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Fulfilled

By: Mistermister



This is a work of fiction and contains elements of D/S and incest so if you have reservations about that read no further otherwise enjoy. 

Frank Davis was an ambitious outgoing 22 year old. Graduating at the top of his class and with honors, he had a bright future ahead of him. But despite all this there was a huge hole in his life. He had been orphaned at age two after a terrible car accident to which he had a scar running down the length of his back as a reminder, then raised by his aunt Betty. Then with her untimely death 4 years later in another car crush, he was bounced around from foster home to foster home. 

Fortunately for him he was never mistreated or abused like some kids, but the downside was he was never in one place for too long to develop any kind of friendships. This was a very lonely upbringing for him, so he focused his attention on his studies and as a result actually was able to graduate from high school with honors. He wasn't into athletics, although he jogged whenever he found the time, but showed a highly developed understanding of business and the world of marketing. This earned him a full scholarship to college and not to disappoint his sponsor showed the same zeal if not more in the new setting and a graduated again with honors. Things were looking up. 

He was hired immediately after graduation by Larry Walters, who knew a good opportunity when he saw one and he wasn't about to pass up on Frank. He had interned for him during his junior and senior years, and even though Larry would never admit it, some of Frank's suggestions and ideas had been implemented and had actually helped in the business bottom line. You see Frank had a gift; he could negotiate pretty much anything because could pick up on what the other party wanted and work with that. You might say he had the 'edge' which in business could mean the difference between closing and loosing a deal.

So when he graduated, Larry couldn't pass that up and since the business was expanding he needed someone to run his new office on the other side of the state. Frank didn't even think twice when he was offered the job because he figured this might be his only opportunity to prove himself. Moving wasn't a problem for him because he didn't have a girlfriend or a loved one to leave behind, he was used to it by now and he also never dated seriously, and besides the company was paying for everything including the first six months rent. The office was already staffed so all he had to do was take charge and report to Larry every two weeks.

Fortunately for him most of the staff was young about his age so he didn't feel out of place, and to prove this his assistant hit on him on the third day. Actually he found it amusing rather than getting angry but decided to have a little talk with her. Every weekday morning he had a routine whereby he would buy a cup of coffee at the coffee shop on the ground floor, sit on a table by the window and read the paper. 

Then one morning his routine was somewhat interrupted, he was so engrossed in his newspaper that he didn't notice that someone was seated at his favorite table until he sat down. The occupant, a beautiful young woman, didn't interrupt him and waited until he realized he had company then introduced herself.

'Hi, my name is Emily,' she said while stretching out her hand for a handshake. Frank tried to answer back but when he opened his mouth nothing came out so he just shook her hand and continued staring and he couldn't take his eyes off her. For the first time in his life he didn't know how to act around someone. On instinct he looked at his watch and saw that he was running late.

'Meet me here at lunch time,' he told her while leaving. It was more of an order than a request and he wasn't even sure why he said it and left before she was able to reply. It took him a while to settle down after entering his office. Then it hit him that he had been a bit forceful to her and decided to apologize the instant they met again. Something else also bothered him, well not so much bother but more of a curiosity. He could have sworn he'd seen her before somewhere but after a while figured he might have seen her around the building sometime.

Lunch arrived and for some reason he suddenly felt nervous like when a guy is about to go out on a first date. When he got to the coffee shop, she was seated at the table reading something and she suddenly looked up and waved at him. His felt weak and was afraid he might not be able to make it. When he got to the table she stood up and for the first time was able to take a better look. She was about 5'8 possibly 115lb and what looked like large C-cups with a killer set of hips. She had beautiful straight black shinny hair that was held in a neat ponytail with brown eyes and when she smiled she exposed a perfect set of teeth.

'I'm sorry about this morning I was a bit rude I hope that didn't turn you off?' he apologized.

'No its okay,' she replied with a giggle. It's him, she thought, and he's so handsome. Frank heard this and turned around thinking someone was approaching. Seeing no one, he brushed it off.

'Where are my manners, I'm Frank,' he introduced himself, 'want to get out off here and grab something to eat?' he asked in an awkward voice.

'Sure, what do you have in mind?' she asked. Then he felt it again. This time it lasted a little longer and that is why he couldn't ignore it. It was a calming feeling that seemed to engulf his body and he didn't know why. It had happened when they had first met that morning and he had ignored it but this time he couldn't. He turned to look at her and was met by that beautiful disarming smile of hers. Something wasn't right here as far as he was concerned because instead of feeling nervous or anxious, he felt calm.

She was also experiencing something because when they met that morning something had awakened in her something strange and exciting, a prediction from her mother. You see she had a gift, which was shared by her family, which enabled her to pick up other peoples feelings and thoughts, just like a telepath. There was one small problem, nobody outside the family was supposed to know; unless Frank was the one they'd been looking for.

She took his hand and like a parent leading a child, headed out of the lobby and across the street to a quiet restaurant. The crowd wasn't large which made it easy to get a table. They sat at a corner table and she ordered both their lunches which surprised him even more because that was exactly what he was going to get. Now this was getting too creepy for him. She picked up on that and giggled which brought a confused look on his face.

'What's so funny?'

'I'm sorry it's just that your expression is precious,' she replied.

'Would you please explain to me what is going on, I mean I have all these feelings, and I can swear I heard the lady on the next table curse without opening her mouth yet I can't explain how.'

'Do you trust me?' she asked.

'Yes,' he replied even though he didn't quite know why.

'Good because I'm going to ask you to be patient and all will be explained.'

That's easy for you to say, he thought with a slight laugh then continued, 'tell me a bit about yourself if you don't mind.'

'Ok, I'm eighteen and work as an intern for the investment firm at the top floor. I'm studying finance at the local college so that I can go into the family business.'

'And what's that?'

'Financial advising but we mostly take care of a trust fund.'

'Are you waiting for the fund to mature?'

'No, not exactly we are just watching over it until the recipient is located and can take charge and we also invest some if it in the markets for a handsome fee of course. My mum has her own firm and I intend to go and work with her after graduating.'

'I hope the recipient is grateful when it matures.' And with that their lunch came and they settled down to eat. They continued talking and he learnt that she never got to know her dad because her mum chose invitro fertilization instead of the normal way. That last statement surprised him a bit because he didn't expect anyone to be that candid. Yet something was bothering him but he couldn't figure out what. 

She looks familiar but where have I seen her before? He thought to himself. Unbeknown to him she picked up on this but since she didn't want to freak him out further decided to be as subtle as possible. She decided to get to know him some more before she revealed anything. For the next few days they met for lunch and got to know each other well. What surprised him most was that they could read each other so easily. The first time they kissed, he couldn't believe how soft her lips were, and from that moment on he kissed her every opportunity he got. 

She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and the interesting thing was she never wore make up, her skin was smooth and he loved caressing her face which seemed to amuse her. Every time he did that a feeling of euphoria or something like it overcame him, but at this point he didn't care as long as he was with her. And after a couple of weeks of meeting for lunch and coffees, she decided it was time to introduce him to her mum they were falling in love.

'Something has been bothering you and I want to help you resolve it,' she came out one day.

'What do you mean?'

'I still remind you of someone and that bothers you because you can't quite place it so here's what you can do, when you go home tonight go through your family pictures and then meet me here tomorrow same time.' The rest of the day went by quickly for him and before he knew it he was in his apartment micro waving some leftovers. He then retrieved his shoe box containing treasured mementos and started going through them.

He didn't have too many family photos and he didn't know what he was looking for so he just flipped through them casually until he came to the last one, he froze. There in the photo was Emily or someone who looked exactly like Emily standing next to his parents who were holding him and his older brother. How had he missed it, the young woman in the photo couldn't have been more than sixteen and sadly according to the date stamp this was the last family photo they took because the accident occurred two weeks later.

Now he was really confused but consoled himself with the fact that Emily might be able to provide some answers. That night he dreamt that he was reunited with his family and that they were so proud of his achievements but when he woke up the next morning the loneliness came back. He couldn't wait for lunch to arrive something which didn't go unnoticed by everyone else. His assistant Jackie having not given up on him tried to relieve his anxiety by being extra nice to him and carrying out his orders quickly. By the time lunch arrived, he couldn't contain himself and literally ran out of the office to the restaurant across the street.

He settled down at the same table and waited. The wait felt like an eternity and when she showed up, the anxiety just melted away he didn't know how or why but then again he had given up on trying to answer that. She gave him her trademark beautiful smile and sat down.

'Before you ask anything I want you to know that whatever I tell you has to remain between us okay?' she asked in a very serious tone.

'Okay, who really are you? And who is the young woman in this photo?' he asked while sliding the photo across the table. She picked it up and looked at it, then her face lit up and her beautiful smile returned.

'It is you! That explains why I can pick up your feelings and thoughts and I believe so can you.'

'What? You mean you can… wait a minute what do you mean it's me?'

'Would you like to meet her?'

'But you still haven't answered my question.'

'Remember what I told you, all will be explained. So will you have diner with us?'

'Okay,' he answered even though he still didn't know why. They shared a quiet lunch but his curiosity had been peaked. If she could provide the necessary answers then he would be a very happy man.

The rest of the day was spent in a dream like state and by the time Emily came by to pick him up he couldn't say what if any work he had done. This has to stop he thought otherwise I wouldn't get anything done. 

'Are you talking about me or yourself?' she asked breaking his train of thought. And before he could answer Jackie popped her head in to say she was leaving for the day. 'You know she has a crush on you,' she said, and he could have sworn he sensed a hint of jealousy.

'Don't worry about her she'll get over it,' he reassured her. 

'You ready to meet your other family? Because I know Lori, that's my mum, is dying to meet you.' All of a sudden he felt anxious and to reassure him she gave him a hug. 'Don't worry I'm sure she's anxious to meet you too.'

'What if I'm not what she expected? I haven't seen her in twenty years.'

'Relax you're stating to worry me. Trust me you're what she expected you should have heard her on the phone when I told her about the photo. She can't wait to meet you,' she reassured him while caressing his face. He tried to say something, but she stopped him by placing a finger on his lips to shush him. The drive to her place was quiet and she could feel his nervousness, so every time they stopped at a red light she would caress his hand to reassure him though it didn't help much. When they arrived, he almost fainted because first of all he didn't know people built such huge houses anymore. He had seen thirty room mansions but this was ridiculous. 

This didn't go unnoticed by her and it made her giggle at his surprised expression. After she let him recover, she took his hand and led him in through a pair of insanely huge oak doors. He was like a child entering a museum for the first time.

'Would you like a tour of the place?' she asked.

'How big is this place? As a matter of fact how old is this place? How …

'Looks like this will take some getting used to,' she interrupted him.

'Are you kidding? Someone could get lost in here,' he replied excitedly. She led him to the living room and sat him down on a huge grandfather chair then left without saying a word. The house fell quiet which naturally made him nervous but something was different, it didn't feel empty like most huge houses feel there was no howling or echoes just the ticking antique wall clock. This made him relax and decided to do a bit of exploring though he was a bit concerned he might get lost but decided to ignore it.

In the hallway were some portraits and one of them looked a bit like his dad at least from the family photos. That kind of surprised him but then again so was this whole event. Then he felt her. There was something different about her; he decided not to turn around until he could figure out what she felt. He felt a mixture of anxiety, nervousness, happiness and fear but somehow she was able to keep them in check.

He hates me, he has every right to, she thought disappointedly. She took in a deep breath and said, 'I can understand if you don't want to look at me,' she said with a bit of trepidation. This caused him to turn around.

'No, I mean, I was trying to figure out what you felt,' he replied reassuringly. And with that she ran into his arms hugged him and started crying.

'I'm so sorry for abandoning you,' she tried to say between sobs. 'I could have sued for custody but I was too young and my mum was sick so she couldn't help then we lost track of you after your aunt died,' at this point she was going a hundred miles and Frank couldn't make sense of a word she was saying.

'Slow down, get yourself together then start from the beginning,' he told her in a calm steady voice which even surprised him. And as if in cue she stopped crying and he wiped her tears away. The front part of his shirt was soaked with her tears and she kept apologizing for loosing control. They moved back to the living room and it was at this point that he was able to study her.

She was a spitting image of Emily in every conceivable way. Even though she was in her mid thirties, she could pass of for her sister any day. She noticed Frank staring and blushed. He grew up to be such a handsome young man no wonder Emily is smitten, she thought. He heard this but this time it didn't freak him out.

'Okay now that I'm here could you please tell me what is going on because there's all this stuff happening to me and I can't explain it.'

'You have a gift just like your dad and the rest of your ancestors including us. Have you ever wondered why you can pick up on others feelings, well like us you are a telepath.'

'What?!!'

'You can, actually eventually you will be able to read peoples minds with our help.'

'This gift, you can't control someone's thoughts and make them do stuff can you?' he asked curiously.

'No we can only pick up on their feelings and thoughts that's it. Why? Does this scare you?'

'No, it's just that this is something you see in sci-fi movies.'

'Don't worry you will get used to it, just one thing though, don't react too harshly to what you pick up otherwise people with think something is wrong with you.'

'Are we related?' he asked taking her completely by surprise.

'No, not in the way you think. I guess I should explain why you are really here. Okay here goes, a few centuries ago your ancestor traveled to Eastern Europe to trade and came across some slaves who were about to be sold off as spoils of war, and decided to buy them. That's how we came to be part of your family nothing fancy. You see we have always been telepathic, or psychic as some would like to call us, but back then people were much more close minded. You see people like us were labeled witches and were usually burnt alive so this is not something one advertised even today. Your ancestors had the gift too but like any ability it needed nurturing so we helped.' 

At this point Emily had walked in and she knocked his breath away. Man she is hot, he thought to which they both giggled. Then he realized they had picked up on that.

Her outfit which consisted of a tight black leather mini skirt with a matching low cut tight top that showed off their ample boobs. She wore bright red lipstick and black eye shadow and to finish the ensemble a pair of spiked high heels. Kevin stood up as she approached and she gave him a tight hug. Her boobs felt nice rubbing against his chest and he could see she was also excited because her nipples were visibly erect and strained the material.

'I guess I should go change,' Lori offered, 'I don't want to be the odd one out.' He didn't hear her because he was staring down Emily's top trying to catch a better glimpse. She looked so beautiful that it took all his will power not to jump her. He didn't know how long he stood there but they were interrupted when Lori came back. He couldn't help but let out a whistle because she wore the same outfit as her daughter and then it was like seeing double. This was too much for him.

He had to sit down and compose himself. What's going on here, something isn't right this is a dream and I'm going to wake up and all this will be gone, he thought. Lori came over and knelt down at his feet. She took his hand in hers and looked him in the eye. 

'Listen to me and listen carefully, because what I'm about to tell you should never leave this room. This is not a dream you are our master and we are your slaves in every sense of the word. We are here to do your bidding and you can do whatever you want with us and to us. But first we are going to help you develop your gift then you can decide what to do with us.'

'What?'

'You have to decide whether you with marry us or someone else. You are the last of your family and it's your duty to continue with the family line. We are here to guide you and I'm sure Emily told you something about a trust fund, well it's yours actually all this is yours but we'll talk about that later. Do you understand?' This was too much for him to swallow, marriage, wealth and slaves what more could there be.


Fulfilled



-Pamela-

She stepped out of the shower, water dripping from her tender skin, and took a towel off the rack wrapping it around her. Her mind raced with anxiety as it always did, and she stopped to look at herself in the mirror. Long brownish-blonde hair, green eyes, wrinkles beginning to form, but the echoes of genuine beauty still present in her body and face. Tits still perky and luscious, and an ass so tight that she got pleasure just wrapping the towel crisply around it. 

She was beautiful, intelligent, and very naughty. With a Master's Degree in Divinity, she wasn't supposed to think the way she did, but she had always been that way. Her and her husband Joseph owned a large cabin on a mountain in Montana, and a music club in the small town closest to them. They often put up bands from out of town in their cabin, and Pamela had struggled to get to sleep many a night fantasizing about the muscular young musicians sleeping just several yards away. She had acted out a few times, but nothing severe.

She was beginning to need something though. The sex between her and Joseph had long since stopped being kinky enough for her, and had even grown mechanical. He was kind, humorous, and attractive, but after fifteen years of marriage her female hormones had started to cry out for something more. She found herself reminiscing about her semi-wild college days more and more, and dreaming about fantasies as yet unfulfilled.

-Justin-

He stepped up from the piano after another rehearsal and stared across the room at his fellow band members, all of them plain and unattractive, yet always willing to throw insults his way. His sensitive side found it's way to the surface, and therefore opened him up to ridicule for numerous different reasons. He found no need to hide his true self, while others danced away from their own shadows. His Mom convinced him it was just jealously, and sometimes he believed that might be true, but he would never be able to understand the intense insecurity emanating from most males around him.

Twenty-two, tall, blonde hair, blue eyes, broad shoulders, chiseled features, a few tattoos, the exact image of male beauty. He was so open-minded and forward that he found himself scaring females away more often than not. For a long time during college he was convinced it was because he was unattractive, but after he received a modeling offer his confidence grew, and he began to embrace whom he really was. Kinky, forward, open minded, and just downright filthy in a lot of sexual ways.

His band was off on a road trip now to Montana, and he was looking forward to the time away.

-Day-

The show in Montana went wonderfully. Pamela and her husband were incredible gracious hosts and club owners. The crowd was huge and jovial, and drank themselves silly dancing to the music into the early hours of the morning. Several times throughout the night Pamela and Justin met eyes, and even brushed against each other as they passed. Justin was very attracted to her, but he had been in trouble with his band many times before, and had promised to try to behave. It was against his nature though.

Pamela was consumed with lust; she hadn't felt this way in a long time. There was a moment in the evening when she had to pee and sitting on the toilet she almost had to get herself off because she was so wet, but she resisted, and tried to embrace the pleasure and lust she was feeling. She enjoyed watching his gorgeous face and arms in his tight black tank top as he sang onstage and walked around. When they made eye contact an electric shock ran through her that she had never felt even in the earliest days of her and Joseph's courtship.

-Night-

After the show the band talked to the two of them, and accepted the offer to stay at their place. Upon arriving at the house, they were shown the upstairs, downstairs, the large bathroom, the Jacuzzi and deck, the dogs, and many other elements of pride the couple had about their place.

As everybody wound down, Justin found a place of solitude in the small basement, with a large window behind him looking out to the Jacuzzi. He noticed everyone making their way out to the deck, and stripped down to his boxer briefs to join them. Stepping into the water felt so amazing after a long and stressful day. His thoughts were temporarily off of Pamela, as she seemed to be preoccupied with her husband and the house.

Slowly his fellow band members stepped out to make their way to bed and Justin was left in the Jacuzzi with Joseph. They had several fine conversations while drinking chardonnay, and after a period of time Pamela came out to join them, letting her towel drop to show her red bikini. Joseph seemed unphased by Justin's preoccupation with her body, almost as if he didn't notice. It's as if after such a long marriage jealously could no longer be felt. 

Justin himself couldn't remember ever being so hard... her eyes were alive like those had had never seen, and her bikini was so beautiful clinging to her body, the back of the bikini bottom so tight it was almost riding up her perfectly formed ass cheeks. The conversations began again, and Justin found himself genuinely enjoying them as a couple. They were mature, and confident, and able to talk about themselves and others without a hint of resentment or jealousy. It was a wonderful change from those he was accustomed to. 

After a time both of them got out to go to bed, and in what Justin hoped was an attempt to come back, Pamela asked him if he needed anything. He requested another glass of chardonnay and she nodded in agreement, Joseph unaware anything was being spoken between their eyes. It made Justin angry and empowered at the same time, to see a man so utterly uninterested in a woman he had married. He wondered if all relationships were this way. It made him want to fuck Pamela so hard that she would forget Joseph even existed.

-Nirvana-

He found his mind running away with him again and came to his senses, finding himself alone in the Jacuzzi, and remembering he had asked for another glass of wine... 

He heard the door to the deck open and Pamela stepped out carrying two glasses of chardonnay. She had dried herself off a bit and put on a robe, her beauty still incredibly stunning even with her body covered.

She set her glass down next to the Jacuzzi, and handed the other to him, then stepped back and let the towel drop from around her. Justin could barely keep his eyes from staring... she had removed the bikini and was stepping into the Jacuzzi completely naked. Her nipples were semi-erect and her ass was just begging to be smacked as she stepped over the side and let the water rise around her. As she leaned back they made eye contact and she smiled, he smiled back. They raised their glasses and toasted, acknowledging an unspoken sexual attraction that they both felt. Whether or not it would be nurtured was unknown to either of them, but the magic of the moment was something that one experiences only a few times in life.

They began a conversation about love, life, and everything in between. She opened up to Justin like she hadn't to anyone in a long time. What seemed like twenty minutes was actually a couple hours. Every once in awhile he asked about Joseph, and she said he was asleep already, seeming unconcerned. Her eyes were filled with lust from the moment she had stepped into the Jacuzzi, but Justin was trying to remain professional. After a time though, the warmth of the chardonnay began to sink in and his words became more descriptive and animated.

She described college experiences... threesomes in public bathrooms, affairs with Professors, and none of it turned him off. In fact it turned him on. In school for divinity, and she was kinkier than most girls he had ever known.

He shared stories as well, and the conversation gradually grew still as the night overtook them. She asked him what he was thinking, and he knew if he was going to avoid trouble this was when he should speak up and leave, but he couldn't. They shared so many of the same thoughts; he thought it couldn't just be a coincidence. He responded by asking what she was thinking, and when she wouldn't answer he walked through the water and slid his hand around her waist... she closed her eyes as his fingers touched her, opening her thighs allowing him to slide two fingers up her already wet and widening pussy. Finding her clit, he rubbed it soft at first, then harder, leaning over to kiss her neck hard, then moving up to her lips. Their tongues met, wrapping around each other violently as he pushed her head back, pushing his fingers up even more deeply inside her. She responded to his rough touches with her own, holding the back of his head hard and pulling him to her, their lips grinding on each other...

Finally stepping back, he licked his fingers and let her do the same. He leaned down to suck each of her nipples, both of them about ready to explode, and her body convulsing with each flick of his tongue... he used his arms to turn her around and she willingly conceded when she realized what he was doing.

Now bent over the side of the Jacuzzi, submissive, she pushed her ass out and up into the air allowing him to caress it with his hands and his tongue... she felt him lick around her ass cheeks and up and down the edge of her ass crack, every so often his tongue flicking down to her pussy... finally, with a sudden burst of strength after such tender caresses, he smacked her tight ass as hard as he could, so hard the her head actually banged against the deck, bringing her such a rush of pain and pleasure that she almost came right there... she nodded signaling that she liked it, and he smacked her again, this time on the other cheek, following each spank with a caress to soothe the wound. Just when the pain began to die down he would spank her again...

She was so aroused the words just flowed out of her mouth...

"Spank me Justin, fuck yes, spank me... I'm your little fucking slut... spank my ass raw..."

Her words turned him on so much that he became even more visibly aroused and thus more forceful... asking if she liked it... when she responded yes he gave it to her again, hard spank after hard spank, until little glints of blood began to appear around her ass cheeks. He licked them click and then turned her head around to kiss her hard once again, now climbing up onto the side of the Jacuzzi on his knees... 

His boxer briefs were already down a bit, and she leaned down to take his engorged cock deep in her mouth. She wanted to choke on his cum, and she pushed her head down as far as she could until her gag reflex kicked in. He held her head on it, shoving it down into her throat and then pulling it back again, every so often kissing her passionately and wiping the tears of pleasure and pain from her eyes...

She needed this so bad, every time she reached up to feel his beautiful chest and abs, she completely forget about the troubles of every day... the pain in her ass cheeks turned into pleasure as they grew numb, and she allowed herself to be taken away in the moment.

Swinging her legs back into the water, her pussy had never been more ready to get fucked... she put her head down onto the deck and closed her eyes as he spread her thighs apart and slid his massive dick inside her, his muscles clenched as he fucked her tight body again and again. The combination of wet skin and water caused for a loud slapping sound that screamed through the night as his dick penetrated her pussy over and over again, every once in awhile the sound of a hard spank ringing through the night like a gunshot... she came after about five minutes of unadulterated pounding...

He felt her gush all over his dick, and pulled out, now moving up to her ass... she saw where he was going and spread her ass apart, letting him slide his dick in her even tighter asshole, pushing it in deep, feeling it clench around his dick. It took him all of three thrusts before he came to orgasm as well, the flood of cum flowing out around his dick and into the hot water... the deck was a mess of cum, both his and hers, and they both kissed and stared at it in pleasure... then took turns licking it up and kissing, dirty kisses. He licked some of the cum out of her ass, and then ate her pussy with it still on his mouth, her responding by sucking his cock clean. They were both sweating and covered in cum and feeling more pleasure than they had in a long time.

They drank a bit more, and used a towel to clean up... 

He made his way into the basement area and quietly tried to go to sleep, while she made her way upstairs to lie down next to Joseph, feeling more alive than she had in many, many years. 

Her longings were silenced for the moment.

END



Fulfilled at Last!



Cruising down I-25 one idyllic, warm summer afternoon, I couldn't help but help but start to panic. No matter how much Gatorade I sipped, my mouth remained dry and my tongue felt thick. It didn't matter how good the music happened to be on the radio; I couldn't concentrate on it. I gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. I was nervous as hell. Taking deep breaths to try and calm myself, I did my best to remind myself that I was driving towards something that I had been looking forward to for years.

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Ever since a young age I had always known at the back of my mind that I was gay, or at the very least was having very "healthy" fantasies about men. At of 13 I experimented a little bit with a friend in Boy Scouts. 

After that I didn't have any such further contact with men or women until college. I fantasized as regularly about girls as I did about guys. But I never even so much as dated a girl up until then. Looking back, I think it was partly because I moved around a lot growing up on the account of my father being in the Army. I was always apprehensive about making friends at first, because it seemed that as soon as I became close to someone, we would move again. 

What I did find interesting was that I was, for the most part, not attracted to anyone my own age. I had a few fantasies about some of the girls in my class here and there, but never one about a guy my own age. Most of the girls I fantasized about were in their late twenties or so, and the men tended to be in their upper thirties or forties. I was attracted to the bear type: a beard or a goatee, a big thick stature, a furry chest and rounded belly. I know, it's a weird fantasy for a teenager to be having.

In my junior year of high school my father retired to Colorado Springs. My grandfather had gone to the Air Force Academy, and had instilled in my father a love of Colorado. I didn't really feel one way or the other about moving there, but to my surprise I made friends easily, got on the baseball team, and was having a blast.

When the time came to pick a college, I decided on Colorado State University, mostly since that's where most of my friends had decided to go. Once up at college, it was impossible to ignore the fact that I wasn't having any real contact with women, and it was even harder for my friends to ignore it. After my first three years of college I was left with a few ex-girlfriends, a hand full of one night stands, and my reputation as 'one of the guys' intact. 

Then that summer one single instant message online changed all that. I was living up in Fort Collins to take some classes, instead of moving back home to earn some money like I usually did. Since it was the summer, a lot of the student population was off vacationing or at home as well. In other words, I had more time to do things like surf the net and rent video games instead of going out to a parties. 

On one Thursday night I was cruising the net, looking for some porn to help pass the time (I found that I was looking for gay porn most of the time). Then my instant messenger popped up with a message from 'BoulderDad45', and a flood of memories came back to me.

'HornyDad45' was known better to me as Frank. Starting the summer before college, we had began chatting on the net after I sought him out after reading his profile on Yahoo personals. He was 6', 230 pounds, reddish-brown hair, brown eyes, furry, and had a beard. We talked about everything from sex to how shitty the Denver Nuggets had become. Naturally I had lots of questions about sex, and he wasn't shy about giving me straight answers. It wasn't long before our chats turned to cyber sex, and then eventually a plan to meet. But, I also knew that he was married (his profile had said so), and I chickened out at the last minute and basically stopped communicating with him. Looking back it was kind of harsh, but I also remember I was still pretty shy about my looks back then. 

I'm 6'2, have sandy brown hair and blue eyes (which I always get compliments on), and a relatively nice smile. But I've also been a little bit bigger for most of my life. Not fat, or really even chubby, but a thick frame. I probably would have been chubby or fat if it wasn't for the sports I kept up with. Once I got to college and matured a little more, I grew comfortable with myself, and even began to like how I looked. But back in high school, I was so critical, I never gave myself a chance to accept myself. 

So imagine my surprise when Frank messaged me. We struck up a chat and got caught up, and I was intrigued to find that he was no longer married. Apparently as soon as his daughter finished high school, he came out and got a divorce. The subject naturally came to sex, and he was surprised to hear that I still hadn't had any sort of encounter with a guy yet. After a few more hours of chatting, he suggested that we meet. I was so damn horny, I immediately accepted without thinking and we agreed to meet in Denver for lunch and a movie, and then maybe later a hotel room, if things went in that direction. 

So after years of fantasizing, I was finally going to go through with it, I was finally going to begin a new chapter in my life. You can imagine that when I arrived at the restaurant (The Denver Diner, which is excellent by the way), I needed a few minutes to calm down. I looked around the parking lot and spotted Frank's red Explorer, which he had described to me earlier. Taking one last look at myself in the rear view mirror, I got out of the car and walked into the diner. 

Pretty much the second I walked in, Frank and I spotted each other. Suddenly, the air was electric and my mouth went dry. He had stood up to get my attention and time froze as I took him in. His form was beautifully rounded and firm at the same time. His lightly rounded belly looked as solid as muscle. He had a closely trimmed beard (he didn't have it before, had he grown it for me?), and a nice, white smile. The cherry on top was the fact that he was wearing overalls. For some reason I had always had a fetish for guys in overalls, and the sight of Frank in that moment almost made me pitch a tent in front of the hostess! 

I walked over, and not knowing really what to say at first, just shoot his extended hand and gave him a sheepish grin. I was happy to be greeted by a firm handshake and a rich, deep voice (feminine guys drive me up the wall, especially their high pitched voices). 

"Well, looks like we both made it this time!" Frank laughed.

"Barely, I almost turned around," I replied, before quickly adding, "but now I'm really glad I didn't!"

"Well, how about we order up some chow and get to know each other a little better."

We both ordered, and began to talk about this and that; basically what we had covered earlier on Instant Messenger. To be honest, I don't remember tasting much of my food. I didn't want to leave, but I was still so damn nervous, my mind racing at a hundred miles an hour. Sensing this after the meal, Frank suggested that he'd pick up the check and then we could go take a walk before the movie. A change of scenery sounded like just what I needed, and within a few minutes we were walking down the 16th Street Mall. 

The fresh air felt great, and before I knew it we were talking like old buddies. I think that was what threw me off at the beginning; did I treat him like a date or like a friend? With most girls that you're trying to sleep with, you have to be careful to keep the conversation on what keeps them interested, which most of the time was boring as hell. But with Frank the mood was completely different, in a good way. At first I just didn't know how to handle it completely. 

Once at the movie theater, we bought tickets to some cheesy looking horror flick. "At the very least, I'll be something to laugh at," Frank said.

We sat in the last row, and it seemed the movie's bad review had been enough to keep the theater relatively empty. I think the only reason we had both so readily agreed to see this movie is because a horror movie is a good way to get close to your date. I wasn't really sure if I should snuggle up to Frank or what. With a girl it's easy to take her hand or drape your arm around her. But Frank was obviously no girl. So I simply put my arms on the arm rests and decided to leave it up to him. 

During the previews, Frank put his hand on top of mine and leaned into say something. I kind of jumped when our hands made contact, and Frank paused before saying,

"I can't help but notice you seem pretty nervous. Look, there's no pressure to do anything today that you don't want to do. Relax a little"

"Sorry Frank," I replied. "this whole thing is still pretty new to me. I am nervous, but I'm also having a good time. You're a great guy." God, that sounded cheesy, I thought. Frank just smiled and turned back to the movie, leaving his hand on top of mine. I turned my hand over, and we laced fingers. 

The movie started and I got distracted for a little bit until the bad dialogue broke my attention. I looked over at Frank, and saw that he was already looking at me. At first I looked away quickly, but then I felt him give my hand a little squeeze. I looked back and managed to hold it this time. Frank smiled softly and began to move in for a kiss. Before I could panic or think about how I was about to kiss a man for the first time, his lips touched mine. 

It was electric. We started off slowly, moving our lips over each others, turning our heads this way and that way. Then I was lost, and I opened my mouth to his, feeling his tongue slide in. I accepted it with mine, savoring it before more urgently sucking on it. Before I knew it, we were grinding out mouths against each others, lost in the most sensuous kiss I had ever had. 

A horrifying scream from the movie broke us apart suddenly, and we both laughed before giving one more soft kiss and returning to the movie. It felt as if a two ton weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I had taken the first step, and it was amazing. I made a decision right then and there in my mind and leaned in to Frank to whisper, 

"Hey, instead of getting a hotel room, lets head up to my place for the evening."

Frank paused for a moment. "That sounds great. I'd invite you to my place, but my daughter is off from college and is staying with me for a week before going to see her mother. I think it would be kind of weird if I brought home a lover who was my own age". My stomach jumped when he said 'lover', and I leaned in a kissed him again. 

After the movie we walked back to our cars and I began the drive back to Fort Collins with Frank following behind me. At first I had decided that there was no way I was going to invite him up to my place. If the guy turned out to be obsessed, the last thing I wanted was him stopping by when some of my friends were there. But now I didn't care. Plus, Frank seemed to be a good guy.

Before we got to my house Frank called my cell. "I'm going to stop at the store here real quick to get some supplies." I smiled and imagined what he might be buying. I parked next to him and watched him run in real quick. He returned in a few minutes with a brown bag under his arm. He came to my window. "I thought I'd grab a six pack and another cheesy movie for us to ignore."

I laughed and started my engine, and we were off again, arriving at my place a few minutes later. I live in a small apartment close to the university, and I somehow got a nice view of the mountains, too. Since it was pretty deserted I didn't worry too much about thinking of a cover story if we ran into someone I knew on the way up the stairs. 

"If anyone asks, you're my uncle." I said. 

Frank laughed, "And I'm here visiting you from Ohio."

"You're better at this than I am." I got to my door, let Frank in first, and followed him in, closing the door behind me. I locked it, saying "People here tend to just walk in without knocking." My drapes were shut, so I didn't hesitate to walk up to Frank and slip my arms around him, asking what he wanted to do first.

"How about we pop in this movie for a little bit and have a beer."

"Sounds good, " I said. As I set up everything Frank opened up a couple beers before stretching out on the couch, stretching loudly and dramatically. I laughed.

"Comfortable?"

"Almost. Why don't you stretch out next to me here? It'll be easier to make out."

I studied him for a second, from his smiling face to his plump crotch, which I had not really noticed yet. I hit play on the movie and went over and lay down next to him. Our mouths met urgently, our tongues battling like swords. He slowly moved on top of me, which I loved. I loved the feeling of someone else being in control. As our kisses got into a deeper and deeper rhythm, we began to grind our cocks together in sync. I moved my hands over his back, sliding them under his overalls and down to his ass, pulling him in tighter against me. Then my hands were on his face, feeling his soft beard (I thought it would be scratchier, but for some reason it was soft as silk). He pushed my arms above my head, lacing his fingers in my and pinning them down. He took his tongue from my mouth and trailed it down my chin, and began to suck and nibble on my neck. I've never been one to really yell or moan during sex, but this man was making me want to scream at the top of my lungs already. 

"Bedroom!" I managed to get out in between moans. We both got up and ran to my room, slamming the door behind me. Frank immediately pressed me against the wall, kissing me again urgently. 

"Hands up!" he said. I did as instructed and he pulled my shirt over my head. Then he unbuckled my belt and undid my pants, pushing them down. I was left only in my boxers, my hard, throbbing cocking pressed to the side. I had been trying to undo his overall straps, but had only succeed with one. He was kissing my neck and pressing against me, so I was having trouble with the second. He grabbed one of my legs and circled it around his waste, grinding against me so deeply, I was going up on my toes on the other foot. He took my other leg after a minute, and I circled both around his waste. Breaking the kiss and looking deep into my eyes, he carried me over to the bed, laying me down gently. Then he stepped back, undoing the other strap on his overalls, peeling them down to his waist and then pushing them off. He quickly pulled off his shirt and was left in his briefs, the outline of his fat cock straining against the thin material. He had told me he was big, but when he took off his underwear, the reality of what he said hit me. His cock pointed up towards the ceiling, sitting snugly against his belly. It was thick from the base to the tip, with a fat mushroom head. It had a couple thick veins running across it, and it was a creamy-tannish color until the head, when it turned red/purple. He walked back to the bed, his cock bobbing lightly. 

"Legs up!"

I did as he instructed and he pulled my boxers off, freeing my aching cock. My cock was definitely smaller than his, but still above average at around 7 inches. Before I had more time to compare, he crawled on top of me, laying his naked body on top of my. His furry chest scratched mine, his furry belly rubbing mine. And his cock...hot, throbbing, mashed against mine. I open my mouth, moaning loudly, and he took the opportunity to slip his tongue in. I sucked on it urgently, feeling my cock swell up more and more. 

"Oh God, Frank! I don't think I'm going to last much longer!"

"That's ok...you will next time."

With that I began to shoot the biggest load I had ever shot before. Our stomachs and cocks were coated in hot, sticky semen, which just lubricated our grinding, making it feel even more heavenly. 

"I'm not far behind you," Frank breathed in my ear, and with that I felt his huge member begin to convulse against my stomach, shooting up between our chests. Franks moans were getting louder and louder, and it took me a minute to realize that they were also my own. Slowing down after a minute, Frank grinned that beautiful smile of his and slowly kissed me, looking me in the eyes. 

"That's a good start!"

I laughed and rubbed his back. "You want a beer? Now I'm definitely thirsty enough for one." Frank got up, his fur matted down with our sticky love juice. "I'll grab them, and a towel too!" He returned after a minute with a couple beers, a towel, and the brown bag. He wiped himself off quickly before tossing me the towel. As I wiped myself off he popped the beers open, handed me one, and then grabbed the bag. He reached in a pulled out a box of condoms and a bottle of astroglide, tossing both on the end of the bed. "In case we need them," he said. 

He crawled next to me and we practically chugged our beers, not saying much. After a minute he took his bottle and mine, and set them on the night table. Then he crawled down towards my feet, laying on his side. Suddenly, I realized his cock was inches from my face, and I turned on my side as well, getting more comfortable. Frank was busy kissing up my thighs, lightly nibbling on my balls, and then kissing my rapidly hardening cock. 

I took his cock by the base, and it responded almost immediately, thickening and growing. It was funny; holding his cock in my hand felt like the most natural thing in the world. I began to pump my fist slowly up and down, and leaned in to smell his manhood. His musk was hypnotizing, and I leaned in to take my first cock in my mouth, but before I could Frank sucked mine in. God, it was amazing. He took my cock in all the way to the base, his throat muscles massaging it all the way. It looked sexy, it felt sexy...even the slurping noises were sexy! I realized that I was on the verge of cumming again, so I returned my attention to his cock to take my mind off of it. His soft, spongy head was like silk, and I found the more of his cock I took in my mouth, the more I wanted. I'd never had a bad gag reflex, and after a few minutes I found that I was able to take most of his cock in. I would go down as far as I could on it, and then trail the tip of my tongue back and forth and suck hard and I pulled up again, swirling my tongue around the ridges of the head before going back down. 

"Are you sure you've never done this?" Frank asked after a minute.

"I guess it comes naturally," I panted before taking his balls in my mouth. I thought I was going to be able to keep myself from cumming right away until his finger found my hole. Before I had left to meet him, I'd cleaned myself thoroughly inside and out, and had even shaved my hole a bit so he wouldn't have any unpleasant surprises. I felt a second later a cold sensation as he began to spread the cool jelly in circles, pushing in harder until his finger slipped in. That did it. He had been sucking on my cock at the same time, and grunted a bit in surprised as I exploded in his mouth. Instead of pulling off, he sucked harder, extracting every drop from my cock. He pulled off and looked at me, smiling.

"Man, you've been aching for this!"

"You're telling me," I laughed. "I think I could get used to this."

His finger returned to my hole, and before long he had slipped in two. I had returned to sucking his pulsing member for all I was worth. Before long he interrupted me.

"Think you can get me ready?" he asked, handing me a condom and the lube. 

"My pleasure." My hands were shaking a little as I opened the package carefully. I pinched the tip of the condom, rolling it down slowly over his fat cock. Then I squirted some jelly in my hand and began to smear it liberally over his cock, pumping my fist up and down on it. "All set," I announced after a minute. He got up and turned to the front of the bed again, propping some pillows on the head board and lying back on them.




Fulfilled at Last!



"It would probably be easiest if you started on top, especially if this is your first time."

I threw my leg over him and backed up a bit til I felt his cock rubbing on my crack. I took a moment to lean in and kiss him deeply. Then I reached behind me, grabbing his hot, slippery cock by the base and angling it against my hole. Taking a deep breath and mentally preparing myself, I began to put pressure on it. After a minute, I was still trying to get the head in. 

"Just relax," said Frank. "Trying pushing out, like you were sitting on the toilet."

I did as instructed and his cock head suddenly popped in. And Jesus, it hurt. He noticed the look on my face and said,

"Just give it a sec. I know it probably burns like hell right now, but it'll be worth it, I swear."

I began to rub my hands through the fur on his chest, trying to take my mind off of it. He took my face it his hands and began to kiss me on my cheeks, my forehead and then softly, my lips. After a minute I realized his cock had slid in a few more inches already, and most of the pain was fading fast. I braced my hands on his chest and tried to sit up, and his cock slipped most of the way in, stopping near the end. Frank was starting to arch his back a bit, breathing deeper and deeper. His cock was so hot. It felt almost like I had a baseball bat up my ass, and it was the best feeling I had ever experienced. It felt like we were one person. 

"My God, you're so tight. Take it easy at first or I'm gonna cum!"

I moved forward and his cock quickly slid out, exiting with a pop. I swung my leg off of him and got on my back. "Here, you get on top then, and do things at your own pace now. Now that I can take it."

With a look of hunger in his eyes he moved between my legs, lifting them up and putting them over his shoulders. I starred at his condom covered cock, shining and glistening as he directed it back to my hole. He pressed forward, and it slid in more easily, all the way to the base this time. It felt like an electric shock went through my cock all of a sudden, and my vision actually blurred for a minute. My faced turned to the pillow, and I half-moaned-half-yelled into the pillow.

"Looks like I found the sweet spot," Frank said, and he began to withdraw and push back in with long strokes. We both began to groan in sync, so loud I wondered later if the neighbors heard. Then I lost complete control.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Oh god oh god oh god! I'll do anything for you! Just don't stop fucking me!!"

"Call me your daddy! Tell me I'm your daddy!"

"oh god daddy! You're my daddy!"

"Tell me this hole is mine, you belong to me"

"oh god, I'm all yours!! FUCK ME!"

Beads of sweat were beginning to run down our faces and chests, and our bodies slid together fluidly and he continued to pump into me, my asshole throbbing with his cock. Our hands intertwined and he hugged close, his head pushing into the pillow next to mine and he increased his efforts. I don't know how long it went on like that. To be honest, it's almost like I blacked out. I remember shooting so hard the cum flew up between us, hitting me in the face. I remember him suddenly pulling out, ripping off the condom, and straddling my chest, pushing his cock into my mouth. Jet after jet of cum began to shoot in my mouth. I did my best to swallow it all, but in the end it was spilling out the sides of my mouth. When his cock stopped twitching he withdrew it, laying down next to me. He laughed, grabbing the towel and wiping my face, which was literally drenched in cum. Then he pulled me close, kissing me passionately, our tastes mixing together. Then we both promptly fell asleep. I remember waking up in the middle of the night, with Franks arm hugging me close to him as we spooned. I felt safe. I felt complete. I felt fulfilled. 

*

Author's Note: After spending plenty of time reading all the great stories on this site, I finally decided to try to write one of my own. Comments or suggestions would be appreciated. Just send me an email.



Fulfilled Ch. 02



Read the first part in order to follow on this one and comments are welcome

The following morning he woke up with a slight headache and alone in bed. At first he didn't know where he was, and then everything about the last few days came flooding back. He had to get his bearings, so he put on a robe and stepped out on the patio. It was a beautiful day and for the fist time since he got there, he relaxed, he leaned on the railing and listened to the birds sing.

He tried to digest about his life up to that point and still couldn't comprehend how lucky he was. The back yard was beautiful; the pool looked inviting but decided to go take a dip later. For the moment he wanted to enjoy life before he woke up from what he still thought was a dream. Unbeknown to him, the girls had brought up breakfast and decided not to disturb his thoughts instead decided to 'listen in'. 

He looks so much like his dad, thought Lori. This brought him back to reality because he hadn't heard the patio door open. 'Breakfast is ready master, we hope you slept well,' said Emily with he patented smile. They looked beautiful and the morning sun highlighted this even more.

'So what's the plan for today?' he asked.

'Well we have a surprise for you this morning then the rest is up to you,' replied Lori with a cheeky smile.

'I know there're a lot of questions that need answering, but ...,' at this point the door bell rang and Emily left to get it.

'Don't worry we have all the time for your questions,' Lori reassured him. Emily came back and with a smile on her face took his hand and led him down stairs. When they got to the front door, she asked him to close his eyes and cautiously led him down the front steps. He tried to figure out her thoughts, but for some reason he couldn't even pick up on her feelings. Then she stretched his arms out and placed them on something metallic.

'You may open your eyes now master,' Emily said. He couldn't believe it; in front of him was a brand new sleek black Jaguar XK, then someone pressed a button and the top came down. He still had yet to move because he couldn't believe this was his. The girls approached him and kissed him on either cheek.

'Now you can drive like a true master,' they both said in unison. 

'Why a Jaguar?' he asked a bit confused after recovering from shock. 

'Because it's the family crest, we thought you had noticed the mural on the bedroom ceiling.'

'I guess you will have to give me another tour,' he suggested with a laugh. 'I'm sorry, what's wrong with me, thank you this means a lot to me,' he hugged them both. 'What happened to my old car?' 

'We had it fixed and will be donated to a local charity,' replied Emily. 'Why don't you take it for a spin?'

'I think I'll do just that.' With that he got in, checked out the interior which had everything including a navigation system, started is listed to the low hum of the engine and then took off still in his bath robe. He came back an hour later all hyped up then sat down to finish his breakfast. Afterwards he decided to go do some shopping for Lori because he wanted to spice up her wardrobe, not that she didn't have sexy clothes, but he wanted her to be a bit more risqué. 

Fortunately for him he knew where to go and since he knew her size it wasn't hard for him to get clothes for her. He also decided to get some for Emily, not like she needed any but with women they never seem to have enough clothes or shoes. By the time he was done, he couldn't believe how much stuff he had bought. When he got home, the girls were in the back sun tanning in the nude, he stood there admiring their oiled up shiny bodies.

He didn't have to announce his presence because they already knew he was there as soon as he entered the front door. By now such behavior didn't surprise him anymore and he actually liked it because it meant no one could sneak up on you without being detected. 

'Ok time to check out what I got you, and if you don't like anything you can always exchange it.' The first thing they did was clean out Lori's clothes from the closet and she modeled the new ones that would replace the old ones. She looked beautiful and enjoyed modeling for them, most of the new stuff was short skirts and an assortment of tight tops. Even her business suits were slightly risqué in that the blouses were almost see through and since she wouldn't be wearing any bra, the nipples would be almost visible although not scandalous.

After what seemed like hours of playing around they sat down for lunch. Now it was his turn to find out more about his new, or old, family.

'This morning you were able to block your thoughts from me, how'd you do that?'

'It's kind of hard to explain because its something you learn as time goes by, don't worry we'll teach you,' Lori answered.

'The other night you mentioned something about me breeding you and marriage, how does that work exactly?'

'I guess we should start from the top. When you are ready to get married we'll help you choose a wife because for obvious reasons she will have to share our secret and the fact that someone can read your mind doesn't go down well with most. So we have to be absolutely sure it remains among us.'

'I guess I never thought it would be a burden. So how did my mother take it?'

'Your mum surprisingly didn't have a problem with it and actually thought it was cool because she hated keeping secrets so for her that was one aspect she didn't have to worry about.'

'What about my dad, she couldn't read his mind wasn't it a bit one sided?'

'She was okay with it because she trusted him, although she sometimes wished she had the gift.'

'Ok, so what about this breeding thing?'

'You will have to select a suitor so that we can produce children to serve yours. I know that sounds weird but despite what you think we are okay with it. With Emily I went to a sperm bank and selected a donor from I think it was 200 profiles. Personally I like that because I don't have to sleep with anybody and it minimizes jealousy issues.'

'I'll have to think about that, because it just doesn't sound right. What if I decide to marry one of you or both?' Up to this point the exchange had been serious but when he suggested this, Lori was taken by surprise because even though she had anticipated each question, this one blindsided her. Then he felt it, it was a warm feeling like one gets when in the presence of a loved one.

'That hasn't happened in almost two centuries.'

'But its still an option right, I mean the only thing I guess would be that we'd have to find a slave, as you put it to serve us.' Again she was stumped. When he turned to Emily, he saw that she had tears running down her face. 'What's wrong?'

'I'm sorry it's just that I had suggested to Lori that you might end up choosing us but that's your decision.'

'So what happened when one of my ancestors married one of yours?'

'It created quite a bit of uproar but he stuck to his decision and married her. As for a new slave, we have relatives, some distant cousins, in Europe and I guess we would have to invite them over and choose one or two.'

'Enough about family for now, I'm kind of curious about the house, why is it so big? I mean it's just the three of us and even if there are kids, I don't believe they will occupy all the rooms.'

'Every now and then we host parties for people who share our lifestyle and some of them are from out of town so they spend a few nights here and get to use the play room down stairs.'

'You mean there are more of us?'

'You'll be amazed at how many people are into this including some of our neighbors. We'll be hosting a party in a few months, don't worry you'll love it nothing crazy just masters showing off their slaves. Speaking of which, you'll have to put your mark on us.'

'What do you mean?'

'It's kind of like branding except we get a tattoo or a collar. But you may choose something different.'

'That I'll definitely have to think about because you have beautiful flawless skin, I'd hate to see something spoil that. But I have a feeling that you already know that, you both seem to know a lot about me even though we've only known each other for a short time.'

'Actually it goes both ways, you know a lot about us too it's just that you still don't know how to use that part of your gift. Here's a test, look into my eyes and tell me what you see.' He did and at first he didn't know what to do but admire those beautiful brown eyes. Then he just felt it, it was like looking into someone's soul, he could see her hopes and fears, her likes and dislikes, it was like reading a book and this time it scared him. He quickly looked away, then looked back at her and saw the concern in her eyes.

'I'm sorry if I scared you.'

'No it's just that I didn't expect to see so much. Is it always like this?'

'Not really, when you learn how to control it you'll know what to look for.'

'I can't wait.' With that they all laughed and the mood lightened quite a bit. The weekend ended too quickly for him but he got to know them better. He still had yet to fuck them, but for some reason he wanted it to be special because as far as he was concerned, he didn't regard them as mere pleasure toys but companions and they knew it. One thing they enjoyed was the nightly blowjobs which for the moment satisfied him.

The following days he did some research about their lifestyle and some of what he read scared the shit out of him. So he continued researching and then he came across a site that offered uniforms or outfits, kind of like French maid stuff, for slaves and submissives so he browsed a bit and found an outfit that he believed would be perfect for his girls. In the mean time they had been helping him focus his gift and slowly he found himself being able to separate thoughts and feelings without too much trouble.

Frank also found himself falling more and more in love with his girls and the feeling was reciprocated by the constant kissing and playful teasing. When the outfits arrived they were ecstatic because they were expecting something different, like a French maid uniform. He decided to get a Persian style belly dancer outfit with a head piece. It pretty much consisted of a short loin cloth and a thin strip that barely covered their boobs and the head piece was a beautifully decorated scarf like cloth that covered the lower half of the face.

They immediately changed into the outfits and when they immerged they took his breath away. To show their appreciation they did a belly dance around him which gave him a stiff hard on. They had beautiful bodies but those outfits really brought out their attributes, since the material was almost see through one could barely make out their nipples and pussy.

That night they had a lot of fun and he decided it was time he made love to them. After dinner the girls seemed a bit excited and he figured they knew what was coming and true to his hunch when he entered the bedroom, they had lit scented candles and spread flower petals around the room. Lori took his hand and led him to the bathroom for their nightly bath, this time it felt special and at this point it didn't bother him that not a word was spoken.

All one had to do was look at the other and know what they wanted. After the bath they dried each other and applied scented oils on each other. The mood was relaxed and contrary to what he'd expected none of the girls was nervous which helped him relax. From the way things progressed, he figured they had planned this and Emily would go first. They started by giving him their trademark blowjob which no matter how much he tried, he couldn't last more than five minutes.

Then Emily lay down on the bed with Lori next to her, he didn't have to be prompted so he decided to eat her out which he did expertly and before he knew it she was cumming like crazy and with such force that his face was covered with her juices. Then he kissed his way up to her mouth where she tasted herself and smiled. He reached down and guided his dick to her soft entrance and slowly pushed in. The feeling was intense more than he had expected and when he came to her hymen he stopped and looked into her eyes.

What he saw was love and trust so in one quick movement he shoved forward breaking through which caused her to let of a scream and Lori was slowly caressing her hair and whispering soothingly to her. After a while he started pumping slowly and proceeded to pick up speed. The feeling he first felt after entering her intensified as he continued fucking her, and after a while he felt himself transported by it to some pleasure zone. 

They both closed their eyes and let the pleasure take over. He saw the both of them floating in the clouds then he felt himself getting close and before he could say anything he had the most powerful orgasm he'd ever had to date. He didn't know how long he was in this state because when he opened his eyes Lori was looking down on him smiling.

'That was amazing, I've never felt like this,' he said after regaining his composure.

'Now it's my turn,' Lori said while mounting his already hardening dick. This surprised him because he didn't think he could recover after the previous episode. She gently lowered herself and he could feel her pussy muscles massage his dick as it snaked its way through her canal. She was as tight as Emily and he felt the sensation starting to come back.

He reached up and started caressing with her left nipple while pinching and pulling the right one. This caused her pussy muscles to spasm and clump down on his dick. Slowly they picked up the pace and their pounding grew intense. Slowly he started to loose himself and this time instead of fighting the pleasure sensation, he let it take him. 

When her first orgasm hit, it was like her pussy muscles were chocking his dick because for a few moments he couldn't move and her body shook like crazy then he felt something wet on his crotch. He picked up the pace as he felt his orgasm approach, he closed his eyes and again he saw them floating through the clouds then his orgasm hit and he saw stars.

When he regained his senses, both women were smiling down on him, 'I don't think I can take too much of that,' he said.

'Don't worry you'll get used to it,' replied Emily.

'What was that anyway, I felt you, I mean literally felt you I can't explain it, it was like I was inside you feeling your soul?'

'You see when we make love we both share feelings and what I feel is what you feel and vice versa. Now we are one, here touch my face.' He caressed Lori's face and all of a sudden he was overcome with a wave of euphoria which caused him to withdraw his hand.

'What was that?'

'Now you don't only have to scan our thoughts, you can share them by touch when we made love our souls or spirits merged so to speak and that's what makes what we have special.'

'I hope I get used to this because you two are going to kill me pretty soon,' he added with a laugh. They made love till the wee hours of the morning and when they finally went to sleep, he didn't believe that he had any cum left in his balls. He and Emily called in sick and since Lori was the boss she just rescheduled her appointments and distributed them to her associates. The rest of the day was spent fucking, eating and sleeping and not necessarily in that order.

As time went by, he got used to the sensations and he also rented an apartment a block from work so they would meet at lunch for a quickie. He still had to make a decision about their future, and even though they knew this, they never pushed or asked so he decided to make an announcement on Emily's nineteenth birthday. This was going to be hard because keeping a secret from them at this point was virtually impossible, so he came up with a plan and hoped it was going to work.

To be continued...



Fulfilled Ch. 03



As the day approached, he found it hard to distract her, but fortunately they had shown him how to 'mask' his thoughts. He was nervous and because even though he loved them dearly and they him, he still occasionally found himself thinking that it was all a dream and one day he was going to wake up and all would be gone. But when they met for lunch that would all go away and the girls would show him what he really had.

During this time, Jackie started withdrawing from him, her morning greetings grew more and more subdued and once in a while she would show up spotting a black eye. He wasn't sure how to handle this because she got angry when he tried to talk to her. So he asked Emily to help because they seemed to get along as she was a frequent visitor to his office. He suspected there was something more to her abuse but she never let him close. 

She and Emily would hang out during the morning coffee break and on occasion at lunch, and after a while she was able to figure out what was up with her. Jackie was a submissive but her boyfriend didn't quite get this. Emily was excited because she had found someone who shared something similar to them. The problem now was convincing her that she had to get out before he did some serious damage.

As expected he did take it personal when she finally decided to leave and for the next few days Jackie's life was hell. He even had the nerve to call the office and threaten her. This promptly ended after Frank made a few calls to the cops and a certain questionable individual who owed him a favor. She was still understandably afraid, and to put her at ease, he offered to give her a ride home a few times and that's when he realized that she no longer had a crush on him but was in love with him.

This complicated things because he didn't want to let on that he knew and at the same time didn't want to upset her fragile state and of course there was the little family secret. So another sit down with the girls was done and it was decided that she should be introduced to Lori and slowly shown what kind of lifestyle they led. This meant that she would be invited to dinner and the girls would dress in their 'uniforms'.

Everyone was nervous because no one knew how she would react especially now that she was single again. The drive to his place was quiet and when they arrived she couldn't believe what she saw. The place was huge and when they entered, she was met by a woman whom she thought was Emily dressed like a Persian maiden. Her reaction brought back memories of the first time Frank came here and he couldn't help but smile at this. She wasn't told that that woman was Lori until she saw Emily, then she did a double take.

'What is going on here?' she asked confused.

'First off, this is Lori, Emily's mother and I'm sure you know Emily and secondly they are my slaves,' he replied then held his breath. She was quiet for a long time at which time she went through a rollercoaster of emotions. After what seemed like ages she looked up and started crying.

'I'm so sorry, I didn't know otherwise I wouldn't have hit on you,' she said between sobs. He led her to the sofa and sat her down.

'It's okay; I should be the one apologizing because I should have put an end to it before it got to this point. Do you know why I invited you for dinner?' she shook her head, 'well as you can see you are not the only one who has an alternative lifestyle and you have no reason to feel lonely. I and the girls have talked it over and you will always be welcome here okay.'

'I don't want to impose on you.'

'Nonsense Emily here likes you as do I and Lori would like to know you too, so think of us as your knew family.'

'I don't know what to say.'

'Don't worry about that lets have dinner first then we'll talk some more.' After diner she opened up and actually had a pleasant chat. They found out about her urge to be controlled and she finally came out and professed her love to him. He wasn't expecting her to do it then but was somewhat relieved that she got it out of the way. They talked late into the night and when they realized how late it was they asked her to spend the night which she gladly accepted.

After this she became a frequent visitor to their place and the girls even made up one of the rooms and it became her 'second bedroom' of sorts. They were careful on how they treated her and when she realized this, she knew she was loved. She didn't exactly have a childhood because she was sent to a boarding school in Europe at an early age and the only people she got to hang out with on holidays were the servants.

She didn't know how to talk to her parents and even as an adult they rarely spoke and after college even stopped visiting. This was part of the reason why she sought love in the all wrong places. Frank and the girls found this out during one of their evening chats and decided to invite her to Emily's birthday. She didn't really have friends just people who used her and enjoyed her money that's why she moved to this town to get away from all that.

The day arrived and he was really nervous and happy at the same time because the girls still didn't know what he had planned. This was partly due to Jackie because they were preoccupied with her; he was going to thank her later. The plan was to surprise them before he took them out for a romantic diner. On a few occasions he thought they had figured his plan out but if they did they never let on.

When he got home they had not arrived yet, so he knew he had a few minutes to prepare. After taking a quick shower and dressing up, he went to the den and poured himself for the first time a shot of whisky to steady his nerves. When the girls arrived they immediately sought him out and when they located him, they immediately realized something was up.

'What's wrong master, you've never drunk that stuff before?' Lori asked worried.

'First off go get ready we'll be leaving as soon as Jackie gets here which is about an hour from now,' he replied and without question they went to spruce themselves up although they were a bit worried. Surprisingly they didn't take long as he had thought and when they came back in, he almost dropped his glass. They looked, for lack of a better word, smoking. The birthday girl wore a red mini dress that hugged every curve with matching spiked heeled shoes. 

Lori on the other hand wore a full length form fitting dark blue spaghetti strapped dress that had a slit that came all the way up to her upper thigh on both sides and wore high heeled sandals. They had done their hair into a pony tail something they hadn't done in a long time and this brought back memories of when he first got here. It never ceased to amaze him how little make up they wore, not that they needed it. He didn't know how long he stood there, but Emily broke his trance by approaching him and kissing him lightly on the lips. All of a sudden he felt his body go warm and a rush of happiness wash over him.

'Wow, I mean you look … wow.'

'As long as you like it, that's all that matters,' added Lori. Then getting a bit serious she approached and caressed his face, 'something is bothering you are you okay?'

'Sure it's just that I love you both so much and every time I look at you I'm reminded why. I'm sure by now you know something is up so here goes.' He motioned for them to sit down, took a deep breath went down on one knee, reached into his pocked and took out a small box. The girls held their breath and he opened it, inside was a diamond ring.

'Will you marry me Emily …?' even before he finished asking she screamed, jumped and hugged him to the ground. Then she started crying and he found himself consoling her and she had yet to give him an answer.

'I'll gladly marry you master,' replied Emily, then she started crying again. He turned to Lori who had also been crying, he stood up and hugged her too. They had not heard Jackie come in, so they didn't know they had company until they heard a sob come from the door.

The girls naturally ran to her and like typical women screamed and hugged and showed off Emily's ring. That night they had a lot of fun and she didn't mind showing off her ring to any guy who hit on her. After they dropped Jackie off and got home, they didn't even wait to get into the house. They stripped naked on the driveway and chased each other into the house. As soon as Lori opened the door, they jumped him and before he knew it he was cumming into Emily.

They didn't wait for him to recover, and after sucking him off Lori mounted him and rode him like crazy. This time he came hard and again was transported to the clouds and the familiar euphoric feeling came over him. He doesn't know how they got to the bedroom, but they slept late into the afternoon of the following day.

One thing that he realized was that Emily and Lori's birthdays were three weeks apart and his birthday was five weeks after that. This time he decided to let her pick her gift but he still had a surprise for her. They had brought up the issue of branding and even though he didn't feel comfortable with it, he conceded that it had to happen sometime because they wanted it. They had a few options to choose from so they made him promise to go with whatever they wanted.

This was going to be one interesting birthday. Unfortunately for them, he had to go to Hawaii for a company seminar a week before the birthday. That's when it hit him, they had never spent a day apart since he moved in and they made love virtually every night. This was going to be tough. At the airport, they couldn't bring themselves to part and he had to assure them that he would be back in a week. He left behind two very sad women.

It wasn't until he was airborne that he realized why they didn't want him to go. His parents had said the same thing to Lori and her mom and they never made it back. So he made it a point to call them twice a day to ease their fears. The week seemed to drag by and when it was finally up, he was almost bursting with frustration and horniness. Yes he masturbated several times a day but that only did so much, so when he got back, the girls couldn't wait to get him home and had rented a room nearby where they proceeded to fuck him raw.

Jackie was invited to Lori's birthday, but this time she was a bit reluctant to accept because she felt she was the odd one out. The girls would have none of it and after a nice long heart to heart, she accepted. Right away he knew something was up but didn't pursue it because he had promised to go along. 

The big day arrived but this time he wasn't nervous because the burden was on them all he had to do was give her his present and sit back. Jackie arrived early and headed straight to their room which they had kicked him out of. He could hear giggling and the occasional squeal, so he decided to watch some TV while the girls prepared themselves. 

He didn't hear her approach until Emily playfully covered his eyes from behind. She helped him stand up and led him to their bedroom then she slowly undid his blindfold. He couldn't believe it, in front of him stood the girls and Jackie dressed in the 'outfits'.

'What's going on?'

'Jackie is my present and even though I made you promise to go along, I would understand if you turned this down,' Lori answered.

'But I thought this was about me putting my mark on you?'

'Don't worry you will, so do you approve of my present?' she asked. He turned to Jackie and looked into her beautiful green eyes. She looked beautiful with her blond hair done held up in a bun. She looked happy and relaxed and he could feel the excitement within her.

'Are you sure you want this?' he asked her.

'I've seen the way you treat Emily and Lori despite them being your slaves, you don't treat them as such. You also accepted me into your lives, so yes I want this and I hope you accept me into your family,' she replied with conviction.

He still had one reservation so he turned to Lori, 'okay what about our little secret?' he asked after pulling her aside.

'That was another thing, we trust her but I won't tell her if you don't want me to it's up to you.' He thought about this for a moment then nodded his head.

'Okay whenever you feel the time is right, I just hope she doesn't take it the wrong way.'

'You will be surprised as to how open minded she is besides she accepted our lifestyle without judgment.' When Lori gave Jackie the thumbs up, she approached Frank and gave him a very passionate kiss. This was the first time they had expressed their emotions physically. Emily and Lori followed suit and each squeezed his butt as they kissed.

He decided now was the time, so he dropped to one knee and took Lori's hand, he reached into his pocked and produced a little black box. She knew what it was even before he opened it. 'Lori will you marry me?' She was shacking so much that she couldn't answer then she started crying. 

'Of course I'll marry you master,' she replied then started crying again. He hugged and held her for a long time as she composed herself. The other girls joined them in a group hug.

'Okay so now what? I mean I don't think we'll be allowed to enter any establishment dresses like this.'

'I know a place,' Lori replied. And with that the girls put on overcoats and they left. Lori drove and when they arrived, at first he didn't understand because they were parked in the warehouse district and as far as he knew there were no restaurants or such places there. They got out and he followed them to a side entrance. When they entered, he couldn't believe it. At first he thought it was some sort of rave, but the women had costumes or something like that on. 

A beautiful blond haired bombshell naked from the waist up took their coats and bowed. The place was huge and when he started mingling, he was able to recognize some of the patrons and this really surprised him. Lori had told him about others who shared their kind of lifestyle but he didn't expect there to be these many participants.

They girls found him and for some reason they were very excited and when he asked what was up they refused to tell him but instead lead him to a back room.

'We want you to see how a branding happens,' Lori said excitedly. When she noticed his hesitation she continued, 'don't worry its not as painful as it sounds.' The room was dark with the exception of a light in the middle and under it were a man and a naked woman who was spread out on her back on what looked like a surgical table. 

After everyone had settled in, the man started speaking and this caught his attention because his voice was calm yet commanding and seemed to carry round the room. He thanked everyone and introduced his female companion as his slave. He explained that he was going to put his mark on her, and this was followed by cheers from the rest of the room. He produced what looked like a tattoo template and proceeded to trace it out above her belly button.

Then another man stepped out and holding a tattoo gun finished what the master had started. From where he sat he couldn't make out what it was but, since it didn't take too long to do the design he figured it wasn't too elaborate. After the procedure she was assisted to her feet and introduced as her master's slave to every ones cheers.

'How did you like that?' Lori asked after they returned to the party.

'It wasn't as painful as I had expected,' he replied.

'Good because that's what we want plus a collar but that will come later.'

'But you know how I feel about tattoos,' he tried to reason.

'You promised,' she pleaded back. She had him there and when he looked into her eyes he couldn't turn her down.

'Okay.' She squealed and hugged him and was joined by Emily. 'So how do we do this?'

'Let us worry about that.' And with that they enjoyed the rest of the night. Jackie, after a bit of convincing, moved in with them a few days later, but he tried not to get too involved with her because as her boss he didn't want to complicate things. Besides as far as he was concerned she belonged to Lori and Emily and when the girls picked up on this, they told him they anything that was theirs also was his so he shouldn't feel like he had to ask if he wanted to sleep with her.

Up to this point she slept in her room but on night she was invited by the girls to join them and he didn't know how to act because he feared it might raise jealousy issues. She was nervous too because she feared he might reject her. After overcoming his reservations he decided to go with the flow and made love to her. She came so many times she stopped counting, and the following morning she couldn't believe how much love she felt and couldn't stop crying. 

From then on they slept in the same bed and Jackie proved to be quite the little minx in bed. One thing that still worried him was how she would react when she found out about their family secret, but he figured Lori would find a creative way to reveal this. And she did, although it wasn't the way he thought she would. For some time now Jackie has been curious as to how they seemed to finish each others sentences and assisted each other even though they never seemed to ask.

At first she attributed it to the fact that they knew each other well but something didn't add up because they also seemed to figure out what she wanted too even though they tried to be as subtle as possible. For lack of a better way, she decided to ask and Lori having anticipated this for a while figured it was a good a time as any. She sat her down and explained everything to her. Despite her worries, Jackie took it all in stride and actually was excited at the idea of being friends with a mind reader.

That night their love making was more intense than usual, partly due to the fact that Jackie knew what they had and that they shared emotions with touch. For a moment Lori worried that she had unleashed a monster. Frank's birthday was approaching and this time the girls told him they would take care of everything something which made him a bit apprehensive. He trusted them, but he preferred to have an idea of what they were hatching up.

Jackie was the distraction and since they didn't tell her everything, he couldn't figure out what they were planning. This worked because when he got home everything was set. The dinning room was dimly lit and the girls stood on one end of the table waiting. Emily approached him, took his coat and led him to his chair.

'Happy birthday master,' they each said to him with a kiss. 'Now sit back and enjoy the show.' With that music was turned on and they reappeared wearing their outfits and dancing to the Persian beats. They had been taking belly dancing lessons and he was impressed at how good they were. They danced around him and every now and then would drop a scarf on his lap.

They treated him like a king, and he didn't want the night to end. That night they decided to spice things up a bit, they blind folded him and proceeded to make love to him and for the first time he couldn't figure out who was who. The following weeks were hectic because they had the party to prepare and the girls had started talking about marriage.

They all knew that it would not be legal but they didn't care as long as they were together. This brought them back to Jackie. The original plan was to help her find a master but as time went by they found themselves more and more attracted to her. Again he had a sit down with the girls, and they came up with an unusual solution. But first they had to make sure Jackie was okay with it.

They had decided to use one of Lori's European cousins as a sperm donor because she had hinted of her desire to bear the next generation of slaves. This was something Frank and the girls took very seriously and they wanted to make sure that she knew what she was getting into. So they sat her down and explained to her their plan and asked her if she really wanted to be their slave. They gave her until the night of the party, which was a month and a half away, to opt out.




Fulfilled Ch. 03



Nothing more was mentioned about it but they knew what she was going to say and to distract themselves, the girls set about to prepare for the wedding. They had yet to set a date, but for Frank that was the least of his concerns because there was the issue of who was to perform the ceremony. Things were proceeding so well, then one day a phone call; it was Jackie's parents and they were coming to see her in a few days.

To be continued.



Fulfilled Ch. 04



She was angry and frustrated at the same time because as far as she was concerned, Frank and the girls were her family now. And the sad part was that she had received more love and attention in the last few months than she ever did from her parents. That's when it finally hit them that they didn't know much about her family. Her first reaction was to call and tell them off, but the girls would have none of it. 

They were able to convince her to meet them and hear what they had to say, she owed them that much. The next few days she opened up about her family and how they virtually abandoned her, they understood where she was coming from but at least she had a family. She decided to meet them in a restaurant because she didn't trust herself enough to keep a level head and to make sure of this; she asked that Frank join her for emotional support.

In the mean time, he had been doing a bit of research of his own, and he was impressed by what he found out. Jackie's parents were rich, filthy rich, they came from old money and from what he could piece together their marriage was mostly a business arrangement. That explained a lot, they had a child and he couldn't understand why they went out of their way to isolate themselves from her. He would find out in a few days.

The restaurant was a nice cozy little place which they frequented and the waiters knew them. She was so nervous that she couldn't even hold her glass of water and had to ask for a straw. So he did the only thing he could, he held her hand and tried to calm her. This wasn't easy but the fact that he showed his support seemed to calm her a bit.

'I can't do this.'

'Yes you can, I won't let anything happen to you okay.' Despite the reassurance, she still had reservations. Then she tensed, tightened her grip on his hand and stared at a couple that had just walked in. They approached the table slowly and right away he could tell they were absolute snobs. They checked out the place and they didn't have to say anything because their expressions showed their disgust.

'Hello mum, dad this is Frank my boyfriend,' she introduced them then turning to Frank, 'these are my parents Victor and Anna Quinn.'

'Hi Jacqueline, it's been a long time dear,' her mother replied, 'it's nice to finally meet you Frank.' They didn't even hug. Victor had yet to say a word, although he didn't have to, Frank could tell he didn't like him not that it mattered.

'Has he started beating on you like your last so called boyfriend?' he asked sarcastically.

'How dare you,' she answered with a rising temper.

'Please let's not fight,' Anna tried to intervene.

'Why, he's just after her money just like the rest of them. I've been doing a bit of digging on you young man, and your background didn't impress me. How dare you take advantage of your assistant, I thought it was against company policy to date a subordinate,' he continued.

'He loves me unlike you two. When was the last time you sent me a birthday card?' Jackie was really upset now.

'Mr. Quinn your daughter is old enough to make her own decisions and ...'

'Who are you to tell me about my daughter?' he interrupted him.

'Stop it all of you,' Anna screamed. This attracted the attention of the other customers. 'We didn't come here to fight. Jacqueline we came here to tell you, no to ask you to come home with us because we want you to take over the family finances,' she added after lowering her voice.

'That's what it's all about to you you've never cared about me sending me off to boarding school so that you could entertain your snooty rich friends. Do you know what that does to an eight year old? For heavens sake my best friends were the servants. What makes you think I want anything to do with you or your money? She couldn't continue because she was too upset.

'I'm sorry for the lack of attention, I know it's a bit late for that now but honey we need you to take charge because that's the least we can do,' Anna tried to plead with her.

'You don't get it do you, you think you can buy me off? I've found someone who can love me for me and he doesn't care how much money I have,' she said with a surprisingly calm voice. This seemed to piss her dad off.

'You little shit this is the thanks we get for raising you?' Victor bellowed out.

'Look who's talking, where were you on my seventh birthday? Oh I know you were in Monte Carlo, for my eighth birthday you were in Rio for the carnival. For my ninth you were in Egypt visiting the pyramids. I could go on and on but you get the idea, so don't tell me you raised me.'

'Don't you dare use that tone with me,' he said trying to regain control. The evening was turning out to be quite interesting and Frank had a front row seat. Fortunately for him, he could pick up on their intentions and as far as he could tell, there was more to their little visit. Anna was the key, but she was too afraid of Victor to speak up. This wasn't about Jackie taking over, they were being investigated for some questionable deals and they needed someone to take the fall for them. 

Unfortunately he couldn't just come out and say it but he could make them think he knew about the illegal deals. He had to be careful about how he did it. They didn't even order food, but decided to meet again in a few days after everyone had calmed down. Jackie cried all the way home and it didn't help when he told her about her parents' little predicament. That night she cried herself to sleep, fortunately for her she had people who loved her.

Frank did a bit more digging and found out more about their shady deals, or more precisely Victor's deals. Anna was the weak link but getting to her wouldn't be easy, but he decided to try. He called up the hotel they were staying and asked for her. She seemed relieved to hear his voice and agreed to meet him right away. That was easier than he had thought, but the hard part lay ahead.

They met at a coffee shop and he could see she was really uncomfortable. 'My daughter really loves you,' she said trying to break the ice.

'I love her too, but that's not why you are here is it? I've been doing some digging and you two are in some deep shit. So my question is why are you here? Why not just leave the country; I'm sure the money you stashed in the Caribbean will be more than enough for the rest of your lives,' he probed. All of a sudden she became nervous and he could feel her internal emotional conflict as she tried to decide what to tell him.

'It was all his idea,' she finally burst out.

'Calm down, let's start from the top.'

'Okay, Victor made some deals without telling the board and when they started loosing money he borrowed from some questionable individuals to cover them but the FTC got wind of it and started sniffing around. Unfortunately I was also a signatory to them although I didn't know at the time. So now we are looking at more than twenty years each of jail time.'

'What does Jackie have to do with all that?'

'Once we sign over the finances, all liability will be on her and that gives us a loop hole to get out.'

'But wouldn't they still investigate you.'

'You'll be amazed at what a good lawyer can do with the laws they have now.' Unfortunately she was right, all a lawyer had to do was poke enough holes. But it still didn't make sense why they had to frame Jackie.

'But why Jackie, she's never done anything to deserve this,' he asked.

'Victor has never really accepted her he even did a blood test to confirm his paternity. I know as her mother I should have put a stop to it as soon as he suggested it but I'm afraid of him.'

'You can always go to the cops.'

'You're kidding right? He has very powerful connections.'

'What if I could protect you?'

'Please don't do this to me the least I could do is ask that you take care of my baby because even though I don't know you that well, I can tell that you are a good young man. Nobody can protect me from him but you can protect her. I know what I have to do I just wish I was a better mother tell her I'm sorry for everything.' With that she stood up and left. He didn't know how long he sat there because when he took a sip of his coffee it was cold.

When he got home he sat them all down and recounted the meeting's event. Jackie sat motionless but they all knew what she was going through. That evening her mum called to say they were leaving, Jackie tried to convince her to stay but she had made up her mind. For the next few days Jackie didn't talk much and when she finally broke down, she cried for a good two days and they encouraged her to let it all out.

A few weeks later, she received a call from the FBI telling her that her parent's car had been discovered at the bottom of a cliff. This time she cried for a week. Frank and the girls did their best to console her but she blamed herself for their bitter parting and their death. She flew out to identify their bodies and make funeral arrangements. Her mother's last wish was that their ashes be spread over the Rockies because that's where they met.

A few weeks later, she received a call from a lawyer asking her to come in for the reading of the will. She didn't want to go because as far as she was concerned, she didn't want anything to do with their dirty money. Frank was able to convince her to meet with the executor and hear him out. He was a nice old gentleman who also seemed to want to get it over with. After the usual pleasantries they got down to business.

Basically they had left everything to her but before he could continue he handed her an envelope. It was addressed to her, so she cautiously opened it and started reading.

Dear Jacqueline, 

If you're reading this we are already dead, I know nothing I say will ever change how we treated you, but I hope that one day you'll find it in your heart to forgive us. I'm sorry we won't be around to watch you have kids, but I know Frank will be there for them which is more than I can say about us. The money we left you won't mean much so it's up to you to do the right thing. I hope you have a happy life my dear and don't make the same mistakes we did. 

Mum (and dad). 

She was crying by the time she finished reading it and Frank took her hand and slowly caressed it. The arbiter gave her time to compose herself before continuing. He took out a check from his folder and handed it to her.

'This is what they left you. Of course I've taken out my fees and the relevant taxes,' he said. They couldn't believe it the check was for almost half a billion dollars.

'But I thought they were under investigation for illegal deals, doesn't the government get to keep the money?'

'They died before they could complete the investigation and since they couldn't find any paper trail they didn't have a reason to put a hold on their finances.'

'What do I do with all this money?'

'That's up to you young lady.' With that they thanked him and left. She had a decision to make and Frank and the girls figured she would take a while so they gave all the space she needed. A few days later she called them together, something she had never done, and told them of her decision.

'I want you to have the money master,' she said after everyone had settled down.

'Are you sure about this? It's a lot of money,' he asked.

'You are my family now and I want you all to enjoy it.'

'You do know we are already rich right?'

'I know.' Her mind was already made up and there was nothing they could do to change it. He took the check and gave it to Lori who was in charge of the family finances. He had decided as soon as he moved in to keep her as the caretaker of his trust fund because she was more familiar with finances than he was. This was no different and since they all trusted her, he didn't have to think twice about it.

The day of the party was approaching and this offered a relief from the previous month's grief. As the girls had fun preparing and the guest list was bigger than he had expected. Some of them would spend a few nights with them because they were from out of town. He was also glad that he was finally meeting some of his neighbors. And of course Jackie had to make a decision about her future but they all knew what she would say.

The night before she got them together again and straight away cut to the chase. 'I've decided I want to do this and I hope to be as good a slave as Lori, Emily and her predecessors,' she stated enthusiastically.

'You know there's no turning back now?' he asked.

'I know that's why I trust that you will treat me as you treat any slave.' He didn't try to convince her or talk her out of it because her heart was set and the girls would kill him if he tried anything at this point. Besides she was privy to their family secret.

The big day arrived, the girls were dressed in their uniforms and as soon as the guests started arriving he understood why Lori was excited about this whole event. He didn't know what to expect but when he was introduced as the master of the house, he couldn't help but feel proud. He mingled with the other masters, some he knew some he'd heard off, and in the process got to understand why people were into this lifestyle.

The girls didn't have to take care of everyone because all of them had brought a slave or sub so all they had to do was make sure they had everything for their masters. He decided to visit the play room, something he hadn't done because he never felt comfortable and considered it as a torture chamber of sorts. The rule was everyone brought their own toys for obvious reasons. He observed some of them and was actually impressed by some of the skills fortunately it was sound proofed so the screams were contained.

He finally got to meet his neighbors, and they turned out to be wonderful people. One couple had a male sub who he could have sworn could read minds because he seemed to anticipate their every need and loved doing it. Another couple had two slaves who happened to be identical twins and they were so beautiful that Emily had to pull him away from them. They had fun that night and as their guests started leaving he was already asking them if they would be coming to the next one.

Surprisingly it turned out none of them needed to spend the night which was fine with him. That night they had a lot of fun in bed and he got to tease them until they came. They in turn did the same to him and by the time they fell asleep, they were covered in cum and happy. It took them a couple of days to get over the party and for things to get back to normal. Then they started planning for the next big event; the wedding.

First off they had to find someone to perform the ceremony, and considering that it would not be legal, they had to find a place to hold the venue. They decided to hold it in the back yard. It was big enough and they could invite as many as a hundred guests. Inviting guests wasn't the problem; it was getting someone to perform the ceremony. Once again Lori was ahead of the curve, she knew this old mistress who performed this kind of ceremonies. 

There was also another surprise for Frank, there would be two ceremonies; one for the wedding and the other for the joining of Jackie as his slave. They decided to keep that last part as a secret from both of them. There was one more thing they still had to talk about; children. The problem was he didn't know how to go about it so once again the girls came to his rescue and they had a sit down. He was getting used to those by now.

'I guess my question is how many kids and especially for Jackie because she has to provide a companion for each one of them I think,' he asked.

'Jackie doesn't mind how many kids she has, and as for us Emily here would like to give you three and I two. But we can have more if you want because you know we can support them,' Lori replied.

'Have you chosen a male donor for Jackie?'

'Everything is taken care off so don't worry about that. You'll still get to make love to her anytime you want.'

'Well okay then, now how's the wedding thing coming along or is it still a secret,' he probed. They giggled and didn't answer so he let it go. They had set the wedding date for New Years Eve and the invites had almost all confirmed. This time he wasn't nervous and actually looked forward to it. Christmas was fun because the girls had a surprise present for him. They all exchanged presents and then Emily handed him a little box.

'What's this?' he asked.

'Open it.' He did and inside was an unopened pack of birth control pills.

'I don't understand,' he looked at her a bit confused.

'I'm pregnant so I don't need those anymore,' she replied happily.

'How long? I mean when?'

'I found out two days ago. I hope I didn't blind side you?'

'No, it's just that I didn't expect this until a few months from now, what about Lori?'

'Emily goes first because I already had a child and besides pretty soon Jackie will be pregnant and if I was too after child birth you won't be able to have sex with us for several weeks. So you see one of us has to be able to satisfy your needs master,' she added with a cheeky smile.

'I see your point.' 

The wedding day arrived and the girls had laid out his white tux. They were nowhere to be seen but they had left him a note with instructions. The ceremony was to start a noon and since he was kept out of sight, he didn't know what was going on outside and he was tempted to take a peek at the back yard. Finally the clock chimed at noon and Jackie opened the den door, she wore a black leather mini skirt with a matching top, black spike heeled shoes and to top it off a collar. She looked hot.

She reminded him of his first night when he met Lori. 'It's time master,' she said approaching him. She gave him a soft kiss on the lips and then took his hand and led him out into the back yard. The place was packed, most he knew, but the interesting thing was that the girls were waiting for him. She gave him away. They were dressed in matching white strapless gowns which seemed to radiate with energy. 

He couldn't stop staring at their beautiful faces and everything else seemed to float by. They had decided to write their own vows and after they recited them, the old lady performing the ceremony pronounced them married. But there was more. Jackie who had been standing behind the girls stepped forward and knelt before him. At first he didn't know what was going on, but Lori told him that it was going to happen next.

Epilogue

It's been ten years and life has been good to them. They have eight kids; two by Emily and Lori each and four by Jackie. They are planning to have more, but they are concerned about Jackie. The last baby was difficult and almost killed her so Emily has volunteered to be the surrogate. Frank started his own advertising company; Jackie and Emily finally were convinced to join Lori in her investment finance endeavor. The kids get along fine and have already paired off, and they also show signs of the gift. They've been trying to help the two oldest, James and Anna, come to terms with it. In a few more years things should start getting interesting.



Fulfilled Fantasies



Fantasy 1

My wife Jan and I have been married for seven years and have always shared fantasies to heighten our sex lives. These stories are fantasies shared and fulfilled. We love each other with all our hearts and want for each other to have a very pleasurable life and to not go into old age wishing "what if" or "if only" when we were younger.

My wife Jan is thirty-two years old. She is five foot ten inches tall. She has radiant brunette hair. Her face is beautiful and that is not just me saying that. She had done some modeling in her twenties. She has always stayed in shape with a firm flat stomach. Her breasts are thirty-six DD with nipples that are always hard and stand perky and proud. Her legs are long and lean. Not muscular in a man's sense, but toned. She keeps her pussy trimmed with a small strip of pubic hair directly above her pussy. She loves to wear sexy clothes that at times border on skimpy. She gets looks everywhere we go.

My name is Chaz and I too stay in shape. I am six foot one and have been told to be a good-looking guy. My cock when hard is not huge but a well endowed eight inches. I also keep my pubic hair trimmed. Jan likes it that way. Jan is excellent at deep throating my cock and does not like all the hair tickling her nose when she sucks me. She also likes to lick and suck my balls so I also keep them trimmed. She likes to do the trimming and at times gets so carried away that I look down and there is no pubic hair left.

We have always had a very active sex life but after seven years have decided that it is time to branch out and fulfill our fantasies.

One of the fantasies that I had shared with Jan was to be tied to a bed and teased and played with by several women at once.

Jan has decided that the first fantasy we would fulfill would be one of mine since my birthday was coming up in two weeks. I didn't know which one she was going to fulfill, she wanted it to be a surprise. 

The day of my birthday came and I had taken off work to celebrate it.

I woke up to the sound of the birds chirping and the sun streaming through the window. My beautiful wife was lying next to me asleep. She was naked as usual and I rolled over to cuddle up behind her. Naturally, my cock was hard and poking her between her ass cheeks. I reached over her and cupped one of her breasts in my hand.

"Good morning, birthday boy," She mumbled.

"Morning," I replied.

She reached between us and wrapped her hand around my hard cock, "You seem to be ready to go today."

"I thought we might start off my birthday properly," I responded.

She stroked my cock a few times and then got out of bed.

She walked to the bathroom saying, "Nope, today we fulfill one of your fantasies and I want you at full strength and hard as a rock for it."

I heard her peeing and then brushing her teeth as I laid there with my hard cock poking at the sheets making a tent. I wrapped my hand around it and was slowly stroking it.

She stepped out of the bathroom and saw me, "Keep your hands off your dick."

I removed my hand as she stepped to her closet. She came out wearing a tight white tank top and a pair of white, tight spandex boy shorts. Her big tits were protruding from the edges of the shirt and her tight ass was well defined as the shorts rode high on her cheeks revealing a third of them.

"You want me to stop with you wearing an outfit like that today?" I asked.

"Behave yourself. Get out of bed and do not get dressed," She said as she walked out of the bedroom.

I didn't know which fantasy she was going to fulfill but was hoping it was my favorite one.

My cock was still rock hard as I crawled out of bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. While brushing my cock went back to flaccid so I could at least pee.

I walked down the hallway naked as instructed.

I glanced at the clock hanging on the kitchen wall and it was ten fifteen. 

Jan was there making coffee. 

"Am I to stay naked all day or what?" I asked.

"All day," was all she said not turning around.

"Would the birthday boy like some breakfast?" She then asked.

"I'm starving. That would be great," I replied.

"Sit down and I will fix you your favorite waffles," She said.

I sat down and watched her begin fixing my breakfast. Just watching her ass in those shorts and her tits protruding from the open arms of the tank top made my cock hard again.

"So what is today going to bring?" I asked.

"You know it is a surprise and you will find out around one o'clock," She said looking back at me with a grin.

She sat the waffles in front of me and noticed my hard cock, "You're hard already? Just thinking about what is going to happen has you all worked up doesn't it?"

"Yes."

I ate my waffles and then went to the living room and sat on the couch still naked to watch some TV and wait until one.

Time passed slowly as I kept looking at the clock. 

Finally, Jan walked in and said, "Follow me."

I looked at the clock and it was twelve forty five.

I got up and followed her to the bedroom.

Once there I could see she had removed all the blankets and sheets from the bed with the exception of the fitted sheet.

"Lie down on your back in the middle of the bed," She ordered.

I laid down and watched as she went to the dresser and pulled out some padded restraints.

"Really?" I asked.

"Really," was all she responded with.

The restraints had padded leather cuffs attached to ropes.

She started at my wrists tying me to the corner posts of the headboard. She then went to the foot of the bed and restrained my ankles to the posts of the footboard.

She finished and then looked at her handy work.

"Can you move?" She asked.

I pulled against the restraints and had very little movement.

"Not much," I replied.

"Good," she said smiling.

She stepped into the bathroom and took a very quick shower. When she stepped out, she was wearing a nearly sheer short robe that left nothing to the imagination. 

No sooner had she stepped out and I heard the doorbell ring. She stepped out of the room to get the door.

My cock was rock hard lying there wondering what was next. I had a pretty good Idea at this point but wondered who she had coming to help her.

Jan had several drop dead gorgeous friends and I wondered if it would be any of them or strangers.

I could barely hear Jan talking to someone in a low voice and then some subdued laughter.

About five minutes passed and I could hear footsteps coming down the hall. My cock was throbbing with anticipation.

Jan stepped through the door and right behind her was Liz, Pam and Rachel.

"Honey, I found a couple of very willing volunteers to help fulfill your first fantasy," Jan said.

She could not have done a better job in finding her volunteers.

Liz and her husband Jack were friends of ours and had been for several years. Liz was a tall blonde with big full tits and a great body that I had always mentally undressed. She came into the room wearing a white garter belt with white stockings. She had on a pair of white string panties and her big tits were naked.

Pam was a shorter girl that I had only met once. She worked with Jan. She was wearing one of Jan's sheer robes. Through the robe, I could see her naked body. She also had a set of big firm tits and I could see her pussy that was trimmed but not clean shaved. Looked like a bikini trim to me.

Rachel was the ultimate male fantasy women. She had always reminded me of Pamela Anderson. Her features and body were nearly identical. They could have been sisters. Rachel was married and worked with Jan also. I had only met her husband once. Rachel was completely naked. Her pussy was closely trimmed but not completely shaved. Her tits were topped with small pink areola and nipples, both of which were hard with excitement.

"Are you ready to fulfill fantasy number one?" Jan asked.

I looked down at my hard cock and replied, "I believe so."

Jan untied her sheer robe and shrugged it off her shoulders. It fell from her body to the floor. She then climbed onto the bed naked.

Rachel walked around the other side of the bed and I watched as her big full tits swayed with each of her steps.

Liz followed Jan onto the bed and headed to the foot of the bed while Pam untied her robe and let it fall to the floor.

It was nearly too much to take in watching all four of them as they ascended onto the bed with me.

Jan climbed up to my face and leaned down, "Happy Birthday Lover. Enjoy yourself."

Rachel was on the other side of me and placed her warm hand on my chest and pinched my right nipple, rolling it between her fingers as Jan kissed me.

I felt Liz's hand rest on my thigh close to my balls.

Jan pulled away from our kiss and leaned down to suck my left nipple into her mouth. Pam, now naked climbed onto the bed on Rachel's side at the foot of the bed and let her hand rest on my other thigh.

Rachel leaned down and sucked my right nipple into her mouth. 

Liz moved her hand from my thigh to my throbbing cock and wrapped her hand around it, while Pam cupped my balls in her hand.

I looked down at Rachel and Jan sucking on my nipples and knew this very well may exceed my fantasy.

I saw Liz's head drop down and then felt a warm mouth envelope my hard cock.

Pam's head dropped down and I could feel her kissing and sucking my balls.

I looked up at the ceiling in complete awe at the immense pleasures that were simultaneously racing through my body.

It is one thing to have Jan sucking my cock but to have both nipples sucked, my cock sucked and my balls sucked at the same time was mind-blowing.

Rachel and Jan both stopped sucking on my hard nipples. Rachael began throwing her leg over my body and Jan backed away so she could. She straddled my chest, as I looked straight into her pussy.

"How about a little pussy eating birthday boy?" Rachel said as she scooted up my body until her pussy was against my face and mouth. I immediately stuck out my tongue and began licking her sweet twat.

I could no longer see what was happening and who was doing what but I knew where Jan was. I could now tell that Liz and Pam were taking turns sucking my cock.

I looked up past Rachel's pussy and could see the underside of her big tits bounding up and down as she rode my face.

"Don't let him cum," I heard Jan say and then she added, "We need him for several hours and when he does cum I want it to blow his head off."

They both stopped sucking on my cock and I could feel them kissing and caressing my thighs.

The bed was moving and I soon looked up past Rachel and saw Liz standing directly over my head straddled. Her pussy was directly above my head only she did not squat down. She grabbed the back of Rachel's head and pulled Rachel to her pussy. Rachel stuck out her tongue and began licking Liz's pussy while I laid there licking and sucking on Rachel's pussy.

I could then see Jan's hand reach out and she cupped Rachel's right tit in her hand.

"Holy shit" raced through my mind. Jan had never expressed a fantasy about other women. Maybe she was caught up in the moment. 

I felt a hand around my cock holding it up. Then the unmistakable feeling of sliding into a wet, warm pussy.

Pam was fucking me.

Jan began pinching and rolling Rachel's nipple and Rachel began to moan.

Her pussy was soaking wet and her juices were smeared onto my face. 

"Mmmmmmmm," Rachel moaned against Liz's pussy as her body began to shudder.

"Oooooooo FUCK!" Rachel screamed as her juices flooded my tongue.

When she had finished cumming, she climbed off my face. Liz was still standing directly over me but I looked down to see little Pam's pussy swallowing my cock. Her big tits were bouncing up and down as she fucked me.

Liz then spun around and I looked up directly at her pussy and asshole as she was straddled above me. She began squatting down and placed her pussy against my face.

Liz's smooth pussy felt good against my tongue and I sucked her hard clit into my mouth.

Jan then really shocked me as she leaned over and sucked Liz's nipple into her mouth. I watched her lips wrap around her tit and sucked her nipple.

Pam stopped fucking me and climbed off my throbbing cock.

I laid there sucking on Liz's pussy watching my wife suck on her tit. The bed was moving but didn't know what was happening. I heard Jan's vibrator click on.

The vibrator was humming away but not on me and I began to realize apparently Pam and Rachel were busy using it.

"OH FUCK YESSSSSS," Liz yelled out as her body jerked on my face and she ground her pussy harder against me.

Her pussy became saturated with her juices as she had an orgasm against my tongue.

When she was done, Jan released her tit and she climbed off my body.

I then could see Pam bent over on all fours. Her face against the foot of the bed and Rachel had the vibrator humming at full speed massaging Pam's pussy and little brown rosebud.

Pam was grasping at the sheets as she was nearing an orgasm.

Jan reached down and wrapped her hand around my hard cock and stroked it while I watched the two women.

"Oh my GAWD FUCK YESSSS," Pam screamed as she began thrusting her ass toward the vibrating cock.

Rachel then slide the cock inside Pam's pussy, "OHHHHH FUCK!" Pam screamed as she came hard and long riding back and forth on the vibrating cock.

Liz walked over and took the vibrator from Rachel and pushed Rachel down on the bed. She was lying next to me as Liz got between her legs. With the vibrator still humming at top speed, she placed it against Rachel's pussy.

"FUCK," Rachel yelled out as the simulated cock touched her clit.

Jan took her hand from my cock and straddled my body. She guided my cock to her pussy and sat fully on me.

Pam now recovered from her orgasm leaned over and sucked Jan's right nipple into her mouth. Jan rolled her head back and began grinding against my groin.

Rachel then began to move. She moved above me on all fours. She placed her right tit at my mouth and lowered it until it was against my mouth. I sucked her tit into my mouth and Liz went back to work on her pussy.

"Oh gawd yes," Rachel moaned.

Rachel's sweet smelling perfume filled my nostrils as I sucked her. I could not see anything because my face was covered with Rachel's tits.

I could feel my cock beginning to expand and knew I was going to cum if Jan kept riding my cock.

She must have also felt it and pulled off me. My cock slapped against my belly.

I then heard Jan whispering in my ear, "Not yet big boy."

"OOOO," Jan then moaned not moving her head.

"OOOHHH GAWD," she moaned again in my ear.

Someone and I was assuming Pam was doing something to my wife's pussy.

Rachel groaned, "OH MY GAWD," as her body jerked and she pulled her tit from my mouth. I watched her body convulse and she dropped her tits against my face nearly smothering me as she came hard against Liz's use of the vibrator.

Jan was breathing heavily in my ear.

Rachel pulled her tits off my face and sat on the edge of the bed. I then could see Pam behind Jan. Her face was buried against her ass.

"OOOOOOGAWD," Jan moaned as she stopped breathing. I knew from experience that she was going to cum and cum hard.

"FUCK!" Jan nearly yelled in my ear as she convulsed with an orgasm.

When she had finished she rolled onto her back next to me catching her breath. Pam's face was shiny from Jan's juices.

My cock was pulsing into the air wanting attention.

Jan sat up and said, "How about a break and a cold drink Ladies?"

"Sounds good to me," Rachel answered.

They all climbed off the bed.

"Honey we will be back in a little bit," Jan said with a smile as they all walked out of the room.

"Wait," I yelled but they just kept walking.

"What the fuck," I mumbled to myself as my cock was aching for release.

I could hear the girls talking and laughing in the kitchen as my cock stayed hard.

I looked at the clock beside the bed. It was nearly three.

About five minutes had passed and I heard footsteps coming back down the hallway. 

Jan walked in and the rest of the girls behind her.

"Ok dear, we need to wrap this up so the girls can get home before their husbands do," Jan said.

Rachel was the first on the bed. She straddled my body and grabbed my hard cock. She held it up and lowered herself onto my raging hard-on.

"Oh yes," She moaned as her warm, cum slick pussy enveloped me.

She began riding me and her huge tits were bouncing up and down with each stroke.

Jan moved herself so her pussy was situated at my right hand. I slipped a finger inside her.

Pam did the same at my left hand and I slipped a finger inside her. I fingered them while watching Rachel fucking my cock.

Liz crawled onto the bed and bent over me. She began sucking my nipples. First one and then the other, back and forth.

I could feel my cock swelling and Rachel stopped and got off my cock.

"He is ready to unload," she said.

"FUCK GIRLS, I NEED TO CUM," I nearly yelled.

"Liz your turn," Jan said.

Liz then straddled my body and lowered herself onto me. I watched my cock slide inside her.

Rachel then took her place sucking and licking my nipples.

"My gawd he is bigger than Rick," Liz said as she bobbed up and down on my aching cock.

Pam and Jan were both now grinding their pussies against my hands.

It did not take long and I could feel the cum boiling and my cock expand.

Liz stopped and got off my cock, "Damn it I would like to ride that thing a little longer but he was ready to shoot."

"FUCK," I yelled.

"Pam your turn again," Jan said.

"Gawd and I am ready for a big hard cock," She replied pulling away from my hand.

Liz came up to my hand planting her pussy against it while Pam situated herself above my cock. She guided me to her and I easily slipped inside her wet pussy.

Pam did not get more than a dozen strokes in before she pulled off my cock, "He is going to explode."

My cock was spontaneously jerking and throbbing as she climbed off me.

All the girls then pulled away from me and laid face down around my cock.

Jan grabbed my cock as I watched her open her mouth and suck me completely into her throat. Her lips were against my balls.

"Damn girl you need to teach me how to do that," Rachel said.

"Here you try it," Jan said handing my cock over to Rachel.

Rachel opened wide and took my cock into her mouth. She slowly lowered her mouth on me and I could feel the resistance from the back of her throat. She back away and gagged.

"How do you do that?" She asked Jan.

"Practice and you have to let your throat relax."

"Let me try," Liz said taking my cock.

She lowered her mouth around my cock and she too gagged.

"I don't think I can do it," Liz said.

"Practice, practice, practice" Jan said.

"My turn," Pam said now taking my cock that felt like it was going to split the skin and explode it ached so badly.

Pam opened her mouth and let me slide in. I felt the back of her throat and then it opened slightly and I slipped past it.

She jerked it out of her mouth and gagged.

"Here Jan show us again." Pam said handing my cock back to Jan.

My wife opened her mouth and down I went deep into her throat.

"OHHH FUCK!" I moaned.

Jan pulled me out and said, "He is done Ladies."

She stroked my cock while Rachel and Liz sucked and licked my tight balls.

"OOOOOOOO FUCK YESSSSSS!" I yelled as the cum in my body raced up the shaft of my cock.

I arched my back and pulled against the restraints as the first shot exploded from my cock. It set a new record and shot clear up to my neck.

I was actually light headed as shot after shot exploded from my cock.

When I had finished, Jan put my cock back into her mouth cleaning it off. Liz and Rachel began licking the cum from my groin and stomach while Pam moved up and licked it off my neck and chest.




Fulfilled Fantasies 02



Last month for Chaz's Birthday, I had given him one of his fantasies. He had wanted to be teased, and fucked by several women while tied to a bed.

We had decided to do a fantasy a month and alternate until we had fulfilled all our fantasies.

This month was my turn and we had set the date as tomorrow, which was a Saturday.

Chaz and I had shared many fantasies over the past seven years of our marriage so I was not sure which one he was going to do first. We did not want to know because the anticipation is part of the thrill.

I will have to admit it was not easy watching other women fuck and suck Chaz but I love him and he loves me. It also very well may have opened a new fantasy that I have yet to share with him and it involves having sex with another woman. 

During his fantasy, Pam had licked and sucked my pussy to an intense orgasm. I had also touched another woman's breast. I now wondered what it would be like to have complete and total sex with another woman. Oh well, maybe down the road.

Chaz had been very secretive about tomorrow and I was antsy with curiosity.

I woke up early the next morning and Chaz was still asleep. 

I crawled out of bed and went to the bathroom then went to the kitchen. I did not slip on a robe as I normally do and decided to get into the flow of the day by being completely naked. Chaz likes it when I run around the house naked. He especially likes it when I clean the house in the nude.

I made a pot of coffee and the aroma must have woke him up.

"Good morning Babe," He said rounding the corner from the hallway. He too was completely naked which in the morning was not all that abnormal for him. His big dick was waggling in front of him.

"Good morning Hon," I replied as he walked over to me and gave me a morning kiss.

He poured a cup of coffee and asked me, "Ready for a big day?"

"I barely slept last night wondering what you had planned today."

"You are going to love it," He replied.

"When do we get started?" I asked.

"Tonight, be ready and dressed sexy at seven," He replied with a grin.

"So, we're going somewhere?" I asked hedging for some hint.

"I know what you are trying to do and it won't work. Just be ready at seven and looking sexy," He said shaking his finger at me.

He then walked around the corner and I watched his sexy tight little ass.

"Damn," I mumbled to myself looking at the clock. It was only nine. Ten hours to have to wait.

I started cleaning the kitchen, naked of course.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

I looked at the clock and this day had been agonizingly slow. It was finally five so I headed to the bedroom to shower and get ready.

Chaz had been busy all day outside in the yard and in the garage.

After showering, I fixed my hair and put on make-up.

I then went to my closet to find something "sexy" to wear.

As I stood there, I wondered what kind of "sexy" he meant. I mean there is elegant sexy, teasing sexy and trashy sexy.

Just then, Chaz stepped to the doorway of my closet.

"What kind of sexy?" I asked.

"Anything goes sexy," He responded.

"Sheer sexy or subdued sexy?" I asked wanting more information.

"You can go as wild as you want. It can be as sheer as you want it to be. You will not offend anyone where we are going. Preferably short, sheer and tight," He replied.

Ok, that was better I thought.

I looked through my clothes and found a short micro-mini skirt. Chaz always got hot when I wore it. I then looked for a blouse and picked out one that was really too sheer to be worn in public without something under it. I had worn it before but always with a camisole or something. Tonight I was going for broke and decided to wear it with nothing else. 

I put on a pair of sheer white thong panties and then slipped the skirt on. I then slipped the blouse on and buttoned it up but not too far. I was more than one button past decent for sure.

I walked to the mirror and looked at myself to see the affect.

"Crap," I mumbled. My tits were clearly visible. "I can't go out in public like this," I thought to myself.

Chaz walked back into the bedroom

"Wow! That is perfect," He said.

"You can see my tits," I responded.

"Perfect." He said.

"What the hell," I thought and went back into my closet to find some shoes.

Chaz was in the shower when I came out with a pair of stiletto heels that had the gladiator straps running up my calves.

I again looked in the mirror and thought, "Looking good." Still was uncertain about the blouse but Chaz seemed to think it was perfect.

Chaz stepped out of the bathroom and a wolf whistle filled the room.

"Damn, we better get going or I might just take you right here and now," He said.

"Get ready you big pervert," I said with a smile.

Chaz slipped on a pair of jeans, naturally commando and a white dress shirt. He knew I get really hot when he wears this combination.

I looked him over and said, "You're right, we better go because as horny as I am with anticipation I might just fuck you here and now too."

"Nope, no can do. We need to go and fulfill this fantasy of yours."

I walked out the bedroom door with Chaz behind me. I could feel his eyes burning holes in my ass.

We went to the garage to get into the car. The consummate gentleman that Chaz is he opened the door for me. I stepped into the car and realized that his manners were also going to afford him a nice view of my pussy through sheer panties under my skirt. There was no way of getting in the car without giving him a flash.

"Damn," he muttered looking directly at my crotch.

I reached over and pulled the door shut. Chaz got in on the other side and started the car.

As I sat there in the car, I kept looking down as the streetlights flashed by. This skirt was so short that I could not keep my barely covered pussy from showing.

We had been driving for about twenty minutes and I was so nervous we did not speak much.

Chaz finally turned on the blinker and we turned into a place that looked to be a bar.

I had always had a fantasy of being provocatively dressed and going into a bar full of men. Teasing them and tormenting them with my body. Apparently, this is what Chaz had in mind for my first fantasy.

"So, a bar full of men is my first fulfilled fantasy?" I asked.

"Oh, it is so much more than that," He responded with a sly grin.

We parked and again my perverted husband came around to open the door for me. Again, he got a shot of my pussy and I was hoping it was dark enough he did not notice the wet spot on the front of them.

"Did that wet spot slowly appear or did it instantly appear when we pulled in?" He asked.

I could feel the blush cover my face, "You are so rude to speak of such things," I said grinning.

He took my hand after I pulled my skirt down so my ass and pussy wasn't showing and we walked to the door.

I was very conscious of my tits bounding up and down unhindered by a bra and visible to the world.

When we opened the door, I was glad the place was dimly lit. But, all eyes turned to the door to see who was coming in.

From somewhere in the room a whistle went out.

I blushed again.

Chaz kept hold of my hand as we made our way to the bar.

"Bud Light for me and a dirty martini for the lady," Chaz ordered as the young good-looking bartender eyed my nearly naked tits.

Chaz turned a barstool around to face the room and said, "Have a seat."

I turned to set on the stool and realized this was going to be impossible to do with out flashing most of the room and still at this point, many eyes were on me. My pussy was so wet I could feel it as I walked.

I tried to get on the stool without revealing too much and failed.

"Fuck me," came from somewhere in the room as I sat down and quickly crossed my legs.

Chaz handed me my dirty martini and I quickly took a huge swallow of it.

I looked around the room and there were probably a hundred guys in the bar. There were also some other women, but there were only a dozen or so of them.

I finished my martini in about three swallows and Chaz had another one ready for me.

As guys kept coming up to get drinks they all seemed to have to order them next to where I was sitting.

I finished the second drink and Chaz was again at the ready with another one for me.

"How about a game of pool?" Chaz asked.

He had remembered that part of my fantasy as well. I had fantasized of playing pool, bent over and guys watching my ass and my tits showing from my loosely buttoned blouse. I had always had a little exhibitionist in me and this fantasy brought out the total exhibitionist in me.

"Why not."

I crawled off the stool and we headed toward an empty pool table. Chaz put the quarters in and racked the balls. I picked out a cue stick and was very conscious of all the eyes looking at me and in particular my tits.

I stepped to the table and noticed Chaz also looking at my tits. He had a huge bulge in his jeans. I glanced down at my tits and in the light from the pool table light, my shirt was completely sheer. It almost looked like I had nothing on at all.

"You can break," He said.

"Here we go," I thought as I walked to the end of the table and slowly bent over to break the balls. I could feel the cool air from the bar across my ass cheeks as I bent over. Chaz was at the opposite end of the table with a big grin on his face. I'm sure he was watching the reactions from the guys behind me.

"Holy shit," was said somewhere from behind me.

I slammed the cue stick into the cue ball and when I did, I could feel my hanging tits jiggle from the strike.

I sank a striped ball on the break so I walked around the table to look for my next shot. It happened to be directly in front of about five guys playing pool at the table next to ours.

I bent over again ready to take the shot when, "Oh my gawd," was uttered from behind me again. This time I lined up the shot, which took me a little longer. My pussy was soaking wet knowing that the guys behind me were staring at my naked ass and more than likely as far as I was bent over my panty-covered pussy.

I took the shot and again my tits jiggled from the movement. I missed.

I walked over to the table and swallowed the last of my third martini.

Chaz immediately ordered another round.

He took two shots before missing and our drinks showed up so I took another swallow before going back for my next shot. 

There was a crowd that had gathered around our pool table.

I lined up my next shot, which was a tough one. It required I bend way over the table in order to reach the cue ball.

I knew this shot was going to expose everything. I had to reach across the table until my nipples were actually grazing the surface of the table. I could feel the air-conditioned air blowing against the wet spot on my panties and it sent a shiver across my body.

"Oh fuck yes," came from behind me as I lined up the shot.

I glanced across the table at Chaz watching and the bulge in his jeans was even larger.

Looking at Chaz's big hard-on and knowing strangers were eyeballing my wet pussy led to a lack of concentration and I missed the shot.

I walked to the table and took a huge swallow from my drink. The alcohol buzz was taking over and combined with my state of horniness I was now wound up for anything.

Chaz sank three balls before missing, I had finished my fourth drink, and he ordered another round.

I walked around to my next shot and it was in front of where Chaz was standing. This time he did not move. He stood behind me I'm sure wanting to see what the others were seeing. 

I was drunk enough now that I gave him a show.

I bent way over lining up my shot. My tits were against the rail on the table.

I then felt Chaz behind me, "If you hold your stick like this you will have a better chance," He said as he leaned against my ass. I nearly came right there. I could feel his hard bulge against my ass.

He stepped back and I could only think of fucking him and again missed my shot.

I took another drink while Chaz shot. I noticed men going in and out of a room in the back. It was not marked restroom but assumed it was and they all knew which one to go into. I then noticed a door next to it that a woman came out of. Must be the restroom, which I was going to need shortly.

Chaz finished the game sinking the eight ball.

"Want to go another game?" He asked.

"No, let's go back to the bar,"

I finished my fifth drink and when we got to the bar, he ordered another one.

When the drinks arrived he said, "Come here I want to show you something."

He took my hand and we walked to the back of the bar to the doors I had noticed earlier.

He opened the door the ladies had been going in and out of and I walked in. He came in behind me, shut the door, and locked it.

In the room, there was a low wooden stool and directly above it was a hole in the wall. The room smelled of sex.

"You're kidding right?" I asked.

"It is your fantasy is it not?"

I had told Chaz once that I thought going to a glory hole and sucking cock after cock would be a turn on. We had played with the fantasy before when he cut a hole in a sheet of plywood at home and I would suck his cock through the hole.

Very quickly, there was a cock sticking through the hole.

"You have a visitor," Chaz said nodding at the cock in the hole.

I took a drink from my glass and walked over to the cock. I sat down on the stool and wrapped my hand around it. I leaned forward, opened my mouth and sucked on the head of it.

I sucked on it and stroked it. While stroking it I turned to Chaz to see his reaction to his wife sucking a stranger's cock. He had his cock out of his jeans and his hand wrapped around it.

This turned me on even more so I turned back to the hard cock and began deep throating it. My nose was pressed against the wall and I heard a male voice on the other side mumble, "Oh my gawd."

I have always loved sucking on a hard cock. I love the feel and the texture of it in my mouth. I also love to swallow cum.

I sucked and stroked the cock relishing every moment and then I could feel it expand in my mouth and knew he was going to shoot his load. I backed off until the head only was in my mouth and the warm rush of cum splashed against the back of my throat and I swallowed load after load of his cum.

When he finished I released him and he withdrew his cock from the hole. I began to get up and immediately there was another cock poking through the hole. I looked at Chaz who now had his jeans completely off and his hard cock in his hand.

The cock through the hole this time was a black man. His cock flaccid through the hole and was not overly long but was very fat.

I wrapped my hand around it and stroked it a few times before opening wide and sucking on the head of this fat cock.

With my free hand, I began rubbing my wet panties. My fingers felt wonderful against my hard blood engorged clit.

I tried deep throating this cock but the girth not the length kept me from doing so. I had never sucked a cock so fat.

I could feel him swell and then I was hit with a rush of cum in a volume I had never seen. There was now way to swallow all of it. It began to escape from the corners of my mouth and run down my chin as I swallowed as much as I could.

He finally finished cumming and I released him. I used my fingers to clean the cum off my chin.

I stood up and another cock poked through the hole.

I decided to remove my skirt and panties this time so I could finger my pussy while I sucked.

I glanced at Chaz who was slowly stroking his big dick and was grinning.

I sat back down on the stool spreading my legs. I put one hand on the cock and the other let my fingers enter my sopping wet pussy.

I sucked cock after cock and had a total of twelve or thirteen. I had lost count.

Then a cock came through the hole that absolutely floored me. I had to turn to Chaz and mouthed the words, "Oh my gawd it's huge."

This cock was flaccid and had to be ten inches long. It laid against the wall.

I wrapped my hand around it and stroked a few times. It quickly got hard and was at least twelve inches long.

I opened my mouth and sucked the head of it.

I was fingering my clit as I sucked and then felt Chaz pulling me up. I turned to look at him. He motioned for me to stand up. He removed the stool and pushed me forward bending me over. I then knew he wanted to fuck me and I wanted nothing more at the time than to have his big cock buried deep inside me.

I bent down and sucked the cock back into my mouth as I felt Chaz's cock at my pussy.

He leaned into me and fully sank his big cock deep inside me.

I moaned on the cock in my mouth as his cock completely filled my aching pussy.

He stayed there buried inside me holding still as I sucked on and tried to get as much of the cock in my mouth and throat as possible. There was no way to get it all in. This was a cock that I could not deep-throat.

I was ready to cum. I had three fantasies fulfilled in one evening, one was exposing my body to strangers, two was going to a glory hole and three was having two cocks at once.

Chaz began to rock back and forth. His hands were on my hips as he thrust in and out of me. The rocking back and forth worked on the cock I was sucking too. 

I moaned relentlessly on the cock I was sucking as I could feel a tremendous orgasm approaching.

Chaz reached around me and put his hand on my pussy as he was buried inside me.

His finger found my hard clit and, "OH FUCK!" I screamed pulling the cock from my mouth. My knees buckled and Chaz held me up. His cock was buried inside me as I held onto the cock protruding from the hole in the wall stroking it.

Wave after wave of wondrous orgasm racked through my body as Chaz kept fingering my clit. I thought I was never going to stop.

Chaz removed his hand and began fucking my pussy hard and fast. I went back to the cock in the wall, sucked, and stroked its full length.

"Oh fuck," Chaz groaned and I could feel his cock expanding then the first shot of his hot cum splashing against the walls of my pussy. At the same time, the cock in my mouth was expanding and I knew to get ready.

"OOOOOOO YESSS," I heard through the wall and a shot of hot cum splashed against the back of my throat.

As I was swallowing the cum spraying into my mouth I had another albeit milder orgasm.

Chaz pulled his cock from my pussy and I released the long cock in my mouth. The cock slipped back through the wall.

I turned and grabbed my skirt and panties from the floor. I used my panties to wipe off Chaz's cum running down my leg and from my pussy. I put my skirt back on as Chaz was busy putting his pants back on.

I looked at the hole in the wall and there was another cock there waiting.

"Let's go," I whispered to Chaz as I stuffed my cum soaked panties into his pocket.

He opened the door and we slipped through the bar and out the front door. We walked rapidly to the car and got in.

As we pulled onto the street I released, "Oh my gawd that was off the hook wild."

"You had a good time I take it?" Chaz asked with a big grin.

"Good time are you kidding me you fulfilled three fantasies in one night."

There was a park up ahead and it was nearly midnight now.

"Pull into the park," I said.

Chaz pulled into the park and found a dark corner. 

"Fuck me again," I said as I climbed out of the car.

I headed to the rear of the car and Chaz met me there. I leaned over the trunk of the car as Chaz pulled his cock from his jeans.

I pulled my skirt up over my hips and waited for him to fuck me hard and fast.

I felt his cock at my pussy and he slipped easily in. The combination of his cum and my juices had my pussy a soaking wet mess.

Chaz grabbed my hips and he pounded in and out of my pussy. The sound of our skin meeting filled the night and was so loud it sounded like thunder in the quiet of the park.




Fulfilled Fantasies 02



I was so turned on I came again squeezing his cock in my pussy and was rewarded with another shot of his cum filling me.

I stayed leaned against the car as Chaz withdrew his cock from me.

It was then we heard the clapping.

It scared me and I bolted upright.

Now that my eyes had adjusted to the darkness, I could see a man sitting on a bench just thirty yards from where we had just fucked.

"Very nice," came a voice from the darkness.

I went around and jumped into the car, as did Chaz. We took off back onto the street headed for home.

I began to laugh and Chaz did too.

"I guess we made his night," I said between laughs.

"I'm sure we did. I can imagine him telling his friends tomorrow what he saw in the park."

When we got home, we showered together and climbed into bed.

"I'm not sure how to top tonight for your fantasy next month," I said lying against his chest.

"Oh I'm sure you will think of something," he replied.

We kissed and made love again before falling asleep.



Fulfilled Fantasies



They licked every last drop of my cum off my body.

When they were done, Liz stood up and said, "Wow, I need to go."

They all looked at the clock and agreed. 

They each gave me a kiss and said, "Happy Birthday."

They all walked out the bedroom door, saying goodbye.

About five minutes passed and I heard the door shut and footsteps coming back down the hall.

My still naked wife came into the room.

"Well, was it a good as the fantasy?"

"Much better," I responded.

She laid down on the bed on her side next to me. She was stroking my cock, now soft from the tremendous orgasm.

"So I guess it was a good Birthday for you."

"I loved it, almost as much as I love you," I replied.

She kissed me.

"Do you think you have another in you? I didn't get to ride your big cock and thought while I had you in such a submissive position I would take advantage of you one on one."

Just from her saying that my cock began to get hard again.

"Well, it seems the big boy might like the sound of that," She said as she began moving.

She spun around and placed her pussy at my face and wrapped her hand around my cock. I felt her mouth envelope my cock and it grew to full length in her mouth as I began sucking and licking her clit.

She was moving her hips causing her pussy to rub against my face and nose. I was covered in her juices and she was deep throating my cock. I always enjoyed the second orgasm because I can always last longer and enjoy all the sensations.

We had been orally pleasuring each other for at least ten minutes when she stopped sucking on my cock.

"Oh yessss, right there...Oh fuck I'm cumming," she moaned.

I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it back and forth with my tongue when her body jerked and she ground her pussy into my face. Her juices coated my face.

She then crawled off my body and turned to straddle me.

"Now I'm going to fuck you until you cum in my pussy," She said grabbing my cock, holding it upright and sliding it into her slick pussy.

"OHHHH FUCK YES," I groaned upon feeling myself deep inside her.

She began to slowly ride my cock and I watched as I slid in and out of her. My shaft was glistening from her juices and I'm sure from the pre-cum oozing from my cock.

Her big tits were slowly undulating as if she was walking. She grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples and began to ride a little faster.

It was beautiful watching her fuck me.

She stopped riding up and down and began to move her hips back and forth against me, which caused more friction against my cock.

"Cum for me baby. Cum in my pussy," she growled in a husky sexy voice.

I could feel it building inside me and knew she was going to get her wish.

"OOOOOO FUCK YES," I groaned arching my ass off the bed with her on me.

"OOOOO MY GAWD," I yelled as my cum once again exploded from my cock deep inside my wife's pussy this time.

When I had finished cumming she sat on my cock as it went soft inside her and eventually slipped out from the cum and juices flowing from her pussy onto my groin and running down the crack of my ass.

She leaned over against me and we laid there breathing heavily, enjoying the beating of our hearts against one another.

She raised up and kissed me then climbed off me. 

She unfastened the restraints around my ankles and then from my wrists.

My arms and legs were nearly numb.

"I'm taking a shower, you want to join me?" She asked.

"Definitely, but you will have to give me a minute until the blood returns to my extremities." I replied with a smile.

"You mean wait for it to leave your cock and go to the rest of your body?" She answered with a smile.

I worked my arms and legs around getting them to wake up as the shower turned on. I got out of bed and joined her. We washed each other and then dried each other off.

We stayed naked through dinner and watched a little TV still naked on the couch.

We finally went to bed and made love one more time.

I laid there before falling asleep and thought about which fantasy I would fulfill for her first.

We had decided to take turns fulfilling fantasies at the rate of one per month.

Next month would be her turn.

After today I knew I had to have a good plan to fulfill hers, as well as she did mine.



Fulfilled Fantasy



I see you looking at me...from across the lobby. You're staring at me as if I were a piece of meat you long for. And I like it. I see you undressing me with your eyes. I can almost feel it, right now. So many people here, what would I do given the chance? I often wondered, would I give in to the desires? While others sit and consume their lunch, I imagine you bending me over, sliding your hand up my back. Dare I? As I stand here, wanting you more with every passing moment. 

So I take a deep, slow breath as I walk slowly toward the ladies room. Eye contact, strong. I bow my head slightly as a sign of submission, and grin at you. Oh, how nice it would be to have a spontaneous interlude become reality. But I know, it's only a fantasy. 

As I'm washing my hands, I sense butterflies in my belly. What is this? Am I a silly little teenager? I certainly feel like one! The door creeks as I know some business woman is on her way in to discreetly empty her bladder. Suddenly, I imagine some strange woman spread eagle on the toilet as that man in the lobby licks her into insanity. I feel my clit swelling at the thought of it. It would seem that I have sex on the brain! 

I carelessly glance to my right to see someone there, but that petite business woman it is not! It's him! My heart jumps into my throat as I stumble for the paper towels. "Can I help you?" I giggled. Surely, he thought he was entering the men's room. "I believe you can." the stranger utters with the most sinister of smiles! And then it was as if it suddenly clicked into our brains, what we both wanted. "I saw you looking at me, no one was around, so I came in." I was almost speechless. I turned, as if to remind myself, to see the doors to the stalls. Solid wood, ceiling to floor. Stunned and thrilled at the same time, I smiled a "come hither" to him and began to walk towards the end stall. The handicapped one, of course. He took one last look behind him to make sure that the coast was clear, then followed me. 

I stood nervously as he simply looked me up and down. There I was, feeling like a piece of meat again, wetting my panties. I think he sensed my submission to him, because he reached both hands to the nape of my neck. Pulling me close to him, I could feel his incredible strength, or was it that I was just so weak? He lifted my head slightly and forcefully licked from the bottom of my neck up to my chin. I moaned as the goose bumps appeared. 

I felt my body being pressed against the wall. He slid his hands down my arms and grabbed my hands gently. With one swift moment that gentleness grew into aggression as he raised my arms above my head. With his left hand holding tightly to my wrists, his right hand slid down my side. Not once did he stop looking me in the eyes. The heat within my core began to expand outward. I just knew that my chest was turning flush. 

When I realized that he had worked his hand under my blouse, I gasped for air. I was powerless to him. So softly he touched my flesh. As he moved his face within centimeters of my own, he gripped my breast as if to say it was his now. The anticipation was overwhelming! What would he do next? Would he kiss me sweetly? Would he bite my nipple like a pirhana?

I could smell my own sex now. It was potent. I hadn't even looked away from his eyes to see if he was hard. I couldn't look away. As long as his eyes commanded me. Down. Down his hand went, past my naval. My panties were soaked through already. He went along the outside of my skirt, inching it up with his fingers. There he was, grinning that evil grin again. My breath was heavy. Once he reached the end of my skirt, I felt his very warm hand reaching along the inside of my thigh. Another moan escaped my lips. He traced the insides of both of my thighs, only slightly touching my pussy, my very wet pussy. As he cupped my mound, his eyes lit up with the realization that I was completely shaven. 

His middle finger slid between my lips and for a moment, he closed his eyes as if to see what his finger saw. I tried to pull my arms down, they were so tired. But he opened his eyes and glared at me, shaking his head, no. I suddenly realized that he truly did have me in control. So this was the feeling. The feeling of utter helplessness. The feeling of complete submission. And with that thought, I felt more fluid escape me. He felt it too. 

Before I knew it, he plunged his finger into me, deeply. More than a simple moan escaped that time. He looked into my eyes to see my reaction and began to pump. After the fourth or fifth rhythmic motion, there were two fingers inside of me. Pumping, I heard the fluids against his hand. The smell of sex was so intense, I knew that if someone came in now, that they would surely know. And, frankly, I didn't care. 

I couldn't control my legs, they started to spread for him. He allowed me to lower just a bit so I could widen myself. I shut my eyes at this point, I couldn't stand it. My eyes seemed to roll back into my head. My clit was swollen beyond belief! I think he could sense my arousal, because he instantly stopped moving his hand. I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me with an expression of, don't even think about it! 

He let go of my hand and I lowered my arms, still spread wide for him. "Take it off." He demanded. I assumed he was referring to my skirt. After a moment of pause, I removed my skirt like the little girl I felt I was, awkward, wanting approval. He stepped in towards me and reached his left hand to the back of my head. Grabbing a hand full of hair he yanked my head back. I thought he'd pull my head right off! Twisting my body around, he pushed me towards the toilet, bending me over. To avoid falling, I reached my hands out to catch myself on the seat. 

I felt his leg move my right leg out, then the left. Wrinkled blouse, heels and no skirt, there I stood, at his will. I felt a sting on my ass. He struck two more times and I called out in pain. But never did I tell him to stop. Please don't stop, I thought to myself. I heard the unzipping of his pants as my ass heated up from the punishment I'd just been given. My head still in his grasp he jammed his cock inside of me. Thrusting at medium speed, he moaned with each one. And so did I. "Your pussy is so hot." he exclaimed in a breathy voice. His cock was so full and hard, he was so deep that it almost hurt. "You little whore." he said to me. "Say it." he demanded. "Yes." I said, "I"m a little whore." He started to bang me harder and faster. "Tell me to stop!" I heard. But I didn't want him to. My head was suddenly pulled hard. I gasped for air and cried out, "Stop!" Something about my saying it, I was even more aroused! "Stop it." I called out. "You'll take it, slut, for as long as I say!" He commanded. 

His thrusts were at speed now, between my moans, were his grunts. He was fucking me hard. My tits were in motion with each penetration. I heard his breath quicken. His hands moved to my hips for a better grip. He banged me so hard I thought that I'd go right through the wall. Suddenly, he grunted with one long breath as he stayed deep inside me. He was cumming. And I was still so turned on! "Don't move." He told me. Like a good little whore, I waited. 

Slowly he pulled out and reminded me not to move. I did as told. Before I knew it, his face was between my legs. His lips clenched onto my clit. I could feel his tongue flittering around it. More fluid escaped me. I could hardly stand still, but knew I must. I wanted to thrust my hips. I wanted to jamb my pussy into his face. But I did as I was told. It took all of my strength to be still. I felt his tongue slide into my hole. In and out, his warm, wet tongue moved. Then his finger crept into my asshole. I knew it, too, was wet, welcoming. He was so...so...incredible. I felt my body begin to tingle, from the inside. Before I knew it I began to cum. My clit was swollen to it's maximum. I felt my pussy begin to convulse. I was on my tiptoes, knees bent. I couldn't restrain myself. I let loose my voice, yelling out in pleasure. Everything went silent as I drifted into my most intense orgasm ever. I saw nothing, I heard nothing, I felt everything. As I slowly came to, my body twitched ever so slightly. 

This stranger, so controlling, so delicious. He gently slid his finger out, kissed my lips softly, and for the last time, said, "Don't move." with a gentle voice. I was still leaning over the toilet, exhausted, breathing profusely. I heard him zip up his pants. Then I heard the stall door open, then close. I knew he was gone, but I didn't want to move, I didn't want it to end. I gave in to my weakened legs and knelt on the floor. Still with quickened breath, I smiled to myself. I didn't even care what his name was, and he never asked mine. I can only imagine the echo of my calls in the ladies room. How many people had heard? Did anyone see him leave? Would they know it was me when I walked out the door? Oh, yes, this was the finest lunch I had ever had. 



Fulfilled



'Are there any rules?' he asked half jokingly trying to lighten the mood.

'Yes one, you never draw blood.'

'What? You can't be serious,' he asked shocked.

'You can whip us but you never draw blood because we are also required to do the same kind of like an eye for an eye.'

'Has it ever happened before?'

'Yes, during the depression your great granddad tried to take out his frustrations on his slave and almost killed her. So he was also whipped and he never repeated it again.'

'I've never mistreated a woman and don't intend to start now.'

'We believe you,' they replied in unison. Then he noticed that Emily had joined her mum at his feet.

'So what do I do now,' he asked.

'Do you accept us as your slaves even though for the next few weeks we'll be your trainers?' she asked. He looked at both of then and saw the anticipation in their eyes how could he turn this offer down.

'I accept,' he replied.

'Then tomorrow we start your lessons,' Lori replied with a smile.

'Have you ever tried to pass off as each other, I mean you look a lot alike,' he asked curiously. They looked at each other and giggled.

'Yes we have and it's a lot of fun,' Emily replied with a laugh. That seemed to lighten the mood so they headed to the dining room to eat. 

He took that better than I expected Lori thought with a smile, I hope he doesn't let it go to his head.

'Don't worry Lori I'm sure you will keep me in check,' he reassured her with a smile. With that they sat down to eat, then something strange happened, the women didn't start eating right away and when he asked why they told him he had to give them permission. This was going to be interesting. After dinner they cleared the table and joined him in the living room. Again they sat on the floor at his feet and at this point he had to ask what the deal was.

'Why do you sit on the floor?'

'Because that's our way of showing humility to our master.'

'Where is your husband if you don't mind me asking?'

'I never had one.'

'So how did you…?'

'Invitro, when your parents died they had not selected a breeder for me so chose that option because I so wanted you to have someone when you came of age. Then we lost you, I felt like I was being punished for doing that but my mum was there to help me through that. She died a few years ago due to complications after a surgery you would have loved her.'

'I'm sorry to hear that.' At this point she was silently crying and Emily was consoling her. After composing herself she apologized for loosing it. 'So I'm guessing that I'll have to breed you?'

'Yes,' they both answered in unison, 'actually we are both virgins, well Emily here is, but I've never had sex with a man so you will be our first.'

'Slow down, I still have to get used to this whole slave this,' he said jokingly. They continued talking late into the night and he didn't even notice Emily had left them until she interrupted them.

'Your room is ready master.' This took him completely by surprise, and then he remembered that all this belonged to him. They led him upstairs and down a wide corridor with what looked like very expensive antiques and paintings. At the end of the hall was a huge pair of doors and when Emily opened them he almost fainted. The room was huge; he figured it was about the size of his current apartment but with better furniture.

The bed occupied the center and it looked like two king size beds nailed together and could accommodate up to six people comfortably. He walked to the huge sliding glass doors and stepped out into the balcony. The view was stunning, there was a pool, hot tub, a mini golf course and a half basket court in the back yard. The women came up to him and slid a hand under each arm.

Lori looked up at him and started talking although her lips didn't move, this is all yours master take care of it and us well and you will be the happiest man around. He didn't know how long they stood there but he didn't want it to end, but he had to wake up early because the next day he had to report to Larry and send him the last two weeks' report which usually took all day. This was one day he didn't look forward to but he had to account for his section.

He didn't have to say anything to them, so they stepped back into the room and started undressing him. They caressed him as they shed his clothes and by the time he was naked, he had a very painful hard-on. Without saying a word Lori dropped to her knees and took his nine inch cock in her mouth and proceeded to give him one hell off a blowjob. Emily not one to be left out dropped to her knees and started playing with his balls the sensation was amazing.

Before long he was blowing a huge load into her mouth and without missing a beat, she kept up the sucking and was able to take it all. Then she kissed Emily and shared it with her.

'Is master satisfied or does he want some more ministrations?' she asked in a polite voice.

'Are you kidding? One more like that and you will have to carry me to bed,' he replied after regaining his breath. The women both stood up and started taking their clothes off, he felt like jumping them there and then but was tired. 

'Where do you sleep?'

'On the floor next to your bed master.'

'I don't care if you're my slaves, no one sleeps on the floor this bed is large enough for all of us,' he said with a bit of anger. With that they took both his hands and led him to bed. He was able to study their beautiful bodies they even had shaved pussies which surprised him. They slid under the covers and snuggled up to him, their skins felt soft and the last thing he remembered was them kissing him on each cheek.

When he woke up the next morning, naturally he wasn't sure where he was at first, but when the women walked in he got an instant hard on and a smile.

'This will take some getting used to,' he said with a huge grin. They carried breakfast trays and as expected they placed one on his lap and the other was set on the floor. They looked up at him as if waiting for permission on something.

'What?'

'We can't eat until you do.' This was getting old. He decided to lay some new ground rules because the idea of someone watching him eat while they had food in front of them was ridiculous.

'Okay new rules. From now on you don't wait for me to tell you when to eat and you don't sleep on the floor. I'm sure more stuff will come up so expect some more new rules I'm still new at this so bear with me.' He then joined them on the floor, much to their surprise, and they had a healthy breakfast. He would have loved to fuck them but he was running late and he still had to take a shower. After a quick shower Emily drove him to work which was convenient as they worked in the same building, and during this time they didn't say much to each other because they didn't have to. He was starting to like this telepathic thing.

The day was hectic because Larry took the reports very seriously and if anything didn't add up someone had to answer for it. So you can imagine how good he felt when they got done, and he felt like celebrating. At that instant Emily walked in, this is sweet, he thought. She flashed him her incredible smile.

'Ready to get out of here master?' She asked.

'What do you have in mind?'

'Lori is taking us out to celebrate the family reunion. Oh, and tomorrow we are getting you a new car and not to worry the old one will be taken care of.' And with that it was settled, he was moving in to his new home and that night they were celebrating. Lori was waiting for them when they arrived and the first thing he noticed was boxes. He didn't know what was going on and before he could ask Emily told him that they had been to his apartment and packed his stuff.

'Before we continue why don't you show me my new home since last night things kind of progressed a bit too quickly.' So they gave him the grand tour and to say he was impressed would be an understatement. The rooms were decorated beautifully, the den had up to date electronics including wireless and high speed internet. Then they showed him the basement, it had every conceivable piece of gym equipment and last but not least the play room as they called it. He had heard about them but had yet to see one.

It had hooks and cuffs hanging from the ceiling, a huge bed with restraints attached to all four posts, a closet which contained all kinds of whips and paddles and ridding crops and a horse with a retractable dildo. Now he had seen it all, what did I get myself into? He thought. Emily walked up to him and took his hand in hers, you don't have to use this room if you're not comfortable with It master, she reassured him.

He turned to both of them and said, 'we need to set some more ground rules.' After a pause he continued, 'honesty, not that it will be a problem since we can all read each other's minds, what I mean is I don't want to have to read your mind to figure out what's bothering you. You will wear what I tell you to except for work, and no panties except during your period and no bras. As for punishments I'll handle that on a case by case basis. If you have a problem with how I run things say so immediately that way I won't have to punish you for nothing. I believe that's it for now unless anyone has something to add.'

They both silently shook their heads no then dropped to their knees. 'We are here to serve you master,' said Lori. 

'I understand you were planning to take us out tonight?' he asked looking at Lori. 

'Yes master.'

'Okay then get ready and I'll be up shortly to select your outfits.' After one last look around he closed the door and as he headed upstairs he thought of ways to use the room and decided to do some research on this type of lifestyle. When he got to his room, the girls were drawing the bath and had already stripped naked. Without a word Emily approached and started stripping him.

'I noticed your pussies are shaved, is this something you do often?' he asked curiously.

'Actually we underwent permanent hair removal so we don't have to bother with shaving,' replied Lori.

'Anything else I should know about?'

'I lactate,' answered Lori much to his surprise.

'But you're not pregnant.'

'Actually a woman can produce milk as long as there's stimulation,' she said while looking at Emily who was blushing at this point.

'You don't have to be ashamed; I'm assuming that Emily loves to suckle you? Who wouldn't you have great boobs.'

'I cum so hard sometimes I think she's going to kill me.' At this point the bath was ready and Emily led him to the tub which like everything else was huge. And as soon as he stepped in he could feel his muscles relax. The girls joined him, one in front and the other behind, and proceeded to wash him. This is the life, he thought, I really hope It's not a dream. They took their time and when they were done with him, he helped them wash each other and towel each other off.

The girls had moved their clothes to the room and what a selection it was. Fortunately for him Emily was a typical teen and her wardrobe included the latest fashion and since they were the same size, he decided they could both wear her clothes and made a mental note to get Lori a new wardrobe. He selected a black form fitting spaghetti strapped mini dress which had an open back for Lori and a low cut halter top with a pleated mini skirt for Emily. As for shoes he let them wear what they wanted.

'Tomorrow after we get my car we go shopping for a complete new wardrobe.' He figured he might as well buy some new suits. Lori had made reservations and were seated immediately they arrived. After dinner they went out for drinks and that's when he noticed that something had been bothering them.

'What's wrong?' he asked Emily.

'Well master since you've been with us you have yet to make love to us, is something wrong?' Emily asked.

'As a mater of fact, I'm still trying to get used to all this. Put yourself in my shoes how would you react to all this?'

'I see your point, so is there anything we can do to help you along?' instead of answering her he took her hand and led her to the dance floor. She was a good dancer and before long they were joined by Lori. For the rest of the night they enjoyed themselves and Kevin still had to come to terms with the fact that he was in the company of two very hot babes who had pledged to do anything for him.

To be continued…. 



Fulfilling a Fantasy



My wife called me last Friday. Nothing strange in that except for some of the questions she was asking. She asked the normal like what were my plans for the weekend and when would I be home and such, but she also asked things like what was my favorite color lingerie, and did I prefer oils or sex lubrications. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I knew she had something up her sleeve. I found out later that she did!

I had a long time fantasy for her to totally dominate me. Not just dominate but turn me into her bitch. She never said no, but I could tell she wasn’t really hip on the idea either. We had played around a bit. The usual, you know. I had tied her to the bed, “spanked” her with a leather paddle. We even have a little rubber whip, but that’s about as far as it went. I was shocked when she called back later telling me that she would be home in 20 minutes. I had better have the house clean, dishes done, and be naked and kneeling at the door with the paddle in my teeth when she got there. If I wasn’t in that position with the chores done, there was no telling WHEN she would ever have sex with me again. I was in trouble. I was about 10 minutes away form the house myself. Like a madman I sped home and swept through the house trying to tidy up as best I could. I hardly had time to realize that my darkest fantasy was about to become a reality! 

When I heard the lock in the door turn, I almost chickened out. We had only discussed general things, not details like how far she would take this or what I thought I could endure. She entered holding some bags from various stores and quickly closed the door behind her. I started to get up and welcome her, but that was not what she wanted. 

“I did NOT tell you to get up!” She snarled.

In shock I knelt back down. “Sorry”, I said.

She knelt down and looked me straight I the eye with a mixture of love and dominance that I can’t describe. “Until I say otherwise, you will address me as Mistress and you will not speak unless I speak to you. This is MY game and we will play by MY rules. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Mistress.” I heard myself say.

“Good,” she said. “Now take these bags into the bedroom, get I the shower and get cleaned up while I order something to eat. I started to peek in the bags, but she must have read my mind.

“If you even think about looking in those bags you will pay dearly!”

I knew she wasn’t kidding so I undressed and hopped in the shower. I had been in there about 5 minutes when I got the shock of ice cold water poured on me. I screamed out in surprise.

“That is for not answering me with a ‘Yes, Mistress’, earlier and for thinking about peeking in those bags. 

“Yes, Mistress”, I replied fearing another ice cold drenching.

“Be sure to shave…………and shave everything” she told me.

“Everything?” I asked.

I was answered by the shower curtain ripping back and a glare that told me she meant business and no more questions.

“Yes, Mistress.”

As I was toweling off I heard her in the bedroom, opening the bags she’d brought home. She was humming to herself like nothing different was going on.

“Come in here. I have some things for you to try on.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I was not going to make the mistake of not answering her again.

When I opened the door I couldn’t believe my eyes. There laid out on the bed were several nighties, teddies, and even a garter set in various shades of my favorite color, blue. There were also a few sex toys, a couple of whips, some leather restraints, a spreader bar. All things I had seen on various websites. She held a collar in her hand. 

“Once I put this collar on you, You are mine to do with as I please until I take it off. That may be tonight. It may be Sunday. It may be next week. Do you understand?”

A million thoughts raced through my mind. Did I really want this? What about work? I slowly nodded my head. I did want this, I wanted to please her and do anything for her. I knew she would not betray my trust in her. 

“I should reprimand you for not answering properly, but I will let this one go.” With that she snapped the collar around my neck and it was done. I was hers for as long as she wanted. 

“Pick out something to wear and put it on”, she said matter of factly. “The pizza will be here any minute.”

In shock I looked at the various silky garments. I could not believe I was about to do this…..or that I had asked for it! I finally decided on a powder blue pull over sort of nightie that barely covered my butt and slipped it on. The soft smooth material actually felt good against my skin. My wife reappeared holding something behind her back and wearing an almost evil grin. 

“That looks very nice. Bend over the bed face down. You might want to grab a pillow or something, because this is going to be somewhat uncomfortable.” 

With that last statement I realized what I was in for. She slid a small butt plug between the cheeks of my ass. It was well lubricated, but I was scared as hell! When she started to inch it into me I tensed up like I has been stung.

“It’s only a small plug. If you relax, this will be a lot easier. I want you to know what it feels like when you want me to do this!”

I relaxed and the plug slid in almost on its own like my ass was sucking it in! 

“Stand up,” she ordered.

It was difficult with the plug in my ass, but once I got use to it, not all that uncomfortable.

“You will wear this until I say you can take it out.” 

What did that mean? Was she going to leave it in all night? All weekend? How long? My thoughts were cut short by the doorbell ringing. Thankfully I was in the bedroom, so the delivery person couldn’t see me. Or so I thought.

“Joanna, get the door please!” 

Who the hell was Joanna? My wife came back into the room and looked at me sternly.

“Joanna! Get the door! The pizza is here!”

I looked at my wife utter disbelief. She wanted me to answer the door like this?! And she was going to call me Joanna now?! I looked into her unyielding eyes. She was serious.

“Yes, Mistress”

As I made my way down the hall I could feel the plug filling me up. It felt very strange. The girl delivering the pizza just stared when I opened the door. I blushed beet red and reached for the pizza and thanked her wanting this to end as quickly as possible. I’m sure they people back at the pizza place weren’t going to believe her…at least I hoped they wouldn’t.

I took the food into the kitchen and got down two plates. I suddenly realized how hungry I was and forgot how I was dressed, almost. I was about to take my first bite when my wife entered the kitchen.

“AHEM! Don’t you think the Mistress of the house should get first choice of the pieces?”

Again in disbelief I looked at her. She was wearing a dominatrix outfit and I mean to tell you she looked incredible! My wife is a real beauty anyway, 5’6”, brunette hair, beautiful brown eyes, and a body that won’t quit! Now here she was, barefoot in a black halter type thing, black stockings, and black short shorts. 

“Yes, Mistress.” I forgot all about the pizza girl, the clothes I was wearing and almost the plug in my ass. She was so stunning that I got hard immediately. 

She smiled, “We will put that to use later. Right now I am hungry.”

After eating she told me to clean up the kitchen and come to the bedroom when I was done. I thought of how much I loved her for doing this to and for me. She is a very special person. As instructed I went to the bedroom and she told me to bend over the edge of the bed again. Relieved that she was going to take out the plug I quickly assumed the position. She gently slid it out, but told me to remain in that position. She showed me the small plug that was in me and smiled. 

“See, it wasn’t that big. Not nearly as big as you are.” Then she pulled out another plug. “This is more your size!” 

With that she walked around behind me and started to push the larger plug in. I cried out. My ass was on fire! It burned and I don’t mean a good burn either, but my wife kept pushing steadily until my ass sucked this plug in just like the last one. As my hole closed around the new plug, it got more comfortable. 

“Now sit on the edge of the bed. If you are going to be treated like a bitch, you need to look like one, too!”

When I started to protest I got the nastiest glare I have ever seen. She was beginning to enjoy this! She gave me a manicure, and painted my nails a bright red. Then she pulled out her makeup bag and put all sorts of makeup on me, half of which I don’t even know the name!

“Go look in the mirror.”

“Yes Mistress.”

I looked silly, not at all like a woman. More like the big transvestite form the Rocky Horror Picture Show! 

When I was done marveling at haw ridiculous I looked, I turned to go back into the bedroom. There was my gorgeous wife with another shock for me. She had a long, thick, very life-like strap-on dildo dangling between her legs.

“I always wanted to know what this would feel like!” she said grabbing the dildo and stroking it like she’d done mine a thousand times. “It feels good! Feels powerful! Get over here and lay down on you stomach!”

I wasn’t sure I wanted any part of this and I hesitated.

“NOW BITCH!” 

That snapped me back to reality and I realized my otherwise very laid back wife was not kidding around any more. She was enjoying this authority and was not going to give it back to me until she was damn good and ready! 

I slowly walked over to the bed and lay down. No sooner had I gotten all the way on the bed than I felt the sting of the cold leather paddle against my ass. 

“I am not going to tell you again. When I speak to you, you WILL respond with ‘Yes, Mistress’ or you will regret it!”

“Yes Mistress!” I blurted out, not wanting another blow from the paddle. I got one anyway.

“That is for not responding correctly earlier.” SMACK! “That is for making noise when I pushed the plug into your ass! You’d better get use to it, because tonight you are mine and I intend to use you for a long time!” CRACK! “That is just because I can!” 

Each blow stung more than the last and I felt my ass cheeks start to turn red. With each smack, my butt clenched and I squeezed the plug in my asshole. Again I realized I was rock hard. 

“Roll onto your back and lay sideways across the bed!”

“Yes Mistress.” I did as I was told.

“You are going to learn to suck dick like a good little slut!”

“But Mistress……..”

My wife smacked the fake cock against my cheek, not hard but enough to let me know she wasn’t joking.

“Lick it, bitch.”

I started to lick around the dildo tentatively, but my wife grabbed the back of my head and lifted my mouth to it. 

“C’mon! Lick my cock like I lick yours!”

I started to lick around the head and the underside of her “cock”. I wasn’t that bad really. I heard a buzzing sound and noticed that a cord was coming from inside the strap-on harness. She had a vibrator in this thing! My wife started moving her hips forward and back, enjoying the sensations of the vibrator.

“Suck it,” she ordered with her eyes half open. “Suck my cock, Joanna.”

I put the tip in my mouth and kind of left it there. I swirled my tongue around it a couple of times before my wife started pushing it into my mouth further. 

“You can do better than that. Suck my cock. You know you want to. Suck it like the little slut you are.”

With that she started moving her hips faster, pushing her “cock” in and out faster while I tried to suck it.

Then she suddenly stopped and turned off the vibrator. 

“Get on your hands and knees on the floor, bitch!”

I quickly complied, not wanting her to use the paddle anymore.

“Now, suck my cock and make me come!”

She stuffed the dildo back into my mouth and turned the vibrator back on. She held the back of my head and started pumping in and out like she had a real cock and was face fucking me! She started going faster and faster. She had a vise grip on the back of my head. When she started cumming she rammed her cock into the back of my throat and screamed out in ecstasy. 

“Yes! Suck my cock! Suck it you fucking slut! I’m cumming!” She kept pumping her hips into my face until her orgasm subsided and she turned the vibrator off again.

Falling back against the bed she smiled down at me. 

“You did a good job, Joanna.” Now it’s your turn.”

I thought she was finally going to suck on me or let me fuck her, but I could not have been more wrong. 

“Turn around and lean over the bed.” 

I did as she asked and she slowly slid the plug out of my ass. I had grown quite use to it being there and almost missed the felling of having something back there. I didn’t have to wait long though, because my wife slid her cock between my asscheeks immediately. 

“Now you are going to know what it feels like to have a hard cock stuffed up you ass, little slut.”

She started pushing into me inch by inch and to my surprise there was almost no pain whatsoever. Just a delicious feeling of being filled up. Within moments I felt her thighs against the back of my legs. 

“There you go, slut. You have 7 inches of hard cock up your ass. How do you like it?” she whispered.

I couldn’t lie. “Oh god it feels better than I imagined”

“Well, little slut are you ready to get fucked good?”

“Oh yes”, I replied almost out of breath already.

My wife slowly pulled out of me almost all the way and slammed back into me with such force that it took what little breath I had away.

“ I am still the Mistress and you will address me as such. This is your last warning, bitch!” she hissed.

“Yes, Mistress!”

My wife started to move slowly in and out of me, letting me feel each incredible inch of her cock moving inside me. On every out stroke, my ass clenched to hold her in. On every in stroke, it opened to accept her willingly. I was lost in heaven. I never dreamed it would feel this good. All of a sudden she stopped moving. I tried to push my hips back against her, but she just backed away form me. 

“I want you to beg me for it.” She whispered.

“No, please Mistress. Don’t make me beg.”

“Beg for it or I will stop right now and go to sleep!”

“Please Mistress, no. I don’t want to beg!”

“You already are, you little slut! Beg me to fuck you. Tell me how you want me to fuck your ass with my big cock. Tell me!”

She had pulled out of me completely now.

“Please Mistress!”

“Please what, slut?”

“Please fuck me”

“I don’t know. You don’t sound to convincing……..” she teased me.

“Mistress, please. I need you to fuck me. I want your big cock in my ass. I need to cum with you fucking my ass!”

That did it. “Turn on your back,” she commanded. I did and she grabbed my legs and lifted them. She coated her cock and placed it at my ass and drove it is with one stroke.

“Oh god!” I screamed out. I no longer cared what was going on. I just needed her to fuck me till I came.

She switched her vibrator on and started humping into me harder and faster than before. She started shouting at me. 

“Take it you fucking slut! You like that? You like being fucked up the ass like a little bitch don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress! Please fuck me! Fuck me hard with your big cock!”

Her body started to shake and tremble. She was cumming and fucking me hard at the same time. She grabbed my cock and gave it about one stroke which sent me over the edge. I shot cum all over my chest, my face, my hair. I even got some in my mouth.

When we calmed down and quit breathing so heavy she leaned down and licked a streak of come off my face and licked her lips. 

“I love you”, I said.

“You still have the collar on. ‘I love you, Mistress’”, she corrected me. 



Fulfilling a Fantasy



(This is a true story...)

I had a torrid affair early on in my marriage. with a beautiful girl who was honestly out of my league. She had amazing lips and perfect breasts (only Yulia Nova could top hers). She was unhappily married. I made her laugh – I think that caught her off guard. We fucked whenever we could for the better part of a year - usually in a semi-deserted mall parking lot. 

Eventually she returned to her marriage. I was sad knowing I'd never do as well as her again, though lord knows I tried. I was left with memories of her perfect form...and the lingering fantasy she had of me being with another guy. 

After several disappointing women, I met Jim online. He was married, about 10 years older. He was very cool, listened to me bitch about women, and gradually earned my trust. He wasn't the typical desperate curious guy who cared only about my stats. We shared the frustrations of married life and our fantasies – I told of him my the fantasy of being with another man. He also told me of a fantasy he had – aggressively taking a younger man. I told him I never knew if I could actually do it. He very graphically told me about wanting to control a younger man, strip off his clothes, and force himself anally on a tight, younger ass. 

The idea appealed to me, but I was concerned about having a cock inside of me. Jim assured me he was only about 5" fully erect, so that seemed like a perfect fit. He also didn't want to do anything to please me, which was fine with me. With women, I was always the dominant one, the aggressor. For some reason, the idea of pleasing a man, of taking the more submissive "female" role turned me on.

Jim never overtly asked me, but after a year of hinting and flirting, I decided it would be a turn on for me to give him the fantasy he wanted. We exchanged photos. He was an normal looking guy, attractive, masculine. He arranged to meet me at a decent hotel during lunch hour in the middle of the week, where neither of our wives would be any wiser.

The day of our meet arrived. I shaved my ass smooth. I have an athletic body – it turned me on knowing it was soon to be used by an older, horny married guy. I arrived, more nervous then I'd ever been before. I nearly bailed several times on the way there. We met in the back of the parking lot and he showed me up to the room. We chatted mindlessly for a few minutes and then he invited me to the bedroom.

Once inside, he pulled me to the floor. His gentle, unassuming personality suddenly transformed. I guess I should have been flattered – he obviously liked what he saw, but I now had my hands full. He told me to take out his cock. I was so nervous, I could hardly feel my mouth. I unzipped him – he wasn't lying. His cock was small and thin, but hard as steel. He forced my head down. Tentatively, I licked his shaft and he spewed profanities. I heard him gasp as my lips wrapped around the head of his cock, my tongue swirling around. 

He grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. He tried to kiss me, but I turned my head – I wasn't willing to go there. I think this just turned him on even more. He threw me onto the bed face down, and climbed onto my back. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he ground his hard cock into my ass crack. I began to get really turned on at this point, and swiveled my hips around. He slowly leaned back and peeled my underwear down. He bent me over and slowly applied lube to my ass. Then he thrust his cock right at my hole, and pulling back on my hips, forced his head inside me. 

I very nearly passed out from the pain. I don't know if he noticed or not, but he started humping me hard. I was trying to push him off, but by now there was no stopping him. Soon, the pain died down. I would call it pleasurable, but it was turning me on knowing how much he was getting off on fucking my virgin, ,straight ass. I could tell he was getting close to cumming - I could feel his body tense, and his strokes slowed down to a steady rhythm. We had agreed ahead of time he would pull out, but he was far too gone from lust. He came inside my ass, bareback. 

I was simultaneously humiliated, shocked, numb and turned on. We dressed and he walked me down to my car. He was very concerned – I was walking with a fair amount of pain and he had been pretty rough on me. I assured him I would be OK and left. We met once more before he moved away... 



Fulfilling a Fantasy



The bar was busy and I was extremely nervous but Paul (my husband) standing a little down from me gave a gesture that I needed to head to the dance floor. Thinking back I'd never, in my entire life, been alone (well Paul was pretending not to be with me so it was practically the same) in a club or bar before. Sure I'd waited nervously for friends to arrive once or twice but this was different.

I took another slug of the wine, finishing the glass, then took tentative steps towards the dance floor. I felt very exposed partly because I didn't have a crowd to hide within and secondly the dress I wore was rather short.

Now I know I'm not glamorous in the way some women are, I'm a little gauche and I guess at times look it, nor would anyone call me a stunner. I do keep my figure trim so with the current dress I was getting a few looks especially as it was barely mid-thigh so most of my stocking covered legs were on display.

God, I'd virtually never worn anything as short as this! Sloppy jeans were more my thing and tight leggings were about as sexy as I got and then only worn with a long top! Now I approached the dance floor showing an awful lot of leg under my figure hugging powder-blue dress with matching killer heels.

At least I was fairly used to heels; being only five one meant I wore them more often than not, although not ones quite so high nor so dressy. But now here I was stepping onto the quiet dance floor attracting attention that I was certainly not used to. A glass of Pinot had followed the larger one I'd guzzled at home before we'd ventured out giving me a slight buzz and taking the edge off, thank goodness.

I began to dance, self-consciously at first then, although I was far from relaxed, I began to move with less concern and soon I was flowing to the music. No one came near me throughout the three tracks I remained on the floor before I retreated to the bar for some more courage. I spotted Paul, who had moved to stand viewing the dancing and he gave me a look and a shake of the head indicating he didn't think I should have left so soon.

I waited to be served then stood sipping my drink watching the world go by alone. I was really not comfortable with this at all and felt like leaving but I decided I'd give it another shot. We'd agreed this after months of discussion and Paul's prompting, besides the dress and shoes were, as my husband had put it, an expensive investment which he wanted to see reap rewards. I downed the wine and once again headed for the floor.

I was a little tipsy which is why after three more tracks I held my nerve and that was when I got my first hit. The guy danced closer then opened with some banal comment that I found impossible not to be cutting about. He looked embarrassed then drifted away. So much for that!

Another guy tried his luck after the next track but he was one of those annoyingly cocky guys who frankly had nothing about him except a few smart remarks and a bad line of pseudo-American slang. He lasted until I excused myself to the bar. It was as I stood waiting to be served again number three hit on me.

"Looks like you need a drink!" He stated as he waited for his own to arrive. I gave a weak smile and he said 'sorry.'

"What for?" I asked.

"I was just being light. You're with someone so I won't bother you."

"Err... No, no I'm not... I was just..." I gave him another smile, better this time. Paul was around somewhere but as he'd reaffirmed a dozen times before this evening; tonight I was alone... and single.

"Oh! Would you like one... a drink? While I'm being served?" He gave a warm smile again and I realised that if it was going to happen then this guy might be ok.

"Sure... err yes thanks! White wine please, Pinot." Christ this was it! Well it was the first step anyway. I glanced about me looking for Paul but didn't see him then turned my attention to the man ahead of me.

He was my sort of age; mid or early twenties possibly just a little younger, probably five ten, nice face great smile and now from behind had a decent profile. I couldn't see yet if he was fat or thin, not with the press of bodies around, but he certainly wasn't huge.

My drink arrived and after he passed it over he pushed himself away from the bar clutching three pints of beer. He made a move with his head indicating he was heading towards the same area Paul had been previously and I followed.

He was carrying a few pounds I realised but nothing excessive and his glance at me was warm and easy. I felt safer. His friends took their beers then turned to me and it began: Kevin, the man who'd supplied the wine was first off the blocks but it was clear his mates considered me fair game and I must admit I enjoyed how they verbally fought over me.

William (Will) was the one with the smoothest lines and quick banter but he wasn't my type at all while Kevin was fun and relaxed but a little too alternative, which left Craig. He was actually rather quiet, compared to his friends but I liked his bright eyes and sharp comments, when they came. He seemed to accept he was not a contender but I hoped he might be.

Frankly the whole situation was crazy. I was married, for two years now, with a husband who I adored but here I was standing with three men fighting over me (well fighting might be a bit excessive) as he stood only a few paces away watching. What's more he wanted me to go all the way, dance kiss and, if I kept my nerve at the end of the evening, sleep with someone.

We'd discussed this often enough over the past months. The usual fantasies in bed only he'd pushed and pushed until we were openly discussing it. I was a little hurt that he wanted me to be with someone else especially as I repeatedly told him I didn't. Time and attrition wore me down so eventually were discussing the possibilities openly and from there it went from if to when.

A month previously we'd finally agreed it would happen. I'd got used to the idea and after so many nights of pillow talk no longer felt it so strange. Then it had been like a military operation to Paul; where, when, what to wear, what say, how to act and even what to do! He discussed where it should take place (our house, he was adamant about that for some perverse reason), what I should engage in; oral was a must for him and he also didn't want me to use condoms unless the guy insisted.

We'd argued about that but eventually I'd agreed that only if I had doubts about the guy would I insist although of course he might want to himself anyway. Then we'd gone out and bought the dress and shoes which I again found a little unnerving but of course erotic as well. Paul had also insisted I wear a body stocking under it rather than underwear which was both very sex and unsettling but I agreed. The hold-ups were also his idea being shimmery and therefore even more of an advert than I'd anticipated.

Now it was happening and I was struggling to cope with my emotions. I mean what was I to make of it? Paul was driving this and now that I'd acquiesced I was closing in on stranger sex. I thought of our bedroom; prepared for the event with new linen, moody lighting and even a bottle of lubricant in the draw by the bed!

Will was the first to make his move but when I agreed to go to the dance floor I suggested we all go. There were looks and Craig offered to keep an eye on the drinks so Kevin joined us. I glanced in Paul's direction to see him grinning at me; he liked the way it was going.

It helped having Kevin with us on the dance floor as it to keep Will off me but after ten minutes it was clear he was by far the better mover and Kevin cut his losses and went back for a drink.

I didn't want to blow Will off immediately because I might give the wrong signal to Kevin but after another few minutes and before he'd got fully into his stride I cut and went back for a drink. Will drifted back with me a little put out but it meant it was easier to drag Craig to the floor although Kevin felt emboldened to join us again.

We danced face to face until finally he understood that he was actually the one I liked most (Kevin would do, I thought, if he wasn't interested) so he tried harder. The problem was Kevin and Will were still vying for my attention and not being sufficiently bold to show everyone I'd chosen Craig it meant the scene meandered on for another forty minutes.

In the end Paul collared me as I went to the toilet and asked me if I was intending to sleep with all of them! I looked horrified but his face told me he actually seemed to like the idea, which was revolting! I gave him a curt reply then ignored him completely after I came out and decided to take action.

He'd strengthened my resolve and upon my return I pointedly dragged Craig to the floor where I danced close and he really got the message. He touched me for the first time, just a gentle hold of the arms as we danced alone and then when a slightly slower track began I held his waist and he mine.

I was aroused as well as petrified as we closed together and he kissed me. His tongue exploring my mouth gently until we parted and I realised I had a big grin on my face. It was erotic, as I knew Paul was watching, plus the guy was nice, sweet even and with luck would make this night as special as Paul and I wanted.

Thankfully he was now confident in my willingness and we kissed some more then retreated to finish our drinks, this was it! Will and Kevin melted away, once we kissed in front of them, off dancing and that was when I nervously offered Craig the chance to leave with me.

Outside the cold air hit me and I recognised just how drunk I was which actually helped when we took a taxi back to my house. I was kissing this man and whispering about him staying a while (he knew what that meant) and doing so in a way I scarcely would have believed of myself, even as we left for the club that evening.

Now there was the matter of Paul and our marriage; the guy didn't know if I was married, single or divorced so once inside our front door I had to let him know: Paul had given me the story; I was married, husband was away, still upset over his (Paul's) affairs (fictitious) and had finally had enough of spending my Friday nights alone.

Craig swallowed it happily so he was not only guilt free he actually wanted it to be special for me as well. He, I found out, was single but admitted he had a girlfriend albeit rather a casual relationship which he claimed wasn't going anywhere.

We went to my bedroom where we kissed and I let him slowly remove my clothes. The dress fell and he stood back to admire me in the body stocking and hold-ups. God I felt sexy my trimmed pubic region and breasts showing clearly through the transparent material plus I was still in matching stocking and five inch heels. I was ready, nervous but ready and when we kissed again I pulled him close. He was also highly aroused so between us we ripped away his clothing until he stood in his boxers and socks only.

The only ridiculous element to this was the bedroom door, which he'd pushed closed when we'd entered but of course it needed to be open for Paul. I made some excuse and dived to the toilet (actually I did have a pee but could happily have gone without) then flew at Craig, once back in the bedroom, when he made a move to close it once more. I managed to drive him back to the bed where he eyed the open door yet again. Ok I had to take positive action here as it was clear the open door made him feel uneasy. I went for his boxers and pulled out his manhood then keeping a firm hold shuffled him so he was at the end of the bed then pushed him so he sat.

The moment of truth was upon me. I took a breath then deciding not to hold back I pushed my lips over his cock and sucked him into my mouth. I felt him shudder and as I cupped his balls (larger than Paul's) he twitched. He was already breathing fast which told a tale that despite our only just beginning he wouldn't last anytime at all.

I pulled back and gave him a grin then ripped his socks off (I hate it when Paul wears them while making love) tossing them theatrically over his head. I wasn't sure what to do next. I wanted sex but the guy was going to climax in seconds if we tried, yet oral sex wasn't going to be any better.

I had agreed with Paul to 'give head' as he put, it for quite a while; he said it would be very erotic to see me doing it and that I would also enjoy the thought of him watching (plus I'd been told to diddle myself as I did it). Of course I was still expected to engage in sex after this and that was the problem. Could I blow the guy and allow him to climax in my mouth? Would I be able to swallow? Did I want to? And what then? He might not get it up again to give me pleasure or might simply scarper as soon as it was over. Ok Paul was on hand but we might have to wait for thirty minutes for a taxi, how frustrating might that be!

I looked up at Craig but he had his eyes closed face in a scowl clearly concentrating on not ejaculating (his cock was twitching constantly) and I decided sex was not going to be worth anything with him like this. I sucked him back in and remembering Paul was watching I wiggled a finger between the poppers at the gusset of my body-stocking and began to push inside my now very moist love-lips. Craig gave a groan and tried to push my head away so I stopped and looked at him.

"It's ok." I confirmed then pushed back down on him and within seconds he let go with another moan. My mouth filled with his fluid and I gulped quickly. It tasted ok and thankfully it wasn't too difficult to swallow I even gave his cock a beat or two to empty him then cleaned his manhood until I could sense it was getting too much for him.

I sat back withdrawing my own wet fingers (two had found their way inside my womanhood) looking at the man looking sated on my bed. I hoped he wasn't done; I was into this and needed sex badly. Of course if Paul strode in now and took me instead I'd be happy but the dark part of me wanted to have sex with this stranger in front of Paul. I glanced at the door and knew immediately Paul was there. There was a hint of darkness by the hinged edge which appeared to be moving slightly and it was much further ajar than before. Right here goes.

I picked up the glass of water in the far side of the bed (placed there by Paul before we went out for this very reason) and with Craig watching took big mouthfuls before lying on the bed. My new lover moved up the covers to join me eye to eye and we kissed then he began to explore my body.

I was sensitive and jumped slightly at his touch then as his hands moved about me I lay on my back parting my legs a little so he could gain access. He pushed the material to one side but I whispered that it had poppers so he felt about then they came undone and the material sprang away leaving me open to his touch.

We kissed as his wonderful fingers moved over me then inside me. I let out my own cry as he began to bring me to a swift climax. Up until that moment I was basking in the thrill of the chase but now it was the event itself and I went for his cock pleased that he was already inflating. I climaxed bucking as he gave me an orgasm which didn't sate my hunger but rather inflamed it because I glanced over and saw Paul watching us. Christ he was taking pictures.

I pumped Craig as he grew then shuffled to the centre of the bed before making it clear I wanted him to put it within me. He slid home with ease as my slick sex welcomed him inside. I kissed then as he pushed his head down, kissing my neck and shoulders I watched Paul step into the room the video camera still in hand. He mouthed something which I didn't understand until he repeated it again and I realised he was urging me to talk. It was another thing we'd discussed, and after Paul's badgering, had agreed that I would urge the guy on by saying sexy, nasty things. I was really excited now so it was easier than I'd thought:

"Mmm... that's it. Take me. Oh! I love this, love your big cock." I rubbed the guys back as Paul moved so he was actually at the end of the bed a few paces from the rear of the man that was moving up and down over his wife's spread legs, his cock inside my up until then; only-with-him pussy.

"Yes!" I added as Paul silently gestured for me to step it up. "Take me, please take me I'm yours. Go on really fuck me!" He responded by getting more aggressive.

"God yes!" he replied. I kept my hand on the back of his neck making sure he remained facing the pillow or my face however one glance back would have been enough not that he did.

"That's it. I love it, fuck me! God you feel so good!" I was getting close already and I knew he was as well. We got faster and faster and with a groan the man climaxed causing me to reach my own: We bucked together then he grew still and I held him really close as I shuddered gently with aftershocks. That had been the best fun ever.

I watched Paul creep to the door and leave as Craig lay cradled against me. We lay together for several minutes then as my sweat began to cool and I started to feel cold I suggested he order a taxi which he did using his mobile. Thankfully it arrived quickly, soon after he'd dressed, then as I showed him out he gave me his number just in case I wanted to see him again.

Paul was on hand at once and despite feeling a little cheap and nasty at that moment we were having sex within minutes all guilt set aside. He came quickly in my soiled sex then insisted I sucked him for five minutes before we went at it again, Paul going on and on and on at just how sexy I'd been acting all evening. We had sex again this time me being very vocal about how the man had made me feel so slutty and hot and how much I'd enjoyed having a stranger cum in me. In the end despite the climaxes I'd already had I hit a massive orgasm just before Paul unloaded again in me.

We clung together for ages after that both satisfied and both unwilling to let this end. Of course eventually we had to part and climb under the covers me still wearing my hold ups and body stocking which is how I awoke the next day causing Paul to get hard in an instant and not surprisingly we were at it again immediately.

That morning we had sex twice then, finally I removed the clothes and showered at last washing away the signs of my wanton evening. We made love again that night whispering about the event as we did many times after.

There was only one further time after that when Paul urged me to dance and flirt at a club a few weeks later but I noticed a friend from work there and that got me a little upset. She had spotted me dancing (in a short dress) and I suspect she could see I was sending signals to the men about me, so to cover myself I dragged Paul onto the floor and we danced close until we went to the bar had a drink and unnerved we left.

She collared me the next Monday and asked pointedly if I'd had fun at the club so I told her Paul and I had. She realised then that while I was obviously being a bit flirty, the man she'd seen me leave with was my husband which I suspect disappointed her more than a little. Still it was a warning and a timely one because once only, while naughty was just a hot experience whereas twice or in all probability more than that, the way we were going, was getting dangerously like a lifestyle, leading who knew where.

So it was the only event of its kind I've indulged in and I don't feel inclined to risk anything like that again, indeed we are very happy for it to be a one time thing.



Fulfilling a Fantasy



Sex with a man. It's a fantasy some straight guys have but few act on it. For quite a while I have thought about going through with it. I didn't really have a fantasy guy picked out, except for one aspect... his cock. My fantasy guy had a big cock. I figured if I was going to go through with the fantasy I would go big or go home. I would talk to guys online and it would get me hot, but as soon as I blew my load that desire to try it out for real slipped away. Heather and I had talked about these fantasies at length; the idea of me hooking up with another guy was as big of a turn-on to her as her being with another woman was for me. Sometimes we would bring ass play into the bedroom and I went as far as buying a strapon for her to wear. Still, nothing happened beyond talking. I had pretty much concluded that it was always going to remain a fantasy, one not to be acted upon. 

All that changed last week. Last week I decided to finally fulfill the fantasy. I'm catching up to 30 and if I'm going to experiment I better get moving on it. So, I started as I had so many other times by chatting with guys online. There were a couple of guys that I had talked to on multiple occasions so that's where I started. 

Jake was one guy that I kept getting drawn back to over the years. He was always willing to talk to me about my fantasies and encouraged me to go through with them when I was comfortable. We just seemed to click. Plus the pictures he had on his profile were quite nice. I don't really have standards of judging a man's attractiveness, but he was pretty good looking. And his cock? Big. A solid 8 inches long and almost 2 inches across. Like I said, my fantasy was for a guy that was hung and Jake certainly filled the bill. One thing that really reassured me about him was a few of the comments on his profile. All signs pointed to this being the guy that I was going to lose my anal virginity to.

Allright, enough background. That isn't why you are here. Last night Jake and I made plans to meet up at his place. I was nervous as all hell as the clock ticked down to the time I had to leave. A quick shower to freshen up didn't decrease that nervousness at all. If anything, it made me more nervous. So I hopped in my car and headed up to his place. 

I think I was shaking a little bit as I walked up the stairs to his apartment. He opened the door as I approached and we shook hands. How often do you start off a hookup with a shaking of hands and introductions? It was slightly awkward, but I don't quite know how it couldn't be. He offered me a beer and we headed into his living room to get to know each other in person a little. We had some small talk about our interests and such before we moved the conversation in a sexual direction. Like when we were chatting online Jake has a way of making you feel comfortable. 

After we finished our drinks it was time to make things happen. I hesitated a moment, so Jake made the first move for me. Jake leaned over towards me a moved in for a kiss. Kissing another man wasn't really part of my fantasy, I mostly thought about the cock. Making out for Jake was very aggressive. The roll reversal of it all was strange since I'm usually the one that is more dominant. He had some stubble on his face which was a bit scratchy, not exactly the smooth skin I'm used to making out with. 

He stood up, unbuttoned his shorts, and let them slide down his legs and stood directly in front of me. His tight boxer-briefs outlined the length of his semi hard cock perfectly. It was now or never, so I reached up and pulled his briefs down his legs and freed his cock. Still sitting on the couch, his cock was at eye level to me. It looked just like the pictures I had seen. Long and thick, with a well defined head. I reached up and put my hand around it, slowly stroking it back and forth. This must be how a teenage girl feels the first time she pulls out her boyfriends cock. 

I kept stroking it slowly as I took in the sight of a now very erect cock in front of me. I saw a small amount of precum starting to leak out of the tip and did what came naturally; I leaned in and licked it up. I kept licking around the head before finally taking it into my mouth. Jake moaned as I started to suck on his cock. I started bobbing my head up and down on his shaft, taking a little more with each push. I had gotten most of the way down when my gag reflex started to kick in. I tried to push past it but it wasn't really working out so well. 

Jake started to take more charge here, and started to force my mouth further down his cock. I could feel his cock as it pushed into my throat a bit and immediately set off my gag reflex. Jake kept repeating this, holding my head down until I couldn't take it anymore. I don't know how many times I had done this to Heather in the past, but she seemed to like it. Me, not so much. 

Jake stepped back from me, looked down, and told me to get naked since he already was. He must have taken his shirt off sometime when I was sucking his cock and I didn't notice it. So I did as I was told. As I stood there Jake knelt down and took my cock into his mouth. He got me nice and hard and then put a ball stretcher on me. Not sure what the point of it is but whatever. He has a bit of a nipple fetish and brought my head up to suck on his. He really enjoyed it, but it didn't really do anything for me. Plus he had a somewhat hairy chest which didn't help any. 

Jake had me lay down on the ottoman in front of the couch with my head hanging off the back of it. He crouched by my head and lowered his cock into my mouth for me to suck on. He only let me go at my own pace for a few minutes before he began thrusting. He started slowly at first, pushing in until I started to gag before pulling back. Each thrust was held a bit longer than the previous time. Before I knew it he was face-fucking me, his balls slapping against my nose with each push. Each time he bottomed out I gagged. 

Eventually Jake moved a little higher up and told me to suck on his balls. I stuck my tongue out and licked his sack gently before bringing one of his balls into my mouth. I gently sucked on one ball and then the other, switching back and forth. I ran my tongue around each one as I sucked on it. He moved up again and said he wanted me to lick his ass. I dove right in and started to tease his ass with my tongue. I heard him say he was surprised at how good I was. I told him I used to do it to Heather all the time. He grunted happily and ground his ass onto my face again. I kept rimming his ass, going deeper with each push of my tongue. 

With his cock still hard as a rock, Jake came around to the other side of the ottoman and lifted my legs up on his shoulders. He moved his head down and asked if I had ever been rimmed before. I told him that I hadn't. His responded by saying then enjoy it and he leaned his head down and sucked each of my balls into his mouth before moving lower. Again I felt his stubble rubbing against me, this time it was my taint and hole. Like everything he had done tonight, he dove in and started licking my asshole aggressively. It felt really good having his tongue working the sensitive nerves at the entrance to my hole. I wish Heather had done this to me as I'm sure I would like it better without the scratchiness of a beard.

Jake stood upright and asked if I was ready to get my ass fucked. I was. It was finally going to happen. I got on my hands and knees on the ottoman with my ass up in the air. He told me that he was going to loosen me up with a couple toys. First I felt a medium sized butt plug being slid up my ass. I've played with toys enough times that I was able to take it with ease. He came around the front of me and put his cock to my lips while he reached back and worked the plug in and out of my ass. He switched it out and grabbed a bigger butt plug and worked that one in. This one was tougher to get in and stung a bit as the biggest part slid past my sphincter. Once it was in place Jake just let me get used to it. He slowly worked the plug around my hole, stretching it out and relaxing the muscles. 

When I said I was ready Jake put his cock to my lips again to get another taste. I hungrily licked and sucked his hard cock. I took it as deep as I could without gagging getting it nice and wet. When I pulled my head back I picked up my camera and got a shot of his hard cock knowing in a minute it was going to be deep in my ass. He had put on a cock ring and his cock was even harder than before. His veins bulged and pulsed with his heartbeat. He moved behind me and told me to reach back and spread my ass cheeks apart. When I did I felt him lay his cock on my ass crack and saw the flash of the camera. He showed me the picture, and there was his big hard cock against my white ass. It looked so big compared to my hole but I couldn't wait to get it inside me.

Jake lubed his cock up and lined the tip up with my waiting hole. Slowly he pushed forward, letting the head pop past my resistance. It felt so hot sliding into my ass. Feeling little resistance Jake kept pushing his cock deeper into my ass until he bottomed out. His cock felt so much better in my ass than any of the toys I had tried. It was warm and slightly softer than them. And it pulsed inside my ass rhythmically. 

Jake realized that I wasn't having any trouble taking his size so he sped up his fucking. He varied his speed from hard fucking to a slow deep rhythm. Feeling his hard cock filling my ass was better than I expected it would be. Jake started to spank my ass a little, telling me how good I was doing taking his cock. He couldn't believe that this was my first time taking a real cock. I couldn't believe it either. I knew that I could take a larger cock from the toys I've used, but I didn't think I could take the real thing so easily. I wanted as much of his cock in me as I could get. I kept pushing back against him when he would pull back. 

Jake said he was getting close to cumming and asked me where I wanted it. I knew there was one thing left that I wanted to try with a man for the first time, so I told him I wanted his cum in my mouth. He pounded my ass harder, slapping his hips against my butt cheeks before he abruptly pulled out and moved around in front of me. 

I took his cock into my mouth without even thinking that it had just been buried deep in my ass. I sucked on the head has he stroked his shaft and in a few seconds he was grunting as my mouth was flooded with his cum. It didn't taste as bad as I was expecting, I don't know what women always complain about. I swallowed of course. 

And that was the end. Jake and I talked for a little while after we finished as we both cooled down. Did I enjoy it? Yeah I did. Would I do it again? Probably. It was good to try it out, now I don't have to wonder about what it would be like anymore.



Fulfilling a Fantasy



The idea first came to me when I saw it happening in a film. The main character had sex with a bunch of guys while she was blindfolded and tied up and I was so turned on by just the thought of it, of being able to feel, hear and sense, but not see, that I promised myself I would give it a try. I'd done some light bondage before but never tried the blindfold. 

So the next day I rang Adrian at the swingers club where I'd been twice with Neil, and told him about my fantasy. He said he would happily try and make it happen and that he was sure that the guys and the girls would all be up for it. We arranged that I would do try and do it at the party on the following Sunday night.

When it came to Sunday evening, I took a long relaxing bath, shaved my legs, under my arms and my pussy, got dressed and headed for the club. I had already arranged to get there a while before everyone else arrived so that I could get blindfolded and wouldn't see anyone until I decided that I wanted to. My intention was to only take the blindfold off when I needed to go to the toilet or take a shower. 

When I arrived, Adrian welcomed me with a peck on the cheek, took my coat and poured me a glass of wine. I sat at the bar, sipped my drink and explained what I wanted to do and he told me what he would be doing to try and get the guys (and the girls) involved with my fantasy. He said that when I was ready I could just go and get settled and ready in one of the upstairs rooms and then I could just lie there and wait for company.

About five minutes later, the doorbell went and the first couple arrived. I decided that I would chat with them and tell them what I was wanting and I was happy to see them as I knew that even if they did then join in later, I wouldn't necessarily know it was them. They were really friendly and were regular swingers and the guy was quite good looking. I told them about what I was hoping would happen and asked them if they'd be happy to be the first to play with me just to get me warmed up. 

They were both happy to oblige, so the three of us made our way upstairs to the room that was by the bathroom at the back of the house on the second floor. It had the biggest bed and mirrors all around. We all sat on the bed and the couple started to make out and soon they were both stripped and playing with each other. I was already getting really turned on by this so I went into the bathroom, stripped off and then rejoined them in the room, wearing just a robe. By this point, the guy was standing with his partner sat on the bed and she was sucking on his cock.

"Do you mind if I join in now?" I said.

"Feel free," they said in unison.

I didn't need asking twice, so I started to kiss his chest and then started to suck his cock too. We took it in turns to suck and lick him. Up and down the shaft and across the head -- his partner sucked on his balls too.

He was groaning with pleasure and his hands started roaming over my body. 

"OK, I'm gonna do this," I said. I reached for my bag and pulled out the blindfold that I had brought especially for this night.

I lay down on my back and fastened the blindfold behind my head. 

"Would you mind licking me out?" I said.

"Of course not," came the eager voice. 

The next thing I knew, I was being pleasured by a woman I'd only just met! It was an amazing sensation, she was so gentle and I could feel every little stroke of her tongue. Then I felt a hand on my breasts and then lips on my nipples which were already erect. The guy had obviously decided to join in as I could feel his light stubble on my skin. 

I felt myself getting more and more turned on and soon I could sense some movement between the couple. Then I felt it -- touching my pussy. It made me shiver with excitement and I stretched my arm down below and helped to guide him inside me. He slipped in easily.

He wasn't huge but I could feel him inside me all the same -- he started to thrust slowly and asked me if it was good. I groaned my approval and he carried on. Slowly he began to speed up his and then I felt lips on my nipples again. Soft lips this time, no stubble. 

Then I heard some other voices. I shivered with the sheer anticipation. I felt someone stand near me. They took my other hand and soon I was holding a cock. It was rock hard and very large. I started to stroke it and play with it as the guy of the couple carried on fucking me faster and faster. Soon after that, I felt him come and then withdraw but as soon as he had got off me, I felt a moment of discomfort but then immense pleasure as another cock, a much bigger one, thrust into my now dripping wet pussy. I felt it really stretch me as it made its way deep into me. Meanwhile I kept playing with the cock that was by my head.

"Can you suck me?" said the voice belonging to the cock after a few minutes.

"Sure," I said. I guided him into my mouth and started to suck him. He was big and I could only manage about a half of his length. He had no condom on and soon I could taste his pre-cum and then soon after that he said "I'm gonna cum" so I went back to wanking him again and soon he came across my face and in my hair. 

While this was happening I was still being pounded by my second cock of the night. I was close to climaxing for the first time and could feel myself tensing. Then it came, a gushing orgasm. Not knowing who had given me such pleasure was an amazing turn on. Then I felt soft lips on mine (I guessed it must've been the woman from the couple but for all I knew it could've been a random female) and then felt a powerful and intense thrust from the guy who was fucking me. I heard him groan with pleasure as he came inside me.

Then I felt him slowly take out his huge cock and felt what seemed like another one go straight in! But then I realised it wasn't a cock but 3 fingers together. I knew this because of the ease with which it was moving around inside me -- then another sensation -- someone had started licking me and was now slowly moving their tongue over my clit while the fingers were roaming around inside me at quite a pace. Soon I felt the fingers hit my G-Spot and I moaned my appreciation at which point the fingers started to rub it furiously. Within seconds I felt my body shake as I relaxed and let out a mighty yell of pleasure.

The tongue and the fingers kept going together and soon I was on the brink of yet another orgasm. At this point I felt the urge for some more cock so I asked if anyone wanted to take me from behind and soon I was on my knees on the edge of the bed being fucked doggy style by what felt like another gigantic cock. Soon, I was coming again and the guy continued to fuck me for about three more minutes before he blew his load.

By this point, I was knackered, sweaty and needing the loo so I asked if everyone except the couple could leave the room. I took of my blindfold and made my way to the bathroom where I took a shower and had a wee. My pussy was already red raw and I still had 3 hours of the party left. I aint gonna be able to ever walk again after this, I joked to myself.

After showering, I went back into the room and dried myself off -- the couple were fucking again but this time I left them to it for a while. I sat on the comfy chair in the corner and watched them for about twenty minutes until they had finished.

"Do you want to try playing with her now?" asked the guy.

"OK, if you don't mind?" I said -- "I've not had much experience but I'll definitely give it a go!"

So the guy lay down on one side of the bed and his partner lay on the other and I dropped my towel and climbed on the bed in between them. 

I started to kiss her lips and then her neck and started to touch her breasts gently with my hand. Then I decided to really go for it and I helped her spread her legs open, put my head between them and started to lick her pussy that was still soaking from her first fuck. She tasted real good, really good. Soon I was lapping her up and licking her clit as if it was the top of a Mr Whippy! She seemed to be enjoying this as she was moaning after the first few minutes. And her moans began to get louder and louder. As I continued to lick her, her husband started to suck on her nipples -- she really started to groan when he did this -- he clearly knew what really turned her on. Then he started to finger her really quickly with two fingers while I rubbed her clit furiously. 

Soon she was panting and groaning "Oh god yeah, fuck yeah, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" she yelled.

And then she did! She came all over the bed. I was really shocked as I'd never seen a real life squirter before, never mind had one empty themselves in front of me. Her husband held his fingers in the air and I licked them -- her juices tasted really good -- it was almost sweet -- like honey.

"I'm sorry" said the woman, "I should've warned you that I meant I was gonna cum like that".

"It's OK" I said, "just surprised me a little -- I've never seen it before!" "You taste nice though, real nice." 

"Do you want him to make you do it too? He has this technique. I bet he can."

"OK," I said. "I've always wondered if I could do it and how it felt."

"First, go for a wee," she said. 

I looked at her in puzzlement.

"Trust me -- you'll understand later."

So I did. I went to the toilet, gave myself a quick wash down below and then went back into the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

The woman of the couple spread my legs wide and she licked my clit and pussy intently until I was soaking wet. Then her husband put two fingers inside me. He felt around and then started slowly stroking my G-spot. Soft, circular motions to begin with. Then, as I got wetter and more and more turned on (his wife was sucking my tits too), he began to speed up. It was so intense as he sped up I thought I was gonna pee, but it was a slightly different sensation, and I managed to stay relaxed. He kept going at it, faster and faster until I felt an amazingly intense wave all through my body followed by an eruption unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. And sure enough there it was - a squirting orgasm, the juices shot out from between my legs all over the sheets. My legs buckled. It was just...just...indescribable. So intense, there is nothing that compares to it. I felt overwhelmed by emotion and I grabbed onto both of them and held them tight. I felt vulnerable but in ecstasy at the same time, almost as if I had done something in public that no one else was ever meant to see. But I was so erotically charged. It was insane.

After that mind-blowing experience, I needed to relax and have a breather so the three of us went downstairs to the bar and spoke with Adrian and some other people. It was really strange not knowing which of the guys (or girls) had fucked or fingered me but I also decided that I wanted to be more in control for the rest of the party so the blindfold was gonna stay in my bag for the rest of the night.

As I was sat chatting, I spotted an absolutely gorgeous guy who was stood in the other room with his towel around his waist -- he had an amazing body -- a 6, no 8 pack stomach and a perfect chest with big strong arms. It made me go all tingly just looking at him.

"He's hot isn't he?" said a female voice from nearby.

"Gorgeous," I replied, without thinking.

"He's my husband," said the voice.

"Oh, I see. I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't be, it happens all the time, I'm used to it. Go on, go and talk to him. And maybe I'll see you again in a bit?" she said with a smile.

So I got up from my seat and walked over to him.

"Hi, I said. I'm Jane."

"Hi, Jane. Rob," he replied holding his hand out.

"Hi Rob, pleased to meet you. I was just talking to your wife. Would you, you know, like to play with me? Upstairs?"

"I'd love to. I'm just gonna go check if she minds or wants to join us -- is that OK?"

"Sure," I said. I could see the bulge in his towel, and from what I could see he was massive. I felt myself getting wet again.

He walked over to his wife, whispered in her ear and then came back over to me.

"She said it's fine and she might come and join us in a while."

"OK," I said and headed for the stairs with Rob close behind.

When we arrived in the room upstairs there was a guy fucking one of the single girls but there was some space on the other bed so we went over to it and I sat on the edge. 

Rob stood in front of me and took of his towel. He was HUGE. He was almost flaccid and must have still been about six inches long. I was so turned on that I just instantly went for it and took him in my hand and began to slowly lick the shaft and the head. With my other hand I started to play with his balls and also stroke his solid stomach. Soon he became hard -- he was still growing! When he was rock hard I stopped sucking and just stared at it -- he must've been over ten inches. I started to panic about whether I could take him. 

He must've seen the worry in my face because he said "Don't worry, you've already managed it," and winked at me. It took me a while to get what he meant but then it became clear that he was the same "huge" guy from earlier who had fucked me when I was blindfolded. I was glad that I had been blindfolded before because I would have really panicked at his size but now that I knew I was able to accommodate him, I relaxed immediately. 

"Can I lick you out first?" he said. "I didn't get chance before."

"Sure you can," I said.

I lay down on my back totally naked. I spread my legs and he knelt on the bed and put his head between them. He kissed the inside of my thighs softly and then slowly began to lick my pussy and clit. He stretched his left arm above his head and held my right hand which was by my side. 

I wasn't as wet as I had been earlier as I had been "resting" for a while so it took a while for me to get going again but he didn't seem to mind. He looked like he was really enjoying himself and licked and nibbled away for a good ten minutes. Then he could obviously tell I was almost ready because he started to finger me as well as lick me. Soon I was near orgasm yet again so I knelt up and started to play with his cock again just to make sure he was hard and ready. Then I pushed him onto his back and lowered myself down onto him.

I felt a small amount of discomfort and then felt myself stretch as he went inside me and felt him hit my G-spot as he went in. I inched my way down further until I had taken nearly all his length inside me and could feel that he was really deep.

I started to move slowly up and down, each time I went down I felt his cock hit my G-spot hard and soon I was bouncing away. We fucked like this for about 10 minutes during which time I came twice more.

Then he asked if he could come on me and I was like "You can do whatever you want," so he withdrew from me, knelt up and I sucked him until he was ready to come and then switched to my hand. He came all over my tits. Some went on my face and some in my hair -- there was so much and it was so thick.

"You Okay?" he said

"Yeah thanks. You?"

"Yeah that was great fun -- maybe we can play again later?"

"Sure -- If I'm still alive!" I said.

He laughed.

We both went to the bathroom to clean up and then headed back downstairs. His wife was no longer in the bar area, she was on one of the beds downstairs. She was lying on her back being fucked from behind by a young black guy. She was moaning each time he thrust into her and soon we heard her climax.

We made our way into the bar area and sat on a couple of stools and started to chat. It turned out that he and his wife were fairly new to the scene and it was something they had decided to try to spice up their sex life a bit. Soon, his wife came over and sat next to him. She was flushed from her exertions and smiling.

"OK darling?" she said.

"Fine thanks," said Rob "you OK? Having fun?"

"God yes -- very OK," she said, playfully squeezing his bum.

It was at this point that I decided it was time to leave -- I think I would've probably died had I tried anymore sex! So I went upstairs to get dressed.

In the room with the wardrobe where I'd put my clothes, there were three naked girls on the two beds all being fucked and about ten guys all stood naked. Some were masturbating and some were being sucked or given hand-jobs. I took my clothes, went into the bathroom and got changed.

Once I was dressed, I headed back downstairs, said my goodbyes and made my way out into the night air.

I was sore but happy. My fantasy had been fulfilled. It was even better than I had dreamed of and I had had a ridiculous number of orgasms in the space of two hours and even experienced my first ever squirting ones!



Fulfilling a Fantasy



I have always loved women, all types of women, all shapes and sizes, all ages. I find something sexy and interesting in just about every woman that I look at. The only problem with this is that it can be very distracting on a regular basis, especially in work. My job, at the time this story took place, was quite demanding, working in the marketing division of a pharmaceutical company. 

The office was very busy and my colleagues were the more senior employees, all ambitious people of both sexes in their thirties and forties. Even though I had found several of my female colleagues attractive and somewhat sexy, and enjoyed their company socially, I always had the mental fortitude to distance myself from them in a physical capacity. Besides, many of them were also happily married and very work focused also. 

I had no problem keeping this mentality intact, until one day, the executive director walked into my office and introduced me to a new member of staff. Her name was Chloe and I was told that she would be working closely with me on many of my files over the next year. I was told that Chloe would eventually take over my files as I was in line for promotion. Chloe smiled at me and said hello. I smiled back. Almost instantly as I looked at her, some sort of a spark lit up inside of me. 

I found Chloe to be a very interesting looking woman. She was not the stunning super model type, but an extremely attractive woman of the "girl next door" variety. She was probably a few years my junior and in her mid thirties. She had one of the sweetest faces I have ever seen, with a very peachy complexion. She was a brunette with blue eyes, a combination which I adore. Her hair was mid length and wavy. When she smiled her face lit up and her bright blue eyes sparkled. 

She was fairly short, about 5ft 3ins and reasonably petite. She was wearing a skirt so I could see that she had very shapely calves and trim ankles. The other physical trait that I could hardly avoid noticing was the fact that she had really large breasts. She was wearing a business jacket over her white blouse, and her large boobs were very evident. I tried not to stare at them, but my eyes kept wandering over to them whenever she lost eye contact with me. Chloe told me that she was really looking forward to working with me, gave me another beaming smile and then left my office.

That evening, I could not take my mind off her. I was annoyed with myself as I didn't want to be in a situation where I would have a physical yearning for a female colleague. I told myself that it was just an initial crush and it would soon disappear with familiarity. Also, Chloe told me that she had two small children and I assumed that she was happily married. I myself had been divorced for over a year and in no hurry to be involved in a relationship. 

The next day I was eager to get into the office. Reluctantly, I admitted to myself that this was because I was desperate to see Chloe once again. Just after I arrived into work, Chloe popped into my office. She was dressed a little more casually but still smart and wore a loose fitting sweater over her blouse. As time went on, it was evident to me that Chloe was very conscious of her large boobs and most times she would try to hide them or disguise them. However, this was not always possible in business attire.

Chloe suggested that we have coffee together and get to know each other better. I agreed and we walked across the road to Starbucks. Chloe chatted animatedly, telling me all about her professional life to date and even some personal things about her home life. I could not take my eyes off her as she talked. She was absolutely charming. Her eyes sparkled and her mouth was a thing of beauty to behold as she talked. 

She would often brush her hair back with her hands as she talked and this would have the effect of pushing her boobs out forward. Her hands were beautiful and delicate and she used them a lot as she spoke. I answered her in snippets. I was captivated by her and let her do virtually all of the talking. At one point I asked her where she was living and she told me her location, explaining that she had only recently moved in as she and her husband had parted company. I offered my apologies to her and she smiled politely. Ashamedly, I was ecstatic about this piece of news. 

The weeks went by and Chloe and I made a great working team. We worked extremely comfortably together and our temperaments and ideologies were very well suited. She was always upbeat and in a good mood, which I found surprising for a single mother raising two small kids virtually all alone. We would chat animatedly together every day about work and anything else that seemed interesting at the time. 

During these conversations, we were often quite close to each other physically. Sometimes, I may be leaning over her at her desk, so closely that I could smell the beautiful scent of her hair, sometimes feeling it brush against me. I would look at the exposed back of her neck. It was beautiful and I had incredible urges to kiss it. If Chloe and I laughed about something she would often touch me on the arms with her hands. I loved her doing this and tried to make her laugh as often as I could. 

Ashamedly, I would often look at her hugely prominent bust when she was not noticing. It was evident that she had a magnificent pair of tits to go along with that adorable face of hers. I had an unbearable craving to see those tits uncovered and exposed in the flesh and then to greedily take them into my hands and mouth and do as I wished with them. I fantasized about this constantly. Knowing that this was probably never going to happen almost drove me insane. Sometimes when we were close her tits would brush against me accidentally and I could feel an erection growing in my pants. 

I sensed that there was a definite chemistry between us, but neither one of us seemed able or willing to explore the possibility of whether this attraction was actually real or just hopefully imagined. For me, the possibility of me making a complete and utter fool of myself in front of a woman that I adored prevented me from going any further. Although the "relationship" was obviously unfulfilled from my perspective, I was still happy for the time that we spent together in our wonderful working relationship and I did not want to jeopardize it. 

One day, after Chloe had been in the office for about six months, the executive director called us both into his office. He told me that I would be flying out of town later in the week to the west coast to make a presentation to an important client. He then suggested that I take Chloe with me to show her the ropes and to have her network with our clientele. I nodded and said that I thought that it was an excellent idea. When we left his office, Chloe turned to me and get me a magnificent heart melting smile. 

My heart was almost bouncing out of my suite, I was so excited about this trip, even though I had no hidden expectations about anything and in my mind I knew it would probably be a perfectly normal business trip. But at the same time, the thought of Chloe and I being together 24/7 in a far off city was still incredibly exciting to me. I would be able to have breakfast and dinner with her each day. The thought of that alone had me aching for our departure. 

It was soon departure day. We were leaving on a Sunday afternoon, the day before our first presentation. We would make three in all. I met Chloe at the airport. She looked fabulous and was positively glowing. She was dressed very casually for the flight, wearing a T shirt and shorts and flip flops. I noticed that she had small but exquisitely shaped feet with beautifully manicured toes. I adored every single inch of this woman. 

We sat next to each other on the plane, Chloe in the window seat. I had my lap top open on my tray table and we discussed some aspects of the work ahead of us. Chloe would often reach over me to point at something on the laptop screen with her elegant hands and I could feel her giant left tit pushing into my upper arm. This happened all the way through the flight as the seats were so close together. I could barely concentrate on the work or what she was telling me. 

Chloe either didn't seem to notice what she was doing or disguised it very well if she did. Every time I looked her in the eyes she gave me a big beaming smile and my heart melted instantly. I was falling head over heels for this woman and I decided there and then that if the opportunity arose during the trip to pursue something more in this "relationship" then I would seize it with both hands, even though I was extremely nervous at the prospect of it happening. 

When we arrived at our destination a taxi was waiting to take us to the hotel. We checked in and the concierge told us that our two rooms were next to each other on the same floor. He said that the two rooms did in fact constitute a business suite and that we had a key for the dividing door between the two rooms. Chloe and I agreed that this was convenient for our prep briefings before the meetings. 

We both entered into our respective rooms. The room was adequate but not overly big. I unlocked the dividing door and told Chloe to come and see me when she was ready. I installed my laptop on a table in the middle of the room and then unpacked my things. Chloe entered my room with a smile. She looked as beautiful and radiant as ever, but in her casual attire she seemed to be more accessible. 

I told her that I had already booked dinner at a chic French restaurant close too the hotel for 8pm, but first I wanted to go to the gym for an hour to work out. Chloe was fine with this and told me that she had some errands to do and phone calls to make. We agreed to meet back in my room at 6pm to briefly review the presentation once more on my lap top before dinner. Chloe nodded and went on her way. 

I took my fitness seriously. I had run competitively and played soccer at a high level. I was in great physical shape for my age and my muscles were highly toned and defined. I stripped naked in front of my mirror and prepared to put on my gym clothes. I stopped and pondered my naked body. I wondered what Chloe would think of it. My leg muscles, especially my thighs, were highly developed because of the soccer. I looked between my thighs. I have a long, thick cock which hangs six inches when flaccid, terminating in a very large plum like head. 

I stroked my cock absent mindedly as my mind drifted to Chloe's magnificent tits. I quickly snapped out of this transient moment of fantasy and threw on my gym gear and made my way down to the gymnasium. The gym was large and clean and I spent most of my time on the treadmill and elliptical machine. After an hour of an exhausting workout I headed back up to my room for a shower. 

The shower felt wonderful and I took plenty of time in there to wind down, oblivious of the time. I walked out of the shower feeling revitalized and relaxed. As I walked over to the towel rack, something caught my eye. I had left the bathroom door open and outside of it was the large full length mirror. In the mirror I could see a reflection. It was Chloe, sat at the table with my lap top and she was facing the mirror. A thought occurred to me. If I can see Chloe full frontal, then she can definitely see me. This excited me tremendously.

I was standing naked in the bathroom, dripping wet, but effectively in full view of Chloe via the mirror. I decided to milk the situation. I grabbed a towel and slowly began to dry myself. I didn't look at the mirror at all, pretending that I hadn't seen her, but hoped that Chloe was paying attention. I very slowly started to dry my back, giving Chloe an easily viewed full frontal of my naked body. I deliberately took my own sweet time drying myself. 

When I started to dry my lower back, I deliberately rotated my hips back and forth. This had the effect of swinging my long cock pendulously from side to side. I could feel my big purple cock head slapping against my thighs alternately as my long cock flapped back and forth. I continued this action for a couple of minutes and the thought that Chloe was looking on excited me incredibly. I raised the towel to my head to dry my hair, which allowed me to peek at the mirror without being noticed. Sure enough, Chloe was sat there staring directly at my reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were really wide open and were glued to the mirror and her mouth was hanging partially open. 

Now that I knew I had a captivated audience I took my own sweet time to finish drying myself, giving Chloe a naked full frontal during the entire time and making my long thick cock sway back and forth whenever I could. After several long minutes of delightful, unashamed exhibitionism, I wrapped my towel around myself and walked into the main room, my head down and not looking into the mirror. 

As I entered the room I pretended to notice Chloe for the first time and I jovially said hi to her. Chloe looked up at me and said hi and then said that she hoped that I didn't mind that she had entered my room, but it had gone past 6pm and she thought that she would review the presentation on my lap top as she waited for me. Her face was bright pink as she spoke to me. I told her I didn't mind at all and that I would quickly throw on some clothes and join her. Chloe and I sat at the laptop for about 30 minutes chatting animatedly. Chloe had quickly recovered her composure, if indeed she had ever lost it. 

It was soon time to get dressed for dinner. The French restaurant was quite formal and we decided to dress accordingly. Chloe told me that she had brought an evening gown with her just in case and she would wear it this evening. I wore a business suite. Chloe walked into my room before we left for the restaurant. The sight of her in her evening gown floored me completely. She looked stunning. She wore a long black dress which was extremely low cut, exposing a significant amount of her incredible pale skinned boobs. 

Her hair was tied up behind her head, exposing her wonderfully sexy neck. I had never seen so much of her flesh, especially this copious amount of alabaster like tit flesh which was on display. I could now gauge exactly how big her amazing tits were, and they were much bigger than I had expected them to be. I smiled at Chloe and this seemed to put her at ease and she smiled back at me. We left the hotel and headed for the restaurant. 

We had a wonderful meal and chatted constantly together. I felt wonderfully ease in her company, and staring across the dinner table at her radiant beauty filled me with absolute joy the entire time. We drank way too much wine, having two bottles of Volnay with the meal. We left arm in arm, somewhat tipsy and giggling inanely. 

When we arrived back at our rooms, I invited Chloe in for a night cap, "one for the road" before turning in for the night. She was complicit and walked into the room giggling and smiling. I poured us each a glass of wine and suggested a toast, to our wonderful professional relationship. Chloe was about to raise her glass and then stopped, looking quite sad and then said to me, "is that all this is to you, a professional relationship?"

This statement floored me. The wine had helped to reduce her inhibitions and she was now baring her sole to me. I was quiet for a few seconds. I put down my wine glass and took hers from her hand. I put my arms around her and I looked into her wonderful blue eyes which were slightly teary and said to her, "not at all, I think that I fell head over heels for you the very first time that I saw you, I just never had the courage to tell you". A big smile erupted onto her gorgeous full lips and her blue eyes welled up with tears.

I wiped her eyes and then pressed my face close to hers and kissed her passionately on the lips. I think that I will remember that kiss forever. All of the nerve endings in my body seemed to have a heightened sensitivity at that moment and I have never felt so much sensual passion. I kissed her hard. I wanted her face pressed against mine as closely as possible. I wanted her entire body pressed against mine as close as possible. 

We kissed passionately for several minutes and we told each other how much we had been longing for the caresses of one another. The experience was incredible, like an exorcism of some kind, casting away all of those inhibitions and replacing them with passion and lust. I walked Chloe over to the full length mirror, and stood behind her with my arms around her waist. I kissed the back of her exposed neck lovingly, something that I had longed to do ever since the first day we met. It tasted exquisite. 

I looked at Chloe's reflection in the mirror in front of me and spoke to it. I told her that I loved her and I had longed to be passionate with her. I laughed rather coyly and told her that I had fantasized about being naked with her many times. At that point she looked at me and smirked and said that she had something to tell me. She told me that she had the advantage on me as she has already seen me naked. I pretended to look shocked and surprised. 

Chloe then told me the story of earlier in the evening, how she had seen me through this very same mirror, toweling my naked body in the bathroom. She giggled like a schoolgirl as she recounted the story. I asked her what her thoughts had been as she watched. She told me that she had been incredibly sexually aroused, and that the sight of my extremely long cock flapping about back and forth had really excited her. She laughed out loud when describing the motion of my cock.

She said that at first she could not believe the size of my cock and then laughed saying that it must be a trick mirror. She then shyly admitted that when she was watching it swaying to and fro, she was longing to take it into her hands, and into her mouth and into her vagina. She looked me in the eyes through the mirror, smiling softly and almost shyly. 

I raised my arms up from Chloe's waist towards her partially exposed breasts. I placed my left hand on her left breast. I the slipped my left hand inside of her dress and felt the whole of her huge left tit inside of my hand. It was enormous and pillow like. I could feel my strong fingers sinking deep into the pale white tit flesh. Chloe looked at my hand movements through the mirror. 

I was curious to see what it looked like, and I tugged firmly on her giant left tit and pulled it roughly out of her dress, exposing it. I looked into the mirror to see my left hand squeezing Chloe's exposed huge left tit. It was as white as alabaster and it had never seen the sun. She had an enormous dark pink areola the size of a small plate and a large thick dark pink nipple. Her tit was enormous. 

I released it momentarily from my grip and it flopped down below her waist level. I picked it up once again in my left hand and squeezed it firmly, the tit flesh oozing between my fingers. Her tit was quite heavy but like a big soft pillow to touch and squeeze. Chloe watched me intently through the mirror as I groped her left tit. I then reached into her dress and roughly pulled out her amazing right tit and exposed it to my view. 

I was now roughly squeezing both of her giant lily white tits. They were like massive balls of dough which I kneaded firmly with my hands. Chloe smiled a sexy smile as she watched me groping her tits like a schoolboy. I grabbed the shoulders of Chloe's evening own and pulled them down over her shoulders. The black dress fell to the floor. Chloe wasn't wearing any panties. She was standing completely naked in front of the mirror, smiling at me through the mirror. 

I stared down at her shaved pussy. I was in sexual ecstasy. I wanted it, I wanted my mouth around it. I quickly began to undress, throwing off my clothes in a hurry. I got down to my underwear and Chloe told me to stop. The naked Chloe went down on her knees in front of me and slowly peeled off my underwear. My semi erect cock flopped out in front of her eyes. 




Fulfilling a Fantasy



Chloe stared at my cock for a few seconds and then giggled, saying that it wasn't a trick mirror. She wrapped her delicate right hand firmly around my cock and held it about an inch from her face. She said softly, "Oh my god your cock head is huge" and then giggled like a schoolgirl once more. Chloe then opened her beautiful mouth and put my large purple cock head inside of it and sucked it firmly. 

Chloe pushed her lips as far down my cock shaft as she could and contentedly sucked my fat swollen cock for several minutes, frequently looking up at me with her twinkling blue eyes to catch my expression. I was in heaven and she knew it. I looked down as her beautiful head bobbed up and down on my long thick cock and her massive alabaster white tits swayed gently from side to side. 

Chloe took charge, She guided me over to the bed and laid me on my back. She climbed on top of me and let her huge pale tits hang down onto my face. All of the weight of her tit flesh gathered towards the nipple and her tits went from being quite skinny from where they were attached to her chest, to round and bulbous at the nipple end. Her tits resembled two giant white egg plants in shape. The areolas were stretched and looked enormous. 

I roughly grabbed both of her massive tits in my hands and greedily began to stuff as much of her left tit into my mouth as I could. Chloe looked down at me smiling. I sucked and nibbled on her large pink nipple as I sunk my fingers deep into the alabaster white flesh. I squeezed, kneaded and nuzzled Chloe's giant tits to my heart's content, moving my mouth from one to the other, like a feeding chick. Chloe watched me intently, smiling all of the time. I adored her magnificent tits and I could barely leave them alone. 

Chloe told me that her ex husband had hated her tits and wanted her to have breast reduction, which she was afraid of doing. I reassured her that I adored them and that they were the most magnificent tits that I had ever fondled. It was obvious to Chloe that her tits held a huge sexual excitement and curiosity for me and this really pleased her and she would feed them into my greedy mouth for me. 

Chloe then maneuvered herself into a 69 position and parked her moist, sweet scented pussy directly over my faced and pressed it over my mouth. I pushed out my tongue and forced it inside of Chloe's pussy. It tasted like nectar to me. I could not get enough of it and I greedily fed on it, lapping up her juices. At the same time, Chloe continued to suck my cock. I watched her pushing her mouth down virtually the entire length of my cock shaft over and over again. 

Chloe's huge tits hung down onto my belly. I grabbed them roughly, pulling them out to the sides so that I could see Chloe sucking my cock. I grabbed Chloe's tits by the nipple and areola and stretched them out sideways as far as they would go. They looked enormous. Chloe continued to passionately suck my cock, seemingly oblivious to me tugging and stretching her fabulous tits. 

I decided it was time to flip Chloe over. She lay on her back smiling up at me. She had a beautiful slim and toned body and her giant tits seemed to be a bit of an anomaly. I knelt between her legs. I grabbed her legs by the ankles and raised her feet up to my face. I put the manicured toes of her left foot into my mouth and sucked on them. Chloe would not leave my cock alone. When erect it is about nine inches long. Chloe grabbed it roughly in both hands and began to rub the giant purple cock head against her clitoris as I sucked contentedly on her painted toes. 

Still grabbing Chloe's legs by the ankles, I began to spread her legs wide apart. At the same time, Chloe began to push my fat swollen cock into her moist shaven pussy. Both of us watched intently as my cock began to penetrate her pussy. Chloe looked down enthralled as my large plum like cock head disappeared inside of her, spreading her pussy lips wide apart. I pushed my fat shaft into her pussy and Chloe looked down at it wide eyed, mouth open, watching it disappear inside of her. 

I pushed Chloe's legs over her shoulder and pushed her feet under the metal bed head rail which she gripped with her painted toes. My cock was totally and snugly inside of Chloe's pussy and she looked up at me with a strained smile as I began to thrust it forcibly into her. I began to bang her pussy in piston style although it was still an extremely snug fit inside of Chloe's tight pussy. Chloe's tits were so big and long that they hung over the sides of her body and they flapped up and down like wings as I fucked her. The sight of their violent movement excited me incredibly. 

I grabbed her huge tits in my hands and squeezed them roughly and bit her nipples, as I fucked her deeply. Chloe shuddered with delight and began to have several orgasms. I looked into her eyes as I squeezed her huge tits and told her that she had the most amazing tits that I had ever seen. She smiled and told me that I had the most amazing cock and that it felt incredibly satisfying inside of her pussy. She then laughed and said, "in fact I think I am going to keep it inside of my pussy forever, you can't have it back". I told her that I was quite happy about that, and she should consider it a gift from me to her. She giggled. 

I pounded my cock deep into Chloe's pussy at great speed. Rivers of sweat trickled down both of our entangled bodies and the combined smells of scent and sex were intoxicating. I could see Chloe's eyes roll to the back of her head as her whole body shook with a huge orgasm. She told me that she loved me over and over. I continued to pound my cock into Chloe and the extremely snug fit of my fat cock in her tight pussy was very satisfying for both of us. Chloe's orgasms were coming fast and furious and she constantly shook and trembled as I fucked her forcibly. I looked down at her incredibly sweet face and I could hardly believe that we were both naked and that I was deep inside of her.

Chloe could sense that I was about to orgasm and we both reached climax at the same moment. This was an incredible few seconds and the two of us appeared to be totally out of control as our linked bodies writhed in a sexual frenzy. My ejaculation exploded inside of Chloe and she squealed as it happened and started to kiss me uncontrollably, telling me that she loved me. I told her that I loved her also.

We lay side by side quietly recovering. Chloe looked me in the eyes and began to laugh, telling me that I was wonderful and kissing me constantly. I put my right arm around her shoulder as we lay there, resting my right hand on top of her right tit and gently squeezing it. Chloe had hold of my long limp cock in her left hand and we lay there in that position for quite some time. 

After a little while Chloe asked me if I was ready for some more. I told her that I wasn't sure. Chloe said, "well let's see then shall we" and she maneuvered herself down the bed and lay between my legs facing up at me. She grabbed my cock in her hands and pushed in into her mouth and began slowly and sensually sucking on it. She would sometimes take it out of her mouth and lick the big plum like head with her tongue as she held it in her hand, like a kid licking a popsicle. 

Chloe told me that she loved sucking my cock and she could do it for an eternity. I lay there quiet as Chloe contentedly sucked my hard swollen cock, all of the time her twinkling eyes looking up at me. Chloe sucked my cock for about fifteen minutes and I was rock hard once more. Chloe flipped onto her hands and knees and told me that she wanted me to fuck her quite roughly, doggy style. Her request excited me.

Chloe was quite a petite girl apart from her giant tits, and her ass was exquisite. It was small and very round and shapely. I pushed my face against it and licked her ass all over. She giggled. I squeezed her butt cheeks in my hands and parted them to expose her pink pussy lips. I pushed my tongue inside of her pussy and began to suck her juices. I ran my tongue between her buttocks from her pussy to her asshole and alternately pushed my tongue deep into her asshole and then back inside of her pussy. Chloe loved this, as did I. 

I pulled on her butt cheeks once more and guided my stiff swollen cock up against her pink pussy lips and watched as the big cock head began to spread them apart as it entered into her. My long fat cock was soon deep inside of her pussy once more and I pounded away at her with a frenetic rhythm. Chloe grunted and groaned and her huge tits swayed from side to side. I reached forward and grabbed them in my hands, and very roughly pulled them back towards me as far as I could as I pounded her tight pussy. 

I was definitely riding my lovely girl Chloe and using her giant tits like reigns, pulling back very hard on them as I fucked her forcefully and relentlessly. Chloe squealed with delight, once again having multiple orgasms. I was able to pound her lovely tight pussy for a considerable amount of time and I looked down excitedly at my fat cock forcing itself in and out of her lovely pink flower. I ejaculated inside of her in a frenzied finale. I adored this woman. 

The reason that our sex was so hot was that we both had an incredible physical attraction for each other and we quite simply could not keep our hands off each other. We fucked for the entire night and when we were not fucking, Chloe contentedly sucked on my fat cock. We could not leave each other be for a few seconds and the feeling was marvelous. 

In the morning I awoke with the beautiful naked Chloe lying next to me. I looked at her amazing tits and I placed my mouth over one of her large areolas and began to lick it gently, twisting my tongue round her nipple. Her eyes opened and she smiled at me. I squeezed her giant tits gently in my hands and bid her a good morning. 

Chloe and I showered together and we groped each other constantly. We finished the shower by Chloe going down on her knees and sucking my cock and I ejaculated in her mouth as she wanted me too. She swallowed my cum and looked up at me with a beaming smile on her face, as if she was proud of herself. 

She grabbed my cock and shook it back and forth and giggled. She began to talk to it as if it was human, telling my cock that she would have it back in her hands and mouth later in the day. I watched, totally bemused. I could have her play with my cock forever, doing whatever she pleased with it. Chloe knew this and took advantage of it and she would have her lovely delicate hands on my cock as often as she could. She loved to study my cock closely and she would play with it and shake it about, doing little things with it that amused her. I was totally complicit to this. 

We both went off to work and had a very successful day. Chloe looked very professional in her business. I noticed all of the men looking at her and felt very proud that she was now my girl. We arrived back at the hotel and we both stripped naked in a heart beat and soon we were writhing naked together on the bed. I absolutely adored Chloe and I could not get enough of her. During the three days that we were away, every single minute before and after work was spent naked with Chloe. 

We flew back home and we both went our separate ways from the airport, but met up together once more in the evening. It was more difficult to see Chloe now as she had her commitments with her children, but we both made big efforts to be with each other as much as possible as we were both still very much in love with each other. 

Then one day, Chloe came to see me looking very sad. She told me that her mother was very sick and that she had decided to move to the mid west with her children to be with her at that time. I was devastated. Chloe had handed in her notice at work. She asked me to go with her. I told her it would be impossible as I would have no job prospects. Sadly, we made the decision to go our own ways at that time, but we both felt that we would re-unite at some point in time. 

It has been three years, and Chloe is out of my life. We do not communicate any more. I heard through the grapevine that she may have married again. I miss my Chloe so much. I still believe that she was the true love of my life.