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An Evening In

By: ministernubis



He was glad that she was in the shower. He was ready to have a little fun with his lover. He sat and pondered all the possibilities that the two of them could do. Suddenly he was brought back to reality by the sound of the shower being turned off. 

He hollered for her to "get her slut ass in the livingroom now". When she heard that she smiled because it meant that he was going to control the activities tonight. She finished drying herself off and walked out to the livingroom with her towel wrapped around her body. When he saw the towel he yanked it from her voluptuous form and told her that he did not tell her to wear anything. Then he pushed her to her knees and pulled his cock from his pants and told her to blow him and it had better be good. He knew that it would be good because she loved giving head and it made her extremely horny. She on the other hand loved it when he took control. She did like oral sex because it made her cunt wetter than anything else.

She took his cock into her mouth and started to suck him off. It pleased her to no end to drink down his salty offering. She moved her head up and down the shaft and cupped his balls in one hand while rubbing her clit with the other. When he saw that she was touching herself he told her that he hadn't told her she could touch herself and ordered her to keep her hands behind her back. Then he grabbed her head in both hands and commenced to fuck her face. He only went in deep enough so his cock hit the back of her throat but not into it. That would make her gag slightly and would detract from her pleasure. He wanted her to enjoy this also. As he slid into her mouth he could feel her tongue working on the head of his cock when she got the chance. Her cheeks were hollowed out with the suction that she exerted on his cock. He could feel his balls begin to tense up in anticipation of release that was soon to happen. He told her that she had better not miss any when he filled her mouth with his semen. A moment later he howled out that it here and suddenly her mouth was being filled with his seed. He could feel her throat contracting as she tried to swallow all of it as it shot from his cock in torrents. She loved this moment, when he was cumming, because it made her feel so powerful as his cock shot off in her mouth and he was at his most vulnerable. When he was done he told her to stand up.

She stood there and waited for him to move first. He took her face in his hands and kissed her lips tenderly. Then he turned her around and forced her to bend over the back of the chair. He told he to grab the arms of the chair and not to let go. He caressed her back slowly till he reached the swell of her ass. Gently he cupped the cheeks of her ass and kneaded them like dough. He then spread them apart and asked her what she wanted. He was told that she wanted his mouth on her cunt and for him to make her cum. There was a pleading tone in her voice as she said this. He knelt down so that his face was level with her ass. 

Leaning forward he ran his tongue from the top of her ass crack down over her asshole and finally through her wet twat and up onto her hard clit. He also brought his fingers into play at this point. With the fingers from one hand he pushed two into her cunt and one into her asshole and started to saw them in and out. His mouth stayed on her clit and whipped it back and forth with his tongue. She was moaning loud and uncontrollably as he removed his mouth and finger from her twat. She begged for him to put them back in her but he laughed and told her to wait and to hold still. He'd be right back. In no time he was back behind her and was pushing her dildo into her cunt. His mouth went to her clit once again ad resumed where he had left off. The moaning commenced almost the moment he slit his tongue up to her clit. He fucked her with the dildo as his mouth kept working at her clit. A finger from his other hand slid back into her asshole and was pumping back there in time to the dildo thrusting in her cunt. Out of nowhere an orgasm started to build quickly and spread through her loins like wildfire. He felt her cunt grasp at the dildo and her ass clutch his finger. Her juices leaked from her pussy and coated his fingers and the dildo.

When her spasms stopped he pulled the dildo from her twat and replaced it with his hard cock. He started to slowly fuck her cunt as he started to slid the slippery plastic phallus into her upturned asshole. Every time he pushed his cock into her pussy the dildo was pushed into her ass. It was like she was being fucked by two hard cocks at the same time. Now her fantasy started to take over. She wanted to have a cock in her mouth at the same time. She removed one hand from the arm of the chair she was bent over and began to suck on her own fingers as though they were a cock. Seconds after her fingers went into her mouth she started to cum again. It was going to be a strong one, as they usually are when all three of her holes are filled with imaginary cock. When it hit it hit hard and lasted a long time. He was right behind her with his own orgasm. He felt shot after shot being pumped from his cock and filling her pussy. There was so much that he could see it cling to his cock as he continued to slide back and forth in her well-lubricated twat.

Afterwards they rested and cuddled on the couch. Since it was soon bedtime the opted to stay naked and see what if anything may develop. After professing their love for each other they both drifted off to sleep

An Evening In



It was a long week for Megan, the days seemed to drag on so slow, but she figured it was just because of the short days of winter. It was the short days and the long dark nights that seemed to always make Megan swell with a kind of nervous tension that would ultimately turn into horniness. It was this horniness that made Megan notice a couple of younger men standing in the next check out line at the grocery store this morning. Perhaps it was this horniness that caused Megan to laps into a quick daytime fantasy about those two young men that she had to shake off when the cashier handed her the change from her purchase. It didn't matter what caused it Megan knew that she was horny, and she needed some relief.

The street lights had just come on, and Megan stood in the front window of her house and thought of how strange it was that at four thirty in the evening it's already getting dark. Just then there was a knock at the door, it startled Megan and she chuckled at herself as she walked to the front door. Upon opening the door she remembered that her kids had a planned a sleep over for the evening with her friend Wendy, and her daughter. This thought of this sleepover slipped Megan's mind, and she was able to chat a bit with Wendy while she got the girls and their accessories together for the sleepover. Wendy had rented movies and wanted to take the girls to get some goodies so there was some urgency in their movement. When Megan closed the door behind them she found herself alone in the quiet confines of her house. Megan got a devilish grin, and quickly plotted for an evening of sex with her husband.

First I have to surprise him Megan thought to herself as she went to the closet and started pulling out the sexy clothing she kept hidden for just such an occasion. Sexy or slutty she queried in her head. "Slutty" she said out loud with a big smile crossing her face. She decided that a movie and some snacks sounded really good, and quickly laid the slutty clothes out on the bed, and headed for her car keys.

At the movie store Megan ran into several people she knew, most of which were just out looking for something to pass the time on this random Friday night. The movie selection was ok, but Megan had fire in her veins, and she wasn't actually interested in watching the movie, just letting it set the mood. With this thought she gathered up a few goodies, and headed for the checkout stand because she knew of just the place to go to get a movie that would do a better job setting the mood.

Megan didn't have to drive very far down the road before she came to the adult video store that seemed to stand out so painfully in front of the old bowling alley, and pawn shop. Megan was always afraid that she might see someone she knows in the store, and that thought alone has kept her from gracing the doorway of the small shop for years. Tonight was no different, as Megan found herself stuck in the seat of her car contemplating the many other ways this night could still go as planned even if she didn't go get a dirty movie. He would give me shit she thought to herself about her husband. If he knew that I wasn't going in for fear of seeing someone "I know, he would give me shit" this time saying it out load to help persuade herself. 

Megan exited her car and walked across the quiet parking lot to the steps of the adult video store. On the front door there was a sign that said "no minors" and someone scribbled below it a picture of a coal miner wearing the typical minor's hat with a light on it. Megan chuckled at the sign, and was happy that it served to nicely break the ice on her way into the store. Megan entered the store and found it to be a lot nicer on the inside than it appeared on the outside. The floors seemed to have pretty new carpet and there was no detectable smell, something she convinced herself that these types of stores would have. Her eyes took in the vast array of porn that decorated the shelves and aisle ways. Megan herd a man say hello, but all Megan could do was smile back at him. She wasn't trying to be rude, she was just nervous. Megan saw the DVD's and made her way to the shelves that would hold the subjects that would peek her husband's interest. As she went through the DVD's Megan started to get aroused by the pictures that were displayed on the back of each DVD. The pictures would have men with such big cocks buried deep into the sexy little pussies of their porn star partners. Each new image would cause Megan to melt just a little bit more into the deep recesses of her brain. Megan was picturing herself as the girl in the movie, and the huge cock was being rammed into her tight little pussy with the kind of reckless abandon she so loved. Megan could feel her pussy getting wet, and she realized that her breathing was getting shallow. Megan quickly grabbed the one that she wanted and headed to the checkout.

Just then the door to shop opened with a clattering of bells that jingled each time the door opened, something Megan knew she hadn't noticed on the way in. Entering through the door was three young men that at first sight of them caused Megan to stop in her tracks. The three young men entering the store were three men that Megan had known for a few years now. Incidentally each of these men had frequented Megan's fantasies for a couple of years now. Megan was panicked by the sight of the three, and quickly retired to an area of the store that was a little more concealing. She watched as the three men walked around looking at the various movies, and adult toys making jokes as they went along. Megan felt liked she was trapped she looked for a way out of the store, but it seemed that no matter how she looked at it she was stuck, and worst of all she was standing in the orgy section of the DVD's with no clear path to the door.

For whatever reason, maybe it was the surrounding, or just her forbidden desire Megan thought about the things she could do to the young men. She thought about how Todd made her feel so important anytime they talked, and how she seemed to be the center of his world when she talked to him. Megan pictured in her mind how Derricks' chiseled hard body would look hovering above her while he plowed into her with his cock. She had seen pictures of Derrick with his shirt off, and even though she had told her husband Derrick didn't look that great she knew how much she wanted to feel his skin against hers. Brett was the loudest of the three in the store, and Megan often thought of how she was attracted to his sexuality. Brett had an air about him that seemed to cause Megan to think dirty thoughts of him.

Megan decided that she needed to just come out of the shadows of the orgy DVD section and try to make her way quietly for the door. Megan had reasoned with herself that even though the three men were just boys to her at 21 they were in fact 21, and that should make them all as adult as they need to be to understand that she is shopping for a DVD for her husband! In an effort to make a quiet and still hasty exit Megan headed for the counter and set the DVD's down as quiet as she could. She could hear the men in separate parts of the store still giggling about movie names like Cram Her vs. Cram her, and When Harry fucked Sally. The store clerk asked Megan if she had found everything she was looking for, and she politely responded yes. 

At this point Brett walked around the corner of a large DVD display stand and saw the sexy woman at the checkout counter. He quietly motioned to his friends to come and take a look at the sight he was taking in.

The three young men all lined up along the same stretch of aisle way to view the woman that just by being where she was made her sexy to them. In an instant Megan blew her cover by turning around one last time to make sure that she had not been spotted by the boys. In a moment of uncomfortable silence their eyes all met. Megan did what she could to smile with an impish attempt at acting embarrassed, and the boys just laughed. Each person knew why the other person was there, and all in one moment of laughter the embarrassment for Megan flew out the window. She smiled at the boys and said "hey what are you guys doing here?", and the boys smiled back, but only Brett spoke saying "no, the question is what are you doing here?" the laughter seemed to kill the uneasiness of the situation and before too long the four of them were talking like they weren't even in an adult store.

The laughter and fun was interrupted when Megan realized her phone was ringing, she looked at the screen and saw that it was her husband, so she motioned for the others to be quiet. Megan answered the phone, and talked quietly so that the boys could not hear her. Her husband was telling her that he had to miss the flight home that evening, so he would be stuck in LA for another day. "Another day" Megan said with a bit of alarm in her voice, but you said you would be home tonight. Megan didn't realize it but the boys could all hear both sides of the conversation. They could hear what she was saying to her husband, and at the same time hear the distant but audible voice of her husband's responses. In an effort to cheer Megan up, and un-knowing of her current situation her husband said that she could always just go crazy with a vibrator tonight. Brett, Todd, and Derrick all looked at each other, and the word vibrator became a hot word that suddenly caused each of them to stir with the thoughts of Megan using the vibrator all alone. 

Megan got off the phone her spirits now visibly broken, and told the guys that she was going to hit the road, and call it a night. By the time she got off the phone the man behind the counter had already rung up her purchase of the DVD, so Megan paid for the movie and headed out the door. When Megan left Todd turned to the other two and announced with no sense of discretion that he knows where Megan lives. "No shit" resounded Brett, and Derrick at the same time, and the three of them laughed at the comment. "You don't understand" Todd went on to say, we can watch that shit from her window. Brett and Derrick just smiled at each other in agreement, and then exited the store in a somewhat reserved haste.

Once back at the house Megan went into her room and decided to go ahead and change into her slutty outfit that was just supposed to be for her husband. Megan decided to go ahead and continue on with the evening that she already had planned, and she slipped the DVD into the DVD player, and turned the TV on. In her haste Megan didnt realize that she had grabbed the DVD that she found in the gangbang section. Megan lit a couple of candles and moved back to her bed to push the start button on the DVD player. 

The movie plot seemed to be a good one, and the idea of it perked Megan right up. In the movie a moving van pulled up to the front of a large mansion, and the lady of the house comes out and starts barking orders to the four men that were moving her furniture in. the woman was tireless and bitched about how long it took the men to get there, and how slow they were to get the truck up the driveway. The men did the best they could to not yell back at the enraged woman, and continued to slowly move the furniture into the house. When it came time to move the huge king bed into the master suite it took all four men to maneuver the bed frame and two large mattresses into the room. Once the bed was in one of the men laid down on the un-made bed and relaxed for just minute, but the bitchy homeowner walked in, and saw this. She screamed at the man to get off of her bed, and to get out of her house. At this point the four men had enough and decided to take action against the angry homeowner. The man that was lying on the bed stood up, and grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around so that she was facing the bed, and then with one slight push was able to force her to the bed. The three other men got the idea, and started to undue their pants. The woman protested the attack, but the man that shoved her to the bed told her to scream all she wants this house is secluded, and no one would hear her for miles. The woman continued to fight the advances until she found herself sitting naked on the bed with four enormous cocks moving in on her.

By the time the movie got to this point Megan had removed her panties, and her pussy was already glistening with the oncoming wetness caused by the arousal she was feeling from the scene taking place in front of her. Megan laid on the bed picturing her in the situation that was taking place on screen, and she couldn't help but think she probably wouldn't protest the treatment at all. Megan decided that she really wanted... no that she needed to get fucked, so she moved over to the closet to retrieve her favorite dildo, and brought it to the bed with her.

Outside the house there was a whole other story going on. Brett, Todd, and Derrick had been parked out in front of Megan's house for about the last twenty minutes. The three of them had been arguing about weather or not they would sneak around back to try to peek through the back window. Derrick told the other two that he wouldn't be a part of their little plan of being a peeping tom. You don't want to go see that Hot Milf, Brett said with a bit of anger in his voice. Yeah she could be fucking herself with a big dildo Todd added with as much of a question in his voice as Brett had anger. Brett got out of the car, and headed to the side of the house and peered over the gate. Todd stayed in the car for a few minutes more while he made sure the coast was clear, and then he bolted across the lawn almost stride for stride with the impressions left in the yard by Brett's steps. The two of them looked back to the car, and Derrick finally couldn't watch as the two were obviously going to leave him behind and go try to take in the show. Derrick quietly exited the car, and closed the door so that no one could hear. In an instant Derrick was now standing next to the other two.

The gate opened and the three were able to enter the back yard without any trouble. The next problem would be to cross the deck without being spotted by the family dog. Brett again went first, and was able to slip past the large sliding back door undetected by the dog. Derrick followed, and then Todd. All three of the young men were now standing just below the large bedroom window. In the shadows Todd spotted a large ladder, so he quietly moved over to retrieve it. The three of them worked together to quietly prop the ladder against the side of the house. Once the ladder was in position Derrick started to walk up the ladder, but Brett grabbed his arm and softly pulled him back down. Brett argued that this whole thing was his idea, so he was going up first. Derrick still apprehensive of the whole idea stepped aside and let Brett slowly move up the ladder.

Once at the top of the ladder Brett peered through the half opened blinds at a site that before this night he could have only dreamed about. Lying on the bed wearing a sexy black silk, and lace piece of lingerie was Megan, and she was glued to a hard core fuck flick that was playing all too loud and clear on the large TV. Brett continued to scan the scene, and he could now tell that Megan was busy playing with her pussy, her fingers were moving slowly against her clit while she stayed mesmerized by what was going on in front of her. Brett's pants immediately showed his cocks reaction to the show he was watching, and he could hear Derrick and Todd whispering their complaints below. He signaled for one of them to come up, and after a quiet scuffle Derrick made his way up the ladder. The two boys were able to stand side by side at the top of the ladder and view the sexy woman that was giving herself pleasure right in front of them. Derrick couldn't contain himself his hard on was straining against the fabric of his jeans, so he unzipped his pants and let his cock fall free from its confines. Brett protested briefly, but then realized the Derrick was just doing what Brett wanted to do. Brett moved back down the ladder and let Todd go up.

As Todd climbed the ladder he came face to face with Derrick's rigid cock, and could see that Derrick was slowly stroking his member. Todd reached the top of the ladder, and could now see Megan lying on the bed slowly fucking herself with her fingers. Oh fuck was all Todd could say, and his cock swelled to an uncomfortable stage in his pants. "Hey guys" Brett quietly whispered up the ladder as he signaled for the two to come back down. Derrick and Todd inched back down the ladder so that they were face to face with Brett. Without even thinking about how dangerous his idea was he whispered to the other two "I say we go in and fuck her". We can't just go in and fuck her Todd said with a bit of concern in his voice. Why not, we know she is home alone, and with that Brett headed back across the back deck towards the gate. "I have to fuck her" was all Derrick could add to the conversation.

The three boys quietly made their way back around to the front of the house. They made their way up the front steps of the house, and before they ever knocked at the front door the dog started to bark. After the first knock there was nothing, but the three knew that Megan was home, so they knocked again. In a bit of a panic Megan put on her bathrobe and headed down to the front door to see who was knocking. When Megan reached for the door lock she could smell her own pussy juices that lingered on her fingers. She slowly opened the door, and as soon as she saw that it was the three familiar faces she opened the door fully to let the three in. When the door was closed the sounds in the bedroom from the movie that was playing on the TV echoed through the house. Megan just smiled, but not a word was spoken between the four. Brett turned and headed up the stairs, and Todd grabbed Megan's hand, and had her follow. Derrick followed, and as they got to the end of the hall Derrick had already maneuvered the bathrobe off of Megan's shoulders and it slid to the floor.

The four of them were now in the bedroom Megan was wearing hardly anything at all, and in addition to the gang bang taking place on the TV, there was also a large dildo sitting on the bed. Todd took the lead and plowed into Megan with his mouth, the two of them kissed with an animal magnetism that Megan needed. Megan could feel Derricks hands caressing her legs up and down her thighs, and up around her ass cheeks. Megan was not wearing any panties, and her pussy was now dripping down her leg. The two boys continue to caress her body while they skillfully remove the little bit of clothing still hanging on to Megan's tight little body. Brett finally breaks the silence and tells the other to bring her over to the bed. Brett reaches over and turns the TV off, and makes a comment about having their own gangbang. Megan lays naked on the bed while the three young men move in on her each one of them removing their clothes with a business like urgency. Brett is the first to get to her, and she raises her head towards his mouth as she desperately needs to kiss someone. Todd moves so that he is kneeling at the head of the bed his cock now hard as a rock and pulsing next to Megan's face. When Megan and Brett separate from their hot kiss Megan sees the cock and brings it to her mouth and starts to suck on Todd's cock like she has never done before. Derrick was at the foot of the bed watching this action until he was completely naked, his hard cock standing strait out in front of him. Derrick moves in on Megan's pussy and starts to slowly lick at the sweet nectars that have been leaking out for the past few minutes. Megan reacts to the tongue on her pussy by arching her back, and reaching out for Brett's cock. Brett moved up to the head of the bed as well, so that he was now on the other side of Megan with his hard cock sitting just inches from the face fucking that Todd is giving her. Megan sees that Brett's big cock is being ignored, so she switches to his cock, while she strokes Todd's member to keep him hard.




An Evening In



Knowing that the young men will cum quickly Megan decides to really turn on the blow job she is giving to Brett, and Todd so that they will cum in her mouth, and then they will last longer when they fuck her. Megan goes back to work on Todd's rod, she strokes his cock from the balls up while she licks and circles the head of the pleasure pole. Todd is responding by moaning loader than the other two boys in the room, and the response helps to motivate Megan, as she starts sucking harder taking the full length of his cock down her throat. Megan starts to massage Todd's balls, and before too long she can feel his balls start to tense up, and she can hear his breaths getting shorter signaling that she was going to get a mouth full soon. Only seconds later Todd lets go of a load of cum that splashes against the back of Megan's throat, Todd bucks once and sends another larger load of cum into Megan's mouth. The second load almost gags Megan, but she is able to fit it all into her mouth, while she still works his shaft and milks the next couple of cum gushes out of his balls.

Todd's cock barely leaves Megan's mouth, and Megan turns to Brett and goes to work on his cock. Brett is larger than Todd and his cock is much harder to get all the way into her mouth, but she is determined to get what she wants out of these boys, so she works his cock partially down her throat. Derrick has been licking her hot wet cunt for about ten minutes now, and she can feel the first signs of her impending orgasm. Each time he licks her hard clit she feels like she is going to explode. Megan tries to block out the pleasure at her pussy and concentrates again on the cock that is filling her mouth. She again starts to stroke the shaft of his dick while covering the upper part of his cock with her skilled mouth. Megan reaches behind Brett and digs her fingers into his ass, and then pulls him into her making his cock fuck her mouth harder, and harder. Megan is still trying to fight off her own orgasm, but Derrick has proven to have a kind of skill on her clit that is making her body betray her. She can feel her massive orgasm building, and she stops Brett from fucking her face just long enough to moan loudly in obvious approval of Derrick's talents.

Going back to work on the cock in her mouth seemed almost impossible since it was so hard to concentrate while such a skilled tongue worked her clit, but Megan needed to taste more cum. She pumped on Brett's cock and sucked the tip of his cock as hard as she could. This proved to be the spot for Brett because within seconds Brett was pumping a hot load of cum all over the inside of Megan's mouth. Megan theorized that it might have been a while since Brett last came because his balls just kept releasing load after load of his jiz into her full mouth. Megan tried to swallow it all, but a little bit escaped the edge of her mouth, and trickled down her chin.

The cum in her mouth was all the reward Megan needed to finally allow herself to let her massive orgasm release. Her orgasm took over her body, and she began bucking wildly at Derricks face, and the juices of her pussy soaked the blanket that she was laying on. Derrick moved up, and into position, set his cock head at the opening of her sopping wet gash. Derrick thrust his cock deep into her pussy, and started fucking Megan with the kind of enthusiasm that only a 21 year old man could possess. Derrick held Megan's legs up, so that her heels were up near her face, this gave Derrick's cock an unobstructed shot strait into her tight little fuck hole. True to the actions of the other two Derrick lasted just a few short minutes, and started to stiffen up exhibiting the signs of his oncoming orgasm. Megan was too caught up in the moment, and before she could say that she wasn't on the pill Derrick blasted a load of cum deep into the darkest corners of her unprotected pussy. Each burst of hot cum that hit the walls of the inside of her cunt only made Megan feel dirtier, and caused her to crave more cock in her burning hole. Derrick kept driving his spurting cock deep into Megan's pussy while he grunted with each thrust. Derrick pulled his now dwindling cock out of Megan and watched as the last few drips of cum dripped off his cock onto her waiting pussy lips.

The sight of the cum resting on her pussy lips with this young stud, and his rock hard body standing before her was more than Megan could take. She was still basking in the glow of an earth shattering orgasm, but now her desire to get fucked by the other two cocks in the room took on a new meaning. Megan looked towards Todd, and asked him if he could get hard again, Todd simply pointed down at his hardening fuck stick, and smiled. Megan moved to the side of the bed to get in position in front of Todd. Todd moved so that he was between her legs and the two moved in for a kiss that sent their tongues wildly exploring each other's mouths. While still connected in the kiss Megan felt the head of Todd's cock enter her dripping wet hole. Todd moved back and got himself into a better position to fuck Megan with more force.

Megan laid back to enjoy the experience and was pleased when she felt Brett going to work on her tits, swirling his tongue around her hardened nipple with an amazing expertise. Todd was now deep into Megan's still cum filled cunt, and he started bucking his hips into her causing cum to seep out the edges of her hungry little pussy. Megan could feel the cum dripping down to her ass hole and then further down between her ass cheeks, but the cock pounding deep into her cunt was all she could concentrate on. Still in need of better leverage Todd pulls Megan up to her feet, and spins her around so she is now facing the bed. Todd bends Megan over forcing her face down on the bed sheets that were soiled with a mixture of her own juices, and Derricks cum. Seeing an opportunity Brett moves toward Megan on the bed, so that his feet are now on either side of her head, and as he moves in closer his cock is not directly in front of her face. Todd is now standing behind Megan with his slickened cock just inches away from Megan still dripping pussy. Todd takes a firm hold of Megan's hips and drives his cock into her causing Megan to jump from the intensity. Her head came up enough to realize that Brett's cock was inches away from her face, and Brett was feverishly trying to pump some life into it.

Megan lunged for the flaccid cock before her, and practically shoved it into her talented mouth to work life back into the limp member. Behind her Todd was building in his intensity driving his cock deep into the depths of her aching pussy. Todd's balls were slamming against Megan's clit with each cunt slamming stroke he took. For some reason, and only for a second or two Todd stopped fucking Megan, but before she could take the cock out of her mouth to protest he slowly started again, but just then Megan felt a tongue on her clit. Derrick had crawled down between Megan's legs and was now sitting in a position that put his face just below the cock filled cunt. Derrick was licking hard at Megan's clit while Todd was still filling her pussy with his rigid cock. Megan took a second to drink the situation in, and thought about what kind of heaven she was in with a cock in her mouth, a cock in her cunt, and a tongue on her clit. Todd was starting to move his hips a little faster again paying no attention to how his balls were now slightly smacking against Derricks chin. Megan was starting to feel an orgasm build slowly from the inner workings of her sexually charged body. She could tell that her pussy was now leaking her fuck fluids by the sloshing noises that were coming for her pussy with each pounding stroke Todd took from behind.

The cock that was only partially filling her mouth only a moment ago was now hard as a rock, and Megan traded time between sucking Brett's cock, and stroking it when her mouth was better served to let out her cries of pleasure. Todd picked up his pace again, and Megan reached back to try to get a hold of his left ass cheek to keep the pumping coming. As the pace picked up, so did the heavy breathing, and loud grunts of pleasure coming from Todd. Megan could tell that the increased momentum was a sign of his approaching orgasm, and she really wanted to take his load of cum in her mouth again. She pulled away from the cock in her mouth, and tried to communicate to Todd to tell him to cum in her mouth. Todd couldn't hear her beg for the load of cum, and almost without warning he bucked hard against her ass cheeks as his cock drove as deep as it had been all night. Inside Megan's pussy the cock was unleashing thick white ropes of cum that splashed against the inner walls of her cunt. The feeling of the potent cum driving into her unprotected cervix again was more than Megan could take, and as the cock in her cunt was unloading, her orgasm took full control of her. She tried to call out, but all that came out of her mouth was an animal like grunt that could be made out to sound like cuuuummmmiiinnnnnngg. She was climaxing in a way that she had never felt before. Her legs gave out from underneath her, and she fell against Derricks face while her pussy convulsed around the hard cock that was still pumping her full of man juice. The pleasure that consumed her body seemed to originate from her cunt, and work its way all around her body in waves of intensity that took her to the brink of passing out.

Todd backed away from Megan leaving her in a writhing orgasmic heap atop the bed. Megan was still trying to catch her breath, and was slowly getting her bearings again when another cock stood at the entrance of her cum drenched pussy. Derrick had moved into position behind Megan, but before he thrust his tool into her he held his cock in his own hand and lined it up for penetration. Derrick slowly caressed the slickened crack, and with the head of his cock tickled the sensitive lips of Megan's nearly spent pussy. Megan jumped when she felt this, but within a second or two could take the feeling again. Derrick slowly entered the cum soaked hole, and slowly started fucking the pussy that he had already left one load of cum in. Derrick kept his strokes slow and deliberate so that the cum that filled her pussy would stay deep in the steaming hot hole. Brett was now fully erect and decided to maneuver Megan into a position that would allow him to fuck her for the first time in the evening. Megan moved slowly so that Derrick could keep his cock in her pussy, and Derrick soon realized what Megan was getting positioned for. Megan brought her knee up on the bed, and then followed with the other knee, so that she was able to crawl across the bed to the waiting Brett. Derrick moved onto the bed, and followed Megan by also crawling on his knees until he came to rest behind her. Megan moved so that she was facing Brett and hovering just above his waiting stiff cock. Megan lowered herself onto the thick cock and let it slowly plug her sticky hole with its flesh. Derrick now positioned his cock at Megans ass licked his thumb, and pressed against Megan's tight little ass hole, pausing just for a second and then pushing his thumb right into her puckered anus. This sensation sent shivers up and down Megan's spine, and for a few seconds she forgot about the cock in her cunt. After only a second in her ass hole Derrick pulled his thumb from her ass, and slowly replaced it with the head of his cock. He moved the head of his cock into her tight little butt hole slowly at first, and then as he felt Megan relax he took his cock all the way in.

Megan now had dicks in each wanting orifice, she had a cock in her ass, and a cock in her pussy. The feeling was so intense that all she could do was close her eyes, and try to stay upright. Derrick started to drive hard into her ass hole with his balls slapping hard against the thick flesh of the cock that was stuffed into Megan's cunt. Brett could feel Derricks cock pushing deep into her ass hole while it rubbed against the thin membrane of skin that separated the two working cocks. Brett was only able to pump in and out slowly while Derrick was able to pound harder, and deeper into the tight little ass hole. Brett was suddenly looking up at Megan with a look of deep pleasure in his face. Megan panicked at the sight of it, and begged him to pull out of her if he is going to cum. Brett reached for her hips, but with Derrick fucking her so hard in the ass Brett could not lift her off his cock. The panic really started to hit Megan and before she could get Derrick to stop she could feel Brett's balls release the warm cum explosion that blasted against the inner walls of her pussy. The second grunt from Brett seemed to send another deep blast that she could feel as it squirted from the head of his cock. Three more pumps of his man juice was delivered to the deepest reaches of her fertile fuck hole.

Brett's cock slipped out as it went limp inside her, and a small dribble of cum followed the cock as it exited. Derrick was still fucking her slippery little ass hole, and her focus though slightly interrupted was directed back to the cock that was filling her ass. Derrick saw that Brett was done, so he took his cock from the dainty fuck hole that it was in, and stuffed it back into Megan's waiting pussy. Derricks cock seemed to provide the most pleasure for Megan, so as soon as it was back in her cunt she was lost on the way to another orgasm. Megan was on her hands and knees still hovering over Brett while her cunt was being stuffed with Derricks cock. Derrick quickened his pace and within minutes was pounding deep into her at a rate of speed that kept Megan breathless. Megan could feel another orgasm welling up inside her; an orgasm that was causing her to bite her lip as she flung her head into Brett's shoulder to brace herself. With each stroke the boy in her pussy took pushed her closer and closer to climax, and she was actually scared of what might happen to her if this wave of pleasure hits her as hard as she thinks it will.

Derrick grabs Megan by the hair and pulls her head back towards him, and with the added leverage pumps his cock deeper and deeper into her abused pussy. Megan was being fucked and she had lost count of how much cum had been dumped into her slutty little cunt. Derricks cock was going deep, and pounding against her cervix, and caused just enough pain to keep her distracted from unleashing the orgasm that begged to be let go. Megan pulled her head forward causing Derrick to lose his grip of her hair, and she bent enough down that his cock was no longer beating against her cervix. The pleasure immediately overcame her, and she begged again for the load of cum to be shot down her throat. Like the others before him, Derrick either didn't hear her, or chose not to hear her as he kept fucking deep into her vagina. Megan was being gripped by her orgasm the waves of pleasure came over her body like an earthquake. The muscles in her pussy pulsed with each wave of orgasmic pleasure and her screams were muffled as she buried her face in Brett's chest. Derrick could feel her pussy gripping hard on his cock and the sensation took his cock by storm. Derrick stiffened and locked his body as the orgasm gripped his body and his balls sent a load of cum spewing into the already cum soaked fuck hole. Derrick pumped his cum deep into Megan's pussy and collapsed off to the side of her with his cock exiting her pussy like a cork from a bottle. a load of cum that was a mixture of the three boys shot out of Megan cunt, and onto the bed, it oozed out of her spent sex hole in what seemed like a couple of cups full.

Brett softly rolled Megan over so that she was lying on her back, but was no longer laying on top of him, and the three boys started to get dressed. Megan lay on the bed with her legs wide open her eyes shut tight, and cum still steadily leaking from her well used pussy. Megan could see the shadow of the three boys getting dressed, and leaving her room to go home, and all she could say before they left was "I'm not on the pill". The thought of the fertile cum that filled her spent cunt made her feel dirty, and abused.

That thought of cum in her cunt was the last thing she remembered as she woke up to daylight the next morning. Just then a shot of panic filled her head as she sat strait up in bed she saw that sitting up caused her to compress her spunk filled hole, and a little more cum seeped out. "Oh Shit" was all she could say.



An Evening In



He stepped out of the shower nervous and excited. They had started adding a little bondage play the past few months. Some of that had been there from the beginning, but he had forgotten until she reminded him how she had started tying him loosely when they first got together. The last few months had been different though -- more explicit, more intense, and more toys. It had almost always been her on top and him hoping and begging for more. 

It had shown in other parts of their play as well. Over the years she had done her part and more to give him pleasure, but the times when she had gone down on him were relatively few. Not that he minded, he had been too busy asking, and few times begging, for the privilege of providing that service to her. In teasing foreplay, she would ask if he wanted release then or after he had used his tongue for her benefit and almost always he would find himself moving slowly down her body kissing his way to her pleasure. Afterward he would thank her. On some nights she would come to bed looking for action and he would strive to perform. But if roles were reversed, he was made to ask for a touch and later beg for relief. Not that he didn't enjoy the experience, but the quiet humiliation of submission was there. And not that she was always in control. In their play she had been tied a few times and often, while kneeling between her legs, he would tease her until she begged him to allow her to finish. 

Less enjoyable for her, he had a tendency to top from the bottom in their bondage play. She was somewhat reluctant to push beyond improvised neckties, but he hoped for more. At first he would tie himself and lie naked and bound in bed waiting for her. To appease him, she had purchased purpose built bondage toys -- with admonishment that he must wait for her to initiate. So he waited and was occasionally rewarded -- like tonight.

As he dried off from the shower, she came in fully dressed. Normally he wasn't shy, but knowing what was coming he felt particularly exposed. She was tall, nearly 6 foot, with an ample bosom, long brown hair, and still as hot as the day they met. Normally he was a shade taller than her, but as she ran hands over his body it didn't seem that way. She handcuffed hands behind his back, applied a blindfold, and finally a collar and leash. As she walked away, he asked what her plans included. Her answer was for him to keep quiet and included a swat to his bits.

She arranged a folded towel on the floor just outside the shower. She grabbed the leash and pulled him over and directed him to kneel with a tug. His ankles were tied together and then connected to his wrists. After taking a moment to explore his ass, she walked around him and they began to kiss. Minutes later, he was straining to have some contact and begging for her to stroke his cock. She laughed and lightly played her fingers across his member for a moment. This she stood, tweaking his nipples as she did, and walked away.

She returned and, applying lubrication, she began to stroke and tease his cock and balls with occasional forays to his nipples and ass. While playing, she teased with words -- letting him know that relief was just minutes of begging away providing she agreed and that it was partially his request that led to this humiliating scene. He started to plead to cum and once again she laughed. This time she applied a cooling mint lubrication that burned like fiery ice -- a contradiction that he expressed to her while still pleading.

She told him to open his mouth if he wanted his release. When he complied, a ball gag was pushed in. He struggled a bit in shock -- partially because she had removed her hands from his cock and partially because she had never wanted to play with the gag he had purchased. As she connected the strap, she explained that his release was subjected to her approval. As he moaned into the gag, she slipped a vibrating cock ring down his shaft and stretched it over his balls. Then she stood and walked away.

Between the icy fire on his cock, balls and nipples and the vibrating, he was so busy trying to plead around the gag that he almost missed the sound of her getting into the shower. The intensity of his need nearly made him cry. Kneeling there waiting for her, he listened to every sound from the shower for any indication that she was returning. Balancing and straining, his muscles began to ache and he realized how hard it was to stay up right with distractions while blind folded.

As she showered, she listened to him moan and struggle. She smiled as she washed and luxuriated in the hot water. She enjoyed their bondage play, but even though she had started light play this was primarily for him. Still, as she applied the icy lubrication to herself, parts were quite enjoyable and the most enjoyable was yet to come. She had always enjoyed teasing him and this extended session was one of the longest they had ever had. She was also sure that before the evening was over there would be something for her.

As she stepped out of the shower and dried off, she touched and brushed against him. For the first time that evening, he felt her naked body. Electric current ran through his body and he was reminded afresh of his need -- with a new set of pleadings that were unintelligible. Laughing, she finished drying and asked if he would like to be touched. Pretending not to understand his answer, she began pinching and nibbling at his nipples. Finally, she consented to start fondling his balls. Then before moving on to his cock, she asked the question -- should she help him finish or should he wait until she had been pleased?

While waiting for an answer, her hand started up his shaft while sliding the cock ring up and off. He almost blew at that point but held off. Talking into the gag and through her teasing, he managed to convey that he would go down on her.

Once again, she walked away and returned with an unpleasant surprise. She explained that in the past, he had been unable to restrain himself while working on her- especially after being teased like tonight. But she had solution, and she applied an ice pack to his cock and balls. Luckily, she had left the gag in place because his screams where loud enough with it in.

After the effects of cold had set in, she removed the gag and held a cup to his lips. Done drinking, she remove the bonds on his ankles and helped him stand. His legs could barely hold him -- not from having gone to sleep but from the exercise they had had for the last hour straining and balancing.

Using the leash, she guided him to the bed and removed the handcuffs, but told him to leave the blind fold and collar in place. They kissed for several minutes before he began to make his way down her body. Several more minutes were spent lavishing attention on her breasts and nipples. 

He kissed his way up her thigh and then lightly on her mound and she moaned with delight. Starting lightly, his tongue began to slowly circle her opening. Despite his eagerness, he force himself to keep a slow pace with light touches. To distract himself and provide additional sensation to her, he reached forward with both hands to cup her breasts and toy with her nipples. Under his effort, she began to buck her hips and pull on the leash desperate for more. As her button of pleasure became exposed, his increased his pace and pressure. He brought her near to the edge and then backed off slightly. Her hip thrusts became more violent and she buried her hands in his hair. At last she commanded him to finish and once again he increased his speed and the force of his tongue. Her thighs tighten around his head, her ankles dug into his back, she muffled a scream and he knew he had done his part. It seemed like they held that pose for minutes, but then it was over and she went limp. 

Out of habit, he blew warm breath across her sensitive mount. She protested and used the leash to pull him further up the bed. They lay together as she recovered, with him still blinded and collared. Almost finished recovering, she started to explore him again and found that he had recovered from the ice pack. Then she directed him to lay spread eagle as she strapped his wrists and ankles to the bed.

With him spread, she began to apply more lubrication to his cock and balls and as a surprise down to his ass. She knew that he enjoyed having his ass explored and once she had used a vibrator to his enjoyment. Properly prepared, she began to tease again -- not just stroking his cock and cupping his balls, but also using the vibrator on the aforementioned parts and then into him. For the third time in the evening, he began to beg to cum. This time there was a slight edge to his voice from worry that three times was not a charm.

But this time she was not just teasing and after keeping him in suspense, she mounted him. While riding him, she leaned forward until her nipples were near enough that his mouth could be of use. Straightening, she grabbed and pinched his nipples. His moans and the motion of this cock, brought her to climax for a second time that evening. And in turn, her reaction spurred him to his first and only release.

She climbed off him with a slight moan. The she remove his wrist and ankle restraints. Pulling on the leash, she commanded he sit and then removed his blind fold. Letting him blink for a moment in the dim light, she looked him in the eyes and told him that she loved him and that he had done good as a sex slave for the night.

He thanked her. 



An Evening in a Hot Tub



Steam rose over the bubbling hot tub in a warm white cloud. The day had been warm but as the night darkened, a cool breeze danced over my skin, drawing goose bumps over my exposed skin and a shiver ran from my head down to my toes. I looked back over my shoulder through the sliding glass doors, waiting for you to join me on the deck. "Hurry!" I called out, "It's freezing out there!" Still, you take your time and I know you're relishing the thought of me standing outside in my little pink bathing suit, shivering in the cold.

Finally I see you through the glass, walking through the living room toward me, two ice cold martinis in your hands. I bounce up and down on my tip toes waiting as you fumble, pushing the door open with your elbows, being careful not to spill any of the icy pink liquid over the edge of the glasses. Walking out across the deck, you hand me one of the drinks and I take a small sip, causing a fresh shiver to spread through my body.

Looking over at you, I see you stick one foot tentatively in the hot tub, wincing at the extreme heat, and then the other foot, until you are sitting on the edge. Then finally, with a sigh of relief and relaxation, you slip the rest of your body down in the hot water, until I can only see your head and shoulders above the bubbles and steam. I slip down into the hot tub, one leg at a time, until with a gasp I slid down into the seat next to you. The water was almost too hot, taking my breath away, making me pant slightly.

You slide closer to me, until I can feel your thigh covered in the clinging swimming trunks brushing against mine. Holding my drink in one hand, savouring the contrast of the hot water covering my body and the cold drink in my hand, I rub the fingers of my other hand gently over the skin of your thigh, sliding the smooth material of your bathing suit a bit farther up your leg. You bring your strong, muscled arm out of the water and put it around my shoulder, pulling me into you.

Leaning your head into me, your lips, cool from the night air and the alcohol, crush into mine and your tongue pushes my mouth open and dip between my teeth, circling my tongue and creating a suggestive rhythm, pushing in and out. I moan against your lips in involuntary response. 

I lean into your body and in the hot water, you put your hands on my hips and pull me easily from my seat into your lap, and we continue kissing, more forcefully now, the alcohol, the hot water, and the passion in the kiss flushing my skin and causing us to break a sweat despite the cold night.

Pushing you away from me slightly, you create a thin gap of space between our near-naked bodies. Your hand reaches for the strings that tie behind my neck holding the top of my bikini up over my breasts. You gently pull the strings until they are untied and then sliding your hands down over my back you untie the strings there and suddenly my bikini top floats away free, leaving my breasts bare, just barely covered by the surface of the bubbling water.

Once again I feel your hands on my hips and you pull me to my feet. Exposed from the waist up, my nipples quickly harden in the air that is icy cold in contrast to the heat of the tub and goose bumps spread out over my skin. Cupping your hand, you bring some water up to my chest and let the water cascade over my breasts and drip from my nipples. A new wave of shivers overtakes my body and I drop quickly down into the water, back onto your lap.

I press my chilled breasts into your warm body and bring my lips down to your neck, kissing and nuzzling, basking in the warmth of your body and the water.

Smiling indulgently, you allow me to smother your neck and ears and chest with my kisses and nibbles. I can feel your hardness pressing into my belly as I lean toward you. You push me away again and I feel the fingers of your right hand splayed out possessively on my belly, with the fingers of your left hand straying upward to my right nipple, pinching it and rolling it between them. I moan and arch my back, thrusting my nipples toward your hand.

You pinch harder in response to my invitation and then lean in and close your lips around my left nipple. Your tongue washes over my nipple in slow circles as you suck it gently into your mouth. Then your mouth withdraws, leaving my damp, hard nipple exposed to the cold air. 

An evil smile appears on your face as you blow gently on the bare nipple. I gasp in shock and then you lean in and your mouth closes on my breast again. You suck more strongly this time and then I feel your teeth grazing my nipple gently and then slowly sinking in to the hard nub. I feel a wave of pleasure washing over me and then the slightest hint of pain, making me wince away from you, causing more pain as your teeth pull on my sensitive nipple.

Suddenly, you release it from your mouth and as you look deeply into my eyes and I feel the slightest touch between my legs. Then it comes again and I know that you are brushing your fingers along the tops of my thighs and then along the sensitive skin of my inner thighs and then ever so gently, your fingers find the edges of my suit and with a seductive wiggle, and I instinctively part my legs around you, allowing you easier access.

Teasingly, you withdraw your hand from my bathing suit and resume stroking my crotch through the material of my suit, and I am unable to withhold a whimper, and I beg you, "Please touch me, baby." 

"What?" You ask me with a smile. I can see from your face that you want to hear it again; that you're going to make me say it again. 

"Touch me. Please, touch me!" I beg. And, then I know that relief is coming because your hands sneak to my hips and simultaneously undo the ties on each side and you pull the tiny pink suit bottom away from my body and dangle it in front of me.

With a flip of your wrist, you toss the suit away and it hits the deck a few feet away from the tub with a slap, reminding me of how naked I am, sitting in your lap, outside in this hot tub.

Now your hands reach for my hips again, pulling me into you until suddenly I can feel your hardness through your swim trunks, pressing into my bare skin through the hot, swirling water. I reach for the waistband of your trunks, eager to free your hard cock so I can push myself onto it. 

You immediately brush my hands away and I can tell from the look on your face that I will not be so easily satisfied tonight. I can't help but reach for your cock one more time and now you brush my hands away more forcefully and give me a stern look, so I know that any more attempts will not be taken lightly, and I drop my hands down to my sides and wait for what you have in store for me.

Your hands grip my thighs firmly and open them up, maneuvering me into position so that one of the strong jets of hot water is directed at me; the bubbles rushing past my clit making me shiver and giggle. 

You smile, knowing your mission was accomplished and then I feel your hand between my legs again, gently running your fingers over my lips, slowly spreading me open, and letting me feel the odd sensation of the heated water mix with the hot wetness that my own body is producing.

You fingers trail from my opened lips to my clit, already swelled and sensitive from your attentions to my nipples, and gently run over it, drawing slow lazy circles around it, causing my breath to quicken and my back to arch involuntarily again. 

Seeing my reaction, you slide one hand around my hips, placing it firmly at the small of my back, holding me in place and I tense knowing that something good is coming. Slowly, you part the lips of my cunt with the fingers of your other hand and slide them into me.

I gasp, my sharp breath creating a white cloud in the cold night air, and you cut my moan short by pressing your mouth to mine in an ardent kiss, mimicking the slow, deep thrusting of your fingers in my cunt with your tongue in my mouth. 

You continue the pattern of pressing me forward with the hand on my back and pushing me away as your fingers slide deeply inside me, my body wavering back and forth in the water, letting you take complete control of me as your fingers thrust harder, but your pace never quickens, always slowed by the friction of the water we are immersed in.

The heat inside my body mounts quickly as well and soon I am no longer limply flowing back and forth in the bubbling water, but actively sliding my hips against your hand, urging my body toward you, wanting orgasm.

I know your cock is near only inches from my hot, slick, waiting cunt, and still you hold me away. Your thumb finds my clit and works the tiny circles around it that you know I like and so I know instinctively that are you going to permit me to progress toward orgasm. Allowing my eyes to close, I clasp my hands around your neck and let you work on my body. Your thumb circles faster and faster, matching my breath, which is now coming in little gasps. My back arches toward your chest and I moan quietly.

Finally, you are just whipping your thumb across the sensitive surface of my clit and my body is twitching in rhythm with your strokes. Biting my lip, I moan as you finger brings me to the edge of ecstasy and I hold my breath until with a spasm, my whole body jerking, and I come, gasping and jerking, riding the waves of pleasure and trying to wriggle my body away from your finger still circling, still flicking. 

You don't allow me to move away, however, your hand holding my hip close to you so don't lose contact with my oversensitive clit, caressing it until my body jerks with each tiny touch, and I beg you to stop, to allow me to rest, catch my breath.

You finally give me what I want though; you hand moving slowly and smoothly over my skin in the warm water, and immediately begin pushing me away from you. I look you in the eyes, momentarily confused, but quickly your intentions become clear. Taking advantage of how easily you can move and lift me in the water, you pick me up by the hips, lifting my slightly and spin me around until I am sitting in your lap again, but now my back is against your chest. You grab a thigh in each hand and spread my legs over yours.

Eager to have you inside me, I lift my ass slightly until I feel your hard cock brushing against the wet entrance of my cunt. You steady yourself with your hand until your head slips inside my open lips and then I slowly lower myself pushing you further inside my tight cunt. However, you are not in the mood to be slow and gentle. Your hands come back to my hips and you force me down firmly on your erect dick. I inhale sharply, surprised at your sudden roughness, but feel a new rush of moisture inside my walls adding to the wetness already enveloping your cock inside me, in the bubbling hot tub.

You sit very still, controlling the rhythm of our fucking with your hands on my hips, lifting me and bringing me back down on you again, as quickly as possible in the water that prevents you from taking me as rapidly as I know you would like. Then, I feel one of your hands in the center of my back, leaning me forward as we fuck. 

The change in angle brings the head of your cock into direct contact with my g-spot and hearing my gasp you bring your hands back to my hips and press yourself into me as firmly as you can and don't release me until I cry out. I try to catch my breath as you lift me up but immediately you are bringing me down again, pushing your hardness into my swollen and sensitive g-spot again. I call out your name and I hear you murmur mine in response and know that you are just as lost in this pleasure as I am.

But, even though I know you are totally lost in this experience, you never lose focus on what you are doing to me and you lift me up and bring me back down over and over again, making sure that you press into my g-spot each time, the water regulating the speed that we come together. Without warning, you pull me to my feet, suddenly exposing my stomach and breasts to the cold, night air. 

"It's time to take this inside," you say with a grin and as I turn to step up and out of the tub you take a moment to smack my goose-bump-covered bum.

I stand before you on the edge of the hot tub. You indicate that I should bring you the robe that has been hanging on the towel warmer near the tub on the deck. You step out quickly and wrap yourself in the warm plush white robe and indicate that I should lead the way across the deck. 

The deck feels miles long in the frigid air, but I smile despite the freezing effect of the air on my damp skin, knowing you are enjoying watching my ass sway with each step. We finally arrive at the sliding glass door that leads back into the glowing, warm interior of our luxury cabin and I reach for the handle of the door. 

You grab my arm and force me to stop, turning me around and engaging me in a passionate kiss, pushing your tongue in my mouth and pinching and rolling my hard nipples between your fingers. I shiver from the pleasure and the cold. You smile at the effect and the control that you have over me. 

Finally, you reach for the door handle, and push it open, allowing me to step inside and I breathe a sigh of relief to be surrounded by the warm air. Closing the door behind you, you move over closer to the fire and beckon for me to follow you. I move gratefully closer to the glowing warmth.

Standing before you, I untie your robe and slide it off your shoulders, letting it fall in a puddle at our feet. You place your hands on my shoulders and I know this is the signal for me to drop to my knees in front of you, my back to the glowing flame. 

Grabbing your ass in one hand and gently holding your balls in the other, I take the tip of your warm, hard cock into my mouth, between my lips that are still cold from the time spent outside and you shiver for the first time, but from pleasure not from cold. Running my tongue over your head, I slowly suck your entire length into my mouth until my cold nose is pressed into your abdomen and my tongue is licking around the base of your hardness.

You sigh in pleasure and your fingers run through my hair, encouraging me in my work. I slowly pull away, drawing my tongue along the underside of your cock as I move away, until I reach the ridge beneath the head of your dick and I begin flicking it rapidly with my tongue, just like you have carefully instructed me to do.

Not wanting to bring you to orgasm too soon, I slow my movements and close my lips around your head again, sinking my teeth into your taut skin slightly and then scraping them down the length of your hardness as I suck you into my mouth again. I pick up the pace somewhat and slide my warm, wet mouth up and down your length a few more times, washing my tongue around and around the sensitive underside of your cock. You moan quietly again and I smile around your dick knowing that you're enjoying this as I feel you swell even more inside my mouth.

Bringing my fingers down between my legs I begin to touch myself again, holding your cock with your other hand. I moan with you as my fingers slip inside my still dripping wet cunt. You don't intend to let me get myself off; however, you have something else planned for me. 

You draw me to my feet and lead me over to the couch and I feel the familiar feeling of your hand on my back indicating that I should bend over the couch. I comply, bending over, resting my hands on the plush cushions, with my legs spread slightly.

You run your hands lightly over my hips, bringing goose-bumps to my skin once again. You bring your cock to my dripping lips for the second time this evening, but now there is no bubbling water to impede your pace. You slam yourself into me, pressing my head into the soft cushions of the back of the couch. Your entire length slides into me and I gasp at the fullness of the feeling of it inside me. You build in speed and force, fucking me roughly, grunting with each push and making me produce small cries with each thrust.

Before you go over the edge, however, your rhythm slows and finally you slide out of me and I produce a whine of disappointment. The whine dies away, though, as I feel your cock pressed against the opening of my ass. You do not wait for my permission or for me to get used to the idea. The head of your cock, wet and slick with my juices mixed with your own, pops past the opening of my ass and I try to jerk away but as usual, your hands on my hips hold me in place.

I bite my lip to keep from crying out in pain, but the tension of my body gives it away, and so you sneak one hand to the front of my body and moving between my legs, it finds my swollen clit once again. You begin making the slow circles around it and soon the pain in my ass is just a memory. You push further into me, speeding up the actions of your fingers, the deeper you slide. Soon, you have filled me entirely, the entire length of your cock thrust inside me.

My ass relaxes a bit as I enjoy the pleasure of the tightness of it around you and the way you stretch me open. Our desire has been building up for hours and we both know that our orgasms will come soon.

You begin thrusting into me, forcefully, quickly, all the while focusing the attention of your fingers on my clit. The doubled sensations of pleasure are too much for me and I begin moaning and building toward the peak. 

I feel you swelling again inside me and with a jerk and forceful thrust you push deeply inside me once again as you begin to buck and shake, shooting your come inside me. The powerful pleasure of feeling you come in my ass immediately pushes me over the edge and I come hard, my knees buckling underneath me, and your hand between my legs holding me up. You come for what seems like minutes and each fresh spasm and pulsing brings a new wave of pleasure over my body and we are both moaning with the intensity of it.

Soon, we are exhausted and neither of us can support ourselves any longer and we sink down to floor, on the plush rug between the couch and the fire. You wrap your arms around me and pull me close to you and we bask in the glow of the fire and the warm after-sensations of our love-making. 



An Evening in Autumn



Soft 'n' slow

I was returning home after what felt like a truly long day, dragging myself along. It was an amber autumn day, windy but lacking rain. By the time I came home I just felt like collapsing. I found myself completely alone so I decided to take a nap, trying to get some energy back. I undressed, slowly, until I just had underwear and a t-shirt on. My legs feeling warmer than my torso. I lied down on the bed and soon felt myself drift away...

Vaguely awakening I sensed someone else's presence, I guessed who's but I only opened my eyes after she'd sat down on top of me, straddling me. Gazing straight up into her loving eyes as I yawned and stretched. She'd followed my example it seemed and was only wearing underwear and a tight top. I felt reinvigorated by her smile, rejuvenated. Basking in the glory of being close to her, feeling her sitting over me just below my waist. Her weight on top of me, such a delightful burden.

"Hi." She said, smiling.

"Hi." I said, smiling back at her.

"Rough day?" She said, looking slightly concerned.

"Well, tiring..." I answered, feeling a yawn coming on.

"Let's see if we can't make it a little better then..." she said, her smile turning carnivorous as she lent down and her lips closed in on mine. Her sweet, soft, red lips causing my own to melt. The wake up she was giving me felt like some sweet amorous dream. Kissing like we had all the time in the world, hands travelling over soft bodies. Feeling the weight of her bosom on my chest, rubbing against my breast.

She explored my head and hair, softly rubbing my scalp, while my fingers traced her spine. I could feel no bra straps under her top, a delightful notion. My hands sliding all the way down to her bottom as hers played with my sensitive earlobes, making me shiver gently as our lips played on. Impatient I slid my fingers in under her panties, touching her bare bottom beneath the fabric. Sliding my fingertips all over her soft tush and exploring it. My fingertips dreaming on her soft sweet skin. Leaving my lips she started kissing her way along my jaw towards my right ear.

"I'm going to rock your world..." she whispered into my ear, nibbling on the earlobe afterwards. Licking the outer edge of the ear and then switching between blowing hot and cold air on it. Giving me reasons to shudder, both with anticipation and pleasure. She moved her hands back, away from my neck and down to my stomach, lifting herself a little as she slid her hands in under my t-shirt. Her fingers teasing my sensitive abdomen, I've always been ticklish there and I almost start to giggle nervously before she silences me with a kiss. The idea of having here mouth which was just at my ear near drifts by my consciousness for a second before I surrender myself to her kisses, floating away as her fingers slowly slide up to my erect nipples. She starts twisting them a little, bringing painful pleasure as my hands stay glued to her lovely behind.

Pulling my hands up under her top as we kiss, as she twists and turns my nipples as she sees fit. She suddenly rises up and starts pulling off my t-shirt, pulling my upper body up with it until she can pull it free. Smiling at me she leans back down, kissing me on the lips first and then working her way with her lips down over my neck to my chest. At first just nibbling with her lips but soon involving her teeth to. Gently biting into my neck and chest, sweet agony and beautiful torture. As my hands have kept wandering up under her top she rises and pulls it off herself, revealing her beautiful bountiful bosom. Her nipples are like magnets for my hands. Caressing her wondrous hills as her lips return to my chest. Relaxing and just enjoying it all with closed eyes, nibbling on my own lip.

Feeling her nipples against the palms of my hands, switching between groping her whole breasts in my hands and playing around with her nipples. She dips her tongue in my navel, teasing me before licking her way up into a deep and sloppy kiss. Moving up further she kisses my eyebrows, my forehead. Resting her bosom on my chest, before moving it up over my face and smothering me with it. She always drips at least one drop of her perfume down her cleavage every morning and now I find myself drowning in it. Inhaling deeply the mixed scent of her skin and her perfume, sticking out my tongue to taste her bosom. She squeezes her breasts together, almost cutting off my air-supply momentarily. But what a beautiful way to die...

Licking her nipples, one by one. Swirling my tongue all around her areolae as I go from boob to boob. Nibbling on her sweet breasts, caressing them and worshipping them, rubbing them against my cheeks and face. Drowning in her bosom and just loving it. Hearing her giggle and moan at my work. I can't keep myself from trying to raise up my crotch a bit, wanting to try and rub that part of me against her to. Breathing in her scent as I taste and touch her skin. Floating in a sensual kingdom of pleasure.

Then she moves her bosom away from my face and for a moment my cheeks feel cold. She lies down on top of me completely, pressing herself against me with every part of her body and almost pushing me down into the mattress. Offering me one passionate kiss after another. Holding me tight as she crushes herself against me. Making me feel her warm body against all of me, her breasts against my chest, her stomach against my own, her thighs against my thighs and sides, her groin against my own... She rubs her clothed groin against my clothed groin. Making my desire burn hotter.

She kisses her way down over my body, kissing and caressing until her head is level with my groin. Smiling fiendishly at me she caresses me allover my inner thighs, lower abdomen and every sensitive piece of skin nearby... except for my groin. Her hands grow more and more adventurous, here and there sliding in under my boxers and getting closer and ever closer to my eager and willing organ. Smiling more and more at me the more she sees that I'm in her power. Running her nails slightly painfully over my inner thighs, up and down. When her hands can't come any closer without touching my member she starts to caress it through the boxers, touching it only indirectly through the fabric. Teasingly denying me direct contact. Driving me mad with desire. At first she just brushes her hand over it as it raises the boxers. Then her grip gets firmer and firmer, never going below the boxers though, always keeping the fabric in between her hands and my member.

I bite my lip, almost on the verge of piercing it before I finally decide to retaliate. I pull her up into a kiss, kissing and holding her deeply, before turning her over on her back. She smiles that beautiful anticipatory smile at me, anticipating pleasure, as I start kissing my way down her magnificent form. Feasting on her sweet skin. Kissing and caressing both her nipples for a while before dipping the tip of my tongue in between them and licking my way downwards, dipping that tip in her navel to. With one hand she caresses a breast and the other plays with my hair. Reaching the edge of her panties, an ordinary pair but on her quite stunning, I lift the edge and pull it down just a centimetre. Licking the recently bared skin before deciding to be a tease.

Smiling at her in between granting her skin butterfly kisses before leaving her waist. Sitting up in bed I raise her legs up. I've never been much of a foot guy but I can't help starting to kiss my way up her elegant legs, starting at just above her well-shaped heels. Kissing and caressing her calves, slowly trying to raise her temperature. Pausing and lingering a bit at her knee-tips before heading for her luscious thighs. I may not be a feet-guy but I certainly love women's thighs... Caressing one with my hands and the other with my cheek. switching between them every now and then. Kissing her lovely thighs. Kissing and licking and caressing my way up them. Up towards her fertile moist delta. I could spend all day, several days in fact, worshipping her legs. Spending most of my time on the insides of her thighs, my head between them.

Lying down on my stomach and gazing up at her I let a few fingers slowly drift over her panties, watching her shudder a little as she feels them through the fabric. Smiling expectantly at me. I trace the outer linings of the panties with my finger, marking the border of her most intimate area. At first on top of the panties, then lifting them up and touching the skin. Still not taking them off or going for the middle though. I want to tease her like she teased me. Kissing, licking the pits between her thighs and her groin before going back to gently, softly caressing her groin through her panties. Touching her just teasingly lightly. Smiling each time she shivers.

Touching the area all around her marvellous valley, from down to her anus and up to her mound of Venus, a little harder but still without removing the panties or even pushing them aside. Making her moan.

"Come on..." she asks...

"Say please." I say, wanting her to beg a little. Flashing her a naughty smile while trying not to show that I'm starting to feel impatient to.

"Please... pretty please with sugar on..." she begs. Now how could any man resist a moaning woman asking so nicely? As I peel off her panties a thought at the back of my head tells me I'm going to pay for that... but then the payments she usually demands of me tends to be of a sort I gladly would pay more of. Pulling her panties all clear from her legs before tossing them aside and then kissing my way up those legs of hers.

Finally kissing her groin, staring right at her beautiful flower. Seeing the moisture glistening on her inner lips as the carnivorous flower as already opened a little, ready to receive it's prey, it's voluntary victim that comes to it to use up and transfer it's energy into it. The victim that will leave it feeling weak and empty. The victim that is constantly longing for it. But I wanted to taste it with my mouth first. Kissing and caressing my way closer. Studying it's every detail with loving eyes. Licking the sides and watching her moan.

"Go further, further." She said with a note of urgency in her voice, a note getting more and more desperate. Gently I placed one hand on her mound of Venus and separate the labia, glimpsing into her sweet pink flesh. Licking the lips, slowly, like a connoisseur. Absorbing each and every detail of this sublime pleasure. Dipping my tongue into her and she shudders, my tongue drowning in her juices. I'm lying with her legs up on my shoulders, her thighs on either side of my head. I'm lying there and licking her, slowly exploring her with my tongue and thinking about nothing but pleasure, that which I'm receiving and that which I'm giving her. Wishing for noting but to maximise both, the latter in particular as that increases the former.

Gently flicking my tongue at her clit, feeling it harden. Gently I lick around it, swirling my tongue up and down, here and there and trying to listen to hear which move she likes the best. Her moans and groans of pleasure is like a symphony to me, played by the world's loveliest and most beautiful orchestra. I lick a finger on my free hand and then gently start inserting it, one centimetre at a time. Smiling in between licks as I hear her moan even louder. I add a second finger, starting to feel a round with my fingertips for a magical spot to stimulate. I feel like I've found it and her loud moans confirm it.

Moving two fingers inside of her and starting to suck gently on her clit I give her more and more pleasure. I feel like grinning widely every time she moans. Her carnivorous cunt starts to squeeze my fingers every now and then, more and more frequently. She starts arching her back, like she's having trouble containing the built up pleasure within her. Being the cause of such a ballet is amongst the greatest if not the greatest feeling on earth. Her thighs start pressing against my cheeks and one of her hands grab a hold of my hair, pushing my face firmly against her body.

"Don't stop..." it takes her quite some effort to get the words out as she's getting less and less coherent. Trembling, shuddering and shaking with the onslaught of lust. Arching her back and relaxing it every now and then. I suckle her clit more intensely, working to push her over that cliff and into the abyss. Releasing all of her carnal desire and tensions. she's starting to make the bed shake all on her own as she throws herself about, millimetres from exploding and I'm just there for the ride... or at least I would be if I wasn't behind it. As it is I'm working harder and harder to give her release and then...

I can't be the only one, the only straight male that thinks that a woman in the throes of lust, of passion, a woman achieving her orgasm, is a beautiful thing. A wondrous thing of enormous beauty. Amazed I hang on suckling her clit as she comes. Sucking on it as each wave crashes over and through her body, as she moans on and on. Hanging on for my life, for her pleasure, as she shakes and shudders, then shivers with pleasure. Slowly, slowly calming down. Panting as returns to the same universe as me. Slowly I pull out my fingers, licking them clean. For a while, a brief eternity, we just gaze into each others eyes. Not a word is said but there is no need for any words either. Our eyes tell each other about the love we have for one another clearly and eloquently enough. She reaches out and I rise up and lean forward to kiss her, a sweet soft kiss with her still a little out of breath. She takes a hold of my neck and gazes straight into my eyes with a commanding look in her eyes.

"Now..." she says slowly, as if choosing each word carefully and composing herself before continuing. "I want you inside of me. Quickly..." The look in her eyes tells me I shouldn't argue and I don't want to either. I just want to give myself to her. I rise up and starts just pulling my member out of my boxers. It doesn't take much to make it completely hard after it's time of neglect and the fact that I have the at that precise moment most beautiful woman in the world lying naked before me makes it only easier.

She spreads her lips for me, a hungry look in her eyes. Carefully aiming the tip before slowly pushing home, taking it slow hoping that the wonderful moment when I sink into her will last even longer. Hoping to feel everything as I dissolve into her, as we become one. She pulls me forward into a kiss and there we lie. In a way I'm eager to start thrusting but at the same time it just feels so good to lie there on top of her, kissing and holding closely. She folds her legs around me as we kiss, holding me down with her arms as well. After a while I slowly begin thrusting, rubbing my groin against hers as move my member inside of her. Her hips soon moving in rhythm with mine, a perpetual rhythm that just feels like it can go on for ever.

I raise myself up a little, to be able to move better. Gazing straight into her eyes and soon our eyes lock together, there's nothing in my vision but her and I suspect the same was true for her at that moment in time. Our carnal rhythm becomes faster and a little harder. I've waited so long but I still don't want it to be over too soon. I want to be with her, inside of her, for as long as possible. Leaning down and kissing her I can feel her fingers digging into my back. Ours is truly a blessed state, a perfect union. For a while I pause, moving my fingers through her hair.

"You're so sexy, so sensual, so beautiful right now. I just want this moment to go on forever." I lean down and whisper into her ear. She smiles at me and then moves her mouth to my ear.

"Roll over." She whispers. I can't see why not so soon I'm lying on my back with her sitting on top of me. We kiss... then she gets off me, leaving my member to cool off. Pulling off my boxers instead. I wait for her to climb back on top of me but she doesn't, leaving me a bit anxious. Lightly and playfully she runs a finger along it's entire length, making me shiver. She smiles menacingly at me as she continues to touch it, caress and play with it.

"What?" I ask.

"Say please..." She says, smiling widely. I groan, guessing this was payback.

"Please... please..." I moan, her continued torture unbearable. Making me shiver with longing to once again be inside of her.

"I'm not sure you want it enough..." She says, teasing me.

"Please... I'm begging you..." I plead, looking up at her with yearning in my eyes. Desperate to get to be inside of her again as she's started pulling at my member and it makes me feel like I'm going to fall apart at any minute.

"Ok, but only since you ask so nicely..." She says, once more mounting me. But the expression of overwhelming pleasure and joy on her face that I see the moment I regain my vision after sliding back into her reveals just how much she wanted it too. How she enjoys this just as much as I do and wants it just as much as I do. How her mind gets blown away by pleasure and lust as much as mine does. Reclaiming control the look in her eyes exclaims that she relishes this opportunity to ride me, to rule me. Putting her hands on my shoulders she's soon got us both going at a higher rhythm that I ever reached. She leans down and kisses me before leaning towards my ear.

"See, I said I was going to rock your world. Now I'm going to fuck you to pieces.." She whispers.

"Please do." Is the first thing I think of to whisper back to her. "Ride me into a million pieces... ride me hard... take me..." Lifting her head she smiles at me and kisses me, gripping my chin with her hand. Then she raises herself, putting her bosom at the same level as my eyes. With her hands on my shoulders she starts riding me harder. My hands wandering between her hips and breasts and I raise my knees to help give her something to bounce off of. Wanting to help her take me harder. Her fingers digging into my shoulders. Such a proud rider she is. My pelvis thrusting into her because I have to. I just have to do everything I can for our encounter to be hotter, harder, faster, more pleasurable.

I lick a few fingers and reach out to touch her clit, giving her a pleasant surprise that makes the flames of desire burn even hotter within her. She leans down, slowing down a little. Leaning her head towards my neck, biting my neck... making me wince with pain, pleasure. Making me desperate to thrust harder up into her. To claim her and find peace, find release. To just fuck myself to pieces... She raises herself and drags her fingers down over my chest, leaving my skin pale then reddening for a while, making me arch my back as that pulse of pleasure travels throughout my body.

Gripping her hips I start counter-thrusting more and more forcefully, each time her crotch meets mine she grinds hers against mine. Grinning at me in between heavy breaths she grips my nipples, twisting them. Working hotter, harder, faster. Using every muscle in my legs all the way up to the small of my back to counter-thrust up into her. Wanting to roll her over on her back but she won't let me, she keeps me on my back with a proud smile. Ruling and riding me. Lifting my bottom from the bed with each counter-thrust.

She leans back and then I feel one of her hands finding it's way to my sack. Playing with it and adding a whole now set of fireworks to my mind. She touches herself, her clit, right in front of me, teasing me. Showing her sexuality off in front of me and turning me on even more, making me want to go harder as beads of sweat form on my forehead. As the muscles in my body contract and relax as each new pulse of pleasure hits my spine. Riding my mind and body like the proud red headed Valkyrie she is. My proud and wonderful rider making me the luckiest man in the world.




An Evening in Autumn



We're both loosing coherency, blood and sweat and muscles taking over. Pushing ourselves further and further, harder and harder. Banging my head into the pillow, going crazy. She leans forward and then her hand crawls forward over my chest to my neck, taking hold of it. Holding on to my neck lightly, like she just wants and enjoys the knowledge of her control and the fact that I do not challenge it. In a way I've always enjoyed submitting to her...

She moves her hand over my neck and chin as I reach backwards with my head. Her fingers brushing against my lips. Without warning she dives forward and catches me in a deep kiss, knocking my breath away as she ravages my mouth. As she rises back up she rides me like she's racing for the finish line on racing horse, heavier and harder almost than I can bare or keep up with. My counter-thrusts get more and more desperate as the edge starts to appear before my mind's eye, the brick wall I have to push through suddenly appearing along the horizon and racing closer. My body screaming at me to keep going and to go faster still. The blood boiling in my veins, my arteries feeling like they're about to burst.

We're bouncing around in bed as I feel the pressure rising, desperately seeking salvation. I'm shaking allover, from exertion, desire, lust and pleasure built up inside. Moaning on top of me she rides like a fury, moaning on top of me she rides me insane. Her hand moving faster and faster over her love knob. I feel it coming, I feel it rising, pressing against all of my insides. I try to relax just a little, pushing it back. But I can't and soon I feel myself on the verge of exploding, each muscle contracting in a pre-orgasm cramp. Then I just blow, every little part of my body with any sort of muscle in it contracting as I explode time and time again up into her. Her hand moves like a blur over her rosebud and bush as I feel every essence of energy in my being rush into her sweet receptacle. Her flower drinking it all in as it starts contracting in spasms around my member. Screaming out a guttural call for god as I come and my mind goes. Muscles all contracted in cramp and then as it starts to ebb they contract and relax, time and time again, each contraction weaker then the one before. She shakes as she comes on top of me, keeping my staff a prisoner inside of her orgasm as she push herself through her own petite mort. Slowly she collapses forward as she drains more and more of the pleasure out of her body. Arching her back standing on all fours over me. with a tired smile she collapses on top of me, panting. Our bodies covered in sweat, our sweat mixing in between our slowly cooling skins. I turn my face to face her.

"You sure did rock my world honey..." I say with a weak voice before kissing her forehead lightly. With glazed eyes she looks at me and smiles. we kiss...

"I sure did baby..." she says and we kiss again... just lying there together. Happily together, being together and loving together... holding on to the only person I want to be with... Outside darkness has taken over completely, but inside it's still warm. We stay in bed for a while longer... holding close together...



An Evening in Burgundy



Travelling round France visiting local museums, I had stopped for a couple of nights in the old walled town of Langres, at the northern end of Burgundy. The night I arrived, I saw a poster for a concert in one of the churches, which seemed like as good a way as any of spending a solitary evening.

I first saw her outside the church, picnicking and talking in a group of people beneath a statue of Joan of Arc: short-cropped vivid carrot-red hair, a large face with strong, high cheekbones and a tip-tilted nose, wearing jeans and a loose shirt. 

The group turned out to be the choir which was giving the concert, and she was the lead alto, her sonorous, clear deep voice somehow matching her looks, and matching, too, the austere black garb she was wearing for the performance itself, which gave her a slightly androgynous look.

I took her image to bed with me that night, assuming that it would soon fade like all the other images of faces seen on my travels. But, the next afternoon, there she was, in the sun by the local lake, with another woman and a man, and wearing a black single-piece bathing costume, tight but discreet above, but when she rolled onto her stomach I could see how high-cut it was on her hips. 

When she stood up I could at last sense her form, so completely sheathed at the concert; she was not tall, but with a strong figure, broad shoulders, a slightly fleshy stomach, tiny breasts that were just shallow swellings beneath her tight costume, but with a magnificent full bottom -- wide hips, deep and rounded, with richly fleshy bum cheeks that were virtually bare as she walked down to the water across the little beach. She swam strongly, far out into the lake, and, when she came out of the water, she showed something else: huge, hard nipples, swollen in the cool water and stretching the material that was pulled tautly across her chest.

Of course I watched her and her friends, wondering who was with whom; the other girl, slight and dark-haired, and sunbathing topless, seemed very relaxed and at ease with the redhead, as did the man. They lay chatting for half an hour; then the other two stood up, and I heard the redhead say she'd stay a little longer. 

I had never picked anyone up on a beach, let alone speaking my halting French; but last night's concert was a possible pick-up line, and, of course, looking as she did, she would expect to be recognised; but I realised I could not have approached her if she, too, had been sunbathing topless. My first moves were trite: nice concert and so on; at least she didn't tell me to fuck off, and I sat down near her; Helène -- that was her name -- sat up, her knees up and her arms round them. With a wry smile, she talked about the vocal group, and how difficult it was to find suitable voices in a small town like Langres. After a few minutes, I made my next step. 

"Would you like to have a drink?" I said, pointing at the café at the top of the beach.

"Yes, but not here; I am going back to Langres and there is somewhere nicer there; follow me as I drive." 

As we went, I imagined the worst, a group of her friends, much French chat, and me soon making my excuses. But, when we arrived, she didn't seem to know anyone there. We talked over a bottle of wine, about Langres, where she had been for less than a year, and about my work, studying French art, which seemed to interest her. I didn't like to mention dinner, in case she suddenly said she had to leave; but then she asked me if I had seen the town's ramparts, and asked me if I'd like her to show me them. 

Down on the beach, she had slipped on a loose skirt and a sleeveless black vest-like teeshirt with deep-cut armholes, over her bathing costume. When we had ordered our drinks she excused herself for a moment and went to the toilet with her bag; it was several minutes after she returned before I realised that she had slipped off the bathing costume and was wearing nothing beneath the vest, but, seated as we were face to face, I could see little more. 

It was now after seven o'clock, the sun was lower -- it was mid-May. As we walked along the ramparts, Helène began by talking a lot, but soon seemed to realise that not much needed to be said, and we walked quietly together, relishing the evening light and the panoramic views. I kept glancing at her, and, when she was a half step ahead, I could glimpse her skin around the armhole in her teeshirt, which hung loosely, free of the shallow swelling of her breast; in the shadows, I glimpsed the vivid deep red of her nipple -- again, it seemed so huge in relation to the flatness of her chest, and its colour was so intense. 

At a look-out point on the ramparts, we paused to look at the chart of the surrounding sights, and she did not flinch as our bare arms brushed; further on, we reached the large bastion which, I knew, was virtually the end of the circuit. Here again we paused, and I realised I had nothing to lose; I took her arm in my hand, and swung round to face her. For a disarming moment she looked quizzically up at me, and then dissolved into my arms, her mouth feeling up for my lips, her arms responding as I held her to me. With one hand I explored the firmness of her back, and then slipped my hand down to her flanks, feeling the beginning of the swelling and the softness of that marvellous bum that had amazed me on the beach. After a couple of minutes she came up for air and half pulled away from me.

"I'm sure you're hungry -- I've got some pizza if you'd like to come back to my flat -- it's very nearby." 

I didn't know if this was a quiet indication that we had to call a halt, but of course I said yes, and we went to a studio apartment on the second floor of a house just around the corner, with the same extraordinary view over the surrounding countryside that we had seen from the ramparts. Would she rush to turn on the oven, or get out the coffee pot? Instead, she measuredly poured a couple of glasses of white wine, and took them over to the table by the window, where she stood waiting for me; and then we kissed -- wholly in earnest, this time, as we both knew. 

She pressed her breasts and groin up against me and I pulled her towards me, my left hand behind her shoulder and my right feeling further down, grasping deep into the flesh of her bum and amazed by its combination of softness and firmness -- this flesh seemed so close to my hand, as I felt her cheeks through her soft cotton skirt; she wriggled between the twin pressure of my hand and my groin, rubbing herself against my rapidly swelling erection. 

Next time we came up for breath I slipped my left hand round in front of her, brushed my fingers across her teeshirt and slipped them into the armhole, sensing the slight swell of her right breast and then meeting the harsh roughness of her nipple -- hard, protruding from her soft flesh. As I brushed it for the first time with my fingertips, a deep shudder went through her and her knees seemed to sag for a moment; I brushed it again and then gently rolled it between my fingers, and she pushed herself harder against my groin, moving in rhythm with my fingertips, till she let out a huge shudder -- and I suddenly had to take her weight as she slumped in my arms. 

A short pause, and she looked up at me with a half smile, and reached down for my prick: unzipped me quickly and extracted it readily from my boxers, ran her fingers, a little sharply, up and down its length. Now I felt round her, running my hand deep under the cheeks of her bottom, into the soft flesh at the top of her thighs; with the other hand I tentatively felt down her front to her groin; she pushed against my hand and I felt the roundness of her pubis so vividly: where were her panties? and how could I feel the shape of her pubis so very clearly through the cotton skirt? I even pressed where I thought her clitoris should be and found it at once, as she writhed against my finger. Clearly there was just the one thin layer of cotton there. Quickly she gestured me over to the sofa that doubled as her bed -- wide, with a barrage of cushions along the back. 

"Take your clothes off!" she said.

She quickly slipped off her vest, lying back on the cushions, wearing just her skirt, and for the first time showing me those extraordinary, huge red nipples. I took off all my clothes and lay beside her, reaching over to take her left nipple between my lips; she shivered again, and pulled me on top of her, spreading her legs beneath her skirt so that I was lying between her knees, and she could thrust her groin against my chest as I sucked at her nipples. She writhed around under me and soon came again, as I gently rasped my teeth along the roughness of the nipples -- their surrounds were quite narrow, though puckered as my teeth brushed across them, but the nipples themselves were wide and hard and protuberant.

After a moment she gently hitched up her skirt beneath me, reaching down for my prick and guiding me up her body, until my tip was brushing against an extraordinary softness and wetness as she rubbed it up and down between her labia; this was the first time that I had touched the flesh between her legs. Then she gently guided me towards her entry, and I eased myself, so smoothly, deep inside her body. She was very wet, but her cunt held me firmly far inside her as we felt for a mutual rhythm. I reached for her nipples again, but she gestured to me not to, focusing on the movement of my cock, with her arms tight around my back, pulling me into her, and pressing her pubis up against me each time I thrust deep inside her. To my relief, she seemed to come again soon, without dragging from me the sperm that was threatening to erupt. 

I wanted now to touch and kiss her down there -- her cunt and her bum; so I slid out of her, still erect, and as we lay side by side she slipped off her skirt and snuggled up close to me, her leg wrapped over mine, and took my prick in her hands to rub it along her labia. She felt astonishingly soft there, and I reached down between us with my hand to touch her with my fingers for the first time. I quickly understood why she felt like that: she was completely shaven, or presumably waxed, since her bare pubis was so soft. 

"Do you like that?" 

My only answer was a broad smile, and she explained, perhaps a little apologetically, that she had needed to have her hair trimmed in order to wear the high-cut bathing costume that I had seen, and had suddenly decided to have it all off; she thought she liked the feeling. My immediate response was to plunge my head down, to lick across this smooth, firm mound, and to slip the tip of my tongue into the top of the tight crack that hid her clitoris. 

I could now look at her fully naked, and see, below the tight top of her slit, that two plump, fleshy pink inner lips were pushing her outer labia apart -- lips between which my penis had been lodged a few moments before, soaked with her juices and my pre-cum. I sucked gently on these lips, to pull indirectly on her clit, and then flicked my tongue up again into the narrow top of her slit, tickling the clitoris itself with my tongue tip. 

She was lying on her back, and now finally I slipped my hands under her, to grasp the great fleshy cheeks of her bum, lifting her towards me as my tongue toyed with her clit, then quickly flicking my tongue down to tickle her on the little hard zone between her vagina and her anus and to moisten her there, and then back to her clit. I replaced my tongue with my finger, between her butt cheeks, and brushed a little moisture down onto her anus, softly flicking my finger-tip across the crinkles of skin that surrounded it, and at the same time pulling her towards my mouth as I licked her. A sudden shudder again, as she came; I felt her muscles pulsing against my tongue and against the finger that was lodged at the opening of her anus. 

After a moment I asked her to turn over, and she lay exposed to me, her legs slightly open and the lips of her bald cunt just showing beneath the cheeks of her bum. At the start, it was all too much, seeing the spectacular cheeks of her arse laid out before me, and I grabbed handfulls of her flesh, and wedged my face as deeply as I could into her bum crack, relishing being surrounded by all this soft warmth. But gradually I started to knead her cheeks in rhythm, with each movement pulling them apart enough for me to touch down with my tongue onto her anus. As I pulled her cheeks further apart, I kept my tongue there, licking across and into her arsehole as she pushed her bum up into my face. 

After a few minutes I pulled my head back and inserted my finger where my tongue had been, initially just nudging the fingertip inside her, and then setting up a rhythm so that it slipped in and out of her anus as she bucked up at me, and finally slipping it in so deeply that it stayed held by her sphincter as she moved on it. A sudden shudder and another climax -- and she quietly said she had never come that way before. 

Now I moved up her until my belly was pressed against her arse, relishing its fullness and softness, and my prick was sliding down between her cheeks, nudging against her anus that I had wetted and softened as I kissed and touched her. She softly pushed up onto my erect tip, and then a little further, and I slipped just past the tightness at her entry; she gasped in half-pain'

"Stop there -- no further"

We lay for a little like that, as I felt the amazing combination of the tightness of her sphincter and the warm soft flesh all around; then her muscles twitched and I slipped out; sliding my cock a little further down, I plunged it into her cunt and she milked me, humping her arse up and down as I thrust deep into her. The movement and the sight of her fleshy cheeks heaving beneath me quickly brought me off, in deep, pulsing jets inside her, and she seemed to come too. We then just lay there, drawing breath, as my cock shrank inside her and slipped out, leaving a trail of her juices and my sperm across her thigh. For a moment of two I lost track of time, and then she said:

"I need to pee -- do you want to, too?" 

I smiled and followed her to the bathroom -- how could she have known how it excited me to watch a woman pee? She sat on the toilet with a broad smile and I heard the splash in the water, and then, as I watched, she opened her knees wide, inviting me to gaze at her while her fleshy inner lips were opened by the intense jet of pee. As she finished and wiped herself, she smiled: 

"Your turn now," she said.

She watched as I tried to relax enough to pee with her eyes fixed on my dick; finally I managed it, and as I finished she reached over and gave my penis a brief ceremonial shake. When we had finished in the bathroom, she said: 

"There really is some pizza, if you would like some!"

She stood up and walking across the room, still naked. So she put the pizza in the oven and brought us some more wine, seemingly relishing my gaze as I watched the rolling movement of her bum, and then her peeping slit and lips as she walked back towards me. When we sat to eat, she had one knee up, baring her sodden lips in their fullness -- now flushed a deep red; and I sat naked, too, my cock soft, but my knees open for her. 

It was getting late now, but we moved together again, for a quite gentle straightforward fuck while we ran our hands over each other -- me over those extraordinary nipples, and she over mine -- she sensed how I liked that, too. This wasn't the extravagant exploratory sex of the first time, but she came again, and so did I. 

"I'm not going to ask you to stay the night," she said, "I have to go to work early in the morning."

I knew that I had to leave early next morning, too, so, with a soft kiss, I slipped off, leaving her wearing just a loose dressing gown, wide open all down the front and showing the whole central swathe of her body. We did not swap addresses, though I did note hers as I left. But, when I got up to leave Langres the next morning, the hotelier handed me a slip of paper, with, on it, her name, address and phone number, which she had left half an hour before. Perhaps after all we would meet again...