4 comments/ 11663 views/ 1 favorites An Unexpected Gift By: shydswriter I had looked forward to this day for some time now. I had finally found a woman I was comfortable enough with to consider taking on as my pet. She was younger than me, still just a teenager, but had been owned before and knew the basic rules and protocols of being owned. Looking at her though I could see she didn't know how to properly greet me. "On your knees," I growled to the petite but curvy blonde standing in front of me. I watched critically as she did as I asked and walked over to stand behind her. I bent at the waist to fix the way she held her hands behind her back and to straighten her spine. "This is how you will greet me each time I enter the room and how you will await punishment when you fuck up." I strode past the kneeling blonde again, picking up two objects I'd earlier set on my desk. I snapped a cold chain link collar around her neck and affixed the matching leash to the O-ring on the collar. I jerked hard on the leash until she stood. She was smart enough to keep her eyes off of my face and her head tilted down. I led her down the hall to a small room that was completely free of furniture. It was a small room with one window halfway up between the floor and the ceiling and it was where she would live until she had earned more. "As you can see there is a rug and blanket for you to use for sleeping. When you are not doing things for me this is where you will go. I will let you out a few times a day to eat and use the bathroom." I tugged on the leash again to lead her out of the room and back out of the hallway. Heading downstairs to the basement which housed my home office I pushed her to her knees just inside of my office and unclipped the leash, then ignoring her to wake my sleeping laptop. After checking my email and phone messages I scooted back some in my computer chair and beckoned her closer. I smiled as she crawled over to me. I tucked my hands behind my head to see if she would understand what I wanted her to do. She did. Within seconds my pants were unzipped and my cock was in her greedy mouth. I fisted a hand in her hair as she expertly licked the length of my cock much like a boy would lick a dripping ice cream cone. She then kissed the head before slowly moving her lips down and taking me into her mouth. No longer in the mood for a good cock worshipping I told her to stand and face the desk. She did so but slowly as if she were afraid to turn her back to me. I stood as well, unzipping the black lacy corset she had on and tossing it to the side. With one hand full of her breast I used the other to travel a light path down her firm stomach to the waistband of her knee length black linen skirt. My fingers burrowed beneath that to her warm and fuzz covered mound. "Good. I hate women who go bald down there. I like a little something that covers the skin. A secret keeper to what lies beneath," I whispered into her ear. She shuddered against my hand as two fingers delved into her moist and open center. She restlessly parted her legs. "That's it my pet. Open for me." I released her so that I could push my chair further back and position her so that I could fuck her while she stood at my desk. As I guided my cock into her eager cunt I heard her mutter "Please don't hurt me. Please don't let it hurt too much." Over and over again like a mantra. I had been told by her previous owner that because of her age she was still a virgin so I expected some hesitance from her but not fear. Still, despite the words she was frantically muttering she proved to be wet and ready for me. I continued my descent into her cunt trying my best to take it slowly as I could still hear her murmuring that she didn't want it to hurt but I'd no sooner gotten the head of my cock into her humid heat when I had no option but to surge forward, out a little bit, then all the way forward. She felt that good wrapped around me. She whimpered as I sank all the way inside of her, past the flimsy membrane that failed to stop, me but said nothing as she silently accepted my length. I paused briefly to make sure she wasn't hurting too badly now that I had pierced her hymen and then began a slow rhythm of moving in and out of her both hands now on her breasts. I caressed them, careful not to be too hard on them despite an overwhelming urge to abuse them just for the fact that I could. "Please stop," she whispered. I cruelly squeezed a nipple. "You don't tell me what to do. You are my property," I said harshly. I couldn't have stopped even if I'd wanted to. It felt amazing to be inside of her. To know that no one had fucked her before me and no one would fuck her after me. I don't enter relationships lightly and I don't share. "Sorry Sir." Those two words and the hurt sincerity of her voice were all it took for me to reach the peak of my orgasm. I thrust into her one last time gasping for breath and murmuring how great she felt as I released my seed into her. I already knew she was on the pill and we had previously discussed my preference not to use a condom. We both had recently been tested for STD's and I was more than financially secure to raise a child if that should happen. I no sooner pulled out of her when she ran out of the room in a mess of tears and desperation. Using a tissue to clean myself up I followed her out of the room knowing she was seeking refuge, not leaving me. I'd taken away her car keys, cell phone, and purse already, leaving her no way of leaving me. I found her in the bathroom hunched over the toilet. She flushed it, wiping her mouth with a tissue as she turned to glare at me. The look lacked any real heat, instead serving more as a way of her silently letting me know how scared she was right now. "This is the one and only time I will overlook the rude way you left without my permission and the fact that you just took off without making sure that I was indeed done with you. I understand that as a virgin you were unprepared and scared and I accept that—this time—but this ridiculous display of emotion is not something I will tolerate for long. You are my pet. My sexual object. You exist for my pleasure. I will always take care of you and see to it that you are safe and healthy but your happiness means little to me right now." She would have to earn my compassion. "Believe me Sir, I fully understand that," she said flatly. Frowning at the disrespect in her voice I opened my mouth to reprimand her but she apologized before I could get in a word. "Sorry Sir," she said with true emotion. "I'm sorry for my rudeness Sir and sorry for leaving the room the way I did. I'm also sorry that I didn't offer to clean your penis with my mouth. I figured you would prefer it if I got sick in here instead of at your feet. I know I've already fucked up and will likely feel the touch of whatever punishment device you like to use and I am ready for it. I ask only that you don't break my skin." She let out a shaky breath then added, "I realize I have no room to ask you for anything so please consider what I said a suggestion." I was surprised by the thoroughness of her apology but remembered who she had previously belonged to. Her previous owner was an arrogant ass known well for the cruel way he treated any woman stupid enough to be in his life. I decided to give her some space and time to calm down. "Clean yourself off then you may go your room. I'll be by with the clothes I'll allow you to wear and the other things you brought that I do not mind you having." "Thank you Sir." "Can I help with anything?" she asked me some time later. It was just after five at night and I'd begun cooking an impromptu dinner of from-frozen crab cakes and fries. She dropped to her knees in submission as I turned to face her. Good. She had remembered to greet me on her knees. "I was wondering if you would make an appearance or not." "Sorry Sir. I wasn't sure if I was allowed to eat or not." "You may stand," I said turning away. "I'm just about done so have a seat at the table." "Thank you for allowing me to eat with you Sir. I know many pets eat on the floor from a dog bowl. I-I appreciate your kindness." "I already traumatized you enough with the sex," I joked. "No need to make things worse by humiliating you. Plus, I feel that forcing a human to eat like a cat or dog would, goes too far. It's one thing if you're role-playing but for everyday life as a pet that is not something that I will ever require." "That's very good to know." I could hear the smile in her voice and smiled as well though she couldn't see it. I used a plastic spatula to slide the crab cakes out of the skillet and onto the ceramic plate the fries were already on and carried it over to the table. We ate in silence though I could tell by the secretive way she glanced at me when she thought I wasn't looking that she had something she wanted to ask or say to me. Her eyes told me that she wanted me. They spoke of a desire for me to take her again. Her mouth though seemed too shy to speak the words. I waited until we'd finished eating to ask what it was she wanted. "Speak," I commanded. Her cheeks flushed a delicate pink and she dipped her head to avoid my eyes. She was embarrassed to have been caught wanting to speak to me and embarrassed, I was sure, by what it was she wanted from me. I had seated her in the chair immediately to my left and reached over to touch her between her legs. I figured that would be the best way to get her attention. Sure enough she let out a quiet gasp as I inserted a finger into her tight channel. "You have something to say then say it," I said as I used the nail of my thumb to lightly scrape down the length of her clitoris. "Please," she whispered hoarsely. "Please what?" My thumb and pointer finger squeezed the little nub causing her to whimper. "Tell me what you want, pet." "You," she muttered. "You want me?" "Yes." "What part of me do you want?" I inserted a second finger. "Don't make me say it." I laughed quietly. "Say it, pet. Never be afraid to tell me what you want." "Your penis. I want your penis inside of me. Please Sir." I stifled a laugh at the way she whispered the word 'penis'. She was such a delightful innocent! I would take great pleasure in corrupting her. I slid my chair closer to hers. "You want it Baby then reach for it. You've been a good girl for the most part so I'll let you take control this time." She opened her eyes which had gone closed with lust and blinked confusedly at me. I could tell she didn't know what I wanted her to do which amused me even more. "Climb onto my lap and lower your cunt onto my length. Ride me." To help her out I undid my pants and released my erect length. "Oh wow," she murmured. She had begun to get out of her chair, placing one hand on my shoulder, but stopped. I urged her on. "We'll go as slow as you want," I promised. She looked at me. "Why are you being so nice? I'm your property. You could fuck me against the table and I wouldn't be able to do anything about it." "You'd rather I force you, then?" She thought about it and eventually nodded. "It hurt when you took me but I liked the raw power of you forcing me to do what you wanted." "You liked it so much you got sick immediately after." She shrugged. "I was scared. When I get too scared or excited I puke. My still waiting cock was demanding I get things moving so I decided on a compromise. I reached over and with my hands hauled her onto my lap. "Guide me into you," I demanded with my eyes on hers. She complied with a timid hand, the other still on my shoulder. She narrowed her eyes in concentration and began to lower herself down onto me. She stopped about three-fourths of the way down. "I—" I impulsively covered her lips with mine, groaning at the spark that ran through me at this new connection. With our lips still locked I used a hand to guide her into moving up then down. I let her set the pace even though I longed to grab her hips with my hands, push her onto the table and have my way with her. She shoved a small hand against my chest until I broke the kiss. "What's wrong?" I rasped. "Nothing. Just need air, Sir," she panted. She quickened the pace moving her hand to my shoulder. "God you're so tight and wet," I groaned. She didn't say anything but I didn't expect her to. Instead she let loose with a shrill scream as her walls contracted against my cock in what I was sure was her first ever orgasm. 'Fuck!" she yelled on a laugh. "Thank you Sir. Thank you for letting me come and for letting me take the lead. I really appreciate your kindness." She'd stopped moving and had collapsed against me, her arms around my neck. I was still inside of her, still hard, but I didn't mind. This was about her. I'd let her have this. She began to pull away from me but stopped, her eyes darting to my face. "You're still hard." I nodded. She began to move slowly. I knew she had to be sensitive from just having had an orgasm and stopped her. "You don't have to do this." "Yes I do. You said I exist to please you and so I will please you...unless you'd rather I use my mouth on you? Or my hand?" She continued moving up and down as she spoke. Enjoying the feel of her sliding up and down on my throbbing flesh I decided to take back the reins and picked her up as I used a hand to push aside my dinner plate, laying her back where it had been. Conscious of how slippery and sensitive she was I went carefully but let her know that I was in charge by setting a quick and even pace. "You have no idea how much of a turn on it is to know I'm the only man who will fuck your virgin cunt," I grunted as I slowly began to reach the point of no return. "No other man?" she panted curiously. "Yes. You're mine. All mine. I'm going to ruin you for any other man. No one else will compare to me, pet." "Cocky words," she joked with a smile. "Truthful words," I corrected. I don't easily let go of things or people. You're in my life now and you won't be leaving it any time soon." I realized how creepy that could sound but I didn't care. It was true. The men in my family, much like the gray wolf, mate for life. I didn't have to know the blonde I was inside of very well (and I didn't) to know that she was "the one." She was everything I wanted in a woman. She was sexy in a quiet way, respectful, malleable, eager to please, fun to be around and great to be inside of. "Happy Birthday to me," she whispered to herself though I hardly heard it. My admittance that she was mine was all I needed to find release inside of her slick and welcoming channel. I muttered for her to wrap her legs around my waist then sat back down with her in my lap. "What do you mean Happy Birthday to you?" She was smart enough to know to be respectful and so didn't toss me the 'Are you kidding me?' look I was sure she was hiding. "It's my eighteenth birthday." A slow and deep chuckle reared up from within me. "What a way to celebrate, hmm?" I teased her. "Great sex, a sexy and kind-hearted Dom, and fatty food. What more could a girl ask for?" she batted her lashes innocently but I wasn't fooled. "Have you ever done it anally?" She looked at me, obviously surprised by the question. "N-no...but I have a feeling I'm about to." I lifted her off of me. "Follow me, pet. I'll get the lube and a glove. I'll give you a birthday present like you've never had before." "Happy Birthday to me," she said uneasily, quietly. "No. More like Happy Birthday to me," I corrected with a devious smile. "It isn't my birthday but you're the best gift a guy could ask for." An Unexpected Gift I was intrigued to see the new 'toy' he had bought me. We had always been adventurous together in bed, but this time he had told me that it was completely different. I did as I was asked, and turned up to his house in only underwear, stockings and heels under a long black coat. I wore his favourite, a satin and lace, red and black bra with a matching thong. My stockings were black gloss with a red seam and bow running up the back of my legs, elongating them. The high, red stilettos made them look even longer. My coat tied only at the side, allowing him to easily undo the bow to reveal my figure underneath. "Good girl," he whispered as he slipped the coat off my shoulders. He liked this underwear a lot. I smiled and began to walk towards him, but he stopped me, putting a finger to my lips. He produced a black satin blindfold and proceeded to place it over my eyes, tying it tightly so i could only see the faintest glimmer of light shining underneath it. He led me forward and carefully guided me through a door and down some stairs. I could smell oils burning and feel the heat of a warmed room. He placed me in a chair and told me to sit still. Heard some rustling behind me and soon I found out what it was. "Now tonight, I want you to only answer when I speak to you. It's part of your present. Tonight, I am going to be your master, and you, my slave." He whipped the blindfold off of me. By this point he had tied my wrists to the arms of the chair with silk ropes. He shimmied me out of my underwear and then proceeded to spread my legs wide before strapping my thighs and ankles down, on what I could now see was some kind of bondage chair. It had a seat that was in the shape of an arrow head, so that my legs could be parted and easy access allowed without anything to get in the way. I looked around the room to see various new objects I had never seen before. There appeared to be a set of cuffs hanging from the ceiling, a table with many straps and chains, and a row of hooks with whips, gags and chains all hanging, ready to be utilised. "Just relax honey this will be fun." I must have looked a little nervous. "Now to get started. For now, slave, I will start off easy on you and gradually increase the intensities. Just so we're clear, you are not allowed to come unless I give you permission. Do you understand me?" I nodded. Quick as a flash he reached up and grabbed a leather whip from a hook and brought it down across my thigh. I cried out in pain. "You must always answer me with yes master or you will be punished. And will I have to gag you so I don't hear your cries of pain?" "No master." I replied. He started to flick the whip he was holding lightly over my thighs, working his way towards my crotch. He intensified the lashings as he got further up my thigh; I struggled not to wince in pain. I was not used to this treatment. "Let's try something a bit more interesting." At this point he whipped off my bra and then came over carrying some sort of chains and clips over. He found a chain choker and secured it around my throat. Hanging from this was a chain each side with a clip on the end. I found myself gasping in pain as he clipped one onto each of my nipples and I received the whip across my breasts for making a noise. He scuttled off to somewhere behind me, only to come back with a leather, studded ball gag. It fastened tightly around the back of my head, there was no way I could utter a sound now. The stinging on my nipples was excruciating, but as I received my whipping across all of my body, I started to find I was beginning to enjoy the sensation. I liked being this submissive and I could feel my pussy starting to get very wet at the thought of what he might do to me next. He placed the whip down and started to tug gently on the chains attached to my nipples. A longing sensation travelled down my body and into my pussy where it began to throb with longing. Here he put a clip on my clit. It vibrated slightly, and I did not know how I was going to last before I was overwhelmed with orgasm after orgasm. "Now, you are not to orgasm until my entire fist is in your pussy. If you come before I have said, you will receive thirty lashings." He slowly stroked my pussy lips, teasing me as he slid one finger just inside, feeling how wet I was. He reached up inside me with his finger and tickled my G-spot, now oversensitive from the buzzing I could feel on my clit. He entered another finger inside me and began probing me gently, my pussy juices flowing out over his hand as I tensed in an effort not to come. He could sense my efforts and withdrew his fingers, tasting them to let me recover slightly. This time he returned with all four fingers, a shock to my tight little pussy which had not yet opened up. But I found that it was more than capable of stretching to accommodate his big hands. He once again stroked my G-spot and I was tantalisingly close to climax. He gently pushed his fist up inside me and held it there still for a moment. I felt myself shake, overcome by my orgasm and he thrust his fist inside me deeply, encouraging my climax. As I stopped shaking he brought his hand to my face. "Lick me clean." I stared at him for a minute in disbelief. He wanted me to lick my own juices from his hand? A whip cut across my breast, catching the chain attached to my nipple and making me wince. I started to lick for fear of being hit again, and as I did so, I found it quite enjoyable, the threat of another lashing at any moment, tasting my juices and the anticipation of what was to come. He moved me then, off of the chair, towards the cuffs, suspended from the ceiling. Attaching both of my wrists, they began to rise up until I was stretched with my arms above my head so I couldn't move. I felt a small object between my legs, first inserted briefly in my pussy, then roughly forced up my tight ass making me wince. My ankles were cuffed apart, on either end of a spreader bar, my pussy exposed to the room. I felt a hand, gently tapping my mound, the fingertips just reaching my clit, making it ache for more contact. A sharp slap on my pussy brought me back to my senses. What was he doing to me? I couldn't believe how good it felt. I suddenly felt a large, cock shaped object rise up between my legs. It was as wide as his leg, very wide indeed, and he was intending to push it inside me. He held it at the entrance of my pussy and slowly applied more pressure until it finally slipped in. As I felt my pussy stretch wide to accommodate its girth, it started to vibrate. "I give you permission to come as many times as you can while I get the next bit ready." As he turned away the intensity of the vibration raised by a considerable level and jointly with the plug in my ass, it brought me to climax several times. When the vibrations stopped suddenly, I opened my eyes. He removed the dildo from between my legs and proceeded to wash me with ice cold water, making me shiver at every touch. When I was released from the cuffs I let my arms drop to my sides, as he led me over to the table. I lay down on my back and he set to work securing me in. Leather straps held me around my waist and arms. My legs were spread and hoisted into stirrups so my knees were bent up and my pussy and ass exposed completely. The chains, still attached to my nipples, were attached to a bungee cord of some kind hanging from the ceiling, which proceeded to tug gently, making my nipples burn with desire. Not being able to see what he was doing at my lower end, I was shocked when another rubber cock was placed at the entrance to my pussy. Did I not get a real cock yet? It started to thrust in and out of me, its angle ensuring that it nudged the butt plug every time it entered me. It was a fucking machine. He moved around to my head and undid my gag. My headrest dropped back and my head tilted downwards, towards the floor. "Suck me slave." He forced his cock into my mouth and made me deep throat him and suck his balls whilst I was being invaded by the fucking machine. I felt myself close to climax and began to moan softly in the back of my throat. I received a sharper tug on my nipples and a slap across my breast for my disobedience, for not keeping quiet. I felt it then, as he tensed against me, he came, deep into the back of my throat, his warm ejaculate filing my mouth. He lifted my head so I could swallow, and then replaced the ball gag back in my mouth. The thrusting between my legs stopped and the butt plug was removed, only to be replaced by something warm and wet. He finally entered me with his cock. I felt my body sigh in relief and then ache at the thought of not being able to come until he told me that I could. As he began to thrust he rubbed my clit gently with his thumb, winding me up even more. I felt the clips being ripped from my nipples, the burning I felt as the blood rushed back into them. He unhooked me then, all my bonds falling to the floor, my legs flopping down either side of him as he thrust inside my ass. "Now to go make love, baby. I hope you enjoyed it." He carried me then, up the stairs to our bedroom. It had a four poster bed which he had laid petals over and surrounded with candles. He lay me down and leant over me, sliding his hard cock into my pussy. He caressed my breasts and sucked my nipples, kissing away the pain he had put me through earlier on. He pushed himself deep inside me, the feeling so different from the phallic objects he had used before. As he pushed in and out, I felt his erection grow larger, his cock throbbing, ready to explode once more. I reached around and grabbed his balls, massaging them between my fingertips, feeling them grow in expectation. All at once I felt my own orgasm overcome me as he shot his load deep inside me. We held each other close, and only then did he whisper, "happy anniversary my love." An Unexpected Gift Most everything about my life could be classed as normal. I have a boring low paid job and the only minor exception to my normalcy is that I live with my sister, not being able to afford a place of my own. Life was looking bleak at home with my parents and things started to fall apart. Fortunately my sister offered me a room in her house at a dirt cheap price compared to local rent prices, I couldn't refuse. Life got a little easier and I began saving money at a decent rate. The one surprising bonus of living with my sister was I piggybacked on her social life. Her friends were always coming round to see her as she lived quite centrally in our home city. Her house was in constant use, a hub for all meet ups and parties. One Sunday I found myself in the house alone. I made the most of my brief freedom by watching the daytime adult channels on the TV but couldn't build the urge to start masturbating, a fortunate choice as I spotted my sisters closest friend, Coleen, through the net curtains walking up the foot path. I flipped the channel a couple of times and made for the door. I have had a crush on Coleen for a couple of years, since before I moved in. Now I live with my sister I see her frequently and having her so close so often increased my affection for her. The problem was she never ever looked at me in that way. I had always held onto hope but after a frank conversation with my sister one day I came to realise I had no chance with Coleen. I took a deep breath before opening the front door. As I did I found a vision of loveliness! One of the things I found so attractive about Coleen was her choice of footwear. Never in all my years had I seen her wear something I don't find sexy. Normally she wears trainers, something I have always liked on a lady, but when she was going out and about she would wear the sexiest high heels. The kind normally worn by glamour models in their sexy photo shoots. Today she wore my favourite footwear for a lady. Ankle boots. I couldn't tell you why I found them so unstoppably sexy. Put ankle boots on any woman and I find myself many times more likely to see her as a sexual object. Something just clicks deep down. I came back to my senses quickly as I realised I had been staring at her body and boots. "I'm sorry. You wanna come in?" She smiled her slightly lopsided smile. "Thank you." She stepped past me and I closed the door. It took a considerable amount of self-control not to check her arse out as she wore a black skirt that clung to her every curve. If she looked round as she walked into the living room I would be caught dead to rights. My worries and caution meant little however as she walked straight into the living room without turning back and sat on the couch. I followed trying to think of something to say. "Is Tara here?" She asked her eyes already glued to the TV. "Nope, out. Said she wouldn't be back until about three." I checked the clock and found it was only two o'clock. "You are welcome to wait." She checked her phone. "Ok, thanks. I will." I couldn't put my finger on it but something about her tone was off. I guessed that she was pissed off with her boyfriend again, it had happened quite a lot lately. A relationship problem was always my sister's thing. If I got involved I would just make a fool of myself or make her hate me. I couldn't think what to say so I went with a classic. "You want a cuppa tea?" She looked at me for the first time, the slightest smile showed on her face. "Please." I left for the kitchen and busied myself making two giant mugs of strong tea. That she liked her tea just as I did was one of the few things I knew we shared in common. After a good five minutes of brewing I picked up both mugs and headed back into the lounge. Before I rounded the corner I noticed the TV was silent. Turning off the TV was an unusual move if she was staying for an hour and in my next three steps I saw why she had done it. What I saw right then and there will never leave me. A picture of perfectness that is seared into my brain until the very last day of my life! I found Coleen, object of my unwanted attentions, kneeling on the couch with not a scrap of clothing on but her ankle boots. Her face buried in the cushions and her beautifully rounded, bare arse pointing directly at me. She had clearly been recently waxed as there wasn't a hair to be seen. I glared at her pussy lips, dark red and waiting. My eyes were drawn to her butthole as she held both her arse cheeks apart, presenting and slightly stretching her wonderful arsehole. The mugs of tea nearly left my grip. My cock was sent into turbo mode, working its way to erect as fast as it could go. For safety's sake I put the boiling hot mugs down on the table and my eyes shot back to my wonderful gift. What else could she mean? The gesture was as plan and obvious as it could have been. She had heard me walk back into the room and still she hadn't said anything, I knew what I was going to do. I took control! "Wait right there and don't move a muscle!" A command that I hoped to the Gods she would obey. I forced myself to walk upstairs not run as I didn't want her to hear me running, seeming as desperate as I actually was. I took a condom from my room and some lube that I hadn't had course to use with a lady in almost a year. I made my way back down stairs and found her exactly as I left her. My cock, now painfully erect, twitched at the sight of her fuck holes. I positioned myself behind her wondering where to start. For all I knew this was a one-time deal so I wanted to make the most of it. I knelt behind her putting her stunning backside right in front of my face. Her ankle boots hit me in the chest. I gently place my hands on her calves and shifted her legs apart just enough to get closer. I stroked her shapely and smooth legs upwards around the outside. The contours of her body led my hands to her superb hind quarters and I squeezed the arse I had fantasized about for so long. Her hands still reaching round and holding herself exposed to me. My fingers edged closer to her perfect cunt, my nose drinking in the smell of her already moist pussy. I toyed the edges of her lips but found myself unable to resist any longer as I buried my tongue deep into her. She was wet and salty and I drove my tongue into her and flicked it about, trying to reward her for what she had done for me. She made her first vocalisation since I found her like this as she moaned. It drove me to work her slit harder. My nose rubbed up against her arsehole for a little while before I decided to change tracks. I pulled my lucky tongue out of her and played one handed with her glorious pussy as I wiped my face. I returned my face moments later and placed a delicate kiss directly onto her brown hole. She gasped in the most positive way and I took it as the go ahead to work her rectum. I pushed my thumb gently into her and listened to her breathing. I worked it in deeper and deeper, slowly and only a part at a time until I had it knuckle deep. My cock twitched in protest and I thought the time had come. I extracted my finger a lot quicker than it went in and wiped it on my trousers. Her whimpering sped my actions as I dropped my trousers to the floor and worked the johnny onto my cock. I placed a generous amount of lube on myself and gently fingered some onto her waiting arsehole. She twitched at it coolness but still she didn't say anything. I positioned myself behind her and took a deep breath. Partly to steady my nerve and partly as a warning to her. A sort of last chance to say something. She didn't. I aimed my dick into her arsehole and pushed gently. I was almost running a fever at the amount of resistance her tight hole gave me. Even with the lube it took some time to work myself into her at a good depth. I pumped my hips gently not wanting to hurt her if this was her first time, her heavy breathing turn to gasps and finally to moans and I took one low rumbling moan as my go signal for full penetration. I drove every inch of my cock as deep as it would go and she screamed. Possibly the sexiest scream the world had ever heard, and I was the only one to hear it! I brought up my pace to moderate and realised I already had the inclination to cum. I pushed my mind and thoughts well out of the perfect moment my body was experiencing and pumped her with a slightly slower pace. Allowing the building orgasm to subside. Throughout it all she hadn't said a thing. I glanced at the clock and saw we only had fifteen minutes before my sister was due home. I had been tonguing and fucking her arse for almost forty minutes. With great reluctance I pulled my cock out of her well worked arse and pulled the johnny off. I caught myself before I continued. "No more condom." I stated. Her only response was to readjust her hands to present herself openly once more. I dipped my tongue into her perfect cunt once more, I wanted to remember the taste when this was all over. I ran my hands over her perfect legs again, this time my hands made their way across her back and under to her hanging breasts. Feeling the softness of her bust and flicking my finger over her erect nipple. I kept one hand on her breast as I made my way closer with my throbbing cock. The time for waiting was over, I pushed into her pussy for the first time. A feeling I won't ever forget. She was beautifully wet and my cock slid into her all the way to the hilt, she moaned and I revelled in the sensation. If her pussy was all ready for me I wasn't going to mess about as time for fun was slipping away from us. I have never thrust into a woman as hard as I did that day. I held onto her round hips for grip and pounded her with every last piece of energy I had. She screamed and moaned in perfect timing with my movements and I saw her white creamy cum on my cock as I looked down. The sight of my cock bareback in the woman of my fantasies and covered in her cum was too much and I felt my orgasm begin. I didn't think about anything at the moment of ecstasy. Every single cell of my being lit up with fire as I felt line after line of my seed shoot into Coleen's pussy. I buried my cock as deep as it would go on instinct, drawing her hips backwards into my own. My orgasm subsiding I left my cock inside her for a little while. After everything she had said not a word. It was the defining sexual moment of my life so far, and I would be surprised if it ever got any better than this, and I hadn't seen her face for a single second of it. Finally I pulled my spent cock out of her. I pulled up my trousers and saw my semen start to slowly dribble out of her well fucked pussy. She wasn't pushing it out, it was simply gravity doing its work. I glanced away from this magnificent sight and it was nearly three o'clock. She still hadn't moved. "I am going to reheat the tea." I left the lady as I found her. Knelt over face first onto the couch, hands spreading her pussy and arsehole wide open. I picked up the now cold tea and went back into the kitchen. Whilst the tea microwaved back to drinkable my mind reeled at the magnificence of my life! The microwave beeps signalled the end of my time out and I returned to the lounge carrying the tea as before. Coleen sat on the sofa exactly as I left her the first time. Fully clothed and still sexy as hell. My limp cock twitched as I thought it may look similar but as she sat there, being beautiful without trying, my semen was working its way inside her pussy. I placed the tea on the table next to her. "There you go." She glanced at me, this time a full and broad smile. I smiled back so wide I must have shown every tooth! "Thanks." She winked at me and we both sat and watched rubbish TV in silence. Not three minutes after we started my sister came home, she and Coleen got down to girl talk and I said goodbye and went to my room. Still floating in a world of ecstasy. Later I considered her boyfriend and the fact I had aided a woman in cheating on her partner, something I would never normally do. But the situation was so far from normal I shrugged it off. She broke up with him not long after but she didn't turn up on my doorstep again, as I hoped. She never mentioned it to anyone as far as I know. I have a decent friendship with her at the moment. I suppose someone working your pussy and arsehole for an hour is bound to break down walls. We chat far more openly and I always have that feeling, I see a sparkle in her eye that tells me I might get the chance to go again whenever the mood strikes her and the timing is right. The End.