and relax...

After almost an hour of this, and as the candles begin to dim and die, she rolls over, her outstretched arms beckoning me to her and we make love in the faint light, out bodies entwining and pulsating, my body pushed down against hers as we become one, a single entity in our own bubble of love.

It seems to last forever and the build-up is slow and steady, slowly closing in on the end together, our breathing, again quickening and her legs come up from beneath me, pushing up and over my shoulders and pulling her arse into the air as I push into her, rubbing against her insides and watching her face as her eyes close and her bottom lip disappears into her mouth, chewing on it as she pushes back against my thrusts, not even trying to contain her screams. We cum together as one, both moaning and groaning at the same time, both clenching and grasping one another tightly as the feeling over-powers us and we both collapse together “Happy valentines” I whisper as I stroke her hair. She lazily smiles and, curling up together on the bed in each others arms, we slowly drift off to sleep to wake up the next morning to the sun streaming through the crack in my curtains and the birds singing in the tree outside, only this morning I won't be waking up alone and there'll be no bouncing out of bed this morning.. Atleast, not until long into the afternoon.



A Dream About My Loving Master



So I had a dream about you last night. Probably one of the most amazingly hot dreams I've ever had about you and I just had to tell you about it.

I dreamt I was in my bed and asleep, incidentally dreaming of us together and we had been in a hotel room. It was scattered with lots of sex toys and restraints with our clothing on the floor, but we were on the bed making love, slowly and sensually after having had some pretty wild fun. 

By this point I was slowly waking up feeling very aroused, but I could feel a warm hand under my panties...fingers slowly moving inside me and a thumb rolling around my clit. Feeling extremely turned on and yet alarmed, my eyes shot open to find you there... laying next to me and grinning. I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing and thought I must have been still asleep. I didn't have time to be shocked. Without even a single word, your mouth was on mine capturing me in a deeply passionate kiss and making me realise I really was awake. All I could do was surrender to you - your inexplicable presence in my room, in my bed, arousing me in every sense of the word.

I turned myself towards you just as you thrust your fingers even deeper inside me, making me gasp and moan. All kinds of questions were running through my mind but unable to utter anything that made any sense, I kissed you back just as passionately, overcome with the sheer happiness of having you here with me and feeling your touch. Tears started flowing from me and you kissed them off my cheeks so sweetly while you softly whispered to me, telling me you loved me and needed to be here with me, all the while making me moan and quiver from your touch. My clit throbbing in a build up to a blissful orgasm, my moans getting more frantic in your ear while you softly kissed my neck. I was right on edge, about to cum around your fingers when you suddenly pulled them out of me, pushed me onto my back and got up to straddle me. You sat there for a second, enjoying the taste of my juices on your fingers and staring down at me with lust in your eyes. You then grabbed my hands and pushed them to the bars on the head of my bed, telling me to hold tight and not let go under any circumstances. Testing my obedience and self restraint.

I watched you stand to undress and I couldn't help but notice how big and hard your cock was, I was salivating with desire for you and pleading with my eyes. You were watching my every movement and reaction as you walked back to me. You pulled my legs wide open and without hesitance you brought down your hand hard to slap my pussy, then again and again, and a fourth time, making me cry out with the pain of each searing stinging slap. I watched through teary eyes as you got back onto the bed, lifting my legs up to your shoulders while your eyes were fixed on mine. I tried to blink away the shock from my eyes while just at that very second, you thrust your rock hard cock deep inside my aching pussy and just held yourself there while my back arched and I cried out with pleasure. You leaned in hard against me to force your cock deeper, making me groan loudly. You had a serious expression on your face and just simply said "you're mine forever, mine alone", and all I could do was whimper my elated submission to you before you started furiously pounding into me, fucking me harder than I ever imagined possible. My shocked gasps turned to moans and then groans, being relentlessly fucked harder and deeper than I ever expected. Orgasm after orgasm ripped through my body but you kept going, demanding more from your sub. My desperate groans turned to lust filled screams for my Master, my everything.

Everything became a blur and the next thing I knew, I woke up with a jolt while laying on my front. I realised I must have blacked out. The searing stinging slap I just felt on my ass was your belt. You were punishing me for not staying awake for my Dom. I had officially misbehaved in my duty as a submissive and I was being taught a lesson. My wrists were cuffed this time to the bars I had been holding onto before. Another crack from your belt on my ass making me scream, and another, and another....and then in rapid succession you punished me with a further 6 cracks across my now bright red ass. The stinging was almost unbearable as I lay there with a tear stained face. It was then I felt your lips softly kissing each painful welt you had bestowed on me. Calling me your good little sub in between each kiss to console me. I had taken my punishment well. I felt your hands softly caressing the tops of my inner thighs while your fingertips lightly grazed along my soaking pussy lips causing me to whimper with pleasure, making me crave my Master. 

You uncuffed my wrists and gently helped me up off the bed to envelope me in a warm and loving embrace, instantly stopping my body from shaking and making me feel protected and adored. After several minutes I could feel your cock getting hard against me while you held me close, softly kissing around my face and neck. I felt your teeth playfully pull at my ear and my eyes closed at the sound of your voice whispering to me... just one simple word and I knew it was a command from my Dom. "Suck". Without hesitance I pulled out of your embrace and got down onto my knees with my hands behind my back. Your cock was so hard, standing ready for me to follow my order. I looked up at your lovingly reassuring expression and softly took the head of your cock in my mouth, licking, softly sucking and kissing, worshipping its taste as my mouth salivated around it. I slid the tip of my tongue up and down the shaft, stopping each time upon reaching the head to envelope it with my lips and lovingly kiss it. 

Looking back up at you, your expression softened and I could hear your breath shaking under the touch of my lips and tongue. Desperate to please my Master further, I closed my lips hard down over the head of your cock, rolling my tongue over it before sliding my lips slowly down the shaft and taking your cock deeper into my warm mouth. Your eyes closed and you moaned in response, calling me a good girl and filling me with pride. Turning my full attention back to your cock I could now feel it hit the back of my throat, making me swallow against it and take you all the way in. I forced my tongue out to get you in deeper and feeling delighted with my efforts I slid the tip of my tongue over your balls, awarding me with a strained groan of pleasure. I felt your hands hold the back of my head, keeping me there while you thrust against me, making me choke against you and swallow hard. I pulled my tongue back in, sliding it around your shaft as you started thrusting into my throat harder, making me cough and splutter against your cock and arousing us both even further. 

Suddenly you pulled my head back by my hair, taking your cock out of my mouth with strings of saliva and pre-cum connecting us. I licked my lips as you pulled me to my feet and bent me over the bed, holding my hands behind my back with one hand and grabbing my hair with the other. You called me your good little sub just as you thrust your rock hard cock deep inside my pussy once again, making me cry out and beg my Master to fuck his little sub hard, to which you obliged. You pounded me so hard while pulling my head back by my hair and making me feel thoroughly owned in every way. Orgasm was building up fast and you could hear it through my groans, my cries, my screams of lust, making you fuck me even harder and faster. I got lost in sensation and my orgasm ripped through my body, scattering my emotions and making me cry out with lust and desire and immense pride at being owned by such an amazing Master. You kept fucking me relentlessly as I came against your cock more and more, each time my groans weakening with exhaustion. 

I felt you thrusting harder into me than before and making me scream as you groaned and cried out, cumming hard inside me and filling me with my reward. You released my hands and hair and laid down, pulling me back to your chest while staying buried inside me. Your arms around me and holding me close, kissing my neck and whispering how much I please you and that you're proud of your little sub. I can't hold back the satisfied smile on my face while I tell you how much I adore my Master. 

Your hands roam over my sensitive skin while softly blowing and kissing on the back of my neck, earning little moans of pleasure from me. I feel myself start to drift off, but then you start to move slowly inside me stirring my arousal once again. You hold me tight against you as you slide one hand down to my now overly sensitive clit and start to roll your finger and thumb around it, making me gasp and groan aloud. This spurs you on as you quicken your pace inside me, fucking me harder while I'm unable to move. Your desperate grunts and groans of pleasure against my ear sends shivers tingling through me, causing me to convulse in your embrace as an orgasm rips through me and keeps going. You rubbing my clit hard and fucking me deep driving me crazy, my cries of lust making me sound like a woman possessed. I feel you tense up and thrust into me hard, cumming deep inside my already drenched pussy and biting down on my shoulder making me squeal out. 

Your grip on me loosens and you slip out of me, leaving me exhausted and thoroughly fucked. I turned to look at you and you were already asleep, with a satisfied smile on your face.



A Dream Assignment



I just could not believe my luck when my editor asked me to do an article on "alternative lifestyles". Having an ongoing curiosity about BDSM, I decided that research should be first hand, and dressed in over the knee black leather boots with six inch heels, a short, tight black leather skirt and a red lace push-up bra under an open black leather jacket, I fit right in with the crowd at The Dragon's Nest, a fetish club in the heart of the city. Although nervous, I had gone alone, afraid that a companion might distract me.

I wondered what type of people would go to a fetish club and was somewhat chagrinned to see the cars outside and the "regular" people entering the place. But inside, just past the change rooms (yes, that's right! Guests dressed in their street clothing and brought their outfits with them!) I was amazed! Wow! People were dressed in all sorts of strange and wonderful clothing. Like me, many were in black leather -- some in full gear from complete helmet to boots while others wore much smaller pieces. There were lots of people in rubber or latex, so tight you could count the body freckles, and there were even adult babies and guys in drag. I saw several naked bodies go by, both male and female -- a few wearing dog collars being led by leashes. I was fascinated! Listening to the gothic music, so loud with a primal beat that seemed to cause my heart to thump faster and the blood to pulse in my genitals, I felt invigorated! Dim lights and dry ice offered a wonderful, smoky atmosphere, which swirled with each passing body and the place was crammed with people. So, I was not the only curious one!

At intervals around the room, there were "stations" set up, each offering a different voyeuristic look at BDSM. At one, a young woman was strapped naked to a large wooden X, known as a St. Andrew's cross. Facing it, she was attached by a leather waist harness, which also tightly held her wrists. Her ankles were cuffed to the device but kept apart by a metal rod, known as a spreader bar. On a side table lay an odd assortment of devices -- leather whips, paddles, riding crops and other instruments of torture, being reviewed by a man in black leather.

He chose a heavy multi-tailed whip, and approaching the girl, he let the tails gently caress her back and buttocks. Whispering as he walked around behind her, he touched every inch of exposed flesh with the softness of the leather. Stepping back, he raised his hand and snapped it, just letting the tips of the whip touch her ass. She flinched slightly, but the touch was so light that it could not have done more than sting a little. He continued, but I noticed that each "caress" was administered with a little more effort until finally, he was using the full brunt of the flogger. Occasionally, he would stop and feel between her legs, then bring his fingers up to her lips, allowing her to taste her nectar, which seemed to flow so freely. The captive's ass was turning a lovely shade of pink, and I could feel my own wetness as I watched and secretly longed to trade places.

A tightly packed crowd of gawkers and onlookers gathered around, and soon, my view was obscured. I could barely see the top of the cross over the broad shoulder of the tall black gentleman in front of me. I stood on tiptoes, but it didn't help one iota. Just as I was about to give up, the man in front of me looked over his shoulder at me. His eyes caught mine for a moment, and they held me still with their raw power. A smile spread across his dark handsome face, and he said in a deep gentle voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to block your view." And then he took my hand, and nudged me in front of him, where I could see the show unhindered. The girl on the St. Andrew's cross was moaning in equal measure of pleasure and pain, as her Master cruelly flogged her ass.

I turned back to the man who had so gallantly let me stand in front of him. "Thank you," I said, still holding his hand, "my name is Morgan."

"Dominick," he said with a nod, and kissed my hand. I felt my skin flush as he did this. He was quite the attractive man, with close-cropped hair, and a thin mustache and goatee. His skin almost as dark as the black leather vest he wore, and he exuded power and sex. "And this is Sinclaire," he said, indicating the lovely woman to his right.

She was about my height, five six, with pale skin and jet-black hair, cut pageboy style, heavy black eye-makeup around hazel eyes, and bright red lipstick. Her small, perky tits were bare, as she wore nothing but a leather bikini bottom, and a studded leather collar, clasped with a tiny silver padlock. She spoke in a heavy French accent when she smiled and said, "It is nice to meet you. Have you been here before?"

"No, this is my first time," I answered. We made small talk, while the man in front of the cross delighted his bound lover. He discarded his flogger, and unchained her from the cross, only to turn her around, and shackle her again, with her back to it. Taking a lit candle from a nearby candelabra, he began dripping the molten wax over her breasts, as she fought feebly against her bonds, moaning loudly the whole time. My panties were soaked by the time he picked his flogger back up, and resumed the whipping. Keeping the leather tails in constant motion, he struck her thighs, belly and breasts in a criss-cross pattern, leaving little pink Xs behind.

"Oh, that looks like fun," I said between sighs.

Sinclaire smiled broadly, "It is fun. Have you never been whipped?"

Shaking my head, I explained that while I'd often thought about it, I'd never had the opportunity, or a willing partner.

"Oh, Dominick, ask her to join us," she said excitedly, her nipples getting visibly harder.

Turning to me, Dominick grinned. "You are more than welcome, if you'd like to try it out."

"Well," I said blushing, "it would certainly help my research."

"Research?"

I went on to explain exactly why I was there, and assured them that I would not use full names in my article.

"I'm a firm believer in the freedom of the press," said Dominick when I finished babbling. "So, would you like to be bound, naked and helpless, and whipped for everyone here to see?"

I looked around the room, decided, "What the Hell?" and got to my quivering knees in front of Dominick. "Would you be my Master for the evening?" I pleaded.

"It would be my honor, Morgan," he answered, and helped me to my feet.

"This will be so much fun!" exclaimed Sinclaire, hugging me exuberantly.

Dominick explained to me about "safewords", and told me not to hesitate to use them, if things got to be too much for me. I nodded in understanding, and he told me to repeat my safewords.

"I say 'Yellow' if I need for you to slow down. 'Red' if I'm terrified, and need to stop and be untied. And I use 'Green' if I've used one of the others, to mean I've changed my mind, and to keep going."

"Very good. I'll go easy on you, since you're new to this, and we'll find your limits gradually."

I tried to protest: to tell him not to hold back. I didn't want him to think I was a wimp. But he held firm, telling me not to try to take more than I could. The safewords, he explained, were used for very good reasons.

Breathing heavily with nervous anticipation, I let Dominick lead me out onto the floor. He carried an overnight bag, which was full of all sorts of lovely toys. He laid them out on a table, and ordered Sinclaire to strip and then to strip me, which she did, slowly and sensually, while the whole room watched. Kissing the front panel of my lacy red g-string bikini panties before slipping them down to the floor, she left me in only my boots. I'd never been naked in front of more than one person before, let alone a huge crowd of strangers, and I felt shy and sexually excited at the same time.

Dominick also stripped for the crowd. He ditched his shirt, boots, and pants, and stood before us in only his vest and a black leather g-string, which barely contained his massive cock. 'Delicious' was the only word I could think of to describe him. Approaching us boldly, he wrapped his fingers in Sinclaire's hair, tilted her head back roughly, and kissed her full pouty lips, probing her mouth with his tongue. And when he did the same to me, I nearly lost my footing. Collapsing against his chest, I surrendered myself to him and his deep, passionate kiss.

"Stand back to back," he ordered us, when he finished the kiss. We complied immediately, and Sinclaire held my hands, intertwining her fingers with mine. Circling us slowly, Dominick began swatting us with a velvet rope flogger. I was expecting pain from the beginning, but this whip was obviously not designed for pain, but pure sensation. It was so soft, and when it hit my flesh, it was like being kissed by a Summer breeze. Sinclaire squeezed my hands, as the soft flogger struck her, and her sighs were in perfect harmony to mine. We were ordered to face each other, and again, Sinclaire took my hands, as Dominick flogged us with the velvet rope. He covered both of our bodies at least three times in entirety, waking up our nerve endings, bringing them to ultimate sensitivity, and by the time he was done, I was aching for a hard cock in my cunt.

Making us stand back to back again, he cuffed our wrists together with Velcro straps, and tied the velvet flogger around our waists. He kissed us again, and before moving away from me, he whispered in my ear, "are you doing okay, so far?"

"Yes, Sir," I sighed.

Picking up a long riding crop, Dominick moved around us, tapping our bodies lightly with the leather tab at the end of the crop. He smacked my thighs, and I moved them apart. He smacked my breasts, and I moaned, and my nipples grew hard. My pussy was dripping with my honey as he slipped the crop between my legs. I could hear Sinclaire moaning behind me, as Dominick slowly slid the riding crop out from between my legs. Obviously, the crop was sliding across both of our pussies, and it felt as wonderful to Sinclaire as it did to me.

Again and again, the riding crop struck my soft flesh, and with each passing minute, Dominick hit us harder and harder. I nearly screamed with passion as he smacked my swollen clitoris with the riding crop. Oh, it felt so nice! And Sinclaire's soft body, rubbing up against me from behind, her butt sliding over mine, felt nice as well.

Removing our Velcro cuffs, and the rope at our waist, Dominick had us kneel face to face, with our thighs spread as wide as we could spread them. Ordering us to wrap our arms around each other, he shackled our wrists. Locked in this embrace (literally) I gazed into Sinclaire's eyes. God, she was gorgeous! I'd never been with a woman before, nor ever wanted to, but now I was seriously considering it. Maybe she read my mind, but she leaned in and kissed me deeply, her nipples brushing against mine, sending electric sparks up and down my spine. And, I couldn't believe it; I am the one who made it a tongue-kiss! I pushed my tongue into her mouth, and she met it with her own.

Before resuming our torture, Dominick quizzed me on my safewords, and asked me if I was ready for more. "Yes, Sir," I said. He kissed me, and then Sinclaire, and then Sinclaire kissed me again.

Dominick now used heavy leather cat-o-nine-tails on our tender flesh. He flogged us soundly, while we kissed deeply, pressing our bodies together. I've never felt such splendid pain in my entire life. It hurt like Hell, but I was in Heaven! Dominick beat us savagely and lovingly, and I enjoyed every moment of it! I had to use a safeword once during the entire time, when he managed to strike the exact same spot on my ass twice in succession.

"Yellow!" I winced, and he halted his flogging, kneeling down to examine the spot he'd just struck. Satisfied that he hadn't harmed me, he kissed my buttocks, and resumed my heavenly torment.

Wondering why I'd waited so long to try this, I held Sinclaire in a tight embrace, and moaned loudly as Dominick lashed at my fleshy buttocks with his whip. I was so pumped up -- so wet -- so horny, from this treatment, that I thought I was going to climax just from being beaten. I didn't. But the way I did cum was lovely too!

Dominick paused our whipping to retrieve a new toy from his bag. He made a point of showing us this new toy before using it on us. It was a long, thick, double-headed dildo. My throat went dry when I saw it, and my pussy got (believe it or not) wetter, when I realized what it was for.

Placing it between our bodies, Dominick helped us to slip the dildo into our quivering cunts. We were well lubricated, and the dildo went in easily, and Sinclaire and I began humping against it in unison. I tried to take it all the way in, so that I could rub my clit against hers, but it was just too long. I was, however, able to get clitoral stimulation by rocking forward just a bit.

Dominick stood beside us, and removed his g-string. His cock sprang out, as hard and thick as the fake cock that was even now sliding in and out of Sinclaire's and my pussies. Sinclaire immediately took it into her mouth, and sucked it, slurping noisily, and making little yummy noises. I watched her suck Dominick's hard cock, and pushed harder against the dildo connecting our cunts. She let his cock slip out of her mouth, and smiled at me. Hesitating only a moment, I enveloped his manhood in my mouth, and took him all the way down my throat. We took turns deepthroating his beautiful cock, while impaling ourselves on the double dildo. He didn't let his own pleasure get in the way of giving Sinclaire and me the whipping of our lives, and even as he fucked our mouths, he managed to pound our asses with his flogger, switching it from hand to hand.

Looking down at the dildo buried in my cunt, I followed it with my eyes, to Sinclaire's pretty pussy, then I let my gaze move up her lovely body, to her beautiful tits, and her angelic face. She smiled at me, and I imagined that it wasn't a rubber cock, but Sinclaire actually fucking me, as we shared Dominick's steel rod, and soon I was nearing my climax. Panting and moaning, I tensed up all over, and Sinclaire did the same. We came together, while Dominick fucked her mouth, and as we screamed our pleasure, he pumped a load of thick hot semen into her mouth. He gave us each one final stroke with his flogger, as Sinclaire kissed me, sharing his cum.

Walking me to my car, later, Dominick and Sinclaire kissed me tenderly goodnight, and we exchanged phone numbers with the promise that we'd get together again soon. The next morning, I compiled my notes, and by Monday, I had my article ready for my editor.

He rejected it.

The bastard read maybe three paragraphs, and rejected it out of hand. "Too controversial," he said. More to the point, it didn't show the downside of this "deviant" behavior. Idiot!

I imagine if I'd told every detail of my experience, I would have been fired. No matter. I'm looking for another job, and as soon as I find one, I'm gone.

In the meantime, I'm learning many new and wonderful things about BDSM from my new Master, Dominick and my Sister in Submission, Sinclaire. My wonderful dream lovers.



A Dream Away



The night was warm. Rowan had long been used to the hot and muggy nights of the south, but she still sat outside each night on the porch and waited for the breeze. Rarely ever would it come, but one some nights, sitting there with here nearly sheer cotton gown she would wait, coolly fanning herself under the old willow tree. Tonight the breeze picked up early and she decided to walk. 

The night was clear and brightly shining the way with the glowing full moon overhead. The path was coated with light pebbles gleaming in the night that were smooth and chilled beneath her feet. As she looked around she thought. She reminisced about how it had used to be. Her home was now so far away and she was making her self a new life for herself. She had lived in the small southern town for two years now, but was still alone. She yearned for more. She yearned for someone. Someone to be walking with her, to join her underneath the stars at night, to talk to was what she desired. It hadn’t seemed to happen for her yet. She knew it would though. It had to. Someday it would be her turn again, and this time she would not be hurt. 

Last time she was hurt badly. The love of her life had turned from her and then on the brink of reconciliation, was taken from her. There would never be another chance for them. He was dead. The last time she had spoken to him, it was in anger. She said awful things, she had thrown a glass at the wall, and she was crying. He had known he had hurt her, deeply, and in one last gesture he had reached for her crying body. Tears streamed down her face and she seemed so lost and innocent. She remembered looking into his eyes, the look that was there was so concerned. He seemed so sorry. He seemed so lost. But she was still mad. 

He didn’t care. As she sat, crying still, his face in front of hers, he cupped her cheeks in his hands and gently kissed her forehead. She leaned forward, in her anger she wanted something more. She needed something. She wanted to hit him, to scream, to yell, or to do something. But instead, she found her face closer to his. She was no longer crying and she no longer cared. She saw him, and wanted him only. He sank in and deeply kissed her on the mouth. She gave in as he picked her small body up off the floor and while still kissing her laid her gently on the couch in the living room. From there he bent over her, leaning slightly with his upper body leaning gently against her breasts. He looked down again at her. He never spoke. He just looked deeply into his eyes as he was to her, and she knew she was home. She was no longer angry. She was no longer hurt. Her lip quivered and she feared she would cry again, so she reached up and kissed him again. He was hungry for her. His hands roamed her body as they never had before. She remembered his hands on her breasts, groping and feeling. Her other hand went lower. The patience for unbuttoning pants were gone. She grabbed at them, yanking and tugging. It was too soon, they both knew, but there was no waiting. 

Together they tugged his pants off, and she took his cock in her hand. She felt it hard and swollen. It was already ready, but she was not. He lowered himself and she felt it hard against her belly. With the rest of his body it slipped down and his head was down and looking at her. He slyly smiled at her and thrust open her legs and began to seduce her clit. Slowly his hands moved over her legs while he licked. Moving slightly towards her ass cheeks and finding their way to the hole. He continued to lick while he gently placed pressure on her ass with a finger, wiggling it to loosen her up. She remembered moaning, and wanting more. She writhed her body up and pushed his head into her. When she came back down his finger slid into her ass. She wasn’t embarrassed, long ago, he had taught her that she liked it. And she did. She wanted more. She grabbed on tightly to his hair and thrust herself slightly up and down forcing his finger to rhythmically in and out of her ass. She was close. She needed only a little more and she would be able to come all over him. She would be wet and ready for his large cock to penetrate her. She moaned and he put three fingers in her cunt. She felt stuffed, like it was hard for her to move. A shiver went over her body, and as he pumped his fingers inside of her she planted her hands on the arm of the couch and pushed with him. He entered her as far as his hands would let him and she loved it. She moaned loudly and as she came, his hands were coated with milky come. He came up and licked his fingers. He nibbled her stomach and going further her breasts and her tender nipples, as she still quaked with ecstasy. He was on top of her, and she couldn’t move. She spread her legs further open, waiting for him to enter her. 

He had stopped. He was looking at her. She never knew what he was thinking in that brief moment, and rarely thought about it. It only lasted a minute, but as she quivered with orgasm and anticipation, it seemed like a lifetime. And then he slyly smiled at her again and bent down with his still slightly wet mouth and deeply kissed her. He slid his cock into her quickly, she was so wet. She was hungry for him and she kissed him back, grabbing onto him with her legs as he fiercely pumped into her. Faster and with a pace that she knew he could not hold up for much longer, he went. She moaned and almost screamed. She was so sensitive she could nearly take no more. The room changed colors slightly and her breathing was deep and intense. She bit into his shoulder and raked his back with her short nails. He arched and he was done. He let his come into her, flooding her and mixing with her wetness. He held himself above her for an instant, and then lay down on top of her. He stroked her hair as they both panted from their excursion. They were hot and sticky and some thing more. 

She was no longer angry with him. He was no longer defensive. For the first time in a long time, they were just themselves again. Two people in love and lust for better or for worse. Finally they fell asleep, never saying a word, but knowing that things would be ok. They could talk later. 

When she woke the next morning, he was gone. He had gone out for a run and let her sleep in. She couldn’t allow herself to remember the rest; the horror and the bad news. She liked it best when she remembered the night before as the last time she saw him. She liked to think that he knew what she was thinking. Maybe he did. She liked to think that. 

It had been two years now though. Two years of running away and thinking back. She could allow herself to do it no more. She stopped and looked up at the full moon. She once again felt the stones under her feet and smelled the slightly muggy summer air. She looked up between the trees and smiled. 

“Goodbye, my love,” She whispered and turned around to walk back home. 

And somewhere either in the distance or the back of her mind, she heard the echo back, “Goodbye”.