0 comments/ 63735 views/ 10 favorites A Chance Reunion By: jimw It had been 5 years since I graduated from high school, and that long since I had been back to my old hometown. A lot had changed in those years. The town was bigger with new buildings everywhere. I had changed a great deal also. When I graduated I had been 5'7" and 120 pounds. The only thing that got me noticed in school was my singing voice. For such a skinny kid I had been blessed with a rich baritone voice. But that was nowhere near enough to get me in with the "in crowd". Off I went to college and had a late growth spurt. By the time I finished growing I was 6'1" 185. I had also discovered Lacrosse. By the time I graduated I had lettered and been voted team captain. That did do a lot for my popularity. From being a virgin when I started college, to being the guest of honor at a Sorority senior spring break vacation where I got to enjoy the entire senior class in that house, yeah a lot had changed. So I found myself back in my old hometown, wondering if coming here was a mistake. For the first time in a very long time I felt like the skinny kid in school not the confidant person I had become. I wasn't even sure why I had stopped, other than to look around and maybe look up a couple of old friends before going to Colorado to start a new job. After checking into a room I went out to check out the town. Deep down I knew the reason I wanted to come here one more time, although I never would have admitted it to myself let alone anyone else. I wanted to find out what had happened to my high school girlfriend Beth. We had dated our entire senior year, and moving right after graduation had been one of the saddest times of my life. We wrote and talked on the phone all summer and through most of our freshman years at college. Then suddenly my letters were returned address unknown, no forwarding address. I called her parent's house and the phone was disconnected, it was like she dropped off the face of the earth. As if that wasn't enough my parent's moved again before I finished my freshman year. I hadn't heard from Beth since, but deep down inside I was hoping to find out what happened to her. I had even driven by her parent's house when I got to town, but there was a different family living there, and they had bought the house from some family other than Beth's. I decided to head for the mall, hoping to run into someone that I knew, but not really expecting to. I walked around checking out a few shops not buying anything, just looking and feeling alone in the town I grew up in. All that changed in the blink of an eye. I had turned my head thinking I had seen someone I knew and wasn't paying attention when I collided with someone. "Excuse, me" I heard a beautiful female voice say, a voice that sounded a lot like Beth. I turned to apologize and standing in front of me was the one that had gotten away. "Beth," I said feeling stunned and overjoyed at the same time. Her eye's got wide when I said her name. "Eddie" she said and as I smiled her eye's lit up and she threw her arms around me. Without saying a word our lips found each other and I found myself kissing the only girl that I had ever really loved. Only now she wasn't a high school girl and I wasn't a high school boy, we were adults who had been in love once. I only hoped that we could find that kind of love again. "I can't believe it's you." "What happened to you," we both said at the same time. We laughed and hugged again. "Come on," she said "Let's go get something to drink and we can talk." We went into bar in the mall, got a table in the back and started catching up. Beth had dropped off the face of the earth because of a stalker at college. He had followed her and threatened her to the point she had to drop out and move home. Even then he followed her back home, broke into her families home, knocked her out and tried to set the house on fire. She was rescued by her father who happened to come home unexpectedly and got her out of the house. The stalker had a close encounter with her dad's Smith and Wesson and didn't survive. As a result of the head injury and coma she had lost a portion of her memory, me included. By the time she regained her memory and tried to find me, my parents had moved again, the post office never forwarded the letters she sent to me, and I had changed schools. She had tried to find me a few times with no luck and went on about her life. She was able to make up the time she missed by going to summer school and graduated on time from college with a degree in business. She had stopped by the old hometown on a whim before heading for her new job, in Colorado, part of her hoping to find someone who knew what had happened to me. She wanted to try one more time to find me before going on with her life. She couldn't believe it when I told her I was going to Colorado to start a new job also, in the same city it turned out. I also told her that I had come here on a lark, but if I was truly honest with myself I was hoping to find someone who might have know what happened to her. "So here we are," she said. "We both came looking for each other and found what we were looking for. What now?" "I'm not sure," I replied. The look in her eyes told me she was disappointed in my answer. "I mean I know why I wanted to find you, but I don't know why you wanted to find me." "Well I kind of feel the same way Eddie." She said. "I know why I was looking, but…" she trailed off. We both looked at each other for a few minutes not saying a word, both afraid to say what we were feeling, afraid of what the other might say. Finally I looked at Beth and started. "Since I lost track of you I have been through a lot, dated lots of girls, fooled myself into thinking that I loved a couple of them, and tried to convince myself that I was over you. When I saw you standing in front of me I knew that wasn't true, I've been in love with you since high school and I'm still in love with you." There, it was out and now the ball was in Beth's court. Her head was bent down and I just knew in my heart that she was going to tell me that she didn't feel the same way I did. I couldn't let myself dream that she would still love me. When she looked up there were tears in her eyes. "I never let myself dream that you would ever say that to me, I've hardly been out with another guy since I lost track of you. None could ever come close to you in my eyes so why bother. I Love You." She said. I put my arm around her and pulled her to me, kissing her. We both were laughing when we pulled away from each other. We left the bar and went to get something to eat, and then went for a walk, hand in hand like two school kids on a first date. Normally I would have been in a hurry to get my date back to my place for the mattress dance, but I knew that there was time for that and I wasn't going to rush Beth. After all when you find the woman of your dreams and get a second chance you don't want to blow it by pushing her too fast. The sun had long since set and the mall was closed when we walked back to the parking lot. She was parked on the opposite side from my car so I drove her around to her car. When we pulled up next to hers we sat and talked for a while longer, the conversation giving way to necking. Finally Beth put her hands on my chest and moved back. "Where are you staying?" she asked. I told her the name of the motel I was in. She hadn't gotten a room yet, going to the mall as soon as she had gotten to town. In fact she had only been in town about 20 minutes when we ran into each other. She put her arm around my neck and kissed me deeply. "I'll follow you." She said and got out of the car and into hers. The drive to my motel was only about 10 minutes but I had time to play out all kinds of options. The most obvious was that she was planning to stay with me, but the Beth I knew in high school had spent many a night keeping me out of her pants, and I knew better than to assume anything. She may have just figured she could get a room there so we could be close. When we got to the motel all doubt was removed as she got out of her car and grabbed a couple of bags from the backseat. I took the larger one and headed to my room. I had gotten a room with a king size bed and a Jacuzzi tub, figuring that if nothing else I would have a comfortable place to stay. Once in the room I put Beth's suitcase on the floor and took her in my arms kissing her deeply, her mouth opened allowing my tongue to dance around hers, but before I could go any farther she stopped me. "Go use the bathroom and do whatever you need to do so I can use it," she said and shoved me along the way. A few minutes later I was out and found her sitting on the bed, waiting for me. "Get into bed," she told me "and I'll be back in a few minutes." I stripped to my underwear and got into bed. After what seemed like a lifetime she came walking out of the bathroom. She had left the light on, but the door open only a crack, giving enough light that I could see her walking towards me. She had on a man's shirt that came down just far enough to cover her most intimate parts, but only if she didn't move. As she moved closer I could see that only two buttons were holding the shirt around her B cup breasts. I also realized that she had gotten the shirt out of my suitcase. She got on to the bed next to me and kissed me. "Sorry I had to borrow something to wear, I didn't have anything that was sexy enough to wear for you. I remember reading in a magazine once that some guys liked to see a woman in their shirts so I took a chance." I kissed her deeply, running my hands up and down her back and lightly over her shapely ass, noticing that there were no panties on under that shirt. "You look wonderful." I said. "You know I didn't expect you to sleep with me tonight and if you're not sure we don't have to do anything." "I know, and I think that's one reason I'm here, and yes we do have to do something tonight. She kissed me and continued. "But before we do I need to tell you something, She paused for a second and I noticed a tear running down her cheek. When she started again her voice cracked, "After everything that happened to me I've never been able to really trust a guy, and I've never cared enough about anyone I dated to even think about being intimate with them. I'm sure that you have been with lots of women, but I need you know that I've never been with a man." She kissed me again. "Make love to me Eddie." I didn't need to be told twice, but I wasn't going to rush this. The woman of my dreams had just asked me to make love to her, and told me it was her first time, now was not the time for rushing. I slowly began kissing Beth, light gentle kisses, first on her lips, then moving slowly to around the sides of her face, kissing her ears and neck. As I moved along her jaw line I could feel a shiver run through her body. She moaned occasionally as I continued to kiss her neck, and throat. The shirt she was wearing had fallen open slightly exposing the side of her breasts but leaving the nipples covered, a quick flick of my fingers on the button right below her breasts would cure that, but I was in no hurry. I continued to kiss her throat, moving lower with each passing moment. It wasn't long before I found my lips grazing the side of Beth's breasts. She's never been very big in the chest, but what she does have is magnificent. Pert, firm and very sensitive as I soon found out. I ran my tongue along the curve of her firm breast I could hear her suddenly gasp. "Ahh" I paused for a second. "You don't have to stop." She said. "You just took me by surprise." I smiled to myself and continued to nuzzle her chest. I slid down a little further and took the button holding the top of her shirt together and undid it with my tongue. With the button out of the way I kissed my way back to Beth's breasts. I had dreamed of lavishing this kind of attention on her for years and now it was finally happening. I started licking and kissing my way up the side of her breast, pushing the shirt out of the way with my lips as I moved closer to the hard points at the top of her firm bosom. As her nipples were finally exposed to me I gazed at them for a moment. They were pink, about the size of half dollars, and at the moment very hard. I flicked my tongue over the very tip of her nipple, just grazing the tip, before using my tongue to circle the pink flesh beneath the point. The low moans and sighs coming to Beth let me know that she was enjoying the sensations my tongue was generating in her breasts. After licking my way around her nipple I finally sucked it into my mouth, feeling it grow rigid in my mouth as Beth let out a low groan. "Ohh my God Eddie that feels so good." "Glad you liked it." I said as I pulled my mouth off of her breast. "If you liked that I know something that you will love." "What's that?" she asked. "Doing that right here" I said as I ran my hand through the triangle of short curly black hair between her legs, brushing her vulvae, but not penetrating her. Her eye's got a little wider and for a second I thought I might have scared her away. "You mean you want to kiss my…." Her voice trailed off as if she wasn't ready to use a word like pussy in front of me. "Yes that's what I mean." She looked at me for a second before saying anything. "Does it feel as good as what you just did?" "Better." "I don't know if I can stand better than that, but go ahead." I kissed her again and the started working my way down past her breasts, undoing the last button with my tongue, and lavishing kisses all over her flat belly. As I kissed my way to her navel I was very surprised to find a small gold ring there. I ran my tongue all around it and looked up at her. "I never would have expected this." I said with a smile. "I know, it was a dare my last year of college. My roommate said that I should do something out of character, like get laid or get my bellybutton pierced." I kissed it again and continued on towards her virgin womanhood. I kissed and licked the small bumps at the top of her hips and followed the crease where her leg joined her body. As my tongue ran along the sensitive skin Beth jumped. "Oh god that tickles" she said as I shifted my attention to her leg, avoiding the object of my desire for the moment. I open her legs slightly and ran my tongue along the inside of firm thighs. Beth had always had great legs and it was apparent that she spent a good deal of time keeping them in shape. I kissed my way down her right leg until I got to her knee and after teasing the underside of her knee started up the left leg very slowly. As I ministered to her legs I looked towards her swollen pussy. Her outer lips were parted and her inner labia were pink and swollen. Even in the dim light of the room I could see the evidence of her arousal glistening on her open pussy like dew on a rose. As my lips approached her Beth opened her legs wider, giving me access to parts of her body I had only dreamed of seeing or touching. I had finally kissed my way up her thighs and began to slowly kiss my way around her mound, blowing on her wet vagina, but never quite touching it. Beth was moaning lowly, and gently rolling her hips, as I continued to tease her, wanting her to experience as much pleasure as possible during her first sexual experience. The musky smell from her pussy was like perfume in my nostrils and I knew the time had come to taste her juicy opening. I gently opened her legs a little wider and pushed her knees up raising the tight opening to my mouth and allowed my tongue to lightly lick the edge of her virgin tunnel. I heard her gasp as my tongue explored her pussy, first just licking the opening then penetrating deeper and deeper into her silky depths. I flattened my tongue as I pulled it from her core and slid it up the length of her cleft until I felt the hard nub of her clit. Beth sat up with as gasp as my tongue made contact with her clit. "OH MY GOD" she cried out, "That feels so good Eddie please don't stop, lick me right there Eddie." Never one to disobey a beautiful woman I began to slowly move my tongue around her clit, licking it like a piece of hard candy, enjoying the feeling and taste of it has it expanded under my tongue. Beth had fallen back on the bed, and as I looked up I could see one hand rubbing her breasts, pulling and twisting on her nipple in a way that made me wonder if she wasn't going to pull it off. She continued to moan softly as I licked her clit, shuddering as waves of pleasure swept over her. I put a finger at the opening of her pussy and began to move it slowly around, not quite penetrating her but slowly increasing the stimulation that was bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Beth's hips were no longer rolling in circles, but were bucking in front of me making it harder to maintain contact with her clit. As my tongue began to move faster and faster around her swollen clitoris, her pussy was getting even wetter than before and I knew that my face was soaked in her juices. "Oh yes Eddie that's so good, yes Eddie, yes, I'm so close baby so close make me cum Eddie" She cried out. I wanted nothing in the world more than that so I suddenly slid my finger all the way into her hot depths, plunging through her maidenhead as my tongue took her over the edge. "Ahhhhhhh yes I'm cumming" she screamed, and pushed my face closer into her. I sucked her clit tightly into my mouth and thrust my finger in and out of her until she pushed my head away. I moved up beside her kissing her and holding her as her body recovered from the orgasm that had just overwhelmed her. She reached between my legs and grasped my hard cock through my bikini briefs, which were very wet with my pre-cum. "I thought you took those off before you came to bed." "I wanted you to do it." I said. Beth knelt beside me and pulled them off as I raised my ass off the bed. My cock isn't huge, barely 6 inches in length, but it is very thick and it was standing at attention. Beth ran her fingers over my cock, gently feeling the skin of my shaft. "I've never touched a man before." She said as she ran her hand up and down the shaft. "You're doing a great job of it." I reassured her. She lay back on the bed, her hand still holding my cock. "Make love to me Eddie." She whispered. "I want to feel you inside of me." I kissed her and moved between her legs. I guided my cock to her opening with one hand and rubbed it up and down her opening, over her clit and around the swollen lips of her pussy. She replaced my hand with hers and placed the head of my cock at the opening of the pussy. "Now baby." She said as she moved her hand away. I slowly sank into her vice-like pussy. It was a good thing she was very wet from me going down on her as her pussy held me very tightly. When I had finally slid my entire length into her I stopped and let her adjust to the feeling. I asked her if she was okay and she smiled and said she felt so full she could hardly believe it. I began to move my hips slowly, moving my cock in and out of her. Beth was so tight and I was so aroused I didn't know if I could last long enough to make her cum. I was moving slowly at first, trying to control myself when Beth started bucking against me. "Oh God yes Eddie, yes baby it's so good, so good Eddie, I'm cumming." She cried out. "Fill me up Eddie, please baby let me feel you cum inside me," she moaned. I started moving in and out of her faster and faster, her convulsing pussy squeezing me as I pumped my cock into her. The pressure in my balls was building and I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. "Ahhh, yes I'm cumming," I cried out as my cock slammed into her one more time and filled her pussy with cum for the first time in her life. A Chance Reunion My life seems to revolve round my husband, Ayron, not that it was a bad thing I guess. We’ve been married a little over three years now. But, if you’re anything like me, I need to have plenty going on in my life to keep me occupied. Since been retrenched from my job 2 months ago I’ve kind of stagnated, both personally and professionally. Today was starting off like every other day of the last 2 months. Ayron’s gone to work and I am at a loose end. My only salvation these last 2 months has been my daily grind at the gym. I guess that’s where I am heading this morning too. I packed my bag and headed off to the gym. I don’t really know too many people at the gym, other than one or two of the instructors, but at least I can get a good work out and it does manage to kill the boredom for an hour or two. After arriving at the gym I head off to change into my gear, crop top and leotard. I know my figure is still good from the odd admiring glance that I get. It always does your self-esteem good to notice that you still attract a look every now and again. My first mission for the morning is the exercise bike. I head on over and take the first available bike and set about riding my normal 10 miles. I’m busily cycling away, about half way through, when I hear ‘Oh my god Casey, is that you?’ I quickly look up, but didn’t immediately recognize the voice or the person speaking. The voice adds, ‘you don’t remember me, do you?’ Feeling slightly embarrassed, I have to apologize and admit that I don’t. ‘It’s me, Sandra Lockhardt, from high school’ My god, it had been 10 years since the last time I had heard that name. Sandra had always an attractive girl, not startlingly beautiful, but attractive all the same. This woman before me didn’t resemble the Sandra I remembered. She was stunning. Tall, slim, long flowing blonde hair, a body to die for. But the easy manner and confidence was the Sandra I remembered. I quickly stepped down from the bike and we embraced like long lost friends. It was so nice to see a friendly face. We spoke briefly and decided to meet after the gym and go for coffee or something. An hour and a half later, showered, changed back into my day clothes, I meet Sandra at the entrance to the gym. After asking her schedule for the day, I asked her back home for lunch, as it was only a 5 min drive away and we could chat in peace. I gave Sandra directions and headed off home. She said she join me in about 10 – 15 mins. I quickly decided to change into something a bit more flattering before she arrived. Good to her word, Sandra was ringing my doorbell 15 mins later. She strode in the door with two bottles of wine and some crusty bread, saying ‘I thought a celebration was in order after 10 years’ I gave Sandra the once over the house and then showed her the yard, swimming pool and patio, etc. We then settled down to drink the wine and catch up on old news. The time was flying by, the 2nd bottle of wine was gone and the old school memories were coming thick and fast. We were having such a blast remembering all the good old times. Laughing about old boyfriends and all the wicked thing we got up too in our senior years. I decided to raid Ayron’s wine rack and open another bottle. We were both rather tipsy by this stage and really didn’t care that we were well on the way to being drunk. It was a beautiful afternoon so we ventured out to the pool and stretched out on the reclining lounge chairs with our glasses brimming and continued on reminiscing. An hour later, very intoxicated, I suggested me take a swim in the pool. Sandra was quick to point out that she didn’t have a costume. Being as drunk as I was I couldn’t have given a care in the world and suggested we skinny dip, just like a group of us did one Saturday night many moons ago. Neither having a care in the world, we stripped down to nothing and were quickly in the pool, diving and darting and laughing all the time. Thirty minutes later we were both exhausted and made our way back to the reclining lounge chairs. Both now totally comfortable with our nakedness we stretched out beside each other and topped up our glasses. We continued on chatting and bringing each other up to speed on our current lives. Me, pointing out just how bored I was lately and Sandra telling me all about her single carefree life. We were both very drunk now and as often happens when you’ve had too much to drink, discussions turned to our respective sex lives. I was blatantly telling Sandra how Ayron didn’t really hold much fascination for me anymore and had totally forgot that foreplay was a part of sex and love. Sandra laughingly leaned across and gently pinched my nipple, asking ‘doesn’t Ayron caress and suckle these little beauties anymore?’ I was a little shocked at her gesture, but didn’t want to seem prudish so I joked my way around the situation. But her touch had been like an electric shock through my body and I knew that both my nipples were standing slightly erect. I noticed Sandra looking at my breast and laughing out loud she said, ‘by your reaction I think it’s been too long since someone did that to you.’ I was a little embarrassed, but the wine was certainly helping me not to over react. Sandra dangled her arm over the side of her chair and lazily brushed her fingertips around my nipple again. I knew with out looking that my nipple was even more erect than before and a tingling sensation had started between my thighs. I squirmed a little uncomfortably. A smile crossed Sandra’s lips as she noticed me wriggling in my seat. She continued to fondle my nipple, but more intensely. It was no longer just her fingertips, but she was gently massaging them between her fingers. The sensation was awesome and I really couldn’t find the words to ask her to stop. I knew I was becoming rather aroused. These were very new feelings for me. I’d never been touched by a woman before. Sandra suggested I close my eyes and enjoy the moment and I just couldn’t resist. My response was starting to become a little overwhelming. I closed my eyes and my body relaxed and I just stayed focused on these new and erotic sensations I was experiencing. I could feel Sandra leaning closer and her voice whispering in my ear, asking me whether I was enjoying myself. I was almost breathless as her fingers trailed down across my stomach. One hand cupping my breast and teasing my nipple, the other circling downward across my stomach. My legs involuntarily parted as her hand made its way down. As her fingers brushed gently between my parted legs a moan escaped my lips. For a moment her hands left me, but I heard her rising from the lounge chair and kneeling down beside me. Again she whispered in my ear, ‘do you want me to continue?’ Without even hesitating, I almost begged her to keep going. I felt her lips circle my nipple and as her tongue darted about, flicking my nipple, I moaned deeply. By now her fingers were delving between my parted legs, gliding and teasing me even more. I was beyond stopping now. I was so aroused and my clitoris was aching to be touched. I knew I was wetter than I had ever been before. I wanted to beg her to continue, never to stop. Moan after moan was escaping my lips now, as she teased me and aroused me even more. Her fingers were sliding between my aching lips, delving into my wetness. I felt her finger gently probe my wetness and slip inside. My back was arching, allowing her access to my inner self. Slowly Sandra’s lips left my nipple and her lips were trailing light kisses down and across my stomach. Lower and lower. I was almost holding my breath now in anticipation of her next move. I felt her tongue dart between my swollen lips, as two of her fingers were deep inside me now. Her tongue probed until it found my swollen, aching clitoris. She maneuvered around to be almost directly in front of me now. I opened my eyes to watch her moves, as my arousal continued to build. Sandra’s voice was deep and husky when she asked me whether she could lap my pussy. Her voice was so erotic with desire. Her eyes were shining and her pupils were dilated. I knew she was aroused as I was. Both of us were so focused on the moment that everything else was blocked from our thoughts. I was so aroused that I could feel my juices running between my cheeks as Sandra started to lap at my very center. Her nose was pushed up against my clitoris, almost nuzzling it, as her tongue darted in and out of my vagina, keeping in time with her fingers. I was so aroused, I knew I was almost ready to climax. God, how I needed the release of cumming. I was moaning even louder, aching for Sandra to suckle my clitoris with her mouth, that I started to beg for her to eat me, almost demand it. She hesitate, briefly glancing up and meeting my eyes. I groaned out the words, ‘fuck me with your mouth’ Her head instantly delved between my legs and she furiously began to thrust her tongue against my clitoris, as her fingers delved deeper and deeper inside me. I could feel my orgasm starting. My clitoris was throbbing beneath Sandra’s tongue. As she lapped faster and faster I could feel the sensation started deep with in me and begin to travel at a rapid pace right towards Sandra’s tongue. Without even thinking my hands reached either side of Sandra’s head, grasping handfuls of her hair, as my hips began to buck and thrust, and my orgasm mounted. I screamed out in ecstasy as my orgasm peaked and a rush of wetness drenched Sandra’s fingers. She continued to lap and suck at my clitoris until I was totally spent, exhausted. I relaxed back with a huge sigh and I am sure a contented smile on my face. It was then that Sandra gasped in shock. My eyes flew open immediately. There stood Ayron. He’s been watched the entire time. Panic set in instantly. My god what was he going to say, how as he going to react. It was then that Sandra leaned across laughingly towards Ayron and grasped his very obvious erection and said ‘doesn’t anyone caress and suckle this big beauty anymore?’ The End. A Chance Reunion "Hi Andy, where have you been all these boring months of my life?" I turned and saw that Polly, a colleague from the recent past was grinning and holding her arms open for a hug. I picked up her 5 ft slim frame and squeezed her, feeling the slim waist and small, firm breasts press against me. "Well I have to spread myself around, and you did leave with no forwarding address," I retorted, smiling back. I put her down and we briefly exchanged a peck on the cheek. Polly still looked as good as ever, and I remembered my regret at her leaving. Her petite figure and small pert breasts are not to everyone's taste, but I always enjoyed my flirts with her and had long fancied finding out how much of it we could turn into reality. "Well I just had to get away, no telling what trouble you would have led me into if I stayed." "Fantastic, let me explain and demonstrate later in great detail, the offer is always open." This was just like old times. Although we never worked in the same office, the times we met there was always a charged atmosphere between us, and many things were left unsaid. Some of our phone conversations were less about work and more about fantasies! I noticed that Polly was neatly dressed as usual as the executive woman, and the black stilettos only served to highlight her slim ankles and calves. One thing I did remember was her complete aversion to tights.. or so she said. "Sounds like a much more interesting offer than dining with the others though I might need a few more details to help make my decision - do tell me more," Polly said and lent towards me again. I let my hand slide on to her thigh and gently stroke around until I found the evidence. "So you practice what you preach eh? Suspenders and stockings, on you - one of my favourite fantasies. But if you are serious about my offer, there's still a few more fantasies you could help me out with though. " "Tempt me," she said and licked her lips as my hand continued to stroke and play with the straps of the suspender belt through the fabric of her skirt. This was just too good an opportunity to miss, and it was clear that I could at least talk raunchy with her and not cause offence. "OK, if you think you can handle it.... My room, 7 tonight and you will wear.." and I whispered my suggestions in her ear. Polly lifted her eyebrows and just smiled. "I can handle this, and things are looking up but I think I have a condition on this - can you handle it?" "What might that be," I asked, intrigued. "A man willing to trust and experiment does not need to know right now, I will explain later," was the half smiled reply. I nodded my agreement and we parted, my hand sliding off her thigh reluctantly as we went to our separate workshops at the conference. .................................................. The firm knock came right on time and I quickly let Polly in, noticing the small overnight bag she left by the door. She looked stunning, and seemed to have met my request perfectly. Her black stilettos must have added more than 4" to her height, and made her delicate ankles seem impossibly slim. Her gorgeous legs were encased in a fine black fishnet, something Polly had teased me about on many an occasion. What I hoped were stockings were topped by a tiny tight black lycra mini-dress. It clung so well the outline of Polly's suspender straps were just visible. Her small, pert breasts were pushed into shape by the fine ribbing, and her nipples were already pushing at the straining slinky fabric. Two slim straps went over her pale shoulders, and her blond hair was left loose. "Perfect" I said, "except.... " Polly smiled, and walked to the desk in the corner. She stood a couple of feet away and bent over towards the desk, reached behind to the hem of her dress and slowly peeled it upwards. The first of my orders shown to be complied with - her stocking tops slowly revealed, and the pale delicate flesh of her slim thighs came into view. The black straps of her suspenders were taught across her flesh and I noticed with interest they were shiny black PVC. Polly kept the slow progress of her dress upwards until her buttocks started to slide into view. I could feel my penis already stiffening, and it rose appreciably as I noted that her thighs were parted at the top to reveal a glimpse of damp flesh, marking the next of my orders - no knickers. Finally Polly stopped the upward progress of her dress as her upturned and perfectly presented buttocks were revealed in all their perfect tight glory, the puckered ring of her rear hole clearly visible. Polly placed her hands down on the desk to support herself, and said, "Do I meet with approval." In answer I moved towards her, and slid my hands over the taught globes of her buttocks. I started to ease them round in my hands, and rolled them together and apart, seeing the tight hole of her anus appear and disappear and hearing Polly's breathing get heavier. My hands stared to roam further, sliding over the tight black PVC of her suspender belt, then following the straps down to her slim thighs encased in those delightful fishnet stockings. I had one last 'order' to check out before I then placed my trust in Polly. I slid my hands slowly up the inside of her thighs, towards the gap at the top where they were parted. Slight sideways pressure persuaded Polly to part her legs a little more, as she settled back down on her arms. I let my fingers drift lightly over her flesh until it met the outer lips of her sex. She shuddered a little, and eased her legs wider still. I started to move my hand round under her sex lips, just brushing them on my way through until I could cup her mound. My last order was obeyed - her mound and cunt lips were clean shaven and bare! I dragged my hand slowly between her damp, parting lips, feeling the juice slide onto my finger tips and Polly easing down towards my hand. I slipped the end of my finger between her outer lips, and explored her wet inner passage. Gradually easing one finger into Polly's increasingly sopping cunt, I brought my other hand up and began manipulating her buttock cheeks again. From a pocket I took out the two polished wooden balls linked by a thin tape. "For the rest of the evening, you have to stay full," I said as I eased the balls one by one between Polly's cunt lips and felt them slide further into her warm and wet hole. "If these come out, something else will just have to take its place," and I gave a final tug on the small piece of tape left just showing between her swollen, red lips. Polly swayed slightly, then stood up slowly and turned towards me. We kissed hungrily, tongues fighting for space in each other's mouth. I clamped my hands firmly on the lycra covered buttocks, and roamed around her back, discovering the outline of more than a suspender belt. Polly groaned as my hands moved her body, the balls moving together inside her cunt and touching the parts I could not reach! Her hands slid down my back, small circles on every part of my spine until they reached my cheeks. Pulling hard against them, I was pushed against Polly even harder, and could feel my growing erection against her slim frame. Suddenly we broke apart, and Polly stepped back a little. "You did agree to trust me, if I remember, and its my turn to tease. Did you get my note?" she queried. The note had been passed to me during the day, and though its content surprised me, I carried on, not sure of Polly's reasons but intrigued enough to try it out. Polly now decided to check on this, and slowly undid my belt. Easing the top of my trousers open, she slid a hand down inside, past my skimpy underwear until she reached my thigh. My erection grew at her touch, and she found what he was hoping for. I had never done this before but as she had instructed I had shaved my legs! Slowly she withdrew her hand, just lightly brushing my aching bulge, and the smiled. "God I'm horny, and what I need now is you to be sharing some of my sensations." With that, she reached for her bag and handed me some clothes. "I don't know why but have always fantasised about this, a man wearing the same slinky gear as me whilst we have some kinky sex. Go and change," she ordered "then we can talk games." I retreated to the bathroom, and looked at what I had. I quickly took off my own clothes, my erection springing free at the thought of what was to come. I looked through the clothes - a short deep red lycra skirt, loose white silk top, a black suspender belt and shiny black stockings. What on earth was I getting myself into? No idea, but for some reason the thought of wearing this was sending pulses of excitement through my already hard cock so I clipped on the belt, and slid a stocking up my leg. The feeling was superb, the reason for shaving my legs now obvious as the silky touch wrapped itself around my flesh. Quickly I put the other one on, and the blouse, then stepped into the skirt. It was very short and tight, and clung hard to my ass cheeks and very obvious bulge. It ended only just above the stocking tops, and made me feel very vulnerable but very turned on. I slipped my feet into the heeled black shoes and walked into my room. Polly looked stunning, and my already straining bulge seemed to want to grow inside its restraining lycra. She had removed her dress and stood watching my progress with just a shiny black PVC basque, net stockings and stilettos on. She smiled and licked her lips. "You look stunning, that slim body has its compensations getting into that gear," she said as she stroked my thigh. I groaned, the silky sensation of her fingers through the stockings almost sending me over the edge. "You look pretty superb yourself," I quietly replied. And she did. The basque clung to her tiny waist and pushed her perfect, firm breasts outwards, the nipples just obvious through the thin fabric, and her naked sex mound was just waiting to be stroked, which I reached out to do.... .. but Polly had a few more tricks up her sleeve. "Fantasies are what tonight is about, and I have four in mind. But before we get into those, we must do something about this, otherwise it could be disappointing later, " and she moved her fingers lightly over my lycra covered bulge. Then she ran her hand down her own smooth mound and slipped it between her thighs. With a slight judder, she eased first one, then the other ball from her soaking cunt. "Oh, dear, looks like I need filling up again," she smiled, turned round and bent back over the desk. Needing no further encouragement, I slipped my skirt up over my aching, throbbing cock and gently slid the tip into her waiting hole. The feeling was exquisite, as inch by inch my hot member slid easily into Polly's warm and dripping cunt. She groaned with pleasure as the last of me entered and she was at last impaled to the hilt. I rubbed my stocking clad legs against her spread thighs, and then started a slow thrust, reaching round to tweak her nipples through the shiny PVC. The balls had done their work and Polly clearly couldn't hang on for long. Nor could I so I had barely got into a regular rhythm when Polly clamped her inner muscles around my penis and started to buck and grind backwards, screaming loudly as she came. Soon enough I couldn't hold back, and felt the tingling in my balls as my own orgasm flooded into Polly, lunge after lunge emptying me until I felt there was no more to come. Polly collapsed forward as her own orgasm subsided, before looking over her shoulder and saying cheekily, "now we can get down to some real teasing of that cock of yours, no danger of a misfire.. but we do need to find something to replace it..!" And with that she slid off my softening member, and stood up. A mix of our juices slowly started to trickle out from between her red and slightly swollen lips. She slid a finger along the full length of them, brought it to her mouth and slowly licked the creamy liquid from it. She had taken control of all we were doing, and I was quite happy to let it all happen to me, the sensations of the skirt and stockings and Polly's behaviour already starting a twitch in my drooping penis. Polly opened the small bag again, and selected what looked to be black latex knickers, cut high on the sides and with hardly any back. She also took out a short but thick fake rubber cock about 5" long and 2" thick. Smiling at me she handed it over, and then sat on the edge of the desk. Needing no other invitation I slipped between her open thighs, and spread those slim, net covered legs apart and upwards to rest on my shoulders. Polly lay back and presented the most fantastic yet lewd sight. Her tiny waist and pert breasts encased in shiny black plastic lay back, blond hair falling round her face, two slim, net covered legs high in the air and spread around me, and the raw, gaping lips of an already used cunt just crying out for more. I slowly inserted the tip of the dildo into her gorgeously parted cunt lips, and one thrust slid it half way home. Polly grunted in anticipation, as her vaginal walls were stretched wider apart than my own slim prick had done. Pushing firmly the remainder of the dildo slid easily between her warm and dripping lips. The sight of them spread wide apart and taking this huge thick rubber member was raising my own penis upwards again. With a soft slurp, the dildo slid all the way in and disappeared, Polly's vaginal lips closing around it and Polly gasping with the sensations. Every move she made the dildo was pressing on her inner walls and keeping her aroused and ready. I lowered her feet down, and she stood up, took the knickers and slipped them on. The latex seemed impossibly small, but stretched to cling tightly, covering her shaven mound like a second skin, and keeping the dildo in place. The thin rubber strap ran between her tight buttock cheeks, not covering anything. " Now, my turn" she said "and you have four fantasies to live through, your only choice is in the order. If you are lucky, I might have to do one myself." With that, four pieces of paper were laid on the desk, and Polly motioned me to pick one, and read it out. " You must remove Polly's clothes with only your mouth. If you use anything else, there will be a forfeit, if you take longer than 5 minutes, there will be 10 spanks for every minute extra...!" I read slowly. I looked at Polly, standing in her basque, stockings, heels and those incredibly tight latex knickers. She smiled, and indicated the time was starting. I knelt down, and licked her net covered ankle. She lifted her foot, and I eased my tongue down her heel to slide the shoe off. Taking the toe in my mouth I pulled it off her delicate foot, revealing tiny feet and toes encased in more of the black sheer fishnet. I repeated the movements on Polly's other foot, and then knelt up. Sliding my lips round the clips on the top of one suspender strap, I felt them slide across the shiny PVC. Trying desperately to ease the clip undone, my teeth finally managed to unclip the stocking. Licking my way around Polly's thigh I arrived at the second clip and repeated the trick, a little quicker. On a roll, I thought, and I slid my tongue across to her other thigh, and quickly undid the clips holding up the other stocking. I then slipped my tongue inside the net stocking, along Polly's slim thigh, and gripped her stocking top with my teeth. Leaving my tongue out between my teeth, I slid her stocking slowly down her thigh, and delicate calf, over her ankle and off her toes, giving these a quick lick as I passed by. Polly was beginning to squirm above me as I repeated the process with the second stocking, until she was moaning gently and whispering "God, that's so sexy, its a shame to stop.. but please move higher.." I did just that, standing up to take hold of the ties that held the front of the PVC basque together. A swift pull and the knot sprang loose, her small breasts pushing the top of the tightly laced PVC body out. I slid my tongue inside the top of the body, catching the tip of Polly's nipple and bringing another gasp as the nub of pink flesh shot ever more upright. Taking the rest of the PVC in my mouth I pulled hard and the laces gradually undid, revealing both her gorgeous round globes and bright pink nipples for my tongue to quickly flick over. As the basque dropped to the ground I knelt again, and took the top of her tiny skin tight latex knickers, before her hand stopped me. I stood up, and looked at Polly's flushed face. I could smell the sex musk from her dripping lips, not really hidden by the tiny briefs. "Not bad" she smiled, "Only 2 minutes over, and no other forfeits. Come here," and she sat down, letting out a soft sigh as the enclosed rubber penis moved around her inner walls, and motioning me to bend over her knee. I did so, carefully, as my erection was straining at my lycra skirt. It got ever harder, as I bent over her naked thighs and laid my prick between them. I felt her lift my skirt, and gently stroke my stocking tops and slide her hand towards my cheeks, stroking my flesh and lightly scratching it with her nails. Without warning Polly brought her other hand down on my right buttock, and I felt a sharp stinging as the blow landed. Without pausing Polly continued to spank each buttock alternately, not too hard but leaving me gasping each time with the sharp stinging pain. After ten blows, she stopped, and I felt my buttocks relax and start to glow, and I realised I had a raging erection! Polly had noticed this, and she slid her hand passed my tight hole and between my thighs to fondle the base of my prick. Then she asked me to stand up. "I thought it was twenty spanks," I said, realising I wanted the control to continue. "It is, and the other ten will come, like you, later," Polly replied, and with a smile led me back to the bed. My erection was still strong, and bulged large in the lycra skirt as I walked. Polly was still only wearing the latex briefs, and with a start I realised she still had a large rubber dildo inside her dripping cunt. "Select another forfeit, the game goes on," and Polly scratched her nails across the tight lycra around my sore buttocks, sending shivers of pain and pleasure through me. "You will be tied to the bed, and Polly will use your body until she reaches orgasm. If you reach your own orgasm before Polly, you will have to complete the remaining forfeits, if Polly reaches hers first, she will do the next forfeit. If this one has come out last, .. tough!" Polly smiled, and reached for her bag. Taking out 4 silk scarves, she motioned me to remove my skirt, and lie spread-eagled on the bed. She firmly tied each wrist to the top corner posts, then lent across and kissed me on the lips. I searched hungrily for her tongue, and we licked and nibbled lips before Polly eased away and slid her mouth down to my chest. There she sucked my sensitive nipples, giving each a quick nip before sliding on down my stomach. Trailing her tongue down my stocking covered leg, it sent tingling sensations through me as Polly then tied an ankle to the bed corner. Repeating the movement, I found myself well and truly immobilised, wearing stockings and a silk blouse and with a raging erection which Polly looked like she was about to tackle. For better access, Polly climbed onto the bed as she slid her tongue down the side of my pubic area, not quite touching my raised penis, then gently sucked one of my balls into her mouth. Placing a knee either side of my head presented me with a close up of her swollen and gorgeous labia, pink and shiny with the excitement created by our activities and the dildo within, and separated by the thin rubber of her tight knickers. Needing to try something to stop me from losing this forfeit as well, I raised my head and darted my tongue at the slippery flesh of her outer lips. Trying hard I was able to get the tip past the rubber strip of her knickers and between those lovely lips. Polly gasped as my tongue found her inner lips, and started to work its way up and down the whole length of them. Her gentle rolling of my balls in her mouth stopped as she concentrated on the sensations being administered to her. Finally my tongue reached the end of the dildo, and gently pushed on it, easing the rubber phallus a small way further in. The noises from Polly increased as it moved slowly in and out, only a small movement but giving Polly new and obviously enjoyable sensations. Her pale, slim thighs clamped hard around my head, and with my hands tied I was unable to do anything about it. A Chance Reunion Polly had all but given up her efforts on my balls, but as she let them slip out of her warm mouth, she quickly slid the whole length of my straining cock into it. Struggling hard to stop myself from coming straight away, I tried to move my attentions to Polly's clitoris. Pushing at the tight latex I found the nub of flesh already erect and poking out from between shiny pink folds. Trying to ease the shiny rubber aside I started teasing her clit, first with the tip of my tongue before I fastened my lips around it and sucked hard. Polly's clit and her wet labia slid into my mouth, her juices running down my face, and her thighs bucking and straining around my head. With one last throw of the dice, I nibbled gently on the bud between my lips, and was rewarded by a long moan from Polly's penis filled mouth and even harder clamping from her thighs as the orgasm rippled through her. Her lips grasped my shaft hard as she bucked and ground her cunt into my face, the orgasm coming in waves and releasing floods of her sweet juices, which I had no choice but to do my best to swallow. As her orgasm subsided, Polly let my raging hard prick slip from her mouth, and collapsed onto the bed beside me. She turned round, and smiled, her blond hair tousled and her untouched nipples red and proudly erect on her petite breasts. As she knelt up to release my bonds, she lent over and kissed me, this time more tenderly but tasting her own juices on my lips and tongue. "That was fantastic, I thought I was going to win. Looks like its my turn to pay the forfeit.. and I know which ones are left!" I sat up carefully, and smiled at Polly. I couldn't believe what had just happened, and my own need for relief was still uppermost in my mind when Polly reached for the last two pieces of paper. As she stood up she asked me to choose one for her, and she opened it and read it out, changing my name for hers as it now was her forfeit. My erection, already feeling at bursting point, seemed to get harder as she said, "You will go down to the bar, where Polly's 'sister' Cheryl will be waiting. She will be wearing a red dress, and you will buy her one drink. You will then both come back to the room, and you will give Cheryl an orgasm... without taking off any of her clothes. You will wear what.. Andy tells you, he will be with you all the time." I looked at Polly, expecting her to pull out of this one, but she looked flushed with excitement when she asked " so what do I wear?" I thought about it only briefly before I eased off my own red lycra skirt and passed it over. "No knickers, put your basque and stockings back on, and my check shirt." I watched her dress slowly, and sigh as she slid off her tight rubber knickers and eased the rubber phallus out from between wet and well used sex lips. I reminded her that she needed to remain full, and she smiled and sighed again as she slipped the duo-balls back into her dripping sex. I slipped on trousers, but decided to keep a thrill of my own going, with the stockings and suspender belt staying firmly in place. Where this was going I wasn't sure, but it seemed like it was going to be fun to find out!