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Dreamin'

By: suthinsoul



It's Saturday night.  I'm dressed in just my panties.  Candles are lit in the bedroom and “Knights in White Satin” is playing in the background.  The warmth of my body sends the aroma of my perfume wafting through the air.  My thoughts are of you.  I miss you and want you here beside me with a need I have never known.

As I think of you, you suddenly appear beside my bed.  My small pink nipples are hard with anticipation.  I cup my breasts in my hands and feel my hard nipples kiss my palms.  I take each one between my finger tips and roll them lightly.  I see your eyes watching me and my hands become yours.  I feel the bed I'm laying on move as you place your weight on it and straddle my right leg.  As you do, you cup my breasts in each hand and bend to take my right nipple in your mouth.  The heat of your mouth is so intense it takes my breath and I gasp softly when you suck and nibble it gently.  The pleasure of it is so intense it is almost painful and I arch my back to get closer to you.  You kiss a hot trail across my chest to my left breast and repeat the same sweet torture.  

A tingling ache starts between my legs and I know without touching myself that I am very wet with longing for you.  You raise your head and look deep into my eyes, gently pinching my nipples between your finger tips and watching my reaction.  I place my hands against your cheeks and pull you to me.  I feel your lips lightly brush mine.  Your tongue licks teasingly across my full parted lips before your mouth covers mine.  Our tongues press together and I start to suck yours gently.  You make an in and out motion with yours to suggest what is to come.  My arms go around your neck and pull you closer.  You press the length of your naked body against mine, taking most of your weight on your elbows, your arms go around my naked shoulders and your fingers slide thought my hair at the back of my head and our kiss deepens.  The feel of your lips on mine and your tongue inside my mouth is intoxicating.

Your mouth leaves mine and you kiss my cheek, then my ear and I feel your breath on my neck as you kiss a trail across my throat.  Chill bumps of pleasure show on my skin which glows in the candle light.  You continue to kiss and suck a path to my navel stopping to suck each hard little nipple again as you pass.  Your tongue dips inside my navel before you place tiny hot kisses all around its circumference.  You pull down my panties and I raise my legs in the air as you take them completely off me.  I feel the wet spot that I have made on them brush against my leg.  You are now kneeling between my legs, your hands at each side of my hips.  Our eyes lock and you smile at me before burying your mouth and nose into the softness of my shaved pussy.  I watch you love me with your mouth.  You move your head back and forth and breath in my scent.  Your eyes are closed and I think how sexy you look.  I see your hard cock standing at attention.  Each time you take a deep breath and smell my essence I see your cock jump a little and I'm happy that just the smell of me can make you hard.  You open your eyes and look at me again.  With a little smile you say, "Ummm you smell so good,  and you taste even better."  

You sit up and one hand goes under my butt and you lift me and place a pillow under me to raise me up to you.  You lay back down between my legs which are now resting across your shoulders and I am open to you to do with what you want.  You run a finger slowly across my warm, wet pussy and open the lips.  You are so close to it that I can feel your breath on me.  Your finger slides across my clit several times before you insert it into my vagina.  The wetness of it makes a soft sucking sound as you slowly finger fuck me, inserting two fingers now.  I move my hips to the rhythm of your fingers which are filling ever inch of me.  I rub my nipples between my fingers as I watch you play with me between my legs.  Oh it's feeling so good.  I never want you to stop.  Then you take one of your fingers from my vagina and rub it across my asshole getting it wet with my juices.  You then insert one finger in my pussy and the other in my asshole.  I moan softly with the pleasure you are giving me and I close my eyes.  I feel your hot mouth cover my clit and you suck on it gently while finger fucking me.  I feel my orgasm building to a height I've never known.  My hand goes to your head and I thread my fingers through your hair.  My hips are pushing and gyrating toward your hungry mouth.  I feel myself explode in wave after wave of the most powerful climax and you lick my cum as it flows over your tongue and fingers.  A soft, pleasurable cry escapes me and I feel my pussy muscles contracting and my hard little clit jumping.  

As my climax subsides you get on your knees again between my legs.  You remove the pillow from under my butt and you pull me to you.  I watch as you rub your tight balls and stoke your cock a few times.  In the candle light I see that your cock is so hard that the head of it is purple.  It is huge.  With one hand lifting my butt, the other wrapped around your huge hard cock, you rub the head of it over my dripping wet clit.  I am so sensitive after cumming that the feel of it makes me dizzy.  I feel my juices running over my asshole.  Then you guide the very tip of your cock into my slippery hot pussy and it tightens against it.  Your breathing quickens as you move the head of your cock in and out in a slow rhythm just enough to stimulate the very tip.  

I want you all the way inside me and I lift my hips to meet you.  You stop moving and just hold the head of your cock just inside my opening.  You whisper, "Don't move or I'll cum."  I whisper back, "I want you to cum."  You close your eyes and shake your head slowly, "Not yet."  Your voice is deep with passion.

Then you take your cock out of me and lean over to kiss me deeply.  You whisper against my lips, "I want you on your knees.  Come on turn over"  and you raise off me to give me room to turn over.  I position myself like you want and place a pillow under my stomach.  My butt is level with you cock.  Your cock is so hard it is sticking straight up.  You place your hands on each cheek of my butt and squeeze and your thumbs brush against my pussy.  I feel the tip of your cock push against me.  It slides across my clit as you move your hips to me.  With one hand you guide it into my pussy.  I feel my muscles tighten involuntarily around your big hard cock and a soft moan escapes you.  I look around and you have your eyes closed and your head is back in ecstasy.  You push your hard cock all the way inside me and I feel the head of it tease my cervix.  I push back against you and rotate my hips and you groan with pleasure.  I feel your finger slip inside my asshole and you move it around in a circle and in and out.  I pitch my body forward and your cock slides out a little, and I push back and it slides back in.  You breathe heavily and pick up the pace.  Your hips move and your cock slides in and out of me stopping just short of pulling out each time.  You finger fucks my asshole while your cock fucks my pussy and I feel my climax building again.  I feel your cock getting bigger and I didn't think that was possible.  Just as my climax explodes I feel you shoot your hot cum inside me and your cock jerks.  You shove it in and out of me and I hear you grunt with the effort of your cumming.  You fuck me until we are both sated.  With your cock still deep inside me you place hot kisses on the back of my neck and my ear.  You whisper to me how good I feel to you.  We stay like this for a little while, both of us pushing against each other delighting in the feel of your cock still deep inside me.

When your cock starts to soften and slip out we separate and lay in each others arms.  We kiss passionately and run our hands over one another's skin.  We are both sensitive to touch now and it almost tickles.

After a while we lie still, my head is on your shoulder, your arms are around me, and our legs are intertwined.  I hear your heartbeat against my ear and take in the warm smell of you.  Right before I drift off to sleep I open my eyes to look at you once more and see that what I thought was your body is just my pillow and I am alone once more.  But the thought of you keeps me relaxed and I sleep peacefully until morning.

Dreamin'



18-year-old Josh prepared for bed with a little trepidation. Would tonight be the same? he thought. For the last week or so his sleep had been interrupted by the strangest dreams. Usually he had no recollection of his dreams come morning but these had stuck with him. Not quite nightmare, not quite wet-dream but an odd combination of both. Fear and desire mixed into one emotion like the shivery feeling you get when a lover runs an ice-cube down your spine, shocking yet pleasurable. 

The dreams had basically been the same, a nebulous figure indistinct like a distant shape in the fog but close enough to be heard as she whispered "soon, soon I will come to you". He shuddered as he recalled the words so full of passion but ominous all the same. As he lay on the pure white linen sheets of his king sized four poster bed he was aware of the fact that while he had goose-bumps running over his body he also was in a state of semi-arousal. Would tonight be the night he saw the figure that matched the sensuous voice or would the message be the same, full of promise yet mixed with unknown threat. These were the thoughts that ran through Josh's mind as he drifted off to sleep.

Waking with a start, Josh sat upright and gazed about his spacious loft apartment. Was that a voice he heard calling his name? His eyes darted about he large room, illuminated by the light of the newly risen full moon streaming in the French doors which led to the balcony. Was anyone there in the shadows of the corners? He felt like a child again when the night was full of ghosts and wraiths lingering in the corners of your vision. Delicious terror lurking in the shadows of a bedroom, when fairy tales were real and there were monsters lying in wait under the bed. 

Shrugging off these feelings Josh almost laughed out loud. Jeez he thought, I have to calm down. He rose from his bed and padded naked to the French doors, his lean athletic body moved easily across the rich hardwood floors. Opening one door he gazed out over the sleeping city, the moonlight shining down on his frame, accentuating the muscles of his abdomen and his nicely toned arms and legs. His cock swung loosely between his thighs, nestled between the hanging orbs of his balls. 

A trick of the light made the circumcised head seem to shine and he reached down to fondle himself. He lazily stroked himself as he thought of the mysterious voice, so silky, alluring, tantalizing yet full of hidden danger. His proud 7 inch dick grew in his hand as he slowly rubbed up and down the veiny shaft. The bulbous head swelled under his ministrations as echoes of the voice filled his mind. 

Suddenly snapping out of his reverie he realized where he was. Damn, he thought, people will think I am some kind of perv jerking off in front of an open door. Shutting the door he returned to his bed and slid onto the cool sheets, his dick still hard and pulsing. Thinking that he might as well finish the job since he was "up" he rolled towards the night-stand to fetch the tube of lube. However as he rolled he was surprised to see that the door which he thought he had closed now stood open, a gentle breeze wafting through it bringing a trace of fog into the room. 

I am really starting to lose it Josh thought as he began to rise from the bed only to be frozen into place by the voice. "Stop" the sultry voice commanded and Josh felt a ripple of fear course through his veins. His eyes raced around the room until they fell upon a figure who was now standing in the previously unoccupied doorway. A tall, slender, yet voluptuous woman stood there silhouetted in the streaming moonlight. Her dress was a long gauzy black material that did little to conceal the lithe figure under it. With the moonlight shining through Josh could see the long muscular legs that led up to the junction of her toned thighs. It was very obvious that there were no panties concealing that juncture and he thought he could see a trace of her lips in the moonlight. 

As she turned to shut the door he could see the profile of her magnificent breasts, sitting high on her chest without any trace of sag. The large aureolas were prominently evident as were the nipples themselves which seemed as if they would burst through the thin fabric at a moments notice. As his gaze continued upward she turned back into the room. He followed a long willowy neck up to an angular face. Her shoulder length jet black hair framed an unnaturally pale face which in contrast to the depth of color of her hair was strikingly beautiful, the skin so light it was almost translucent. Adding to the contrast were a pair of full pouty lips, deep red in color but naturally so it seemed. The tip of an equally red tongue protruded slightly from those smiling luscious lips. Her eyes were the most riveting feature of all, black as the bottom of a well on a moonless night but with tiny motes in the core which seemed to dance about. They were set rather deep into her face and framed with extraordinary long thick lashes below razor thin eyebrows the same jet black of her hair. 

Josh found himself lost in those eyes and while this appraisal of the sudden intruder took only moments it seemed like hours had passed before he could tear his gaze away. He was aware that his body was drenched in sweat and that awful feeling of true terror had his stomach in a death-grip. Summoning his courage he prepared to speak. His mouth opened to demand of her what she was doing in his loft and how did she come to be five stories above the street level as there was no fire escape or other access to his balcony, the steep tiled roof making it impossible to reach from above. 

Before he could speak, her mesmerizing eyes once again caught his and he found himself unable to speak. "Shhhh little one, no need for you to speak, you have nothing to say that would interest me. Lie back and be still." The fear he had felt on her abrupt arrival was running off his body like the sweat it had produced was running down his face. His cock, shrunken down by the same fear like a turtle pulled into its shell began to slowly emerge once again as she glided over to the side of the bed, his balls which had tightened up, relaxed and resumed their normal position beneath his ever lengthening rod. Compelled by the sultry voice and the hypnotic eyes he found himself at ease, no need to talk no need to move, just be. "Ah my sweet, I had not planned on coming to you tonight but when I saw you in your doorway, pleasuring yourself I could not resist" she whispered, her voice sending little chills up his spine.

"You are such a lovely thing, perfect, a fine specimen of a man." Her tongue darted out of her mouth which was besides his head and flicked into his ear. Electricity at this first touched coursed through his body and his dick suddenly expanded to its full size, jutting up at an angle from his groin, throbbing with urgency the head going almost purple in color from the onrush of blood that engorged it. Her tongue left his ear and slowly slithered down his neck following the line of the large vein there which pulsed with every beat of his heart. Her hands meanwhile were not idle. They traced the outline of his sturdy chest, playing with the fine hairs that surrounded the nipples which became like pebbles under her touch. Her mouth now was descending like her hands, planting little kisses and nibbles all over the firm muscles of his torso, stopping to suck on this piece of flesh or that. 

The soft but strong fingers traced the outline of Josh's abs, kneading the flesh while traveling ever lower. Her shining hair framed her face when she looked up at him, a small grin tickling the corners of her luscious mouth. "Is this for me?" she asked while her hand slid under his nuts and hefted them, jiggling the fleshy orbs while his cock incredibly seemed to grow larger and harder still. The other hand travelled up his shaft, the grip firm yet gentle and a clear drop appeared on the head. Her tongue darted out licking just the tip of the head clean. In response the fleshy pole lurched in her hand which was jacking slowly up and down the firmness. Lowering her head once again she took the tip into her mouth sucking gently. Josh had never felt anything like this before in his life. 

While no stranger to blow jobs, some of which he had considered world class, nothing came close to the feelings which overwhelmed his senses. It was like someone had plugged his dick into an electric socket while at the same time plunged it into a glass of ice water. If not for her firm hand at the base of his member and the sudden squeezing of his balls by the other hand Josh would surely had erupted at once. "Not yet little one, let me feast on this tasty morsel some more." Suddenly plunging back down on his straining member she engulfed him to the root in one motion. 

Now the sensation changed. The softest warmest cavern imaginable surrounded his cock only to change once again as a deep vibration emanated from her gut and travelled through his dick to reach to his very core. The feeling was so strong Josh almost swooned from the ecstasy that was centered on his manhood. The vibrations changed as she started moving his dick in and out of her mouth, her hand following her lips as they raced up and down. The tip of his cock would enter her throat on each downward stroke and he could feel the muscles of her throat massaging it as she swallowed him. No amount of pressure could hold him back from the urgent release his body craved and she could sense this.

Even though her mouth was full of his hot throbbing member Josh could hear her saying "Yes little one give me your essence, release the nectar you have stored here."

With that phrase ringing in his head and the pressure of her hands on his hairy orbs Josh exploded deep into her sucking mouth. Jet after jet of scalding cum raced up the shaft and squirted into her hungry mouth. His head spun from the intensity of it all, his body rigid as a wooden beam as he pulsed the last of his seed. Then there was a sharp prick at the base of his cock and he deflated while still in her sucking mouth. His senses already on the verge of overload from the orgasmic experience of his life failed him completely and he collapsed on the sweat soaked sheets. "Be happy little one that I had already fed this night, you were just a sweet desert."

Rising late the next morning, Josh felt oddly tired but exhilarated. Wow, that was one hell of a dream he thought as he padded naked into the bath. He did not notice the two tiny red spots marring the pristine white linen sheets of the bed.



Dreamin'



I've spent so many nights without you...I can't stop thinking about the letters we sent back and forth.

An answer to a secret prayer as you slip into my bedroom in the dead of the night and ravage me, Take me...Tonight i'm yours.

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Dreamin for Semen



Hello, my name is Stacy Keibler, and I'm 24 years old. I am about 6 foot 1 inches tall, and weigh somewhere around 125 pounds, depending on when you catch me. My measurements are 34B, 24, 35. I have dark black hair, and I guess you could say I'm pretty good looking, as I've never had any trouble attracting men. My eyes are brown, and my best feature is probably my tits, although many guys also like my legs, which I keep long, trim and lean with a lot of bicycling and jogging.

   I have a master's degree, income of over $75,000 a year, own my own home and closets full of expensive and luxurious clothes, all of which I bought myself, thank you. I work for the WWE of course, and am pretty outgoing and friendly. Now, with that out of the way, I thought I'd let you know why I decided to put down some of my sexual experiences on paper. I've been sexually active since I was 15, from the first tentative petting and groping around with guys in high school, through various torrid affairs in college, and up to several fairly good and satisfying relationships since I graduated. I am not seeing any one particular man right now, but that's more or less the way I want it.

   You might say that I have a particular fetish. I love semen. Sperm. Jizz. Cum. Jizzum. Whatever you care to call it, I love it. I love the feeling of cum on my body, almost anywhere I can feel it. I love the warm, wet, sticky feeling it leaves me with. I love the smell, the starchy, kind of acrid odor it has (although that varies from guy to guy). I love the feeling of it. I
just love the thought of semen, and the fact that it's my attractiveness that makes a guy come. I love watching guys jerk off for me, and the more
the merrier! Most of my early sexual experiences were jerking a guy off, or better yet, watching him do it himself, and the sight of that cock pulsing and then the little eye opening up and the semen spurting out just turns me on no end.  And I think I'm different from most women in that regard. Most of my girlfriends seem to get all goofy at the thought of a guy's cum.

   They think it's messy or icky or something, and usually, in some manner, remove it from their bodies as soon as they can, either by rushing to the bathroom and holding their pussy lips open and dripping it all into the toilet, or wiping it off with a sheet or towel or something. NOT ME! I love the feeling of cum. I can feel it when a guy comes in my pussy. I feel every shot, if it's strong enough. But I must admit, I'd rather see it than feel it. So I don't complain if the guy wants to pull out and come on my pubes or belly or wherever. When he does, I love to rub it around with my finger and feel it spreading over my skin. I shave my pussy lips and most of the
hair around there, and just leave a little patch up top of my mound.

   I guess over the years I've rubbed gallons of semen into my skin, and I hope to be doing it for many years to come (no pun intended!). Several guys(including Vince) I've dated liked to watch porno movies with me, and if you've ever seen one, you know that the highlight of them invariably is when the man pulls out of whatever hole he happens to be in and jerks off on the
girl or girls with him. I'm not sure why the 'cum-shot' is so necessary, but I guess it has to do with enhancing the visual aspect of the fucking.
Somehow, having the camera come in for a close-up on some gal's pussy and watching the cum drip out of it just doesn't seem to do the trick. I've read
some comments on porno movies that talk about how dumb the cum shot is, and how it's not realistic, but hell, the entire concept of an adult movie is
fantasy, not reality, right?

   My favorite kind of cum-shot scene is when the guy sperms on a girl's face. I've kind of made a hobby of analyzing the various girl's reactions to
the shots, and its really kind of interesting. Some girls turn their heads or lean back, as if they're afraid to get any of it on them. Others seem to really look forward to it, and you can tell they enjoy getting creamed. I say, if they're in that business, then you'd think they get off on all that cum and it's surprising how some of them can fuck and suck with total
abandon, and yet when the guy cums towards their face, they duck out of the way. There's one male actor in particular who I've seen in a bunch of movies, I think his name is Peter North, who comes like no one I've ever seen before.

   I've seen him splatter some girls who are lucky they didn't drown in the stuff. The trouble with most guys I've seen is that they can't control where they shoot once they start - they spray the cum all over the place, and you're lucky if half of it lands on the target! Anyway, like I said, I like watching 'face-cums', which I guess is odd for a woman. I understand they're
popular with many guys. The only thing I like better than watching face-cums is DOING THEM! I think I'd rather have cum on my face than anywhere else on or in my body. For one thing, it turns the guy's on tremendously, and me too.
The first time I ever got sperm on my face was almost by accident.

   We were fucking along, and somehow just as the guy started to cum, we got disconnected. His cock popped out of my pussy and he grabbed it and jerked on it and his first big shot came out and hit me right on the mouth! I jumped in surprise and could just lay there as he pumped the rest of his cum out on my belly and tits. But I licked my lips and loved the smooth, hot feel of his cum on me there. Sure, I'd given blow jobs for a long time, and was never squeamish about swallowing the cum if the guy wanted me to do that, but usually the cock was way back in my mouth when it came, and I never tasted it or anything.

   Well, that kind of got me into it. Now, I much prefer my men to pull out and come up and explode all over my face if they can. I enjoy regular fucking and usually climax easily. But nothing tops a good round of lovemaking like having your partner show his appreciation by pumping a wad or two or three of hot, salty cum on your face. When that happens, I can feel my pussy walls contract and sometimes, but not always, I even have another orgasm. I rub the semen into my skin and lick it from my fingers if there's enough. I love to lay there for a few moments afterwards and feel it drying and cooling on my skin.

   I've had cum in my mouth, on my lips, cheeks, chin, nose, forehead, neck, throat, eyes (it stings sometimes!), hair, boobs, belly, pubes, ass, back, legs, and feet. Except for places like between my shoulder blades on my back and maybe the soles of my feet, I think I've at some point or another had sperm on almost every part of my body. I even had one guy cum in my ear - now that was bizarre! I've had cum in my pussy, but never in my ass. My ass just isn't very sensitive to sexual play, I guess. I've had guys finger me
there, but I didn't find it pleasurable, so I've never let anyone fuck me in the ass.

   Sometimes at work if I'm daydreaming or thinking about sex, I like to imagine scenes of guys I see around me ejaculating on my face. I don't usually date guys where I work, because I have a feeling that my little fetish might get me in trouble around here - the management is very
conservative, and if they knew they had a mid-level employee who went around encouraging men to plant seeds on her face, they might not take it
too kindly. Too bad for them! Men are strange sometimes. They seem to love it when you let them come on your face, but they can't stand the idea of some other man doing to you.

   I told one guy I was dating, only half-joking, that I'd like for him to get about half a dozen guys to come home and fuck me some night, and I'd want each of them to cum on my face. He just about went crazy - he said that that was stupid and there's no way he'd ever let me do that. This from a guy who not 2 minutes earlier had pumped a massive load of jizz all over my cheek. I said that he had a lot of nerve telling me that he wouldn't let ME do it, after all it was my face I wanted wet, not his. But he just couldn't handle
it, so we kind of broke up soon after that. I secretly hope his current girlfriend, if he has one, doesn't let him cum anywhere but up her pussy, and then she washes it out right away. It'd serve him right.

But, to get back to my main reason for writing this little tale, I thought it might be a kick to think about some of the better splashings I've had, tell you about them, and offer some advice to you ladies out there who may read this to help you adapt to a VERY SEXY new wrinkle in your relationships. I know that some of you may be a bit hesitant about this, (as I was) but I guarantee that once you get into it, it becomes a very arousing event. And your men will love it! I just stopped for a few minutes and tried to think
back and calculate the number of times I've gotten creamed in the last year. This counts multiple times by the same partner, too. It was over 30.

   I keep a diary of my appointments and dates, so as I went back over my evenings and days with some of my men friends, I found myself remembering
the events fairly well, although a lot of it has tended to blend together. I'll try to highlight the most memorable ones for you all here, and I hope I can remember the best parts. Last June I was seeing a man named Tony, a professional designer. He was kinda sexy and handsome, but not an Adonis by any stretch of the imagination. But he had a wonderful sense of humor and was very honest and open with me, and I liked that. We knew almost from the start that we probably wouldn't get really serious romantically, but we
had a good time together, and that's what we both wanted.

   One evening after a show and a nice dinner, we went back to his place and had sex for about three hours. I sucked him, he sucked me, we fucked and just in general wore ourselves out. He ate my pussy for about 45 minutes, and I must have come about 10 times. Finally I got too sensitive and I had to make him stop. I rolled him over and got my mouth around his cock. His cock was not too long, about 6 or 7 inches, I guess, but it had a nice shape and was always clean and fresh. (That's another thing that I forgot to tell you about, guys, if you want a woman to stick her face all over your cock, make
sure it's clean and doesn't smell like you haven't washed for a week!).

   His balls were nice, rolling around in his scrotum under my fingers. I sucked his shaft in all the way and pumped my mouth up and down for a while. He put his hands in my hair and guided me up and down, so I knew how fast or slow he wanted to go. Then I stopped for a second to catch my breath, and I asked him if he wanted to cum this way. Evidently it's very sexy for a man to hear a woman say "Do you want to cum in my mouth?" because he just groaned and said "Oh god yes" or something like that. So I flipped over on my back
and pulled him up straddling my boobs and put a pillow behind my head. I reached around him and grabbed his ass-cheeks and pulled him back into my
mouth.

   I had the tip of his cock in just past my lips, and could tighten my lips just past the edge of his glans. Then I started jerking the rest of his cock, pumping it into my mouth. I was looking up at him, and he was looking down at me, and I could tell that I had him completely in my power. I could have stopped and told him to jump out the window and he would have. I could feel
his shaft pulsing and getting ready to cum, and his ass tightened up and then I felt the first spurt of cum back in my mouth. I quickly pulled his cock out and held it up to my face, still jerking. He shot out 6 or 7 spurts of cum, and it went up my face, over my eyes and into my forehead and everywhere.

   I could feel it on my lips and chin and across the bridge of my nose, too. I came again, a small one, but nice nonetheless, when he did. Finally he
stopped shooting and I just rubbed the head of his cock around on my face, spreading the warm sperm around and smoothing it into my skin. I swallowed the bit I had in my mouth, and then opened my mouth and showed him that it was all gone. He leaned down and kissed me, and stuck his tongue in where his cock had just been.  That was nice. I spent the rest of the night with him, and ended up the next day with his cum in my pussy, on my stomach, on my boobs, and once more in my mouth.

   Another time I was out of town at a signing, and there was nobody else from my company attending, so I figured I be able to really let my hair down and go wild without any problems. The first day there, I sat with these two guys
who worked somewhere in the mid-west, and we got to talking. They seemed attractive enough, and certainly paid me a lot of attention, which I liked. We went to lunch, and then dinner together, and when one of them suggested (almost timidly!) that we three all go back up to his room for a nightcap, I said, sure why not. But I told them I wanted to stop at my room first to
change and get comfortable. I could see their faces kind of droop, because I was wearing a pretty short skirt and heels and a light lace blouse, and they probably thought I was going to change into sweatpants and a tee-shirt or something.

   Normally I would have, if I was going to be alone. But I was feeling kinda kinky, and wanted to give these nice guys a treat they'd never forget. I always travel prepared, so I changed into the shortest skirt I had with me, a leather model about six inches long that's almost indecent, a red garter belt, white stockings, and took off my bra but kept the blouse. You could
pretty much see my boobs right through it, but what the hell. When I knocked on the door to the room and he opened it, I thought he was going to have a heart attack as soon as he saw me. I guess he could pretty well tell that I had sex on my mind, or I wouldn't have dressed like that. I didn't mind, as I did indeed have sex on my mind.

   I sat on the bed and stretched out my legs while the guys (I think their names were Jeff and Chris) sat on two chairs. We chit-chatted for a while about this and that, and as we talked, I made sure my skirt rode up just enough to show the tops of my stockings, which wasn't much! Chris's eyes popped out and he said "Wow! You're wearing stockings!" or something, and I blushed and said, yes, do you like them?  Well, one thing let to another and in about 5 minutes both guys were lying next to me on the bed, sucking my boobs. I'd been in a few three-ways before, but not recently. I love the feeling of four hands on my body, or two sets of lips kissing me everywhere. I just laid back and enjoyed the feeling, as their hands roamed all over my body.

   I think they were both a little tentative about going further south on me, although Jeff was rubbing my thighs up near my stocking-tops. I spread my legs a little farther apart to encourage him to go higher, and finally just
unzipped the skirt and had him pull it off me completely. My blouse had come off earlier, so now I'm lying there on the bed in my garter-belt and stockings. I made the guys get undressed for me, and they both had fairly nice bodies, although Jeff was a little too chubby for me. Then for the next half hour or so, they took turns fucking me, although I told them not to cum
in me, but to save it, and when I said it with a gleam in my eye, I think they might have guessed what I wanted.

   So they took turns, and as one got close to the edge, he'd pull out and relax a bit by sucking on my boobs or kissing me, and the other one climbed on. It was very good for me, as I had nice hard cock in me for about 20 minutes straight, and I climaxed several times. I could see that Chris's cock was just about ready to burst, and Jeff's was probably getting close too. I told them I wanted them to cum on me, in my sluttiest voice and manner. They just went nuts, and I maneuvered them so that they were kneeling on either side of my head, and I just went from cock to cock,turning my head and sucking the tip of one, then the other, and watching them pump themselves.

   I think they had never been this close to each other's cocks, as Jeff got a bit soft at the beginning (guys are so weird like that, get one with a hard cock near another cock and pffft! sometimes), but my mouth can get any cock hard, so in a couple of minutes I had them both just about bubbling over.

   "I want you guys to splatter me," I said in a hoarse voice.

   "Where? Can we cum in your mouth?" one of them said.

   "Yes, yes, I want it there, all over my face, too" I egged them on, knowing that it would probably put them over the edge. Sure enough, Chris groaned and I felt his cock jerk and a spit of semen flew out and hit me on the side of the nose. I turned to him and opened my mouth and he shot again, this time right onto my mouth and lips.

   I heard Jeff say "Now, NOW!" so I turned my head and was immediately drenched with Jeff's semen. He was jerking his cock all over the place and the sperm was flying out in drips and drops rather than in streams. I felt it splatter around on my face, and then I felt Chris's cum hit me on the left side of my cheek and face. I loved it! Cum was raining down on me, and the guys were grunting and groaning like mad. Chris put his hand on my head and turned my face towards him, and pushed his cock at me and shot another
couple of streams of cum at my mouth. While he was doing that, I could feel Jeff's cum dripping all over the back of my neck and my right cheek and jaw.

   By the time it all ended, I had sperm all over my face, in my hair and all over the place. I had drops of it on my boobs and neck, too. The guys
just fell back, totally blown away (no pun intended). I guess they'd never seen anything like that before. I rubbed the warm sperm into my skin, noticing the different consistencies - Jeff's was thinner and more watery, while Chris's was thick and much whiter, and had a slightly less tangy taste to it. While I rubbed their sperm in, Jeff masturbated me for a few seconds
and rubbed my clit very nicely, I guess hoping to get me to climax again. I did, just for him!

   The next day we sat together again, and that night back in my room I gave them both really long, wet slurpy blowjobs and had them cum in my mouth. I blew them both twice, with about 45 minutes in between when they sucked my pussy in turns and I came about ten times or so, I lost count it was so good. Now there were two guys who definitely didn't want to go home when that
conference was over! Over the past few months I've fucked about 20 or 25 guys here and there, mostly on one-night stands. One time I was at a club, just relaxing and having a drink and watching the people there. A guy came over to
me and asked me to dance, and we danced a while.

   He was pretty direct, and when we got back to my table after a slow dance, when I could feel his cock hardening in his pants, he asked if I'd spend the night with him. I thought for a second or so, and then said yes, I would. But only if he could find some more entertainment for me.

   He said "what do you mean?" and I said I was in the mood for some real fucking, and could he find some more men. He said "How many?" and I said, half joking, 'oh, 7 or 8 will do." His eyes widened and he said "You're not a pro, are you" and I laughed and said no, I just wanted a good old-fashioned gang bang. (I'd never been in one, but I was feeling slightly tipsy and just said it on a whim.)  He gulped and said he'd make some calls, so he went and called a couple of friends of his who spread the word. An hour later I was
at his apartment, doing a strip tease for 9 horny guys! Two were black, which was a first for me, too. They were laughing and drinking and having a good old time, and so was I, I'm afraid. I'd never been the object of attention for so many men at once, and I was half-scared, half-anxious to see what would happen.




Dreamin for Semen



I've found that many men are good at talking up a good fuck, but when it comes right down to it, some of them lose faith when it's time to drop the drawers and have at it. I told them that they'd all get to fuck me, but on my terms, and if any of them misbehaved or got rough I'd stop the whole thing. I wasn't too afraid of being raped or anything against my will, but you can
never tell. So one after the other, I fucked them or sucked them, or both at the same time a couple of times. Of course, I told them to not cum if they could help it, because I wanted to show them something special when they did. One or two couldn't hold it, and shot their cum in my pussy, and one guy spermed my mouth, but that was OK by me, I enjoyed it all.

   They made sure that I had several climaxes, and my pussy was wetter than I've ever known it (it could have been the two big loads of semen in it too!). Finally I told them that it was time for the grand finale. I really got into the act now. I told them I was a "cum freak", and wanted to see all their cum shoot out of their cocks. I told them I ate cum, and loved it on my boobs and face and all over. I said I'd drink it out of a glass if they could fill it up. I really laid it on thick. Of course, the cum dripping from my
mouth from the guy who came there didn't hurt the image. So I stretched out on this guy's coffee table on a couple of towels and the nine guys gathered around me and started to jerk off.

   What a sight! Here I was, naked, cum drooling out of my pussy, with nine hard cocks of varying sizes and shapes and colors pointing at me, just
waiting to explode. I fingered my pussy and clit while I watched them jerk off, all the time talking about watching their cum fly out and land on me. The first guy to cum pointed his cock at me and sprayed cum all over my stomach and boobs. The second guy got my face all wet. Then it started to really fly out, and I couldn't tell which was which. All I remember was that my face got totally covered, more than I've ever had on it, and I've had a lot of cum on my face. I got it in my mouth as well, of course. I had it in
my hair, and all over my belly and pubes, but most of the guys aimed for my face, the darlings. I was frigging my clit and moaning and orgasming all the time.

   After the shower ended, the host came up with a glass and said "Ok, Linda, drink up!" and gave me the glass. I giggled and ran the glass around my body where I could, dripping the semen into it. I got most of it into the glass, except the cum in my hair and mouth. There was about an inch or so of it by the time I got done. I held it up to the light like a wine taster, spinning it around in my fingers. Then I sat up, held the glass above my mouth and tipped it over, spilling all the sperm right into my mouth. I let it all drip into my mouth, then I swallowed it all with gusto.The guys were chanting 'GO, GO, GO' as I did it, like it was some kind of test or something. But I think they'd all agree that I passed their test with flying colors! That was my
most memorable sexual experience, and I'm thinking of trying to arrange something like that again.

   I thought you might also be interested in my thoughts as the local cum-queen. For you guys out there, here are some hints on how to get your
lady to let you cum on her face or body. And for you ladies, here are some impressions from another woman that may dispel your fears or anxieties. Semen isn't like acid or anything. It's mostly water and fluid from the prostate gland, and about 1 percent or so actual sperms.  While we're on the subject, let's talk about that. Should you let a man come on your face?
Some women say "NO, never!" Others may say "sometimes, but not often". Others say "Shit, yeah, whenever he wants". I'm in the last group.

   There's nothing really wrong with it, and it doesn't make you a slut or whore just because you and your guy enjoy this kind of sexual expression. Probably some of the most stuck-up or catty bitches you know would never let a man
come anywhere near their face, and I wouldn't want to put myself in the same class as them. You know who I'm talking about. For example, can you picture that McMahon-Helmsley bitch taking cum in her mouth? Or Pamela Anderson? Jenna Bush, for Gods' sake!

   When that first spray hits you, it'll probably make you jerk your head back, and you have to resist the natural urge to turn away. If you can,
direct the cock onto your cheekbones and lips. If the intensity and spray is strong enough, see if you can even get some on your forehead. To some
guys, nothing looks sexier than your hair plastered down to your forehead with his sperm.  Of course, we have to wash it out after a while, but what the hell, we've all had gunkier stuff than that in our hair, right? After the guy (or guys!) has stopped cumming, you'll want to rub the semen around and into your skin. It feels really sexy and good, and is better than if
you let it dry on your skin, when it can get all crackly and dry out.

   Close your eyes and just revel in the feel and aroma of it, and remember that it's a precious gift from your man.  If he's any good at all, your
guy will probably be very appreciative of your performance, and who knows, may be ready for another go-round! That's all that I can say for now. Bye!



Dreaming



In my dream, I knew we were going to make love, it was a forgone conclusion.

I disrobed, hung my clothes on a chair and stepped into the shower. I had just adjusted the water temperature when she slid in behind me. I wanted to turn around to look at her beautiful, soft body, but she wouldn't let me.

She encircled me with her arms and whispered, "Let me bathe you and then you can do me."

That was only the beginning of one of the most erotic dreams of my life! 

Her soapy hands running over my back, my chest, my buttocks and eventually down my legs had me on the edge of ecstasy. When she told me to turn aground, I was oblivious to everything except my own feelings until I suddenly became aware that the magnificent creature doing these things to me was also nude.

Her lathered up hands continued to slither over my shoulders, chest, stomach and were on their way to my groin before I realized that if she touched me in just the right place down there, I would loose it all and be denied the ultimate enjoyment that the union of our bodies would bring.

She must have known it too because she stopped, turned around, and said, "OK, its your turn to do me, and don't miss anything, and I mean anything!"

I soaped my hands and began to rub them across the velvety skin that was presented to me. I paid special attention to each part as I came to it, her neck, back, shoulders and slowly, very cautiously around her body to her breasts. I had been very careful not to let my blood-engorged member touch her, but when I caressed her hard little nipples she suddenly, and (I think) on purpose, backed into me. I clasped my arms tight around her body, holding it tight against the object of my lust and kissed her on the neck.

She spun around in my arms and tilted her face up to be taken. Her lips and mouth were the sweetest, softest things I had ever encountered. When she opened her mouth and accepted my tongue, my animal like lust was forgotten. Although my body was crying out for relief, my mind would have been satisfied to spend eternity with my mouth pressed against hers, my hands sliding over the satin of her skin and feeling the contentment and peace as the warm water washed over us. 

She brought me back to my senses by breaking the kiss. She put her head on my chest and gasped, "I have never been kissed quite like that." She slid her hand down to my groin, whispering, "I want you to make love to me now." 

I was sure I could do that!

I picked her up in my arms and, without drying either of us off, took her into the next room and deposited her on the bed. Lying there with the droplets of water shimmering on her creamy skin, her petite, perfect body was a feast for my eyes. I wanted to devour her, taste each morsel of her being. I leaned over and again touched those wondrous lips to mine. This time it was me that broke away. I had to put my mouth against those breasts, to suckle on the nipples as I was born to do.

When my mouth touched the hard little button she sighed, "Oh, my God." As if I had done it a hundred, nay a thousand times before, I swapped back and forth, from one to the other, each switch followed by a moan of pleasure from her. 

The moisture from the shower on her body was like sugar water as I licked my way down, lapping each drop, pausing at her navel, poking at it with my tongue so she would know exactly what was in store for her when I reached my final destination. She put her hand on my head, pushing me even closer to my goal. I found my divine target. Now, her breath was a series of short quick gasps, coming in unison with the probes of my tongue.

Earlier, I had thought the water droplets were sweet, now I encountered nectar. Honey greeted my taste buds as my tongue licked, poked and probed at the most private part of her body. She was wiggling so much I had difficulty keeping my mouth in contact with her. Within moments her soft sighs changed to a low moan and she clamped her legs tight around my head. Even if I wanted to, I would not have been able to escape. But, I didn't want to; I wanted to keep doing this forever, to keep bringing this kind of pleasure to this delicate woman as long as I had breath in my body.

With a final shudder and a sharp intake of breath, she slowly released her vice-like grip on my head and pushed me away, cooing in her soft tones, "Oh, stop. I am so sensitive that I can't stand it. It has been a long time since I had sex with anyone but I don't remember it ever being that good. Come up here and lay besides me for a few minutes and let me catch my breath."

With reluctance I left my treasure trove and started back the way I came, kissing and licking my way to her tummy, her breasts and, finally, her mouth. She accepted my lips upon hers without regard to the exotic wetness on them. Once again, my tongue entered her, only this time I danced with her tongue, felt the smoothness of her teeth and tasted the sweetness there.

She pushed me over onto my back, whispering, "Now, it's my turn to make you beg me to stop!"

She straddled my stomach and slid down until she was pushing hard against the manifestation of my arousal. With a deft move, she rose up and slowly settled back letting that part of me experience the warm nest that my tongue had so recently enjoyed. She began a slow rocking motion that caused all reason to leave me. Every sense, every nerve ending, every factor of my being, was concentrated in the seven inches of my flesh that was imbedded in her soft body.

I don't know how long we were joined, it may have been seconds, minutes or even hours but slowly, I became aware of the fire building inside of me. My hands crept up from her waist to cup, caress and fondle her breasts. She was sitting upright, head back and eyes closed. Her rocking-horse gait was slow and deliberate. Imperceptibly it began to speed up. Faster and faster she rode until I began to match her movements. I was plunging myself in and out of her with wild abandon. I was far beyond the point of no return when she began to gasp. Suddenly, I could feel pulse after pulse of my seed being implanted deep within her as I climaxed. 

The ultimate fulfillment of our tryst was realized moments later. With a loud moan and a final shudder she collapsed on top of me, panting for breath. I put my arms around her and held her tight, her wet hair cool against my chest. 

I drifted off to sleep again, still in her, still holding her. 

Oh, please let me dream that dream again tonight!

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Dreaming



Introduction:

Jim Beam is the focal character of this fantasy. His adventures, endeavors and achievements are limited only by the imagination of BlackHat. Please read and enjoy then vote and send your comments, for the ratings and your thoughts are BlackHat's only reward and encouragement. ~

"Baby, tomorrow is Saturday. Why are you setting the alarm?"

"I want to get up and go shopping but I can do that without the alarm if you don't want to get up with me."

"Thanks baby."

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~~~ ' That feels great baby. Yea! Roll my nuts between you fingers! Ummm Your going to get creamed if you keep that up! Right there under the head baby.' ~~~

Is it morning? Is this a dream? It must be a dream, after all the old lady ain't woke me up this way in years! It sure feels real! Just the right touch to make it feel good but not enough to cause my morning hard-on to erupt. It must be a dream! A dream I'm not going to end! I'm just going to lay here and let it happen! A least I'll get this "morning hard-on" taken care of even if it is in my dream!

~~~ 'Yea go down on it baby! Tongue the head baby'! ~~~

Is this a dream? Fuck I want to cum! This can't be a dream! My eyes open and the sun light blinds me! This isn't any dream! "Haaaaaaaaaaaaa". Fuck something is in my mouth and I can't talk. Shit my hand and arms won't move! My legs too! I'm tied and gagged! There's a pillow on my chest and I can't see my baby giving me the blow job! Dam it sure feels good! 

"Just lay back and enjoy, honey" She whispered.

My balls are on fire! I have a raging hard-on! My wife is giving me the tease job, and I can't even watch because of the pillow! I wiggle to try and get the pillow to slide off! Her hands grab the pillow and throw it aside. Fuck it's not my wife! It's my sister, Bea!

"There, does that make you feel better? Sue left a couple of hours ago. I'm supposed to take good care of you so just lay back and let Bea take care of everything. You sure sleep sound! I tied you up and got 30 minutes of pre-cum before you woke up!" 

Bea stood on the bed and straddled my chest! For a big woman, Bea stands 5Ft 9, measures 42-30-40 and weighs in at nearly 180Lbs, her legs are firm and shapely. At the apex, her cunt is gaping wide. The pussy juice is hanging from her draping lips like rain drops on a leaf. She held an eight inch rubber dildo with a short and smaller second head. Slowly, ever so slowly, she worked it into her pussy until the little head was lifting her hood. Then she slowly shifted it up and down rubbing her clit with the small head.

"Watch Bea get ready for you Jimmy Boy!"

She kneeled down and with the dildo nearly in my face she wrapped my cock with her tits and let me fuck her cleavage while she played with the dildo. I wasn't going to cum this way but sliding it between those beautiful 40D's sure felt good! 

"Do you want to cum, Honey?"

'Fuck yea! I want to shoot cream all over those big tits!' 

She laid down on me, my cock still between her tits and the dildo all but between my teeth. With one hand she rolled my balls while I did my best to fuck her tits under the weight. Ten minutes later my balls sucked in and the cum was rumbling deep inside me! Two or three stokes and I would shoot my load into this beautiful woman's cleavage! The second I was sure I would blow my load, she raised up and pushed back! The Dildo jammed the ball gag completely into my mouth! She grabbed my cock by the root and choked it off! My cock pumped involuntarily as I tried to blow my load through her clinching grasp!

"No No! Not yet Jimmy Boy! I'm not ready for you to cum yet!"

The pain was unbelievable and took minutes to subside. She succeeded in stopping my cum but not my orgasm. My nuts must have swollen to the size of baseballs because now Bea had one in each hand and they seemed to fit perfectly. Lightly she held them like delicate Tiffany Glass. They now contained the production of my orgasm and with just the slightest encouragement I would surely explode. 

'Please, Please let me cum! Let me blow cum all over this fucking slut's face and chest!' 

"Behave Honey. I have a couple surprises for you but you have to behave."

Bea again stood over me and began to fuck her self with the dildo. She pulled it out slowly then jammed it back in with ruthless force time and time again. Her pussy juices dripped from the dildo, her smoothly shaved pussy and even her hand right on to my face. I wanted so bad to taste her juice and tried to suck some past the ball gag but couldn't get any. Minutes later she ripped the dildo out with a sucking pop! Her legs trembled with her orgasm and just as it subsided a glob of her cum splattered on my chin. 

"Ummmmm that was good! Did you enjoy watching Jimmy Boy?"

Bea kneeled between my legs, her luscious breasts swayed as she leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. She sucked me fast and hard for just a few seconds and when I shuttered with anticipation of delivering my load she stopped. My balls shook uncontrollably and again my cum was racing to the channel of freedom. Again, Bea grabbed the base of my cock and choked off it's relief! This time it took nearly five minutes before my orgasm subsided. This time a little cum got through and she licked it up quickly.

"You have to behave Honey or I won't let you have the surprises!"

Softly she stroked my aching balls for nearly an hour. It felt so good and although I thought I would surely cum I only leaked pe-cum. Finely my cock went totally soft. She licked me clean and then left the room. I laid there for several minutes before I heard her in the hall. Over my feet appeared a brown haired woman that I've never seen before! 5Ft 3, Grey eyes, Sheer white nylon on her shoulders! 

'Fuck, I don't want to meet a new woman when I'm all tied up! This is embarrassing! I'm going to kill you Bea' 

In spite of my embarrassment my cock jumped to attention and from the look on her face she liked what she saw!

"Hi Jim! My name is Mary and your going to give me a baby!"

She was wearing a sheer white negligee. As she approached the bed I could see her firm and perfectly shaped 34B's. Her nipples were ridged and begged for attention I couldn't give. Now on her knees between my legs I could see her unshaven briar patch.

'Fuck me Mary! Fuck Me! Go for that baby!'

Mary crawled over me until I was looking up the negligee past her flat stomach to the bottom of her tits. She reached between her legs and guided my cock into her pussy. Slowly it disappeared into the briar patch then it came nearly all the way out! Now lubricated she met my thrust and I bottomed in her tight pussy.

"Now Jimmy, I want all the sperm you have! Fuck me Jimmy! Cum in me Jimmy! Give me a baby Jimmy!"

'Baby? You fucking bitch! You just fuck that baby right out of me! 

She bounced up and down for nearly five minutes then bottomed my cock and had a massive orgasm just as I fired my load up the channel to her fertile womb.

"Thank you Jim! Thank you!"

Seconds later she was gone and I was alone and still tied to the bed. I could hear two women talking in the other room but couldn't make out what they were saying. As my cock softened I drifted off to sleep. 

~~~ 'That feels great baby. Yea! Roll my nuts between you fingers! Ummm I'm going to have a raging hard on if you keep that up! Right there under the head baby'. ~~~

Am I dreaming again? Is this the dream that follows after my sister just primed me and then let her friend take my load? It must be a dream, after all, a 53 year old man couldn't even think about getting it up again. It sure feels real! Just the right touch to make it feel good but not enough to really get me excited. It must be a dream! A dream I'm not going to end! I'm just going to lay here and let it happen! 

'Yea go down on it baby! Tongue the head baby!'

Is this a dream? Fuck I want to cum! This can't be a dream! I smell pussy! In dreams you can't smell! My eyes open to a gaping cunt just inches from my nose. 'Haaaaaaaaaaaaa'. Fuck that ball gag is still in my mouth and I can't talk. Shit my hand and arms are still tied. I squirm a little to try and see around her pussy but I couldn't see past her tits! Dam it sure feels good! I think its my sister, Bea, again!

"Just lay back and enjoy, honey. Let Big Bea get you ready for your next surprise!"

I don't know how but my cock was hard as a rock and I was soon going to blow my load! Suddenly she popped it out of her mouth and began jacking me off! 

'Yea baby make me cum!'

My nuts tightened and the orgasm began! My cum was in the channel and one more stroke and it would be all over her tits! Again, for the third time today she choked it off and made me orgasm without releasing! The last time it hurt so bad that I almost passed out. This time it was ecstasy! My orgasm lasted for minutes. Longer than any I'd ever had before! 

"Behave Jimmy Boy! Bea has another surprise but you have to behave."

'To hell with the surprise just do that again!' 

She held on for several seconds after I calmed down then she crawled off. I was almost sorry to see her cunt leave but when she started to remove the ball gag I really got excited!

"I'm going to take this off but you can't make a sound or I'll put it back in. Do you understand?"

I nodded and she removed it. Then she quickly replaced it with a two ended dildo!

'Fuck what's the difference I should have got my two cents in instead of being quiet!'

Again Bea straddled me like before but this time she had a dildo at her gaping cunt. When she backed down on it I had to bite hard to keep it from going down my throat! The dildo went in and out as she rocked back and forth. The folds of her lips would roll into her pussy as she rocked back and then stretch out like a tent as she rocked forward. Watching her fuck herself was almost enough to make me cum again! She reached back and took her juices on her hand as they leaked out and rubbed it all over my cock before she started jacking me off again.

'You fucking bitch, I'm going to shoot cum all over your face' 

Before I got the chance to cum she had a massive orgasm that dam near chocked me with the Dildo and pussy juice that went up my nose! As the convulsions subsided she again continued to jack me off but now her stokes were fast and frantic! I was sure she wanted my load!

'Come on you fucking bitch make it cum!'

Again my orgasm began. This time I was sure she could not sense it and I made no movement to give it away! But it wasn't to be. She slammed her fist down to the base of my cock, and this time with both hands closed off the channel of my release! This time Ecstacy wasn't the word! There was no word that can describe the nearly five minutes of convulsions. Everything went black!

'Dam I've read about people that had orgasms so intense that they would pass out!'

When I came around the dildo was gone and the ball gag was in my mouth again. My cock was twitching uncontrollably and my balls felt like basket balls! 

"Ok Linda. He's ready!"

I watched as a slim black haired woman in her mid twenties with a black satin night robe slowly walked through the door. At the sight of me helplessly splayed on the bed with my purple cock dancing in mid air her mouth fell wide open and she gasp in surprise.

"Bea, I can't do this! I can't force this man to give me a ba-------by! I can't do this!"

With that she turned and left the room!

"Be right back Jimmy Boy! Don't go no where now!"

In the other room I could hear them talking but again I couldn't make out what they were saying! Soon both of them came back in!

"Jimmy Boy, Linda here wants a baby! Her husband can't give her one so she came to you to make one! She don't want to just take it from you so if you want to give her a baby nod!"

'Come on Linda! I want to cum so bad I don't care where it goes!' 

My head was nodding as fast as I could make it go! But Linda still wasn't ready!

'Oh come on! One of you bitches take my load!'

"I can't! Not like this!"

"I'm going to remove the gag so you can tell her that you want to give her a baby! But you have to be a good boy!"

Bea removed the gag!

I could barely talk but some how I managed to beg Linda to let me give her a baby! 

"No Bea not his way!"

"Bea, please untie me! I'll give you and Linda anything and anyway you want it!"

Bea and Linda untied me and I sat up in bed! Linda opened her robe and showed me a pretty pair of small firm breasts. I reached out and pulled her hand away to expose a perfect hair covered mound with just a hint of her treasures peeking through the wet locks.

"I don't have much! Are you sure you want me?"

"Baby I want you more than you could imagine."

"If I'm going to do this I want it to be the right way! If I get in bed will you take me like a lover and not like the slut I feel like?"

I nodded and she laid down on the bed. I pushed open her legs and kneeled between them so I could eat her pussy. Without a word she pushed my head back and closed her legs. I took the hint and decided that she was probably wet enough to take me. Again I spread her legs but this time I directed my cock into her tight pussy. Some short strokes and I was all the way in.

"Yes Yes! Now make a baby for me! Please!"

I looked into her dark eyes and began to stroke in and out of her tight pussy. In just a few minutes she had me pulled tight to her chest and her legs were locked behind me ass. I couldn't have pulled out even if I wanted to. I fail to see the difference she may has well have taken me while I was tied up! I was just as helpless when the cum shot out of my cock and up her hungry tubes. I unloaded what must have been a quart and her sucking pussy gulped up every drop! 

"Thanks Jim! Thank you!"

As she released her legs I rolled over and we lay face to face for several minutes before my cock softened and slipped out. With tears streaming down her face she got up, draped her robe over her shoulders and left without another word. I rolled onto my back and although it couldn't be later than noon I fell asleep for the second time today! 

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~~~ 'That feels great baby. Yea! Roll my nuts between you fingers! Ummm! Right there under the head baby. ~~~

Fuck am I dreaming again? It must be a dream, after all the third time can't be for real. It sure feels real! It must be a dream! A dream I'm not going to end! I'm just going to lay here and let it happen! 

~~~ 'Yea go down on it baby! Tongue the head baby'! ~~~

Is this a dream? Fuck I want to cum! This can't be a dream! This isn't any dream! 'Haaaaaaaaaaaaa'. Fuck not again! I'm tied and gagged again! I'm getting the third blow job today! 

"Just lay back and enjoy, honey" She whispered.

My balls are on fire! I have a raging hard-on! I raised my head to watch Bea bobbing up and down on my cock. 

'You fucking bitch if I get loose I'm going to fuck your brains out!'

"There, does that make you feel better? The girls are gone so it's just you and me! Sue won't be back for a couple hours yet! Now just lay back and let Bea take care of everything. In another hour I should have you ready to shoot! This time it is all for me!"

'You dumb bitch! I'm 53 years old and there is no way I'm going to blow a third load today! But the blow job sure feels good!'

Bea sucked forever and to my total disbelief I got hard again. She took my cock in her hand and its head in her mouth and jacked me off until I couldn't stand it any more! I wanted to cum but I couldn't! My cock was hard and purple and my nuts wanted to explode! She stopped and sat up for me to watch her maul her massive tits!

"You like these don't you Jimmy Boy? Sue don't have anything compared to these does she?"

She continued to maul them while she crawled over my cock. I didn't know which to watch. Her gaping cunt sucking in my cock or those beautiful inch long nipples between her fingers! Slowly she slipped up and down on my cock. It wanted to cum but there was no way I had anything left. She released her tits leaned forward on her hands and lowered all of her weight on me. My face was buried in cleavage and she was pounding my cock with her pussy. Soon I was meeting her thrusts.

"That's it Jimmy Boy fuck my pussy! Give it to me Jimmy Boy! Make me a Baby Jimmy Boy! Your going to have triplets Jimmy Boy!"

Her mound was smashing into my mound and every thrust it felt like nothing I'd ever felt before. Any other time I would be shooting cum on every stroke but now after I had already unloaded twice today I was dry and It felt even better than cumming! Twenty minutes later and in the middle of Bea's 5ht orgasm I shot my third load into the third woman for the day! Before the orgasm subsided I passed out!

I woke up to an evening sunset! Rolled out of bed and nearly crawled to the shower! Sitting in the tub I let shower revive me! Wow what a day! 

"Hey sleepy head, did you have a good night's sleep? I'm going shopping and won't be back for lunch. I though Bea would have to get you up when she gets here! I told her take good care of you while I'm out but I'm not sure getting you up was what I had in mind."

"Bea coming over? What time is it?

"It's almost 8 O'clock and you better hurry if you don't want to get caught in the shower when Bea gets here! She'll make you breakfast and lunch but I don't think drying you off is part of the deal!"

'F U C K, it was a D R E A M! 

"By honey! I'll be back around 4 this afternoon! Be good and don't give Bea a hard time!"

'H A R D time? Who me?

"Ok honey have a good time!"



I struggled to get into my shorts and tee shirt before the door bell rang. By the time I picked up my robe she was already in the hall!

"You—Whoooooooooo! Any sexy men in here?"

"Be out in a second Bea."

"Am I too late to get you up?"

'Now just what does she mean by that?'

"Im all your's come on back!" 

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Dreaming



"OMG!! (blushing)... you startled the hell out of me!!" 

"I didn't hear you come in!"

"Please...pull up a chair, and have a seat." 

"Gosh, it is soo very nice of you to stop in again, gorgeous. I HAVE missed you so." 

"But next time...would you please knock?"

"I mean...here I am...sitting in my birthday suit and all." (shy smile) 

"Just a moment, while I slip into a nice silk dressing gown."

"Oh...what's that you said?" 

"Don't go to any trouble on your account?" 

"Well... sure, baby, okay...if you're sure you don't mind?" 

"You know, of course, that I have standing orders from Mistress Heather."

"She makes it mandatory that I do all my computer work in the nude?"

"That can be a bit embarrassing at times like this." (embarrassed smile) 

"Soo I am glad to hear that you don't mind." (smile) 

"What's that? You want me to stand up?" 

"Well, goodness!...okay." 

"How's this?"

"Do you like my 6" heels, with the dainty ankle strap?" 

"How about my new leather slave collar? Can you see okay?" 

"Please, gorgeous...do speak up. I can barely hear you." 

"Ohh yes...I'll turn my back to you. And...and bend over." 

"But why, baby?" (bewildered smile)

"You what?" 

"Yes, okay. You want to check out ALL my assets." 

"Well, sure...I can spread my legs a bit wider." 

"There...how's this?"

"Now... you want me to reach my hands back, and spread my what?" 

"Oh, dear...that's what I thought you said."(blushing smile) 

"Well...okay, baby...I mean, we ARE good friends and all."

"I guess it will be okay." 

"There...how's that, hon?"

"Hey, are you OKAY? Your breath is so heavy...you seem to be panting." 

"Oh my! You DO say the nicest things. And thank you so much for your compliment." 

"Now then...may I be seated again?" 

"Thank you so much." (bright smile) 

"Yes...now this is much more comfortable." 

"So, baby...what would you like to chat about?" 

"Hey, I know!!" 

"Let me tell you about a dream I had...just last night."

" Maybe you can tell me what it might mean." (smile)....

"Well, gosh...I really don't know where to start." 

...hmm, lets see...when my dream started, I was working at my computer in the bedroom... 

"Yes, hon...dressed just as I am now." 

...anyway, I heard someone at my front door. 

"No, I didn't know who it was,"... so I slipped into my bathrobe, and walked quickly towards the living room, to investigate. 

...well, the first thing I saw, was my beautiful Mistress Heather Lee, coming in the door. 

"Yes, dear...She does have a key to my house." 

...of course, when I saw that Mistress Heather had decided to honor me with a visit, I immediately let my bathrobe slip off my shoulders to the floor. Thank god I was wearing my leather chastity belt, or I could have been in lots of TROUBLE! 

...then naturally, I dropped to my knees, and assumed my submissive pose. 

As I knelt there, near the middle of my living room, I saw that my Mistress was followed by another very attractive lady. 

"Now, now, hon...don't rush me. I was just getting to what they were wearing." 

...let's see...Mistress Heather was wearing a tight knit black sleeveless dress, that clung to her lovely curves like a glove. It had a fairly low cut neckline that revealed just a hint of cleavage. And the hem stopped just above her knees. And she wore matching black pumps, with a fashionable two inch heel. Mistress' friend, however...was dressed a bit more...well, what should I say? A bit more risqué. She wore a fine stretch net cat suit, with a halter tie...concealing very little of her, if anything. More figure-painting than clothing really...her perky breasts threatening to escape at any moment. I could see the glints from a chain, and nipple jewelry...as well as serious nipple clamps. She also wore a PVC collar with D-rings, and matching wrist cuffs, PVC armlets, and PVC hot-pants, and patent leather stiletto ankle boots. Also a PVC belt with D rings was buckled about her slim waist. The outlines of more jewelry and chain could be seen in slight ridges on her hot pants.

"Ohh my, you can say that again! She WAS looking really, really HOT."

" Down right provocative, if you want to know the truth"

"Now, what's that, hon? You want me to turn my chair towards you? You think that would seem much friendlier? Well, sure okay...if that's what you want. I AM friendly, you know."

"And, now you want me to... to what?"

"Oh dear! That's what I thought you said. Well, gees... I guess if you want me to, sweetie... I can hook my knees over the arms of my chair. There, baby... is this what you want?"

"Ohh, you are just soo cute when you smile like that."

"Oh, please! I must have misunderstood."

"You... you didn't... you didn't say what I thought you said, did you, baby?"

"Well... well I... well, gees..." (blushing) 

"I THOUGHT you said that you wanted me to... to well, you know..."

"... to RUB myself way down there." (blushing smile) 

"Ohh! I see... that IS what... that IS what you SAID." 

"Well, goodness...I suppose... yes, I guess I could..."

"But I certainly don't understand your reasoning, baby?"

"mmmmm, oh my... yes that does feel soooo nice."

" Is this what you wanted me to do, baby?"

"Ohh, god yes...it makes me feel warm... and yes, I tingle all OVER!!!" 

"You DO know, of course...this is all very embarrassing, don't you?." 

"Yes...I thought you knew."

"Well, I am glad that makes you happy, hon." 

"Now, where was I? Oh yes...I remember now."

...well, just as soon as Mistress Heather's friend stepped in, and closed the door...she began to kneel, just like me. 

"Yes, hon...I at least TRY to be a good pleasure slut." 

...anyway, Mistress stopped her before she could get to her knees, and said, "Get naked first, bitch!!" It only took the new girl an instant, and she was completely naked. 

"Yes, dear, just as naked i was...except she wasn't wearing a chastity belt." 

...i was mesmerized by the beauty of the new girl's lovely breasts, so full and round. Her nipples a rosy pink and just a bit swollen. Her waist was slim with softly rounded hips with a firm well toned stomach. When the girl was finished stripping, she quickly dropped to her knees, placing her arms submissively behind her back. That's when Mistress Heather introduced us. As it turned out, the new girl wasn't new at all, I just hadn't had the pleasure of meeting her. But I had heard an awful lot about her! And I must say, she was even more charming and beautiful than I had ever dared to imagine!! 

"Maybe you know her?" 

"Her name is Veronika."

"She has been a member of my Mistress' stable for quite some time." 

"Mistress has said she's thinking of making Veronika and I stall mates." (broad smile) 

"Don't you think that would be just wonderful?" 

"Yes, I thought you would."

"mmmmmmmmm... (hehe) now it's MY breathing that seems to be a bit rapid." 

"Ohh crap...I seem to have lost my train of thought!"

"Oops now see what you've made me do!" (blushing madly) 

" I'm leaking all over the place. Are you happy with yourself now, baby?" 

"Yes, I thought you would be." 

"Hey, wait JUST one minute!" 

"If I do THAT, i may not be able to finish the story without..."

"Well you know. You must understand...the condition I'm in."

"Well, okay baby...I'll slip a finger inside. But just one... and just for you."

"Oh, NOW what did you say?"

"You want me to slide my finger in and out, very.. s.. l.. o.. w.. l.. y.."

"As I use my thumb to rub what?"

"Well, okay...just as long as you know I can't take much more." 

"OH you do, do you?"

"You think I can take much, much more huh."

"That is kind of you say, I think..."

"But you might be wrong."

"Oh, yes I see. You're never wrong. Well, if you say so." (smile)

"There now...am I doing it JUST the way you like, hon?"

"Oh, okay...I'll go a bit slower."

"Now then...where the hell was I?"

"Mmmmmmmm, ahhhh gees this is driving me insane." 

"Oh, yes...I remember now."

...well, Mistress introduced Veronika and I, as she walked over to me. Then Mistress said something about my needing help catching up on my house work, since I had been away for so long. Mistress now stood right in front of me, as she berated me about how dusty and untidy my house was. All I could do, was force a meek bit of a smile. As Mistress stood towering over me, she reached down, and took my right nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Then she began to roll it back and forth between her fingers. 

"Oh my God yes, I was nervous. Terribly so."

...Mistress Heather began to slowly but firmly pinch my nipple, as she told me that she had brought Veronika over to help me. Then Mistress told me that I had permission to use Ronnie anyway I wanted. As she talked, Mistress started to twist and pinch my nipple really, really hard. 

"Well, yes...I did let out a tiny bit of a gasp." (slight shutter)

"Well, okay...it was more of a sharp, high pitched squeal."

...but anyway, Mistress told me, while she abused my nipple, that she thought it might be a good idea if I put Ronnie to work, helping to tidy up my house. But beyond that, Ronnie would be mine to use until Mistress picked her up the next day.

"Mmmmmmmm...oh my, I AM soo sorry..."

"Suddenly, I don't seem to be able to sit still." (smile) 

"I will try not to tremble so."

"It's...it's just... it's just that I feel so very warm all of a sudden HOT almost." 

"Oh...what's that? You don't mind, and you what?"

"Oh...you sort of like how it makes my titties jiggle."

"Well, thank you, honey...I think."

"Yes, I guess my nipples are a little puffy."

"But I am surprised that you would notice something like that, hon." (smile) 

"Oh, what's that...you don't MISS a THING? Well, I guess NOT!" 

"Anyway, Mistress had me wear some of those nasty little alligator clips, all day yesterday."

"Three on each of my little rose buds. Yes dear...they are both still quite SORE as you can plain see." (smile) 

"Oh I AM sorry. I hadn't realized I was moving my finger a bit too fast."

"Certainly. I will... s.. l.. o.. w... down some. I mean... if I must." (blushing)

"AAhhhh...it is very hard to keep my mind on the dream.(smile) 

"Oh, you HAVE noticed , huh." 

...well, after Mistress Heather gave me my instructions for Ronnie, she simply gave my nipple one final, dreadfully harsh twist, turned on her heel, and then walked back to where Ronnie knelt. 

..."Remember, bitch," she said to Ronnie with a smile, "I want you to show Barb the very same respect that you would show me. Is that understood?" 

...Ronnie nodded her lovely head, and said, "Certainly, Mistress." 

...Mistress then looked at me, and said, "Just one more thing, Barb...She is not allowed to orgasm." 

...then with a smile Mistress flipped me the key to my chastity belt, and was simply gone...leaving Ronnie and I kneeling naked, there in my living room. After Mistress left, I stood up, and Ronnie began to do the same. But she stopped and knelt again, when I gave her a very cold and stern look. 

...I guess the dream took place during one of my work days. I think it was a Friday. And you know I work nites. Mistress' visit came about mid-afternoon.

...anyway, the first thing I did was call in, and leave a message that I was unable to work that evening. (smile) I wasn't about to miss one minute of the FUN. Then I found the key to my chastity belt, that Mistress had left, and used it to free myself. (smile) 

Then I just dropped the belt, and walked over to Ronnie. The slight smile on her pretty face, was just so inviting. It's like she knew exactly what I was expecting. 

...at any rate, I sort of straddled her face with my legs (thank goodness I had just shaved) 

Ronnie was so helpful, by tilting her pretty head back a bit, and I just sort of sat right down on her waiting lips. 

"Oh, no...she didn't have to be told what to do." (blush) 

...her hot tongue began immediately to dare and dance all about. I wiggled a bit, and squatted down...pressing myself down on to her face even harder. 

Her talented tongue had my whole body twitching in no time.

"Ohh my god YES, baby!...much as it IS twitching NOW." 

"AAhhh, please, baby...you wouldn't mind, if I move my finger just a tad bit faster and HARDER, would you?" 

"Ah huh...I understand. You DO mind."

"And you happen to like, how I am twitching, huh? 

"mmmmmmm...You must know, I really can't stand much more!" 

"Hey, wipe that silly grin off your cute face." 

"Slower...like this, baby?" 

"mmmm god!...I honestly can't TAKE much MORE really!"

"AAAAAh...now where was I? Oh yes...okay." 

...well, I didn't let Ronnie lick, but for a few brief minutes. It wasn't long before my juices were oozing down my inner thighs. I enjoyed the tingly warm sensations briefly then took Ronnie by the hand, and helped her to her feet; and led her to my bedroom. (smile) There I took some locks, and a 12" piece of chain, from my "special" chest that Mistress Heather forces all her slaves to have. 

"No, she didn't resist at all." (smile) 

...then I used a padlock, to lock her right wrist cuff to one of the D rings on the PVC slave collar, around her neck. This forced Ronnie's right arm well up behind her back. After that I locked Ronnie's left wrist cuff to the black PVC salve belt buckled about her lovely waist. Then I locked the 12 inch piece of chain between her ankle cuffs. 

...suddenly I had this awesome feeling come over me. I mean, all at once I realized that I had all this "power"...all this "control" over Ronnie. Oh, and you know she DOES have the MOST spank able bottom...so full, yet tight and firm. 

"Oh, you know that FEELING? Yes, I thought you might be able to RELATE." (smile) 

...well, I sat down on the edge of my queen size bed, and pulled her over my knees. 

"Yes, of course, face down, silly."

...I positioned her so that her tight ass was right across my thighs. 

"No, I didn't start to spank her right away." 

...first I forced my hand down between her thighs, and sort of pushed them apart. 

"No, it didn't take much effort." 

...Ronnie...dear that she is...co-operated fully. You should have heard the little squeal she gave, as I touched her slit...just delightful. 

"Oh, I should say SO. Yes, she was already drenched... soaked even."

(sharp gasp) (blushing deep crimson)

"Oh, please, baby! I really do have to move my finger just a tad bit faster. This really is driving me insane...please! Oh, baby, but PLEASE! Can't you see how my whole body is shaking. Can't you see my need? I see...you're ENJOYING the what? Ah, yes...the spectacle." 

"What's that, honey? You can HELP?" 

"You will give me something else to think about?" 

"Well, yes...I guess that might help." 

"Oh, but first, you want me to suck what clean?" 

"Oh, yes...my fingers." 

"Oh my goodness...they are a bit wet and sticky, aren't they." (blush)

"Is this the way, baby?" 

"Wait, there...I got it. 

"I almost missed a drop." 

"Now, baby...what were you saying about give me something else to think about?" 

"OOH NO... I couldn't possibly do that!!" 

"Can't you see how puffy and sore they are?" 

"But besides...I don't have any of those "little do hickeys," as you call them, handy." 

"Oh, gee whiz...you always do come prepared, don't you?" 

"Well, yes...I'll take them from you."

" Here...hand them to me."

" But I don't think I could possibly...well you know...wear them." 

"Oh my...they are so cold and hard. Just like Mistress's little "do hickeys". (smile) 

"You know I'm still really sore."

"You really wouldn't ask me to put them on, would you?" 

"Gosh, that is a relief!" (smile) 

"Oh, dear me...I SEE...you're not ASKING at all!" (gulp) 

"Well... well gosh...since you put it THAT way, I... I guess I could." (bigger gulp) 

"Yes, I DO understand."

"You want me to wear them as I did yesterday, for Mistress Heather." 

"Would... you like to do the honors, baby?" 

"Well, of course...then I'll do it myself." (sweat glistens) (flinches slightly) 

"There...how's that one?" 

"Ohh my!... the springs are much stronger than I'm used to!" (soft moan) 

"Oh, please...give me a moment." 

"Yes...I'll put two more on that nipple." 

"And yes, dear...one right on the tip." (soft whimpers) 

"There... there, baby... how's that?" 

"Yes, yes...now I'll put three more on the other nipple." (gasping and trembling)

"There...there, honey...is that okay? (slightly louder moan) 

"Oh, yes! You WERE right! It DOES have a way of shifting one's perspective."

"Oh...what do I mean?" 

"Well, you know...the pain has gotten my mind off that other area." 

"Oh...you KNOW what area!" 

"What? You want me to use the WORD? (short soft gasps and blushing) 

"The pain has gotten my mind off my PUSSY." 

"There...is that the WORD you wanted me to use?" 

"PUSSY, PUSSY, PUSSY?" 

"And now you want me to what?... to start fingering myself again?" 

"Well...yes, baby. If that's the way you want me phrase it". 

"You want me to continue finger FUCKING my PUSSY." 

"But, a bit HARDER and FASTER this time." 

"Well sure, baby...how's this?" (soft moans of pleasure) 

"And...now you want me to finish the story like this?" (gasping whimpers of pleasure) 

"Well, certainly...I will try, baby." 

...anyway, I just stroked my finger lightly up and down her slit... OOPS... I mean up and down her PUSSY lips. When she started to moan a little louder, I pulled my hand away, and began to caress her lovely ASS. When she started to wiggle her ass just a bit, I pulled my hand away completely. For several minutes, I just sat there, and enjoyed the sight of her ass...tensing then relaxing...as she tried to prepare herself for the spanking that was about to begin. 

"Yes, it was a beautiful sight." 

...then suddenly, out of the blue, I slapped her ass three times hard... whack!... Whack!!... WHACK!!! Her ass was still shuddering, as I thrust my hand back between her thighs. 

"You really do have a great smile, honey" 

...anyway, this time, I actually jabbed a finger deep inside her PUSSY. Slowly...very very slowly...I FUCKED my finger in and out a couple of times. And you know something? Ronnie clinched her muscles, trying to trap my finger. Her softly flared hips were bouncing wildly by now. Then as fast as I could, I pulled my hand away again. 

Ronnie's passionate whimpers were just delightful. Before she could recover one little bit, I struck again... whack... Whack!... WHACK!!... WHACK.!!!"

"aahhhh, god...I just can't take anymore."

"You... You just have to let me go... go off."

" I mean... I am ready to explode...I really DO need it...PLEASE!"

"Well, okay then...if that's the way it has to be, I'll beg". 

"PLEASE...you just have to let me CUM." 

"I... I just can't keep going, PLEASE, baby, PLEASE!"

"Oh, Oh please...do speak up?" 

"Not until after I finishing telling about Ronnie's spanking?" 

"No no.. I can't wait! I just have to CUM NOW, PLEASE!"

"What's that?" 

"Quit my WHINING, and FUCK my PUSSY?"

"A little HARDER and FASTER, with two fingers? 

"Yes... yes well okay. Like this, baby?" 

"Now...you want me to finish telling you about Ronnie's spanking?"

"Well let me see... mmmmmm... ahhhh yes!"

...by now, Ronnie's ASS was turning a lovely shade of rosy pink. For just a moment, I allowed myself the simple pleasure of watching Ronnie's ASS wiggle madly about. 

Her well toned thighs remained slightly parted, inviting another invasion of my hand. It wasn't forthcoming. 

...then again, suddenly I struck... WHACK!... WHACK!... WHACK!... WHACK!... WHACK, WHACK, WHACK!!! 




Dreaming



"Yes, dear...just as hard and powerfully, as I could."

...she bucked wildly at the new assault. Then I slid my fingers back between her parted and inviting thighs. She was still wiggling insanely...like some half crazed animal. 

...this time I just left my hand and fingers very still. I didn't move them at all. But by now Ronnie's desire was such, that she actually started forcing her sex... oops... I mean her PUSSY back on my hand and fingers. Ronnie's struggles to pleasure herself sent shivers up and down my back. And her quivering ASS was just an amazingly beautiful sight to behold. As I watched, I swear her ASS turned another shade of darker red. Ronnie's soft whimpers were music to my ears. 

...for over half an hour, I alternately spanked and teased Ronnie. Never letting her know what was coming next. The beauty of her useless struggles, thrilled and excited my soul. 

Her bouncing ASS turned crimson under the harshness of my spanking. 

...finally, I could no longer ignore my own need. I simply rolled Ronnie off my thighs, and she landed with a thud on the floor. Tears streaked her lovely face. Her eyes were pleading, as they latched onto mine. All I said was, "Pleasure me, bitch." 


...Ohh, you should have seen how quickly Ronnie scrambled between my widely spread legs. Mistress Heather has trained her extremely well. 

...she busied her tongue, just like a WHORE in heat. I was lost in a world of delirious pleasure. Ronnie's talented tongue sent shivers and flashes of white lightning tearing thru my body. I clenched my thighs tightly about Ronnie's head, locking it in place. 

"mmmmmm (sweet gasps of pleasure) I... I... mmmmm..."

...I flopped my body back on the bed, and enjoyed Ronnie's tongue lashing.

"Yes... mmmmmmmmm yes.. yes...she sucked and kissed my clit."

"Just like a well practiced WHORE." 

"Gees, I... mmmmm... I can almost feel it now."(soft pleading whimpers) 

"Oh, really baby!... I have to!... I really, really... mmm...ahhhhh... i just HAVE to release all this pent-up tension... NOW!!!" 

"OOOoohhh, all right then! I... I need to CUM." 

"Oh, please..baby, please... I need it so bad." 

"Damn it! You know WHAT!! I HAVE to CUM... CUM damn it!"

"I just have to CUM, please, baby." (soft sobs)

"How can you be so cruel?" (slightly louder sobs) 

"No, I can't finish. I really do have to CUM, please. I just can't take anymore...please." 

"Oh no!...oh no!! Don't make me to take my fingers out! No, no, no!! 

"Well, shit...then...I'll just have to TRY, huh?" 

...ronnie's tongue felt like soft velvet, as she licked me up and down.

"Aaaahhhh geees yyeeeessssss." 

...her eagerness to please was obvious. I wrapped my legs about her head, and forced her mouth down harder on my PUSSY. "Oh...and she paid such loving attention to my clit."

"Aaaaahhhhhh yeeesssss." 

...it wasn't long before I was thrashing wildly about, at the mercy of Ronnie's oral skills. My juices flowing freely. 

"What?... what was that?" 

"mmmmmm aaahhhh Yes...just as they are now." (anguished smile) 

...and yet, Ronnie continued to lick and suck at my juices like a crazed and greedy whore. Then suddenly, I was swept over the edge into pure and beautiful ecstasy...my naked body heaved and shook, as my orgasm overtook me. I held Ronnie's head tightly with my legs, and forced it even harder on to my exploding PUSSY. The intensity of my orgasm shook me to my very core. I quivered madly, insanely...as the pleasure swept over me.

"OOoohhhh Whaaaatttttt?"

"OOOOhhhhhh god yes, god yes, god yes...just like I'm doing NOW." 

"I was CUMMMIIINNGGGGGGGGG OUTRAGEOUSLESSLY..."

"Just like I am NOW!!!." 

OOOOOHHHHHH SHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit Yeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssssssssssssss I'M cummmmiiiiiiiigggggggggggggggggggggggggg NOW." 

"Ohhhhhhhh goddddd yeeeeeesssss." (short panting gasps)

"There... there, baby...are you happy now?"

"See what you made me do?" (broad smile) 



Dreaming



He grabbed my face between his two large hands as he thrust deep into me. So deep, hard. My eyes drifted closed as he moved inside me.

“No, don’t close your eyes,” he growled his hot breath on my face. “I want to see your eyes.”

My eyes opened at his command. My dark brown eyes stared into his clear blue ones. My back was against the wall; my legs wrapped around his waist. His weight and the wall were all that kept my limb body from dropping to the floor. I had already climaxed and yet he kept plunging into me. My inner walls gripped him tightly.

“Please,” I begged. “Oh, God, please,” I wasn’t sure what I was begging for, but I knew the pleasure was surely too much for a mere human.

“More,” he said pressing his body tight against mine. My breasts against his smooth chest; both of us were dripping with sweat. “Take more,” he said as he let go of my face and lifted my hips sliding deeper into me.

I was so close to another orgasm, so close, panting I began to move frantically against him. So very close now.

“Anna, get your ass out of bed and down here,” my roommate’s voice penetrated through the haze of slumber and lust.

Opening my eyes slowly, I looked around. I was indeed in my own house, in my own bedroom, and alone not up against a wall being fucked by a stranger with beautiful eyes. It was the third night in a row that the same dream had haunted my sleeping hours. Every time I woke up with my pillow hugged tightly to me my legs wrapped around it, my breasts aching, my nipples hard, and my pussy wet and throbbing with need. It seemed my subconscious was trying to let me know I should give up my self-imposed celibacy. With a shake of my head, I stood up from the bed my body still flushed from the dream. I showered and changed quickly before heading down the stairs.

My roommate was waiting at the door. She was dressed in her Sunday best although it was Saturday. She looked me up and down in disgust.

I looked down at my jeans and t-shirt, “What?”

“You forgot, didn’t you?”

“Forgot what?” It was obvious that I had.

“We’re supposed to have lunch with my family. Remember? My cousin Joshua finally got his doctorate so we’re having a family afternoon to celebrate.” Jennifer explained clearly annoyed.

“I forgot Jen. Why don’t you go on ahead? Apologize to your family for me, and I’ll join you all after lunch.”

Jennifer nodded before leaving me alone in the house we had shared since college graduation. Jennifer had been my best friend since our freshman year when we were stuck together as roommates. Her family had sort of adopted me somewhere during our college days, so I was always invited and expected to attend all family gatherings including a celebration for a cousin I had never met. I sat down on the sofa looking around the living room. It was small, but very comfortable like the rest of the house. Straight out of college Jen and I had agreed that we had had enough of apartment living, the small house was all we could afford at the time. Now, almost five years later the house was ours, and it suited our needs perfectly.

Sighing heavily, I rose to my feet and made my way back upstairs to change. I put on the only dress in my closet. I now knew better than to show up at a Lander family event in anything other than a dress or skirt. The dress was black, fell to right above my knees, and had quarter inch wide straps at the shoulders. It hugged my curves showing off the body that had taken me countless hours in the gym and the refusal of hundreds of desserts to acquire. I let my shoulder length dark brown hair loose, and decided against putting on any make-up. I slipped my feet into high heeled sandals, and left the house more than an hour after Jennifer. 

When I entered the Lander household, I was immediately engulfed by warm and the familiarity of Mrs. Lander’s disappointment at my tardiness.

I walked up to her and kissed her cheek, “I’m sorry I’m late. I overslept.”

“Hmmph, that’s the story of your life, Anna. I really don’t know how you manage to get to work on time everyday.”

“Three different alarm clocks,” I smiled as I moved toward the stove peering under lids and into empty pots.

“Did you think I would save you any food after you walk in an hour late?”

“I was hoping. Did I miss dessert, too?” I asked a bit sadly. Mrs. Lander made a killer cheesecake good enough for me to break my diet.

With a shake of the head, Mrs. Lander opened the fridge and handed me a slice of cheesecake covered in strawberries. I took it from her and placed another kiss on her cheek.

“Why don’t you go outside and eat that on the back porch?” She asked as I closed my eyes in pleasure at the first bite. “All the young people are out there.”

I nodded unable to speak with my mouth full as I walked out the back door. I sat at the round table and kicked Jen under the table to get her attention; she was in deep conversation with her younger sister. She looked up and smiled.

“Finally,” she said. “I was beginning to doubt you would show up.”

“I thought of blowing it off but then I closed my eyes and saw your mother’s face and your father’s finger waving in my face telling me how ungrateful I was.”

“They would never say that.”

“I know. In my mind the voices belonged to my parents. Since that is exactly what they say at every opportunity.”

Jennifer nodded, in all the years of our friendship she had only met my family once, and the impression had not been a good one.

“I’m glad you did decide to show up,” said Amy, Jennifer’s equally blonde, equally beautiful younger sister. “You get to meet Joshua. Jen was telling me that the two of you had never met. It seems rather impossible.”

“Yeah, we kept missing each other. So, where is this paragon of all that’s good and holy?”

Both Jen and Amy turned their attention toward the football game being played in their backyard.

“He’s the quarterback,” Amy said.

“The one without the shirt,” Jennifer qualified.

My eyes sought out who they were talking about and my mouth went dry. It had nothing to do with the half eaten cheesecake still on my plate. From this distance, Joshua looked good enough to replace the tasty dessert. His hair was blonde; it looked darker than his cousins’ but that might have been because of the sweat that ran down the sides of his face. His face was lean with high cheekbones like a Greek sculpture. He was trim, his shoulders broad, and his muscles well defined. As I stared at him, he looked up, the sides of his mouth lifting in a smile. My own lifted in response. With a quiet word to those around him, he started walking toward the table.

I slipped my gaze away from him and down to my cheesecake as he approached. I looked up and saw him greetings his cousins before turning toward me his hand out for a shake. “I finally get the pleasure,” he said.

I placed my hand in his, “Yeah,” was all I could manage. I moved my eyes up to his face, and was glad I was sitting. His eyes were the clear blue of my dreams. They were the eyes in my dreams glinting with humor and just a touch of danger. I removed my hand from his and tried desperately to control my breathing. In my mind I kept see his eyes as his body pressed into mine. I could hear his voice as he talked to his cousins; the same voice as my dream. Laughter drifted through the haze. 

“Don’t you have to go back to the game?” I asked. My voice unsteady it sound out of use; I wondered if anyone else noticed.

Joshua turned those eyes back to me, “Nah, they can finish the game without me.”

I nodded but said nothing. My ability to speak had deserted me. The cousins started speaking once more. I couldn’t concentrate enough to pay attention. My mind kept moving back to my dream. As impossible as it seemed Joshua was the man from my dreams. He had the same eyes, same voice, same smooth chest, and even his hair was cut in a similar style. In my mind I saw those clear blue eyes boring into mine as he plunged deeper and deeper into me. I could feel his hands at my hips pulling me closer to him, making me take him deeper inside.

“Anna?”

“What?” Eyes unfocused I looked toward Joshua.

“I was just saying how odd that we haven’t met sooner. I’ve heard about you for years, of course.”

“Where are Jen and Amy?” I asked noticing both sisters were no where to be since, and not wanting to get into a conversation with Joshua.

“Aunt Sophie called them. They went back in.”

I grabbed the excuse with both hands and started rising, “I guess I’ll go back in, too.”

His fingers wrapped themselves around my wrist gently but firmly. I wouldn’t be able to break his hold if he didn’t want me to. “Stay,” his voice was hard clearly a command. He gentled it before he continued, “I mean it’s nice to talk to someone who’s not related.”

I nodded and sank back into my chair. His hand was still at my wrist; I pulled on it ineffectually. I seemed I wasn’t going anywhere. “So, what did you get your PhD in?”

“Physics,” he answered. His thumb was making lazy circles on my wrist. My heart beat faster as I tried to catch my breath. I felt his thumb move up and down on my pulse.

“Let go of my wrist,” I said hating the plea in my voice.

He smiled at me then his teeth straight and white. “I don’t really want to. I find that I like touching you.”

His smile had disarmed me. His voice had been low, smooth, and warm like the hot sun caressing your skin on a summer day. I couldn’t think of anything to say.

“Do you like me touching you?” I shook my head, and he laughed. “I think you do. Your pulse is beating wildly against my thumb.” He moved closer to me and lowered his voice, “And it’s only my hand on your wrist, how will it beat when my hand caresses your breasts, or when I’m inside you.” I could feel the heat creep up my face. “Will you moan and pant for me when I taste you?”

I was saved from having to answer by Amy’s voice, “Anna, Jen left to go to Mark’s house, but I need to drop off Aunt Lou at her house. May I borrow your car?”

I tried to stand and turn toward her but the hand at my wrist tightened. I nodded weakly. “Sure.”

“Cool. I’ll be back in an hour or so.”

“You don’t have to hurry,” Joshua’s voice said beside me. He winked at me when I turned toward him. “I’ll give Anna a ride home if you take too long.”

Amy waved as she walked back inside the house. Joshua and I stayed in the backyard for several more minutes. Neither one of us spoke. He stood up and pulled me to my feet.

“Where are we going?”

“I’m driving you home,” he answered as we walked into the house.

We excused ourselves and left Joshua pulling on a t-shirt on the way out the front door. He opened the passenger door of a Jeep Cherokee. The ride to my house was silent. I couldn’t come up with a safe topic of conversation. As we neared the house, my breathing returned to normal and my pulse slowed down. I just needed to remain calm a few more minutes. A few more minutes without remembering that damn dream. I could do it. Joshua drove his car into the driveway beside the house. I barely waited for the car to completely stop before I turned to open the door.

“Thank you,” I mumbled as I stepped out of the car. He was waiting for me as I rounded the hood. “What are you doing?”

“I’m going to walk you to the door,” he replied taking my hand in his much larger one and began walking towards the front door. It was either follow him or be dragged. I followed him.

We got to the front door, I opened it, and turned back to him, “Uhm, as I said thank you.”

“What no kiss goodbye?” I was still shaking my head when his lips brushed against mine. His lips were impossibly soft. His mouth coaxed mine open and I was lost.

I took a step toward him and pressed my body against his. With the heels on, he was only a couple of inches taller than me. My body fit his perfectly. My mouth open under his I felt his tongue exploring it. He tasted the roof of my mouth, the insides of my cheeks, and then his tongue brushed mine. I whimpered into his mouth; my hands in his hair. His hands were on my waist and he was pressing me against him. I could feel his hardness on my abdomen. Moving his hands down, he lifted me up slightly until I cradled him at the juncture of my legs.

He moved us into the house closing the door behind him. He lifted his head and looked at me. My eyes couldn’t focus on him, my mouth was damp and slightly open, and my heartbeat echoed like a drum inside my head.

Joshua stepped away from me and began to slowly circle. I took a step back and bumped into the door. He stood in front of me. He raised his hand. His finger lightly trailed the curve of my cheek. I trembled.

“Do I make you nervous, Anna?”

Enough was enough, I thought as I stood straight the door no longer supporting me. “No, you don’t make me nervous. I just don’t appreciate your high handiness.” I was getting angry now. For the last hour all I had felt was raw lust for this man and worse yet the asshole knew it. It was just too much. His mocking voice had been enough so that my anger pushed aside the lust. “Who the hell do you think you are anyway? God’s gift to women?” I took a step toward him poking him in the shoulder with my index finger. It hurt that made me angrier. “Do you think you’re the goddamn king of the fucking world? That people will just fall at your feet to do your bidding?”

I was on a roll now and nothing was going to stop me from verbally venting out my frustration except a maybe a train plowing straight through me or his fingertips on my lips.

“You’re beautiful when your mad,” he said his voice low; it caressed my skin. “I mean you’re beautiful to begin with,” his fingers moved away from my mouth; he was tracing the slope of my forehead. “I bet you hear that a lot though,” his eyes were trailing behind his fingers, studying me, as they moved down the side of my nose, the curve of my cheek, “just looking at you is driving me insane,” the slope of my lips, down my chin, and arch of my throat, “I can just imagine being surrounded by you. Feeling your hands on my body. Your body underneath mine,” he smiled his fingers on my neck and shoulders moving slowly down my exposed upper chest, “or if you prefer above me.” He leaned into me pushing me once more against the door his hand finally cupping my breast through the dress, his thumb caressing the hard nipple that was poking through it. He leaned close to my ear to whisper as his other hand trailed up my leg underneath the dress, playing with the elastic of my panties, “I can just imagine my cock wrapped around your heat, your wetness. Because you are wet for me, aren’t you, Anna?” he asked as two of his fingers plunged into me.

There was no use denying what he could so obviously feel, so I said nothing. The rest of my body wasn’t as silent. My hips began moving against his fingers wordlessly begging for more. My nipples were hard and ached to be touched without the fabric between skin, and my clit screamed for just a little attention. Joshua moved his head down and took one of my breasts into his mouth, sucking on it through the dress. My back arched; I whimpered. His fingers were moving in and out of me; his thumb finally landed on my clit. He stroked it a couple of times, circling and then running his thumb over it. I moaned as the muscles of my pussy gripped his thrusting fingers tightly. My eyes had drifted closed, but I opened them when I no longer felt his mouth at my breast. He was looking at me his fingers still moved inside me. I was lost in waves of pleasure.

He was no longer smiling; his eyes had gone serious as he leaned into me to take my mouth in a kiss even as his fingers plunged into me one last time. The kiss was all heat and lust. Our tongues met and parried; we explored each others’ mouths, drinking from an overflowing cup. I felt him lift the skirt of my dress up to my waist and then lift me off the floor. He moved my panties to the side even as my legs wrapped themselves around his waist and he thrust into me. I moaned into his mouth. My body moved against his. He ended the kiss as he moved his hands up to my face. His fingers still damp with my juices.

“No,” Joshua growled, his hot breath on my face, “don’t close your eyes. I want to see them.”

I obeyed and kept my eyes open and on his clear blue ones as my body was frantic against his. The depths of those clear eyes made me tremble and then I began to beg. “Oh, God, please, please….” My voice trailed off into a moan as he continued to move in and out of me. Sliding his hot, thick shaft against my sensitive skin.

“More,” he commanded as he lifted my hips going deeper inside me that I ever thought possible, “Take more.”   

I was frantic now. I could feel the end coming. I was so very close, and so was he. His movements sped up, his grip on my waist became tighter, and I knew I would have bruises. Taking my mouth in his once more he plunged hard into me, my back up against the wall. I was panting and moaning loudly now not caring about anything but the pleasure that was waiting. So very close now, just a bit more. One of his hands moved between our bodies; his fingers finding my clit and stroking it. It was too much for me.

“Anna, get your ass out of bed and down here,” my roommate’s voice penetrated through the haze of slumber and lust.



Dreaming



I could feel his hardness sliding into me, slowly widening my hole, until I felt his balls against my ass. His head rubbed the walls of my canal as it slid up it, sending a wave of erotic pleasure throughout my whole body. My head was lowered into the pillow and I groaned into it as he slowly slid back down my canal. As he thrust himself back fully into me, I was propelled forward, throwing my ass higher into the air. He didn't stop this time but started to slowly pump his hard, thick cock in and out of my ass, only stopping long enough to feel his head just inside me.

His thrusts grew in their intensity and sped up as he fucked me harder and harder, the first one to ever take me in the ass. I could hear his ragged breath as he pumped in and out and I groaned every time he hit the end of my canal. I felt a drop of sweat hit my back and I could tell he was working very hard. His grunt told me that he was enjoying himself and what he was doing to me, was overwhelming my every thought. I felt his hands holding onto my hips tightly as he plunged into me with a force that sent me over the edge. I groaned over and over, feeling his head twitching and knew I would soon feel his hot come, deep inside me.

I suddenly sat up in bed, the sweat pouring off me. I blinked and looked around, trying to remember where I was. I realized that it was only a dream and I slowly sank back into the warm covers. I closed my eyes, wanting to relive the pleasure I had felt during my dream but I couldn't find the way back into it. After rolling around for a few minutes, I got up and looked out the window. I lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply as I tried to relax. I just stared out the window, not seeing anything.

I could feel the sweat on my body, in my hair and on my legs. I was getting cold but that didn't seem to matter as I continued staring out the window. I suddenly realized that my cock was hard so I reached down and started to rub it as I stood, unabashedly, in front of the window, not caring if anyone saw me or saw what I was doing. I had never felt so hot before and I was almost in a trance as I stood, rubbing myself out in the open. 

I suddenly noticed a movement on the street below. A man was walking towards me, huddled against the wind, trying to keep warm. Without a thought, I didn't move and watched him get closer and closer, all the time, wondering if he would look up and see me. As he came closer, I rubbed myself faster and faster. I could feel the tingle in my balls as he walked past my window. Suddenly, I erupted and my come splashed against the pane, sliding down it in an obscene shape. I had closed my eyes when I started coming and when I opened them, the man was standing watching me, a big smile on his face.

I realized where I was and what I was doing and turned away from the window quickly. How could I openly stand naked in front of a window and come all over the glass while watching another man walk down the street. I had never before, had any thoughts about men and now I was showing one my cock and letting him watch me come, at least I hoped he had watched. After a few minutes, I looked outside again and found the man standing, looking up at my window, his smile still on his face. He had seen me, and it seemed like he had enjoyed what he had watched. I couldn't help but grin to myself as I looked down at him, watching him closely.

Finally, after a few more minutes, he started down the street. Before he did though, he gave me a little wave that I took as a thank you for the show. I watched him disappear into the darkness and wondered what he could be thinking.

The next day, in the market, I noticed a man smiling at me from across the aisle. I had never seen him before and I didn't know what he would be smiling at me for. I kept shopping and when I got to the register, he was standing there, waiting in line. He saw me approach and the smile returned to his face as his eyes washed over me, sending a funny feeling throughout my whole body. I tried to avert my attention from him as if I hadn't seen him but I couldn't. I smiled back at him finally and waited just behind him to get through the register. My heart was pounding in my chest and I could feel myself getting hot, sweat slowly starting to run down my sides and between my legs.

He suddenly turned around and with the smile still on his face, nodded at me.

"Hi."

"Hey," I answered back, not knowing what else to say.

"How are you?" he asked.

"Fine."

As I looked at his face, I tried to think of where and if I had ever seen him before. While I was thinking about it, he interrupted my thoughts.

"Saw you the other night," he said.

"Oh?"

"Don't you remember?" he asked.

"No, I'm sorry, I don't," I replied, starting to unload my groceries onto the counter.

"In your window," he said.

I hesitated as he continued.

"I saw you in your window the other night. I was the guy walking down the street."

I could feel the heat on my face as it started to turn redder and redder. I looked up and he was still smiling at me.

"I'm glad to see you. I wanted to thank you for the show you put on. You looked so hot standing in the window, your cock so hard and your come spraying all over the window. I had trouble walking the rest of the way home, I was so hard after watching you come."

What could I say? Here was the guy who had watched me show him my cock and he enjoyed it. I felt a tingle in my balls as I stood, my face redder than red, looking at this man, whom I didn't know, telling me that he had enjoyed watching me come. 

I felt like my world had come to a stop as we stood there, him smiling at me and me, my face the color of crimson, not knowing what, if anything, to say. I had been caught and now I didn't know what to do, accept the fact or try to toss it off as if nothing happened.

"It's all right, you know," he said. "I've always wondered what it would be like to have someone watch me as I come and because, I've thought about doing it many times, I was pleasantly and erotically surprised when I saw you doing it. In fact, just thinking about it, my cock is starting to become a problem."

He laughed as I looked down at his pants, a bulge starting to grow in them as we continued standing in line. Just then, the cashier started putting his things through and he moved down the line, all the time watching me and smiling at me. I didn't know where to look so I kept my eyes on him and watched as he paid for his things and started to collect them. As he picked up his bags, he turned to me again.

"Maybe, we'll see each other again," he said.

"Maybe," I blurted out.

I watched him disappear out of the store as the cashier rang through my purchases. As I stood there, my cock was rising even more and I knew I was going to have a hard time, walking the few blocks back home in this condition. With shaky legs, I gathered up my bags and walked unsteadily, out of the store, hoping that no one was watching me or noticing the bulge in my pants.

After finally getting home and putting my things away, I went straight up to my bedroom. I quickly peeled my clothes off and walked over to the window. I looked out through the sheer curtains and didn't see anyone. I felt a pang of disappointment but stayed in place. I reached down and felt my hard cock, rubbing my hands slowly up and down my length, hoping someone would come along and see me. I closed my eyes as I felt my balls starting to tighten and suddenly, I was coming, spewing out hot come onto the window again. When I opened my eyes, I watched it's hideous journey as it slid slowly down the glass, pooling on the sill at the bottom. 

I looked out the window and saw a figure standing just out of the light. I tried to see his face but couldn't, the shadows hiding him completely. They I noticed his body was moving slightly and his arm was jerking back and forth as he looked up at my window.

He moved a little into the light, as if he wanted me to see him and I saw his hard cock in his hand. He was pumping up and down its length fast and I could see the pleasure on his face as he continued looking at me. He suddenly jerked and I saw his eyes close as he came, right there in the street. I couldn't see his come spurting out of his now softening cock but I imagined I could hear his groans of pleasure.

I watched him clean himself up a little and then he looked up at my window again, his face aglow in the moonlight, with a smile. Here we were, two grown men, showing off for each other, coming in front of each other and enjoying the feeling of being watched. He again, gave me a little wave and I watched him disappear down the street, my mind a jumble of thoughts. I didn't sleep very much that night and since the next day was Saturday, I slept in until about ten in the morning.

After having a quick breakfast, I headed out, wanting to get out in the warm sun. I went to my usual spot, where I could sit and watch people as they walked past and enjoy the surroundings. I sat there for a long time before I suddenly realized that I wasn't alone. I looked behind me and there he was, standing just out of sight of anyone else, looking at me, a smile on his face. When he saw me looking at him, he started towards me. He wasn't alone though, there was a young girl with him. I watched them approach and he sat down beside me.

"Hi," he said quickly. "Saw you sitting here and wanted to come over to say hello."

"Well, I'm glad you did," I replied, looking at him then the young girl with him.

"My name is Scott and this is my daughter, Jan," he said, motioning towards the girl.

"Joe," I replied, taking his outstretched hand. "Nice to finally know your name."

We didn't say anything for a minute, then I turned to him.

"Was that you the other?" I started but he stopped me.

"Yes," he said quickly.

I smiled at him and it was his turn for his face to turn red. He looked down at the ground and I could feel the tingle in my balls again as I watched him. He suddenly looked up.

"Listen, we were just going for a walk. Would you like to join us?"

"Yeah, I'd like that," I replied.

We all stood up and started walking down the path, talking and laughing as we went. Scott was beside me and his daughter walked on the other side of him. Every once in a while, his hand would brush against my leg, whether it was on purpose or not, I couldn't tell but I didn't say anything to discourage him. The further we walked, the bolder he got. Now he openly, placed his hand on my thigh and I felt him giving it a squeeze. I looked down and noticed the bulge in his pants and tried not to stare at it. It was hard not to look at him as I was getting hard at the same time, whether it was from his touch or from the thoughts that were running through my mind.

We had walked quite a distance when he suddenly stopped and turned towards me, his hand openly brushing against the bulge in my pants. Without a word, he smiled at me as he did it. I felt my cock straining against the cloth of my pants and I wanted him, in the worst way, to undo them and touch my bare cock. I looked up into his eyes, trying to let him know what I wanted but was interrupted by his daughter.

"Dad, I'm all walked out. Do you think we can go home now?" she asked.

"Sure honey. Maybe Joe would like to join us," he said, raising his eyebrows as if asking me to come with them.

"I'd like that," I quickly said as we started back the way we had come.

As we walked back to their place, we passed my house and I couldn't help but look up at my window. Scott saw me and when I looked at him, he had a big grin on his face. I didn't say anything, but I could feel the heat on my face as we continued on. Finally, we turned into a small courtyard and went through some iron gates.

"Here we are," Scott said, holding the gate open for me. 

I followed his daughter through the gates and into the house. I was ushered into a small den and told to make myself comfortable. After a few minutes, Scott came in and sat beside me while his daughter came in with a steaming cup of coffee. I took it from her with shaking hands and quickly took a sip, trying to hide my excitement. I watched her leave and wondered what she was thinking about me being there.

Scott looked around to make sure she had left the room before speaking. He leaned towards me.

"Yes, that was me, the other night. I just had to come down and watch you again. I was hoping that someday we would meet and I could tell you how excited watching you had made me."

I just smiled at him and took another sip of coffee. He continued.

"I couldn't help myself the other night. After watching you, I wanted you to see me. Don't ask me why but I just had to show you my cock."

I turned and put my cup down, turning back to him.

"You know, I didn't get a very good look at your cock. It was too dark."

His face lit up in a big smile. He watched me as I leaned towards him and started to undo his belt and zipper, pulling his pants apart, reaching in to grab his straining cock. He groaned softly when he felt my hand around him and his head went back against the couch, his eyes closed. I pulled the waistband of his shorts away from his skin and pulled him out into the open. He groaned again as I started rubbing up and down his length, feeling every ripple, every vein sticking out along him and then running my finger around his head and through his slit, gently wiping the precum that had gathered there, away. He opened his eyes and looked at me as I raised my finger to my mouth and sucked it into me, tasting him for the first time. I could see the excitement in his eyes as he watched me seductively, suck on my finger, moaning as I did. 

I reached back down and wrapped my hand around him again, making him groan once more.

"Yes, that feels so good," he said quietly. "Your hand feels so good around my cock."

His eyes pleaded with me to do more as I started rubbing him, up and down his length, making him groan and moan softly, over and over again.

"Yes, keep going. That feels so good," he said.

I leaned down and flicked my tongue out, touching his soft head. He jumped a little at my touch but bucked his hips up towards my open mouth. I, for the first time, took his cock into my mouth and closed my lips around it, feeling its heat and smoothness as he bucked his hips once more, sending it further into me. I reached out and gently grabbed his balls as I started to bob up and down him, sucking hard on his head.

"Oh fuck, that feels so good," he said into my ear. "Keep sucking me. I want to come in your mouth."

He started bucking his hips up and down in rhythm with my movements. My thoughts were not on anything but his cock as I continued sucking him as he pumped up and down, sending his hard cock to the back of my throat every time.

"Oh fuck, I think I'm coming," he suddenly said.

I sucked harder and felt the first throes of come cross my tongue and trail down my throat. He groaned loudly as his cock spurted over and over again, sending rivers of hot, sweet tasting, come down my throat. I swallowed over and over again, not wanting to miss any of it and when he was finished, I slowly took him out of my mouth.

"Oh fuck, that felt good. I've never had my cock sucked by a man before," he said.

I looked at him and smiled. 

"That's all right. I've never sucked a cock before," I replied, making him smile.

We sat for a few minutes in silence as I could hear his breathing, starting to return to normal.

"What about you?" he asked. "Do you want me to suck your cock?"

I didn't answer him right away. My mind was going a million miles an hour. Finally I looked at him.

"Well, I was thinking about something else."

He looked at me inquisitively. I continued and told him about my dream. After I was finished, I could see him getting hard again.

"Are you asking me to fuck you in your ass?" he finally said, searching my face for the answer.

I just looked at him and said, "Yes."

There was a moment of silence and neither of us moved. Then he was on his feet, stripping his clothes off as I stood and joined him, quickly shedding my clothes until we stood looking at each other, completely naked, our cocks pointing at one another. Without saying a word, I got down on the floor on my hands and knees. I heard him sink to the floor beside me.

"My hole needs to be wet enough to let you enter me," I said.

He looked around frantically.

"What should I use?" he asked, finally looking back at me.

"Don't you have anything we can use as a lubricant?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Well then, there's always your tongue," I said, wiggling my ass at him.

I turned and lowered my head to my arms while at the same time, raising my ass higher in the air, pointing it directly at him. I felt him move behind me and then his tongue snaked its way up my crack. I moaned at his touch and pushed back against his face. He started to lick up and down my crack stopping to push against my hole. He continued licking and sucking me then I felt his finger tracing along my crack, stopping to push against my hole. I pushed back and felt his finger enter me, splitting me open. I groaned as he slid it further up into me then stopped.

"Go ahead," I said. "Finger fuck my ass."

He started to thrust his finger in and out of me, sending waves of pain mixed with excitement though me.

"Yes, that's it. Fuck my ass with your finger. Fuck it hard."

That seemed to spur him on and he thrust quickly, in and out of me. Then, he put a second finger in me and after a few thrusts, a third. Now my ass hole was wide open as he fucked me with his three fingers. I can't explain what I was feeling at that moment other than complete wanton lust. I wanted to feel his cock up my ass so I turned my head and looked at him.

"Fuck me. Fuck me now. I want our cock up my ass."

I felt his fingers leave my hole and then his head pushing against me. I pushed back at him and his head popped into me, sending another wave of excitement through me.

"Yes, that's it. Push your hard cock up my ass," I pleaded as he slowly sank his length into me. "Oh fuck, that feels so good. Fuck me hard."

I felt him raise himself up a little then start to withdraw his cock. He then thrust fully back up into me and started, slow and steadily, to thrust in and out of my ass. 

"Fuck, your ass feels so tight around my cock," he said, his breathing getting raspier and raspier.

I could feel his balls hit my skin every time he thrust fully up into me and he started to speed up a little.

"Yes, yes, yes. Fuck me hard," I urged him on. "I want you to come in my ass." 

He really started to pound in and out of me now and I could hear our skin slap together every time his balls hit my ass. After a couple of more hard thrusts, I heard him hiss and grunt as his head twitched deep inside me. Suddenly, I had a warming sensation go through my bowels, as he came inside me, spewing his hot come deep up into my ass. I groaned and pushed back even harder against him, wanting him to fill my ass with his hot come. 

"Yes," I yelled out as I felt his head explode inside me. "Fill my ass with your hot come. Come inside me."

He held himself against my ass as his cock spewed his come out, over and over again, washing the insides of my bowel with its stickiness. After a few minutes, I felt him slowly start to pull himself out of me and I slumped forward, essentially, pulling him out. I felt his come starting to run down my legs as he huffed and puffed behind me. I felt it run down onto my balls and then onto my straining cock. Just as it reached my head, I exploded, sending rivers of come, spewing out of me, covering the floor under me, splashing up against my skin.

I groaned once more than I felt his hand on my cock, pumping the last of my come out of it. He pumped me until I was finished coming, then let me go and I heard him grunt once more as we both tried to relax. After barely catching my breath, I rolled over and looked at him. 




Dreaming



"Thank you," I said, smiling slightly at him, my ass hole still feeling him pounding in and out of it. "Thank you for fulfilling my dreams."

He was still breathing hard so he just smiled and nodded. We relaxed until we found the energy to get our clothes back on and then we sat and just looked at each other, a knowing look in our eyes. We both knew this was going to be the start of something neither of us had imagined when he had watched me in the window the first time.

"Who would have known," he said. "Finding out about you just because I had just looked up at the right moment and saw you in your window."

"Funny how these things happen, isn't it?" I replied.

"Yeah, it is, isn't it?"

We sat and talked for a little longer then I got up to leave.

"When can we get together again?' he asked.

"Soon, I hope. I enjoyed your cock in me and I think I want you to fuck me as often as you can, from now on."

We made arrangements to meet later in the week and just as I was walking out the door, he said something that stopped me in my tracks.

"Maybe, my daughter would like to join us next time."

I looked back at his smiling face.

"She knows about my fantasies with men and she loves sex as much as we do. Maybe she will join us and we can fuck her as well as each other."

I smiled brightly at him and turned away. Over my shoulder, I shouted back at him, "I'd like that. Make sure she's home the next time we meet."

"She will be, I promise," he shouted back as I disappeared through the iron gates. "She will be," was the last thing I heard as my ears were ringing and my mind was ablaze, thinking about fucking both of them. 



Dreaming



She was dreaming again. Drifting in that place between dreams and reality, allowing her consciousness and subconsciousness to merge as one as she laid on the bed, in a small silk tank top and boxers, the heat pressing down and keeping her from fully waking. Faintly aware of the hot breeze blowing in through the window and brushing against her sweaty skin, her eyes fluttered beneath her eyelids with passing REM images.

There was no clear line, no way of defining one from the other. At points she could swear he was really laying on top of her, the fabric of the silk really the feel of his skin moving against hers as he seemed to labour through the love making. Her hips rocked upwards, pushing against him in return as their hands found each other, being pushed back against the bed above her head. Her eyes sought the darkness, vainly searching for those blue orbs that seemed like oceans when she looked into them. She wanted to make him real, she wanted him to -be- real. There's no way to describe it, no words to tell of the aching inside her, not only in her body, but in her heart as well. Her soul longing to wrap around him, sooth and comfort him in the only way that lovers can.

But at the same time, she didn't want it to be real. She loved the way reality and illusions blurred in her mind, she loved being able to slip back and forth at any time she pleased. To confuse the pain with the love she felt for a man that was barely within grasps reach. It tormented her, he tormented her. Giving into him completely, letting him take whatever he wanted. If only he knew he had her wrapped around his little finger, but it was dangerous that way. They both knew he pulled on her strings, he could unravel her soul at any minute.

Whimpering, she was finally able to find the depth of his eyes, letting them bore into hers as he pushed just that much deeper. It was such a surreal feeling; this perfect piece of a man belonging to her as far as she was concerned. The fine hairs that covered his entire body was hers, the fingers that now laced with hers, keeping her hands firmly against the bed were hers, the muscular buttocks that powered his increasing thrusts were hers, his lips - so kissable, soft, but commanding - were hers, his forearms - how she loved to watch them work, watch the muscles and the veins that helped make him perfect - were hers. But his heart, his soul, even his mind would never be captured by a single female and that made him all the more irresistible. And she didn't want to capture him, she wanted him to come to her willingly, to give himself to her as she gave herself to him, to give and take, to push and pull in a perfect loving dance. Beyond reality, that's what she had.

Her limbs ached, even as she remained in bed alone, her muscles grew sore from the workings of her mind. From the way he held her pinned under him, from the way he only seemed to worry about himself at the moment, taking what he wanted, what he needed with a low growl that made her sweaty body shiver with anticipation. She wanted to be used and from the way his hips grind against her thighs, she knew she wanted to be abused by him.

The breeze continued to drift in through the window, like a soft promising whisper that tickled her toes, caressing the hot flesh of her legs as it wound it's way around both their bodies, bringing the smell of yet another oncoming storm. No, she didn't want a storm yet. No, she wanted to finish this with him before her conscious was pulled from this sweet dream by the rolling thunder. Murmuring encouragements she knew he wanted to hear, his movements become almost frantic, even frustrated, but she was there. She was on the edge, she's always been on the edge with him.

"Don't stop...", she whispered, "t - take me...use me...abuse - abuse me...fuck...me", but his name become caught in her throat as if it was a sin to even whisper it to the wind, but who would hear? She would hear; a name meant he'd become real, more real than she wanted, real enough that he'd able to hurt her where she didn't want to be hurt. Not yet.

Her fingers tightened around his as the enviable climax cursed through her body, twisting and squirming under him, knowing he wasn't going to give up until he got what he wanted. But it hurt, the spasms that shook her body one after the one hurt so good she wanted to scream, but she didn't dare utter a sound as his own body finally tensed and then collapsed down on top of her, his breathing hot and heavy against the flesh of her neck. Yes, he was hers.

She woke slowly, reluctantly, her mind unwilling to take in the reality that was now around her. But she knew she was alone in her bed again, her arms still above her head, but resting against the mattress. Her arms ached, her fingers ached as well as the muscles in her legs. She knew she was panting, but she couldn't stop it, nor could she stop the empty feeling that rested between her legs, the warm breeze washing over the wetness that lay dormant. The storm continued to hold itself at bay, but the rain had started to seep in through the open window. Lazily she eyed the darkness that surrounded her, repressed her, but welcomed her at the same time and with a groan she rolled onto her stomach and then stiffly crawled out of bed.

Stripping the silk pajamas off, she padded down the hallway and into the bathroom, she needed to cool down, but she hated cold showers. Every muscle groaned in protest as she stepped into the shower, the steam billowing and rising around her as she let the water beat off her body, slowly relaxing her, but causing her forehead to sweat more. She felt empty and drained, she felt tired but wide awake, but most of all she felt satisfied. Holding her head under the shower head to allow the water wash over her hair, and run down her face, almost suffocating her. Her skin stung and burned from the heat of the steam and water, but she loved it. And she knew she would be able to fall asleep peacefully afterwards.



Dreaming



She lies in bed in a light but restful sleep, she thinks she hears something, but she still sleeps, so nothing comes of it. 

He snuggles into her sleeping body, in her dreams she sees him cuddling her. He kisses her ear and cheek as she breathes in her eyes still closed. He grabs her tits and caresses gently at first and licks and bites up her neck.

“Hmm,” she extends her neck out and he nips at her ear lobe. 

He lays his head on her neck and breathes in deeply his dick firmly planted on her ass. She pushes back a little still uncertain she is not dreaming. He wraps a hand around her neck and slides two fingers into her mouth, and she instinctively sucks on them. 

She sees herself run her hand up his masculine arm and bites at his fingers. He groans and bites her neck she opens her eyes for a second at the pain and closes them again enjoying the pleasure in it. She runs her hand down to her soaked box he follows her hand with his and drags her hand away. He runs his two fingers over her hole; she opens her legs a little as he has his legs wrapped around her calves so she can’t move too much. 

She sucks on his fingers like they were his cock. She had been told she gives a good blowjob, and in her mind she sees herself on her knees sucking back on his massive member. She thinks on how comfortable it feels to be in this position, like and old comfortable pair of jeans. She applies a little pressure with her lips and pulls her head back, letting her tongue drag lightly. She relaxes her throat now fully lost in the lust of it all, and gently pulls his fingers into her. She feels the energy build within her, the comfortable knowing of how to rock this man’s world. The power she feels the thought of what kind of pleasure she can instill. The soft moans escaping his lips, the look of total comfort on his body, as she slides his cock/ fingers back and forth.  She can’t help it her box is soaked by the thought of the act

He taps on her clit making it swell even more as he lays his fingers lightly on her nub and moves them back and forth making her jerk. She groans sweetly and he runs his hand up her neck pushing her face to his, they interlock lips and she turns around, eyes still closed, thoughts of is this real? Run through her cloudy mind. Her legs seem to move on their own, wrapping around him. He lets his swollen member slide in but doesn’t move. She stops for a minute and looks at him with her sleepy eyes, closes them as he kisses her deeply, she wonders if she is still dreaming.

Slowly he moves his hips and for a second she does not move, she lets her head fall back and he licks up her neck and bites at her chin. She groans, closes her eyes and her head swells into the abyss, he pushes into her and she moves her hips with him, her legs still wrapped around him their lips inter lock her arms wrapped around him, her grabs both her arms pushes them down onto the bed by her head and thrust deep into her, her back arches as she soars into her gasm. 

He smiles his beautiful sideways smile kisses her he pulls his cock out and shoves it into her pink lips his legs on her arms she lifts her head and relaxes her throat letting him fuck her face. He pulls his rod back and shoves it into her face; once again she lets her tongue drag back and sucks a little. She relaxes her throat and pushes in to the hilt, and she feels her nose pressed up against his stomach. He cums into the back of her throat his head tilted back. His back arched as a huge groans comes from his beautiful face. …

He throws his body next to her they kiss and wrap in each other’s arms she opens her eyes to make sure he is really there. 

“Good morning Doll.”

“Good morning sleepy baby.”

Nice to see you are really here.” He smiles at her 

“Why did you think you were dreaming?” She does not answer and just smiles as a soft pink hue comes over her. He chuckles, kisses her cheek and lays his head against her cheek. They snuggle into each other tightly wrapped and gently fall asleep. 



Dreaming



I lay my book down with a sigh. It can't seem to hold my interest tonight. It is a good book but my thoughts keep drifting to you. I miss you more than words can tell. 

I am laying with my stomach presses against my bed. My legs are spread a little. My pillow under my chest as I use my elbows to prop me up. I can feel the soft cotton against my bare skin. I lay my head on the bed as I think about you and all the fun we could have. 

I daydream that I am laying on top of your sexy body. I start kissing your soft lips. Feeling you kiss me back passionately. I slide my hands over your hard chest. Your hair is so sensual against my palms. Then I find your nipples. I take them between my fingers and pinch them a little. Then I pull them a little roughly. They are so hard now.

I kiss your collarbones. Then I kiss my way down your chest to your nipples. I kiss your right nipple first. Then I take it in my hot mouth and I run my wet tongue over it. You moan in pleasure. I slip my hands under your back and pull your chest closer to my face. I start sucking on your nipple gently at first, then harder. You wiggle under me and I can feel your hard erection against my stomach. 

I kiss my way over to your left nipple. I look in your breathtaking brown eyes as I flick your nipple with my tongue. I can see the intense pleasure shinning in your eyes. I slide down your body. My breasts caress your skin as I do. You can feel my hard nipples travel down your body. I kiss all the way down to your stomach. At your bellybutton I stop. I kiss it. Then I slide my tongue inside. I wiggle my tongue a little then I start tongue fucking your navel. Your groans are getting louder now. 

I can feel your hard cock resting between my soft breasts. I slide my breasts slowly up and down your cock. I love the feel of you fucking my breasts. I can feel the moisture just pouring out of my cunt. I kiss your bellybutton again then keep traveling down. 

I finally reach your groin. I kiss the skin around the base of your cock. Then I run my tongue around it. I make sure not to touch your cock. I slide my tongue under your full balls. I massage the skin under your balls with my tongue. I look at your face and I can see you are in ecstasy. I smell the musky scent of your arousal. It sends waves of electricity through me. 

I run my tongue over the underside of your balls. Then I slowly take first one then both in my mouth. I moan as I do. I love to feel your balls filling up my mouth. I just hold them for a minute. They are so heavy with your cum. I look up at you and we lock eyes as I start sucking. I run my fingernails lightly up and down your chest and stomach as I start sucking harder. Your eyes are glazed over. I work my tongue into your balls while I suck. I am sucking you like I'm trying to suck the cum straight from your balls. My fingernails never stop moving along your chest and stomach.

I let your balls slip out of my mouth. I raise my head and lick your cock. My tongue slides all the way from the base of your cock to your head. Then I drag my tongue back down to your base. I do this all the way around your cock. I kiss the head of your cock. Your precum covers my lips. I open them and slip just your head in my mouth. I taste all your sweet juices. 

Finally I can take it no more. I grab my dildo and slide it in my wet cunt. I tighten my muscles around it as I ride it. I think about riding your cock. I can feel your cock throbbing deep in my tight pussy. I lean over a little so you can suck my nipples. The way your goatee rubs my breast drives me wild. I ride your cock harder. So hard that the bed is shaking. 

Your cock swells in my cunt as my orgasm builds. Your cock starts positioning my pussy faster. We cross over the brink at the same time. As you erupt in me, my pussy floods your cock with my juices. My cum soaks the sheets as I collapse on my bed. I slowly pull my dildo from my cunt. I lick my toy off thinking about how good our juices taste when I clean your cock with my tongue. 

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Dreaming



She wakes, quietly but thoroughly, her hand cupping one soft, breast, the nipple hard and elongated beneath her palm. Remnants of a remembered dream, soft and erotic, linger. Her fingers sweep out and under, trailing butterfly touches along the sensitive underside of her breast. Squeezing gently, her eyes seek the stiff red tip, measuring the length of her arousal. Between her legs, sprawled and relaxed, she feels dampness forming. Languidly, she trails her hand down between the sensitive lips, coaxing a finger between the soft, smooth, plump pudenda, touching lightly the curled tight clit. She closes her eyes. She breathes deeply, a yogic cathartic opening which expands her rib cage, causing her breast to swell and spill over her fingers. 

The finger which rests lightly between her legs is gently enveloped in the sweet lips, now swelling, now dampening; she touches a single droplet of moisture. Bringing her fingers to her nose, she breathes her own arousal, then flicking her tongue from between swollen lips, captures the astringent, clean taste in her mouth. She had just shaved the evening before, her cunt is smooth, hairless and slippery. Again, her gaze fastens on the breast captured in the warmth of her palm - she squeezes again, watching the pale, lightly freckled flesh swell up and over, the long, pink nipple stiffened like a tiny cock. She wishes, not for the first time, her breast was larger so she could lean down and suckle. Instead, she leans forward, cupping, then flicks her tongue across the tip. 

She shudders. Her breasts are ultra sensitive, something he often forgets. When her children were babies and used to suckle, she got intense but not sexual pleasure from the fierce movement of their tiny jaws, the feel of the milk letting down deep inside the swollen glands, then the almost orgasmic release as it swept down and through the engorged tips into their eager mouths. Often, she had thought how wonderful it would be if he would suckle, not a lick, or a cursory suck, but a steady rhythmic suckling ... and visions of her milk sweeping into his mouth, and his hands between her legs ...

Her fingers fumble between her legs. She pulls her long, shapely legs up slightly, planting her feet, parting her knees, muscles flexing in her supple thighs. She pushes the firm globes of her ass against the bed and stiffens her finger, probing purposely until her finger slips into the tightness of her cunt. Sighting, she pushes it in to the knuckle, moving it gently so the walls of her slick red hole are gently palpitated. Rhythmically, she pushes her finger in and out, curling the tip slightly so the spongy platform at the back of her cunt is manipulated and pushed. Each movement brushes the palm of her hand against her awakening clit - barely touching, a mere flick which stimulates without actually solidly connecting. Her clit is extremely sensitive and pressure around it is far more effective; too much and the line from pleasure to pain is crossed.

Pausing, she sits up, released the breast to bounce gently on her chest. She shakes slightly, relishing the feel of the soft globes against her ribs. She reaches into the bedside table, fumbling, then capturing the dildo. Closing her eyes she pushes it between her lips, slathering her tongue over the hard plastic surface, wetting it. Laying back, she put her hands between her legs - moving her ass up slightly and putting the tip of the dildo against the tight puckered hole of her anus. She pushed down deliberately, feeling the hard tip slipping slightly. Using her thighs, she pushed more strongly against the hard tip, gasping as she feels the tip catching and pushing in, just slightly. She jams the bottom of the dildo against the mattress, the tip now just slightly in her ass. Then flexing her strong thighs, pushes down, her hand cupping her breast once again. The dildo sticks, meeting resistance from the tight sphincter. She persists, her cunt swelling at the feel of the hard length pushing up into her. It hesitates, then slides in, pushing aside the walls of the tight hole and sinking deep inside.

A soft groan escaped her lips, her breath catches. Her hand goes to her clit, spreading the lips over its sensitive head, not directly touching but pushing and pulling. She pushes, hard, against the dildo, pushing it as far as it will go, then pulling up, allows it to slide out several inches. As her hand moves against her increasingly wet cunt, she pushes down again, beginning a rhythm which pushes the dildo up her ass, rubbing her clit, one hand pressing and releasing her breast.

She can feel her cunt opening and closing, the sweet red hole sweating clear, mucuosy arousal. Her mind slows and focuses, flicks through memories and fantasies, a kaleidoscope of cocks in her ass, her mouth, her cunt .... of hot wet lips between her legs, lapping at her cunt, the feel of a stiff cock pushing in and out of her mouth.

A sound disturbs her, shattering, for the moment, her concentration. Her hand pauses, her eyes snap open. He's standing at the door, his green eyes narrowed. His hand rests, lightly, delicately on the bulge which pushes out the front of his pants. He stalks in, his eyes never leaving hers, gliding on cat paws to beside the bed. Wordlessly, he reaches and pulls, roughly her legs to the side of the bed. Between her legs, a clear stream of her arousal snakes between the sweet crack of her ass.

He pulls her towards him, pushing her legs up and toward her face, so her ass is pulled to the side of the bed, accessible and vulnerable. She stiffens slightly. His hand moves quickly and a hard, sharp slap across her left buttock stings for a moment. She forces herself to relax. Her breasts are quivering, the nipples thick and distended. Her eyes are slits as she challenges him. Her nose flares and unknowingly, clenches her teeth, almost growling. He leans over her, his torso pushing against her legs, forcing them towards her swollen tits. She makes an inarticulate sound as she feels her calves straining. He stands abruptly, one hand holding her feet and thus her legs tight together and then looks down.

Her entire cunt is open to his gaze, a sleek, damp semicircle right down to the rosy puckered beauty of her anus. Her cunt lips are pressed tightly together from the position, so the long pretty slit with its soft, petal like lips which she shaves every day seems to be straining to his hand, hiding the sweet pink hole. At the very top of her slit, he can see her swollen clit just peeking out; like a miniature penis.

Holding her ankles tight with one large hand, he reaches and gently, softly flicks the impudent pink tip. She gasps and her hips spasm. Almost roughly, he pushes her legs towards her face and then kneeling, keeping pressure on the backs of her straining calves, puts his face near the sweet feast of her most private places. He closes his eyes and takes a deep, sweet breath of her essence, then leaning, flicks his tongue from the crack of her ass up to the sweet junction of her thighs. He feels her hips straining against his hands as she tries to push her cunt into his seeking mouth. His cock feels heavy and swollen, turgid and erect it bobs against his belly. He fumbles at his fly, then manages to undo the button and carefully, protecting the soft skin of his straining cock, get his pants down. He licks again, flicking the stiff tip of his tongue between the lips of her cunt, lapping at the sticky, clear proof of her arousal. It tastes clean and sweet and sipping delicately at the very entrance to her cunt, he pushes his tongue into the swollen hole of her vagina. He feels his tongue suddenly clamped as she exerts the strong muscles of her cunt and pulls his tongue further in. Rhythmically, she squeezes and releases his tongue. Laughing, he pulls back and stands.

His cock juts out from his body, thick and red, the tip purplish, its protective hood retracted, leaving the slippery, purple head free. A viscous clear liquid oozes from the tip, coating his hand as he rubs it carelessly down the length. 

Holding it firmly in one hand, he bends his knees slightly, angling the stiff erection towards her cunt. He pushes the tip between the swollen lips, coating and mingling their juices. Slick, slippery, the sounds of the their sexes meeting is thrilling. Her hips move restlessly. He pushes again on her legs which he has pushed again towards her face. The tip of his beautiful cock enters, he feels her cunt trying to suck it in. Slowly, almost painfully, he pushes aside the swollen folds of her vagina, closing his eyes, relishing the feel of the hot, tight flesh enveloping him. His groin bumps against the plumpness of her ass. Again, slowly he pulls out, a sucking wet sound and almost like a cork popping, he pulls free o f her cunt. She gives an inarticulate cry of distress as his cock is pulled completely free of her. He smacks her lightly and she is quiet. Again, he pushes his cock in, letting it sink into the swollen damp folds of her cunt. 

He starts a rhythm, pumping slowly, exquisitely almost painfully slowly, in and out, pumping his stiff, turgid prick, slickly, in and out. Her eyes are closed as she looks inward, seeking out the sweetness of a stiff prick in her aching cunt, passive, she allows him to fuck her as he wishes, only the frantic pumping inside her cunt betraying her.

He pulls out and then suddenly, with no warming, his prick is pushing against the tight furled hole of her ass. Startled, she bucks. He smacks her = hard this time so the mark of his fingers are clear on the pale creamy skin of her ass. Stiffening he pushes the slick tip of his prick against the tight hole, insistent and determined. The spongy tip slides in slightly. He moves his hip slightly side to side, pushing hard and then another inch sinks into the dark tightness. 

He looks down - three inches of his hard prick are now in her ass. It looks unbelievably sexy - the pale, pink flushed pink of his stiff cock in the small tight hole, the cheeks spread wide. Just above his protruding prick he can see her cunt hole gaping slightly open and her clit at the juncture of her nether lips is fully elongated and stiff. Watching intently, he pushes his hips purposefully forward, watching and relishing the sight of his prick sinking into her sweet ass. His groin hits the spread cheeks of buttocks. He pulls out slightly. It is almost painful, then pushes in. As he continues his rhythmic intrusion, the juice which is now trickling in a stream from her cunt hole coats his prick, making it slick and slippery, helping him slip it in and out far easier.

He hears her groaning. Beneath his hands, her straining calves are jumping. He hears her breathing hitch, then tremble and stop for a second. Her eyes are closed, her face strained and almost painfully clenched. Suddenly, she groans and her body stiffens. He sinks his prick into her faster, pumping in and out rapidly, feeling the tug in his balls as they tighten and pull up to his body. His prick is slipping in and out easily now and he can feel her starting, a tremor in the distance, a clenching of muscles deep within. Her breath hitches and suddenly her hips move frantically, pushing her ass against the stiff prick. Her breathing is rapid, panicking and suddenly she slams her ass against him, enveloping the stiff, turgid cock deeply within her. He closes his eyes and feels her come. His prick feels the pulsing of her cervix, the thin membrane separating her vagina from her ass conducting the deep rhythmic throbbing. His prick is so swollen it is almost painful. He feels as if the muscles pulsing beneath the soft skin of his penis are bursting out. As his prick is enveloped in her powerful wave, it feels as if a hand deep within that sweet ass has taken him and is squeezing. His balls contract and the pulling feeling increases. Suddenly, his orgasm hits, he feels the sperm pulled up from the tight furled sweetness of his testicles which have pulled up into the warm cavity of his body. He feels it exploding up and through the shaft of his penis then burst from the tip, flooding the dark anal passageway with thick, white come, soaking her. Frantically, he pushes up against her, ensuring that all that sweet sperm is ejected into her ass. Pulling back slightly, he pushes into her again, tight, almost painfully as he empties his cock.

She starts, opens her eyes. Reaching between her legs, languidly, she pulls the stiff vibrator out of her ass. Suction causes it to pop as she pulls it. Sighing, she sits up, pausing for a moment, then heads for the bathroom ... wishing again he would get back from his damn trip.



Dreaming



I am off work for the day, something that rarely happens. You still have to go into the office so I spend the day cleaning up around the house and doing some yard work. It has been a while since we had the chance for a romantic evening and I want to do something nice for you. We both get so wrapped up in the work-a-day world that there never seems to be enough time to spend together. 

Once my chores were done, I decide to fix a really nice dinner of roasted pork loin, garlic mashed potatoes, a fresh green salad, and I selected a vintage bottle of Merlot to compliment the meal. I set the table, had the salad chilling in the fridge, and the pork loin and potatoes keeping warm in the oven. Mmmmmmmmm, the smell is so intoxicating and the table is perfect with candles and flowers. I can't wait for you to get home!

However, I still need to get ready. I hop in the shower, scrubbing my skin with jasmine vanilla sugar scrub. My skin has a nice rosy glow once I get out of the shower. I select my newest purchase to wear: a sexy black lace demi-cup bra and matching thong. This is my surprise for you tonight after dinner. I need something light to put on before I put on my nice little black dress that I have not gotten to wear for so long. I go to the closet and the first thing I come in contact with is your cornflower blue dress shirt. I love putting on your clothes, especially the ones that have your scent lingering on them. I slip on the cotton shirt and immediately smelled you and all sorts of lusty thoughts conjured up in my mind. Of course, the fact that my exposed nipples are rubbing against your shirt only fuels that fire!

I take time and care into straightening my hair and arranging it just right. I apply just a little bit of make up to accentuate my light skin, blue eyes, and red hair. Your shirt really sets off my eyes; they are so blue as I look at my reflection in the mirror. I have a certain twinkle, a wicked little grin creeping on my face as I think about our evening ahead. 

With a little time still before you come home, I decide to take a quick cat nap. Before I settle on the bed, I double check all of the food; it looks and smells absolutely delicious and I hope you enjoy it. Climbing up on the high bed, I slip myself under the sheet and comforter and nuzzle myself into the soft pillow to drift off to sleep........

I must be dreaming. I feel your weight on the bed, your warm skin melding to mine from behind. I feel your warm breath at my neck, your lips on my shoulders and up to my ear to whisper to me that you are home. I murmur some incomprehensive thought to you, my dream man. And feel your skilled hands under the shirt, hot on my hip, down my thigh and back up and under the shirt to rest on my ribs. You simultaneously lick the side of my neck. The tickle from your beard makes me realize maybe I am not dreaming. My eyes flutter open and yes indeed, you are here with me. I turn my head to see you and you press yourself even closer to my body and your lips are on mine. Opening my mouth, your tongue gently probes mine, sweetly tasting me. Your hand firm on my hip, pulling and grinding into me. I can feel your arousal and it sends shivers up and down my body and I feel myself melting into your embrace, welcoming the feeling of your skin against mine. I push myself willingly back into you and I feel your hardness pulsing against my ass and grazing upward. You resume kissing my neck and shoulder and alternately sucking on my skin, licking me, and kissing me in all of my sensitive spots, especially the spot right below my ear. I gasp for breath as you do this and I feel myself getting flushed and wanting more of you.

Reaching down, you slip your hand inside the front of my thong and meticulously tease the sweetness barely covered. Stroking me, teasing my smoothly shaved lips and rubbing my hardening clit. You pull my body hard against you as you suckle on my earlobe and your hand moves, fingers nimbly working upward on me: fingers trailing through my curly red hair, my belly button, over my tummy, up to my bra. Your hand opens your shirt off of me, exposing my special surprise for you and your hand cups my breast as you feast on my neck more.

I cannot help but grind myself against you.....you have me so hot and I whimper to you how badly I want you. Your thumb lazily circles my exposed nipple....so taut from the contact of you on me; wanting for you to touch it and give me more delicious sensations. Grazing it slightly, flicking and pinching it; you have me feeling engulfed by you. I reach down behind me to feel your cock. I find you hard, thick, and I know you want what I want. Stealthily, you slide the string of my thong to the side, and slip into my hot spot. I rock against you as the tip sensuously teases my sensitive lips. I beg you to please take me. You are kissing my shoulders and I am grinding against you, trying to have more than just a tease of you.

Before I realize what you are doing, I feel your strong hand gripping my hip and you thrust into me hard, stretching my tightness but moving swiftly and fully into me. You are encased in my heat and I gasp and moan. I feel you rake your teeth on my neck and I cry out your name. You gently bite down on me as you start to move and you have me so hot, so ready, and so in need.....I am breathless and wordless in my state. I move with you matching you stroke for stroke and we both can feel my passion building up to a tumultuous explosion. Crying out, moaning your name, you feel my muscles constricting you even tighter. 

Your timing is impeccable when you choose to nibble on my neck and your teeth scrape at the same time. I explode on you, in a trembling mass, moaning, my body spending itself with you. You can feel my pulse as my pussy attempts to suck you into its depths and keep you there. In my ear, I hear you.....a quick whimper, a groan and feel you plunging yourself deeper than you have before and hold me tight against you. We are spot welding together, your essence flowing from you deep in me and my body sheathing you tightly, gladly taking your offering. Your hand moves up from my hip back to my breast and you and I are fused together. You nuzzle and resume licking my neck and plant little kisses on me. My hand covers yours and I drift into you. In our embrace, I remember that this was supposed to be a romantic dinner and I lazily whisper to you with a grin and a giggle ....."Now that you have had desert, are you ready for dinner?" 



Dreaming



Morgan was dreaming while asleep in her cold dark little cage. She was dreaming of the man who captured her, and how he was now captivating her.

she saw him come to her. He opened the cage. The door creaked. He lifted her out of the cage. He carried her up the steps, and into a luxurious bedroom.

There were red satin sheets on the bed and candles were lit around the room. the sweet smell of musk incense fill the room.

There were metal chains on each of the four bed posts. From each chain, black leather cuffs were attached through d rings. Morgan was laid on the bed by her nameless captor. The sheets were so smooth and inviting. They caressed her skin. He fastened her arms to each one of the cuffs. She looked deep into his eyes. Her essence was floating in the beauty of his hazel eyes.

He reached over on the night stand and grabbed a blindfold and strapped it across her eyes. She felt cheated out of admiring his rugged beauty. She suddenly felt warmth. No, the warmth now had a burning heat. Her captor had poured a scolding hot liquid on her. she felt the heat on her breast, dripping down her stomach, her thighs and her cunt. She felt as if she were in the pit of a volcano. What she didn't know was that her captor was pouring hot candle wax on her eager naked body.

she heard the ripping teeth of his zipper being pulled down.

He was standing over her she felt his breath on her neck. She felt the blood rushing through his throbbing cock. It was hard like the stones on a protruding mountain peak. She was eager to feel him inside of her.

He rubbed his enormous cock along the inside of her thighs teasing her. She felt as if she were going to go insane with passion. The tender head of his cock was rubbing against her clit, she wanted to scream. She was anticipating his entering her inviting pussy. But he pulled away. She wanted to cum just from the rubbing, but it seemed as if her wasn't ready for her to reach her peak yet.

He grabbed a tanned hide strap and started smacking her ass with it. She was shocked, almost appalled. But the pain was delicious. Her ass felt as if hot embers were shooting through it.

Morgan screamed, but she was unsure if her screams were of agony or ecstasy.

Her captor grabbed a very large. round purple ball gag. He grabbed Morgan by the hair, jerked her head back, and began buckling the gag.

"That will quiet you my pet" said the unknown captor.

Morgan moaned and groaned through the gag. Her struggles were useless. She felt cold steel enter her cunt and her ass. Her captor had inserted bondage hooks into her cunt and ass. Morgan was confused about this weird new sensation over taking her senses. As the hooks were tied to her, holding both of them deep inside her. She felt the need to ride the hooks, her cunt was pulsating , she felt like a time bomb was inside her ticking and ready to go off at any minute. Her ass felt full and pulses exploded through her body as she rode the hooks.

"You're quite the little slut. aren't you?" the mysterious stranger asked.

Morgan was getting exhausted from what seemed like a never ending orgasm. Her face was contorted with the look of pleasure, only a deep moan could escape her lips because of the gag. As she finished, mystery man untied the hooks and removed them from each hole. Morgan felt the empty void. Mystery man took the blindfold, carefully off of Morgan's eyes, and left the gag in place.

"Now, it is time for my fun, and I want you to look at me while it is happening." uttered Mystery Man.

Morgan felt his rough beard along her neck as he tenderly bit her neck. She was entranced. He was on top of her and ready to mount her. Her cunt was wet and inviting. He continued to kiss along her neck down towards her ample breasts. He licked each nipple vigorously, then bit, at first gently, then with a ripping tug. The pain drove waves of ecstasy through Morgan. His engorged cock slammed through her. She felt the force of his thrust radiating through her entire body. Each forceful thrust was more powerful than the next. Morgan nearly felt as if she were loosing consciousness from the shear ecstasy. This man had complete control of her and unbelievable power over her body.

Finally the mysterious stranger felt the intensity of their passion and experienced an intense body wrenching climax. Morgan felt his fluid fill her up. Morgan looked up at her man of mystery, she looked at his wavy dark brown hair, his well groomed beared that had a touch of gray, his piercing eyes bore through her as they shared a moment of ecstasy.

As she convulsed from ecstasy, she heard a door open. She couldn't believe her eyes her boyfriend Ian was standing before her. I thought I would share you with my friend Greg. I know what a kinky slutty girl you can be so I thought that you would enjoy the mystery and intrigue of being captured and thoroughly fucked by a stranger. This did make Morgan even more excited, even though she was recovering from an intense orgasm. Her arousal started to grow and intensify.

Morgan got off the bed, and gave Ian a long deep kiss. Their tongues intertwined in a passionate frenzy. Her hand trailed down his chest, slowly sliding down, until she reached the bulge in his pants. His cock was rock hard. She unzipped his pants, and wiggled her hand inside his jeans. She pulled out his cock and started stroking it. At first, she started with a gentle motion, then gradually added speed.

"Oh, baby that feels soooooooooo good." Ian moaned.

Ian laid Morgan down on the bed. He was a very commanding man, she loved his domination in the bedroom. Ian started to caress her breasts as he laid on top of her. His hungry mouth found her nipples, he used his tongue and gently teased her nipples. Then he started sucking her breasts vigorously. Morgan moaned helplessly, as Ian flipped her on her stomach. Morgan was now on top of Ian. His hard cock slid inside her dripping wet cunt. Greg was watching all of this as it was going on.

"I'm joining in" Greg chimed in.

Greg got on the bed, and rammed his cock into Morgan's ass. Morgan screamed from the pain and the pleasure radiating from both holes. She had never been used so thoroughly before. She was euphoric in the grasp of an orgasm that just wouldn't stop. Waves upon waves of orgasmic pleasure flowed over her body with each thrust by Greg and Ian.

"oooooooh, I can't stand it anymore" Morgan screamed, as each further orgasm seemed to torture her body.

Then waking up in a sweat, Morgan looked around the room. Her sheets were wet with her fluids. She was so disappointed, the hottest fucking she had ever experienced was nothing but a dream.



Dreaming



It had been fun hanging out awhile. The afternoon had passed quickly. The sun had been very nice. 

"Well, I've got to get going. My parents have some big thing planned," Helen told Rita as they lounged on the balcony of Rita's hotel room in bathing suits while smoking and drinking Diet Coke. The two gals were on vacation with their families. Their fathers were partners of the same company and the two families had decided to spend together 2 weeks in Rhodes, a lovely well-known Greek island in southeastern Aegean Sea. 

Helen got up and walked through the sliding glass door into the living area where -after taking a long drag- she set her cigarette in an ashtray and slid into a pair of cut-offs and a T-shirt. Rita walked in a moment later. 

"I wish I could hang here longer, sis," Helen told her after retrieving the cigarette, "but my mom said it's something big; they won't tell me what." 

"That's cool, Helen," Rita replied. "Call me later and let me know." 

Rita, puffing on her own cigarette, was wearing the bottom of a yellow bikini. She had taken the top off when they had gotten back from the hotel's indoor pool because it was tight and was hurting her tits. It was no big deal; 19-year-old Rita and 18-year-old Helen had seen each other nude numerous times. Earlier, they had been trying on several swimsuits and Rita literally pulled a one-piece off of Helen because she wanted her to wear a two-piece. In the end, she refused and dressed in the orange one-piece because she was insecure about her developing body. 

When they got to the front door, Rita and Helen leaned in to kiss good-bye like they always did. When their lips met this time, though, Rita parted hers and pushed her tongue into her friend's mouth. Helen was stunned and excited at the same time. She returned the tongue action and was becoming more aroused as she felt Rita' tits -twice as big as her own- pushing against the fabric of her T-shirt. With her free hand (her cigarette was in one), Rita rubbed Helen's back. It seemed like the kiss would last forever, but eventually it had to end. 

"Ummm," Rita managed, "so that's what that's like. Not really much difference, I guess" and put the cigarette back between her lips. 

"Oh, yeah!" Helen, the taller of the two, said. "I've got to, like, um, go now. Bye, sis." 

"Bye, sis," Rita returned as Helen walked out the door. 

When Helen got home, she found out the "big thing" was just dinner at some restaurant. It wasn't even a very nice restaurant; she wore her shorts and T-shirt there. Upon arriving home from the restaurant, Helen found herself very tired and decided to take a nap. She went up to her bedroom, stripped off her clothes and peeled the orange bathing suit that was still underneath from her skin, put on some cotton panties -no bra- and got into bed where she drifted into the land of dreams, all the while thinking about the kiss that her and her best girlfriend had shared earlier. 

Next time Helen opened her eyes, it seemed as though they were playing tricks on her. She thought she saw Rita sitting on her bedroom couch wearing a black and red teddy, but that wasn't possible. Or was it? Helen closed her eyes and rubbed them vigorously. When she opened them again, Rita was still there! 

"Good morning, mademoiselle!" Rita said between puffs on a cigarette. "Did you sleep well?" 

"What are you doing here, Rita?" Helen was thoroughly confused. 

Rita laughed as she exhaled smoke into the air. "I'm here because you want me here and we both know it", she winked. 

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Helen claimed. 

"Sure you do," Rita said as she delicately uncrossed her legs and stood up.

"Hey, Rita, YOU kissed me, if that's what you're talking about!"

"Yeah, but only because you begged me to with your eyes, sis!" 

The sexy brunette slowly walked towards the bed that Helen still lay on. As she reached it, she took hold of the sheets that covered her speechless friend and pulled them off. 

"Look at me," she said as the topless teen turned her head away. "Look at me!" 

Slowly, Helen turned her head back and looked into Rita' piercing eyes. 

"Now, stand up!" 

Helen did as she was told and found she was unexpectedly looking straight into her short friend's eyes. She broke the eye contact to look down and see that Rita was, in fact, wearing black high heels. Before Helen -who's left shoulder was brushing against a wall- looked back up, Rita lifted her left leg up onto the bed that was behind the younger woman, effectively boxing her in. 

With a wicked smile on her face, Rita took Helen's right hand in her left and placed it on her exposed left thigh. Then, after giving the cigarette that she held in her right hand to Helen to hold, she took her friend's face in both hands, brought their lips together, and kissed Helen for the second time. 

After the kiss ended, Helen turned away again, closed her eyes, and took a long drag on Rita's cigarette. While blowing smoke out of her nostrils, she opened her eyes, turned her head back towards her friend and smiled. She also began massaging the meaty thigh that her hand had been resting on. 

"You know, Rita," she said, "you 're right! I think I do want this." 

"I knew you did, honey," Rita responded as she leaned in to kiss Helen once more. 

Breaking that kiss a moment later, Rita set her high heel-clad left foot back on the ground, put her hands on Helen's thin waist, and attempted to engulf one of her tits in her mouth. Helen was soon moaning from pleasure, so Rita, eager to provide even more, removed her lips from the small breast and daintily got down on her knees. 

"What are you going to do?" Helen asked in a voice sounding not quite nervous. 

Rita looked up and smiled. "This!" she said as she yanked Helen's panties down her slender legs to her ankles, then grabbed one ass cheek in each hand and pulled Helen towards her, drilling her tongue into her best friend's moist pussy. As Rita was lapping away, Helen continued to take drags on the cigarette. Eventually, though, the pleasure became so great that she couldn't even concentrate enough to remember to inhale and exhale. Just before she reached orgasm, she managed to lean over and set the cigarette down on a nearby windowsill. 

As the climax hit her, Helen began to spasm, pulling away from Rita' face and driving her ass cheeks into Rita' fingernails. She screamed in what was a mixture of both pain and pleasure and then collapsed on the bed. Rita licked her gooey lips, then stood up and took the cigarette from the windowsill. She took a couple of puffs, then set it down in an ashtray before returning her attention to Helen. 

"Well?" Rita asked. 

"Well, what?" Helen replied, looking up at Rita. 

"Well, how was I?" Rita said with a big grin. 

"Unbelievable! You were absolutely unbelievable, Rita!"

"That's what I figured!" 

Rita climbed on top of Helen and started sucking on her neck. While Helen again moaned in pleasure, she had time to think. 

"Wait, Rita! Stop!" she said after a few moments. Rita didn't respond for about a minute, but Helen continued to tell her to stop, and so she did, leaving the slightest trace of a hickey on Helen's neck. She looked into her lover's eyes and kissed her lower lip.

"What is it, baby?" she asked. 

"It's your turn now. I want to give you some pleasure!" 

"I was hoping you'd say that!" Rita replied and kissed again Helen on the lips, then on each breast, and finally on her flat stomach before standing up. She made sure that Helen was watching; then she slowly removed the teddy. Now she was, like Helen, completely nude (except for the heels and a couple of rings). Her body, however, was much different than her friend's. Rita was shorter and slightly thicker. She had perky tits that were -while not extremely big- much larger than Helen's small boobs. Her butt was wider and her pubic region was densely covered with dark hairs; Helen's had recently been shaven. 

Helen stood up and embraced Rita. They kissed passionately once more, then Helen began nibbling on one of Rita' ears. As she continued this, Rita took one of Helen's hands and started sucking on her fingers one at a time. After all five fingers were good and wet, Rita started to stick one in her own neglected pussy, but one of her little feet somehow slipped out of it's heel, making her lose her balance and fall backwards on her butt. 

"Shit!" she shouted as she landed hard. Helen had almost gone down with her, but had managed to remain standing. Now, she got onto her knees and started rubbing Rita's legs. 

"Are you okay?" she asked. 

"Yeah, I'm okay!" Rita said with a smile. "I'll have a sore ass tomorrow, but I'm okay." 

"Roll over, honey, and I'll see if I can't do something about that sore butt!" Helen winked.

Smiling, Rita rolled over on the ground and closed her eyes. She moaned softly as Helen sat on her back and started to rub her butt. 

"Stick a finger in!" Rita said after a couple of minutes, so Helen did. After a few more minutes, Helen squeezed a second one in but pulled them both out a moment later. 

"What are you doing, sweetness?" Rita asked with her eyes closed. 

"This!" Helen responded (imitating Rita from earlier) as she brought her open hand down hard against Rita's fleshy ass, causing her to open her eyes and squeal in mild pain. 

"Helen! What the..." 

SLAP! Helen's hand hit Rita's bottom again and -SLAP!- again. 

"Oh, Helen!" she cried as her lover slapped her again. "I can't take it anymore! I can't..." 

SLAP! The pain from the continuous slaps caused Rita to well up and start crying, but, at the same time, the pain also somehow felt good, and so she slid her hand underneath her body and squeezed three fingers into her cunt. She began pumping them in and out as hard as she could, all the while sobbing as her girlfriend continued to spank her, causing an immeasurable mixture of pain and pleasure. 

Just as Rita was about to come, Helen stopped punishing her butt cheeks and stood up. She looked down at Rita, who continued to furiously work her digits in and out, harder and harder. After thirty seconds, Rita began screaming in orgasmic joy, her juices flooding onto the hardwood floor. 

The pleasure subsided and Rita, still weeping, rolled onto her –aching- ass, opened her eyes and looked up at Helen, who smiled at her. Reaching down, Helen grabbed Rita's arm and helped her to stand. As Rita reached her feet, the young women embraced each other and kissed the other's lips. 

"Oh God, Helen," Rita panted, looking up into Helen's eyes and wiping her own, "that was so, so, so like, oh God! I have to lay down." 

Rita retrieved a fresh cigarette and lit it. As she walked back towards the bed, she grabbed Helen by her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her bottom lip. Releasing Helen, Rita took a long drag and got onto the bed. Helen climbed onto the bed next to Rita and set her hand on Rita's thigh. 

"Come on, honey," she said. "I'm just getting started!" 

Rita puffed on her cigarette, kissed Helen again, and replied: "Stop pouting, baby. I am too tired, but if you just turn around..." 

Helen turned towards the door just in time to see it open. Standing in the doorway, wearing only pink panties, a pink bra, and pink heels, was Rita and her cousin Marina, a 19-year-old student. She looked good: her body was hard, her boobs were big, and her ass was firm. After Marina got a good look, she held up her right hand, which was holding a large dildo! But suddenly...

"It's time for breakfast!"

"What?" Helen exclaimed. 

"It's time for breakfast!" Helen's mother said as she shook her awake. "Get up, honey, it's time for breakfast." 

Helen opened her eyes and immediately realized that it had all been a dream. "Okay, Mom," she said as her mother was stepping out of the room, "I'll be right down." 

As Helen remained again alone, she drove her hand on her dripping wet pussy and slipped in two fingers, one by one. She moaned heavily and started to finger herself furiously. Before getting up she had to enjoy a good masturbation while picturing Rita and Marina. 



Dreaming



It's been awhile since I have seen him. I didn't know he was back in town and I'm sure he didn't know I still lived here. My parents passed away and I didn't want to go anywhere. I was picking up drinks to carry outside to the party, I was having a cookout and I invited friends over, I almost dropped the drinks when I saw him. How did he get here? Who invited him? He must not have known who's house he was at. If he knew he wouldn't have come. Squaring my shoulders I walked outside across the patio and set the drinks on the table. He still didn't notice me. I could see why. The town bicycle was hanging on his arm. She would giggle and rub her tits into his arm. He would chuckle and pinch her cheek. 

People gathered around the grill and waited for hamburgers or whatever was cooking. The pools water reflected all the light making the sun seem brighter. I guess sun and booze don't mix well. Soon everyone was in the house. He still doesn't know I'm here, that he is in my backyard. While everyone entertains themselves I check him out. I almost didn't recognize him because of his body, it changed. More muscular, manly, makes me wanna moan just looking at him. I envy the whore hanging all over him. Just imagining my hand running over his chest, my hard nipples rubbing his arm, and him standing between my legs makes my clit throb. He still has that dark dark hair and gorgeous green eyes, flawless face, and tight ass. He could have become an underwear model. Better yet, a stripper. Omigod he's so sexy. He got taller. The whore is rubbing his crotch, that's when he decides to look at me. The laughter in his eyes fade. He becomes serious and pushes her hand away. I cant move, my feet are glued to the floor. He moves away from the whore and walks towards me. I panic and turn into the house.

I remember what happened last time when we were alone. We dated in high school, was with him until the last month or so. We touched and pleasured each other, but never fucked. I was scared to. He thought me a tease and a bitch the third time I refused him. He broke up with me after that. Since then we haven't seen each other. We were still young, but now we were older and more mature. I go to the living room and sit down on the couch. He follows me inside. I look at what the others are watching. Its not interesting. He sits next to me. Slowly but surely he gets closer and closer. I cant take the silence. That's when he spoke. 

"What are you doing here?"

Fidgeting, "I live here. This is my place. What are you doing here? Who invited you?"

He gives me a smile, "This is your place? Its nice."

"You dodged my questions. You did that a lot, still do."

"I was invited. Shanna invited me. She is really sweet."

I laugh. "Of course she is sweet, she lets you fuck her and she enjoys it. She enjoys everyone with a dick."

I guess he found that funny. He laughs, hard. His laugh deepened over the years. Its got that thing that makes me smile and shiver. 

"Sounds like your jealous. You could have fucked me you know. Do I have to remind you of those times we could have?"

I have a habit of blushing and I could feel the blood rushing to my face, "Don't forget this is my house, I can tell you to leave." He apologizes and leaves me, again. 

Two hours later the party is over. He left with Shanna. I'm alone in the house. I should get a dog. Doesn't every woman have a dog? It begins to get dark. I clean up the house and march to my bathroom. I need a shower. I turn on the water and take my clothes off. I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself. My tits have gotten bigger in size since I was last with him. My pussy hair is well maintained. Lips shaved and the rest trimmed closely. Sighing I run my hand down my tits and squeeze my nipples. My lips part in a gasp it feels so good. Tugging on each of them my pussy spasms. One hand playing with my nipples the other tugging on my pussy lips. My head falls back and I feel my ebony hair brush against my ass. My eyelids close over my blue eyes. Omigod the feelings of my fingers in my pussy. Sighing I stop playing and get in the shower. The water slides down my body. The warmth makes my nipples pucker and then puff out. After my shower I lie on top of the blankets on my bed. My eyes close and my mind drifts off.

Later in the night I feel warm hands caressing my body. Moaning softly I writhe under those hands. I know its him. I open my eyes and see him looking at me with those gorgeous eyes. He licks his lips. "I have waited so long to touch you again. I was young and stupid." Without saying anything to him I roll on top of him. I didn't know that he was naked. He opens his mouth to speak, my mouth covers his. Our tongues touch and he groans. He puts his hands on the sides of my head and holds me there. Nibbling on his lover lip I move myself over him teasingly. He groans again, "Don't tease me baby." Instead of listening I kiss his neck and down his chest. I dart my tongue in his belly button. Moving my mouth and body lower I blow against the head of his cock. He raises his hips. Taking the hint I run my tongue around the head. He bites his bottom lip. Wrapping my hand around the base of his cock my lips close over the head and slide down slowly. His head falls back with a deep groan. I start to suck on my way up. My mouth slides down while my hand squeezes the base of his cock every once and a while. When my mouth goes up so does my hand. 

When my mouth goes down so does my hand. Being unable to stand it anymore he pulls away and pulls me up. He rolls over on top of me and kisses me savagely. His teeth biting at my lips and tongue. I raise my hips in wanton desire. His cock slides into me slowly, teasingly. Then he slams into me. Filling me tearing me in half. He withdraws slowly and slams into me again. I moan loudly and crazy like. I can feel his cock throbbing inside me. I claw at his back and bite his neck. We both breathe heavily. Fuck passes through his lips a couple times. His thrusts jolt my clit and soon I am cumming moaning his name. Just as he is about to cum I wake up. My blankets tangled around my body. Laying in sweaty sheets I sigh. The best fuck and it was a dream. I climb out of my bed and go to the kitchen to get a drink. 

I reach into the fridge and then I saw him. Standing in the backyard. Not knowing what to do I stand there. Then I remember, I'm naked.



Dreaming



I was thinking of you last night and as I always do I could feel myself getting wet. I allowed myself to imagine what I would do to you if you were laying right beside me. I would cuddle up to you not wanting to wake you up too soon. I want to give you the greatest wet dream you've ever had.

Just resting against your body makes me feel so hot. My nipples start to harden as I rub them against your arm. I put one arm around you just stroking your side. Down to your hip then up to your chest. My thumb flicks out over your nipple. It straightens up. Mmmm I like that. My thumb slowly rubs around your nipple going in slow circles. 

I stroke your side back down to your hip. I run my fingers lightly across you tummy going up to the other side of your chest. My one finger circles your nipple before I lean over and flick it with my tongue. It tightens up immediately. I suck it in using the tip of my tongue to circle it. 

I start to kiss my way across your chest. It wouldn't be fair to leave the other one out. When it is wet I look at it. So beautiful baby. I kiss each rib on my way to your incredibly sexy tummy. The thought of being allowed to touch it is unbelievable. Thinking about how much it turns me on I take some time with it.

I touch it with my lips and my fingers only using my tongue when I am moving from your belly button to your cock. When I see how hard your cock has gotten since I started, heat curls in my tummy. I love to turn you on. You are so fucking gorgeous.

First I tease your cock with my hair knowing the soft touch makes you harder. With just one finger I circle your head. My fingers wrap around the base and stroke up. Again I do it without stroking down. When my mouth comes down to join in the fun my hand retreats and cups your balls. 

Breathing lightly I trace the out line of your cock with the tip of my tongue. I run my tongue over your cock just enough to tease. I kiss the base of your cock and trail kisses down to you thighs one on the inside and one on top of your leg all the way down to your knee. I kiss the base of your cock and trail kisses down to your thighs one on the inside and one on the top al the way down to your knee. 

When I kiss your knee I shift my body so that it is straddling your legs before I continue. Even your legs are wonderful when I think of how they held up the other night as you fucked me against the wall. Trailing kisses down your calf I kiss the inside of your ankle before starting on the other leg. Working up your leg I stop to savor the feel of the muscle underneath. One hand trails up the inside of your thigh while my mouth is still getting there. Are you as sensitive there as I am? 

As my mouth nears your cock I spread my legs more so I am straddling your body. I take my time showing you how much I appreciate your cock. It does such amazing things to me. I lavish attention on it with my tongue and my lips. Sucking lightly then stronger. Nibbling the sides with my lips. I love it. Your hips start to move in time with my mouth so I look up to see how awake you are. your eyes are still closed but your breathing is deep and fast.

Dragging my attention away, I move up to your tummy again. loving how the muscles twitch when my breasts brush your cock. Running my fingers across your chest and down your arm. i lean down and suck on your lower lip before teasing my tongue across your mouth. 

Your hands come up and grip my head holding me still while your tongue explores my mouth. My body is so hot for you. Your tongue in my mouth is almost too much for me. I want your cock inside me now. Using one hand between our bodies I guide my pussy down over your cock. You shift your hips upward until you fill me. It is so good. I move my hips slowly trying to drag out the moment but I pushed you too far. You hold my hips making move faster. I'm panting and moaning as you make me take you deeper. Oh god yes. 

You pull me all the way down on your cock and hold me there while your roll on top of me. I wrap my legs around your waist. Moving my hips with yours until you fill me deeper faster my pussy tightens as the world explodes.



Dreaming



I smiled as I shut off my computer. I've met a wonderful man online. We've been talking online for a few weeks now and I can't help but feel like I'm losing my heart to him. He seems so kind, so thoughtful. He sent me his photo and he's just so sexy...his face haunts me throughout the day and at night in my dreams. I've never before felt like this about someone, he's just everything I want in a man. It scares me how much I look forward to talking to him each night. 

Tonight we talked about meeting each other, making love to each other for the first time. We've flirted and had sex online but I wonder if he would be so dominant in person. I've always had a secret fantasy of being with someone so dominant. A man that could make me push my bounderies over and over again.  As I get ready for bed, I wonder if we really ever will meet each other. What would it be like? Would we really have the same passion that we have found online? 

Something slides across my cheek, waking me from a dreamless sleep. I feel my hair being tucked behind my ear, hot breath along my neck.

"Mine!" it wispers as I feel teeth sink into my soft neck. 

I groan in agony knowing this has to be yet another dream of my mysterious lover.  I don't like dreaming of him, of something that will never happen for real, but he invades my thoughts, my dreams, my every move.  I keep my eyes closed, willing him to continue. I can feel his breath at my cheek. His lips touch mine softly, once, twice and then I can feel his tongue gently probing against mine. I lift my arms and wrap them around his hard body, he feels so real to me. I can smell his scent, male and full of the unleashed power he has over me. I wonder at how he can feel so real to me, keeping my eyes closed so I don't lose him once again.  He pulls away from me and I feel his hands grasping my wrists, pulling them above my head, a soft chuckle escapes his lips as I moan in protest.  His hand holding me there, I feel his other hand sliding up my body, caressing my breast. His fingers finding my nipple and pinching gently, I gasp at the sharp unexpected pain but it is quickly followed by his lips. He kisses it softly, his tongue rubs my nipple as I feel his teeth leave a gentle bite.  I moan and hear his quiet chuckle as I feel him move to the other breast. My body is on fire, I want this man, this stranger inside me. I move my hips, my legs apart as he lay there above me, my wrists still bound by his strong hand.

I feel his hand run the length of my body, caressing every plane until it reaches my wet pussy. His fingers sliding along the wet slit, finding my clit and rubbing, bringing me so close to that release my body seeks. My body is shaking, my breath coming in gasps as I feel him rub his cock against me. My eyes closed, arms above me, head thrashing side to side on the pillow.

"Please", a sound escapes from my lips.

I feel his hard cock gently start to enter me, but it stops right there at the opening.

"Open your eyes little one", I hear him say.

My eyes open to find him staring down at me, such beautiful eyes he has. An erotic mix of green and brown. As I look into his eyes, he pushes his cock inside me, impaling me fully and a gasp escapes my lips. He moves slowly, never losing eye contact, as he fucks me over and over again.  My body responds to his as I see the fire in his eyes a frenzy of passion with mine. 

"I'm going to cum", I wisper as I watch his fire peak.

He takes my chin in his hand and kisses me softly as our fire explodes together. We cum together as one and I see all the passion I have for him, reflected back at me in his eyes. His hand releases my wrists and I wrap my arms around him as his body lays atop mine. His breath in my ear.

"Sleep well, little one." 

My eyes close and a tear escapes as I feel him move from the bed. Sleep soon takes me from this moment. I awake hours later to find myself alone in my bed, I'm saddened to have discovered it was just a dream.  As I roll over I find one single white rose on the pillow and I smile to myself. Maybe dreams can come true......



Dreaming



The room was very dark; actually gloomy was a better word. The lights were off and the drapes were pulled. Only the weak light from an overcast evening was able to make it around the windowsill of the hotel room and provide any illumination. I could only barely make out Laney's form, but not detail. She appeared as a dark woman-shaped shadow, standing next to me, being guided forward by my hand. I knelt on the bed and moved over, making room and assisting her while she did the same. I don't know if my low light vision was better than hers, but she seemed to be more tentative about moving, as if she couldn't see anything, or maybe it was just nerves about the whole situation.

I moved over a bit more and she climbed up onto the bed. While I was moving on my knees, she was making her way on all-fours. I reached out for her shoulder and guided her in a turn to the right. She had been facing the foot of the bed, and she needed to be facing the head of the bed, facing the thick black man that was kneeling there.

**

Several months ago I had a dream just like this. In my dream, I had been preparing and offering my darling wife to a black man, for his pleasure, and watching the whole thing unfold. I woke up from that dream vividly remembering every detail and so turned on I could barely see straight. I had kept that little secret as long as I could, not sure how Laney would react to it. Our sex life was fantastic, fulfilling in every way, including the granting of fantasies anytime either of us had asked. Still this was different.

Eventually at a moment of supreme arousal, I had given up my secret to her, turned on by the admission but afraid of the backlash I was about to receive. Instead she had been curious. Not giggly happy, but also not afraid to discuss it. The gleam in her eye told me that she was seriously considering this. We talked, and talked and fucked, and talked some more. Eventually, over months, we had come up with a plan that we both thought was safe, do-able and immensely erotic.

First, we would find a black man. Given the state of internet communications, we didn't think this would be hard. The hard part would be finding on with class, and some amount of intelligence, and not bad looking to boot. As it turns out we were right. I screened dozens of men I met online. Most were not even in the running. Some were close, a small portion were very close. Of those Laney had the final say. After a lot of discussion, Laney picked her man and we set the date.

The rules would be simple. Dinner was a must, with both of us in attendance. We would pay for that. After dinner, drinks were optional, depending on everyone's mood. After dinner, the party would move to a hotel room, also provided by us. However, the instant we left the restaurant, complete control of the evening and all of its participants and activities would be turned over to our guest. Whatever he said was law. Whether I stayed or went elsewhere was his decision. Whether I was a participant was also his call. The rules seemed fair and yet entertaining, and our guest agreed to them. I will never forget the night: we met with Allen on April 29, a Friday. The weather forecast said sun, but overcast and some very light rain was the flavor of the day.

We got to the bar at 6:30, a bit early, and waited in the bar. Allen arrived one minute before seven. **

Laney had turned the wrong way in the gloom, and I reached out to turn her toward Allen. She and I were both naked, and that fact made me uncomfortable, and put me ill at ease. I felt vulnerable. 

As I turned her I looked at Allen. In the glom I couldn't make out much of his form, just that he was rather tall, and well built, very wide. I could see dark hair on his skin all over him. I could also see his cock, and it was big. It wasn't interracial porn big, but it was certainly the biggest I had ever been near. And most certainly it was the biggest Laney had experienced. 

When I saw his cock I had a sudden surge of... fear? Worry? I cant exactly say. It was a negative emotion, but not quite explainable. I was suddenly afraid of what my role would be in this, and specifically around his cock. My head filled with the image of him pushing it into my mouth, and I felt that panic again, afraid that I may have to service him. Nevertheless, I continued to move Laney to him. Finally I had her at least pointed in the right direction, her on all fours in front of him, nude, and me alongside her, naked as well. He was kneeling at the head of the bed, his cock standing straight out.

**

As we exited the restaurant, no lightning struck. In my head I imagined that the moment, called out very clearly in our agreement, would be momentous. Instead, we simply left the steps and went to the parking lot. We compared parking spaces awkwardly, and then agreed to drive both cars to the hotel. As we headed to both vehicles, he simply turned to us and said,

"I'd like her to ride with me."

That was a surprise to me, although it never should have been. It seemed obvious in retrospect, but at that moment I was floored. I looked at Laney and she gave me her very well known sheepish grin. It means she's pleased with something, but a bit embarrassed by it.

"Do you have your phone?" I asked, and she nodded Yes. It was our backup plan, that if things went 'bad', we would call each other or the police or someone. We would keep our phones close.

I looked back at Allen and said "I'll follow."

They walked to his car and climbed in. I got in my truck and followed them out of the lot. The drive over seemed impossibly long. I watched very intently through the back window. My mind created scenarios where he reached over and grabbed her head, forcing it into his lap, or maybe he bolted off in his speedy car. But the whole drive seemed uneventful. I could see them talking, and her head turning toward him. It seemed completely innocent, even if we all knew it wasn't. We pulled into the parking structure together, but due to different spots, I had to run to catch up to them at the door to the hotel. I found myself running a lot faster than I should have been. I was anxious, I was afraid of leaving Laney alone too long. They waited for me just outside the entrance and Laney was smiling at me as I jogged up. I looked at Allen he smiled as well. 

"Shall we enter?" I asked.

Laney looked at Allen, he nodded, then she looked back at me.

"These are for you." she said with an extended hand. 

I took what she was offered, a bright blue crumbled wad of fabric. They were her panties, the very bright blue satiny thong panties I had helped her pick out, and then put on her, that evening. They were damp, and sticky and heavy with moisture. The musky scent was a dead giveaway. They were drenched with Laney's juices. They were drenched in them, not just a wet spot. They had been inside of her. Before I could even open my mouth the two of them walked through the doors and into the hotel. When did this happen? Did she take them off and put them inside of her? Did he? How did I not notice? 

That was just the beginning on the continuous spin my head was starting. Getting to the room was uneventful, although now I was so spooked I thought I saw suspicious glances and meaningful stares at every turn. We had a drink, then the conversation sort of slipped away. I think the anticipation was killing it.

"Laney, please get undressed. Hans, please help, and then get undressed yourself."

My body must have gone on autopilot then, because I don't remember doing as he asked, but I did just what he asked. We got Laney out of her blouse and skirt. Her panties were already gone of course, so for a moment she was just left in her bra. I do remember noticing how gorgeous she was at that moment. And she was nervous; I could read that in her eyes.

Shortly we were both naked. We hadn't noticed, but Allen had undressed as well, modestly to the side while Laney and I performed in the center of the room. He moved to the bed, kneeling on it, then moving to the top center of the mattress.

"Hans please bring her to me, and why don't you turn off the lights so we can make this a bit less awkward for now."

I got the lights, feeling very self conscious in my nudity, and then walked back over to Laney. It was difficult to see in the gloom, but I made out her form, and then the bed. I took her hand and led her to it.

**

Laney was now on all fours in front of him in the dark. I couldn't quite tell where she was, or where he was, so I gave a gentle nudge forward, and Laney complied, walking herself closer to Allen. I realized how hard this was, but that any attempt to ask 'Where are you?' would just make it worse, so I kept pushing and Laney kept moving. I realized that by my best guess, her head was a little too high to meet up with his 'manhood'. I put my hand on the back of her head and gently pressed it down, lining her up better with where I thought she needed to be. She stopped moving, and became still. In the room, with no lights, the sounds seemed deafening, yet there was almost no sound, no fans, no voices, just some faint breathing. It seemed dead still, and time was just passing.... Had something gone wrong? Did someone back out? I heard a faint sound, something organic, so I listened carefully. It hadn't been a voice, so there was no communication going on, just three people in the dark. I listened harder... there it was again, light, wet sounding... a slurp almost. 

A lightning bolt shot from my loins through my stomach and to my heart. In all the years that Laney and I had been together, she had been the most fabulous oral sex artist I had known: caring and loving and attentive and erotic. And I had never realized that she had a very distinct sound to it, the way she used her tongue along my shaft, or over the top of my head. The way she rained tiny kisses down on the tip or the heavy breathing as she took my shaft into her mouth, and the wet pop as it came out again. The sound of her performing had a very certain aural signature that I have never recognized, until it hit me that she was giving that same attention to another's mans cock at this moment.

I shot a stream of jizz onto the bed and Laney's leg as I spontaneously came from hearing that sound. All my fantasies were suddenly coming true and it overwhelmed me, with desire and fear and lust and anxiety. I heard another earthy wet noise from Laney's mouth and I think I may have orgasmed again. I'll never be sure because at that same moment I fainted and pitched over.

Sometimes there's a lifelike quality to dreams.



Dreaming?



My eyes fight to focus in the darkness, searching for the source of the sound. Your naked silhouette comes into view, motionless in the doorway. 

I can make out your form, your shoulders, arms, the curves of your breasts and hips, your legs. Slowly you move towards me, until you are standing close to the bed. I can hardly breathe, a feeling of anxiety mixed with excitement, which is broken when I feel the gentle caress of your fingers on my right arm, starting on the back of my hand, slowly and sensuously moving up until your reach my shoulder. Your fingers pause for a moment before continuing downwards and across my chest, gently moving to and fro, before trailing your fingers upwards, across my neck, over my chin and onto my lips. Your gentle touch traces the outline of my lips, caressing them lovingly, my instinctive reaction is to open my mouth and suck in two of your fingers, running my tongue along their length and beginning to suck harder. I let out a groan of arousal as I orally pleasure your digits and hearing the quickening of your breath, realise you are enjoying this too! 

After several minutes of ever increasing pleasure, you gently withdraw your fingers and bending from the waist, replace them with your luscious lips. Our mouths mesh together in a passionate and moist exchange, tongues duelling as the intensity grows, both of our breathing becoming ragged as mutual excitement increases. We shuffle positions as you sit on the edge of the bed, our lips still maintaining contact, as we share this passionate duel. I move my arms to embrace you, but that isn't your plan and you abruptly break our kiss. You shake your head 'No' and although disappointed, I accept your terms of contact.

Your fingers again begin caressing my face, your head tilted to one side as you watch the path they trace. Across my forehead, down one cheek, across the lips and up the other cheek, across my eyes, then back towards my chin. You trail them down my neck and from one side of my chest to the other, circling my nipples a couple of times as you go. Once again a groan escapes my lips as the sexual tension rises, you continue with your caresses for a few moments before moving further down, your fingers travelling down across my stomach, swirling around my belly button a number of times, inducing a shiver that moves up my spine. Your expert techniques have had the desired effect on me and I am fully erect, as your fingers move further down toward their target. 

You caress is now very close, not quite touching, deliberately so, to heighten the moment, then you break contact for what seems like an age, making me hold my breath in anticipation. Then the gorgeous relief as you slowly run your fingers up along the length of my cock, causing it to jerk in involuntary response, back down, then again along the length. You continue this divine torture for several minutes, before encircling my girth with your whole hand and begin to wank me, slowly at first but then building the speed to a good rhythm. You certainly know how to give pleasure and it isn't long before I feel a tingling down below, my breathing becoming more and more laboured as the excitement grows. You sense this and slowly decrease the speed, until you stop and remove your hand completely. 

After several minutes of regaining control of my arousal, the warmth of your skin against mine makes me aware you are now lying next to me. I move position to enable me to kiss your soft lips and your response is immediate and our passionate kissing is resumed. I move to touch you, almost expecting to be refused once again, but not this time, you want me to explore your body this time! Whilst still enjoying the delights of your lips, I move my right hand softly across your left hip, over your stomach several times and on upwards towards your full breasts. Cupping your left breast in my hand, I gently begin to massage it, whilst stimulating the already hardened nipple with my thumb, this causes you to moan and arch your back off the bed as the pleasure washes over your body. Repeating this several times, paying equal attention to both breasts, the sensual mewing and the movement of your body against the bed and me, gives away the heightened state of pleasure you are enjoying.

Breaking our kiss, I gently move my lips down, kissing as I go, until my face is level with your gorgeous mounds. Kissing all over both, across the top, underneath, along the sides, before taking each nipple into my mouth, running my tongue, around, over and around again, whilst sucking. This drives you wild with desire, you run your fingers through my hair before forcing my head hard against you luscious breasts as I continue to lavish my attention upon them. Your breathing is increasingly short as your sexual excitement grows, but you want more, something else, as you push my head and mouth downward. I get the message and resume my gentle kissing, across your stomach, lower and lower, your hands still guiding my head towards your required destination. 

I re-position myself between your legs, able now to orally pleasure your sexual centre. My fingers trace the outline of your shaven heaven, God, your wet and your sexual perfume fills my nostrils, as I continue the exploration of your sex. Your hands have once again grasped my head and you are encouraging me to taste you. I run my tongue up and around your lips, scooping your juice into my mouth. Christ, you taste fantastic; have always thought this one of the most arousing acts of making love, to actually taste your partner's pleasure. And there is plenty to taste. I enthusiastically lick, suck and kiss your sex, the music of your moaning and gasping from your excitement playing in my ears and enhancing my own pleasure. You are close to your peek, as I add the stimulation of two fingers to the oral pleasuring, sliding smoothly into your wetness, adding to the sounds of sex. My intensity increases as I feel and hear you come, gasping, panting, shaking, pulling my head even closer into you, forcing my tongue and fingers deep inside you, the wetness engulfing everything. Time almost stands still as you feel the pleasure flow through you, your whole body tensed as you come hard and long. Slowly I feel the sexual tension flow from your muscles and your body begins to relax.

Moving up and over you, until we are face to face, I kiss both your closed eyes in turn, before kissing your lips once again. Your excitement may have dimed, but you are still very aroused as our tongues once again begin their passionate embrace. Both of our breathing is once again building and I feel you reach down for my manhood, grasping it lovingly and guiding it towards your pussy. Rubbing it along your length several times, I feel you open and move my hips forward, penetrating you and forcing the whole length in you in one slow movement . We both break our kiss to gulp in air, as our lovemaking moves towards its conclusion, slowly at first, long deep strokes, then building the pace, as the room is filled with the moans and gasps of pleasure as we engage in some serious fucking. We both know this isn't going to last long, because of what has gone before, but it's going to be mind blowing. You are thrusting up to meet my every stroke downwards and the point of impact forces me ever deeper within you. You are loving it, now squealing with delight your whole body begins to shake as you begin your orgasm, my own triggered by the sight, sound and aroma of yours. With one final thrust, I explode within you, grunting in animal pleasure as I join you in mutual ecstasy, our bodies joined as one as we share everything of ourselves with each other in the most intimate of ways. As we both begin to recover from our highs our muscles relax, we curl up in each others' arms and exchange tender kisses, both completely sated after our love making. 

As I awaken, the daylight illuminating the room, I reach across to where you should be, but you are not. The memories of the night before run through my brain and bring a smile to my face. It is so vivid; could I really have only been dreaming?



Dreaming



You call me into the bedroom. I am surprised to find you wearing a corset, leg stockings, high heels, and opera gloves. In your hands you hold a cane.

You tell me to undress and watch until I stand naked before you. You inspect me, grab my balls and cock and squeeze them hard. I breathe deeply, and try to stay as still as I can while you torment me. You then break out the pinwheel and start running it up and down my cock and across my balls. I winch and moan.

You stop and let me catch me catch my breath.

You look at me, point to the floor and tell get down on my hands and knees. Once on the floor, you climb on my back and tell me to carry you outside. While riding me, you pull my hair and use your cane to encourage me to move faster.

Once outside, you tell me that I am to remain quiet and not let the neighbors hear me, or you will send me home without cumming. You tie my legs so they are spread wide, my arms above my head up against a big oak. You apply nipple clamps to my nipples. Then wrap a parachute ball stretcher around my balls, to which you attach some weight. The pain fills me as you torment my nipples with twists and pulls on the clamps. You whisper in my ear how you love seeing me in pain, and how horny you are. I see you reach one hand down and start stroking your clit, while the other continues to torment me.

You run your wet fingers under my nose and tell me now much you need my cock inside of you. You stroke my cock till it is nice and hard. Then using some pre-placed stir-ups and handles on the tree you climb onto my body. You reach down and insert my hard cock into your cunt.

You ride me till you climax, enjoying my pain as you are pleasured.

You tell me how satisfied you are, for the moment, and dismount and gently kiss me. Sliding your tongue between my lips, you slowly remove the nipple clamps. I gasp with each excruciating tug in spite of my resolve to remain perfectly silent. You tell me that you will overlook the slip, as I have served you so well so far. You lick my aching nipples, soothing them with your cool spit. You untie me, spread your legs wide and order me to clean the inside of your thighs with my tongue. You tell me I can not to touch your cunt. I stand but have to bend to reach your inner thighs. Your inner thighs are wet and sticky from our play. I lookup to see you looking down at me, you tell me you are relishing the agony in my face. The parachute continues to torment me, as it swings with my every move, but I do not utter a sound. My cock remains hard with it's unmet need. When you think I am finished, you tell me to stand, and attach a leash to the parachute and lead me back into the house.

Once inside, you free my balls and you smile when you see me shudder with relief. You order me to lie down on the bed which sits right in front of the window, face up, and then you bind my wrists and ankles securely to the frame. Lights off, you raise the blind and leave me exposed to the world. You stroke my cock until it stands straight up in the air. You stand up and walk out of the room and do not return for what feels like a very long time.

I see your silhouette enter the room, the moonlight casing on your naked body. You whispering in my ear how you have thought of me spread eagled in the other room and how you must have me again. My cock swells and I am eager to please you. After a long kiss, you slowly slide your hands down my chest and stomach until they come to rest on my throbbing cock. You begin to stroke me with one and squeeze my balls with the other. As you increase the intensity, let up and then squeeze even harder, I moan and shake and you smile with pleasure.

You reach for a butt plug, lube it well, and then insert it in my ass. You apply nipple clamps and line the inside of my thighs with clothespins. You straddle me and lower yourself onto my pleading cock. You slide up and down my shaft, not caring if anyone walks by. You ride me like this until both of us explode with cum.

You release my nipples and thighs from their torment, but leave me tied up, telling me that you wonder if you are really done with me yet.



Dreaming



I had quite an interesting dream last night. Now, in my opinion, this wasn't your normal sex dream. Usually you go through the whole process, the teasing, the undressing, the foreplay, or maybe it starts with a really hot chick in some kind of lace outfit, or leather if you prefer, an outfit that barely covers anything and you have to wonder how it stays on, maybe she ties you up and whips you, maybe you tie her up and plant little kisses all over her skin as you strip away the flimsy material. This wasn't like any of that. This was more like if you left a hardcore tape in the middle and went back to it later, click on the VCR and everyone's fucking everyone else's brains out.

I was in the bedroom of an old childhood friend, she looked young as she did when I knew her, but somehow adult. She was reclined on a kind of lawn chair, completely naked, her pussy shaved bare, the nipples on her b-sized breasts already hard as tiny pebbles from whatever attention they'd been receiving. She was in the midst of a total sexual oblivion. I had just been eating her out, but now I was off to the side, licking my lips clean and masturbating. There were two other people in the room, a dark haired male and a blonde female. The guy was now eating my friend, and the girl was laying on her back under him sucking determinedly on his dick. I was so incredibly horny as I watched them, and I was soaked. My fingers slid easily over my own dripping pussy, over my engorged clit, in time with my friend's moans. I watched as her ass lifted off the chair. I watched the guy's tongue push up the folds of her shaved cunt. I watched his cock disappear down the blonde's throat.

Suddenly another woman burst in fully clothed, and astonished to see us all there, naked and fucking. She seemed angry that we had violated my friend. She began sniffing the air, smelling the aromas that only really great sex can leave behind. She knelt down next to me and put her face very close to mine. She was close enough to kiss, but instead she started sniffing my face as she had the air, identifying the scent of my friend's juices that still clung to my lips. She then turned her head to glare at the guy, and he backed away from my friend. My friend was incoherently bewildered as to why her pleasuring had suddenly stopped. She was breathing heavy, almost whimpering, and she still thrust her pelvis, her pussy begging for more and more attention. This new woman crawled to my friend and knelt where the man had just been. She put her nose to my friend's pussy and inhaled. She must have recognized the smell she'd detected from me, and it seemed to piss her off even more that they were the same.

But just as we all thought we were in some kind of trouble, the woman was suddenly as naked as the rest of us, and she began licking my friend's pussy. The rest of us just stared for a moment, a little confused. Then I noticed the new girl's perfectly round ass, and I crawled behind her and ran my hands over her skin. I humped her ass, leaving my own juices all over her perfect flesh. I then bent down and licked her ass clean, and I continued to lick her anywhere I could. The guy eventually started doing the same to me, and the blonde to him.

We came like dominoes, over and over and over again.

And of course, I woke up with my hand already busy in my panties.



Dreaming



I tried desperately to not feel anything as I watched the man I loved marry a girl I knew he felt nothing for. I had known the day was coming – had known for over a year – but, now, as the day had actually dawned, I realized I had never held anything for him except as a sexual release. Oh, he probably felt something for me, else he would not keep coming back for more, but, if he truly loved me, he would not be marrying this girl today. Instead, it would be the two of us at the altar. 

The processional march continued and the bride came into view. She looked as innocent and pure as she actually was – quite unlike me. Was that why he was marrying her? I wondered if she knew what she was getting into. He had many different sexual appetites and I strongly doubted she would even be willing to perform any of his fantasies. My mind went back to the last time we had met…

I was in the bath when the doorbell rang. Damn! I thought, I had just gotten in. I got out quickly and put on my flimsy bathrobe. The doorbell rang again. Coming, I said. Hurrying across the hall, I opened the door. I stood back in shock. It was him. I didn't think he would be coming tonight of all nights. He was getting married tomorrow. I had been invited to the wedding, his bride saw me as nothing more than a good friend to both her and her future husband. The poor dear had no idea how good a friend I actually was to her husband.

What are you doing here? I asked him. He said nothing as he walked into my apartment and closes the door. I hope I didn't interrupt you, he said. I replied, Just taking a bath. He gazed upon my flushed face and brought a hand to my damp curling hair. I can tell. Why don't I help you with your bath? I wouldn't want to disturb you if you're doing something as important as bathing. I shivered at his words. He grabbed my hand and I followed him meekly back into my bathroom. 

He took my robe off and gently helped me back into my bath. The bubbles covered me completely from his eyes. He took a wash cloth and gently began to soap my body. I shivered as the terry cloth gently massaged my breasts. My nipples began to contract as the contrast between the warm water and the slightly rough cloth became too much for me. Please, I moaned. He merely smiled and continued his torture. The cloth moved lower and I helplessly twisted my hips as I tried to relieve the pressure that was unrelenting. Taking pity on me, he moved his fingers through the wash cloth and, finding my clit, he massaged it gently. My hips rose out of the water as I twisted and turned trying to get the most pleasure. Panting, I came. 

He smiled. I think its time to get out of your bath, my dear, he said. He helped me stand up. My knees were weak with pleasure. He gently wrapped me into a towel and began to rub me down. I moaned as his hands lingered over my breasts, before travelling further down and drying the rest of me. He led me into my bedroom. By this time, I was oblivious to anything but the sensations he created in me. He led me to my bed and removed the towel from around me. He laid me down and went to my bedside drawer. Opening it, he removed the scarves that were in there. He tied my hands and ankles to the bedpost. I barely registered it. 

He began to undress. After he was completely nude, he lay down next to me and began to trail a hand up and down my body. Goose bumps appeared and I shivered. He laughed at my reaction. His hand slowly traveled up my body till he captured my breast. He massaged each one, rolling my nipples between his forefinger and thumb. They grew hard and my breasts swelled as he continued to massage them. He began to kiss me, moving from my forehead to my neck. He laved my neck, biting gently at the pulse. He continued his path downward and reached my breasts. He began to kiss my right one. He captured the nipple and gently bit it. He rolled it between his teeth before biting a little harder. I gasped at the sudden pain. He ignored me and continued on his quest for dominance. He moved his attentions to the other breast. This time, he didn't even pretend to be gentle. He bit my breast, bringing tears to my eyes. 

Why, I asked him. Why are you hurting me? Because, he said. I do not want to marry her and I must. I am sorry my love. He gathered me close to him and stroked my hair. We remained that way for a while before the heat of our position began to arouse us once again. We kissed feverishly and he once again moved down my body. This time, he worshipped my breasts, taking special care to make sure they did not get too sore. He continued down my body until he reached my clit. He blew into me, causing me to shiver as my sensitive flesh reacted to the slight stimulation. Please, I begged him. He merely smiled before returning to torture me. 

He slowly licked me, my hips rising before he buried his mouth into me. His long tongue snaked in and out. He sucked on my clit until I came and still he wasn't done. He continued to lick me until I had come four or five times. By this time, I was straining at my bounds. I wanted him, more than I ever had before. Please, I begged him, tears in my eyes, this time, not because of pain, but because if he didn't fill me, I was afraid I might die. Finally, he entered me, slowly. Then he began to pound into me. I welcomed each thrust, meeting them with one of my own. He made me come twice more before finally letting himself come into me. His warm seed rushed into my pulsing womb. I screamed with pleasure. Panting, we rested together.

You don't have to marry her, I said after a while.

Yes I do, he replied. I closed my eyes at the pain of that single statement. Even though he knows I love him more than anything else in this world, he will never marry me. Those words make me realize how little I meant to him. Did he ever care for me? Was I merely a convenient sex toy?

He untied me and I curled into a ball. He gathered me to him and began to arouse me again. I tried to stop him, but I love him too much. His touch makes me ache for more. Moreover, he knows this – he taught me all I know in the sexual arts. He knows just how to touch me to make me respond. He slowly caressed my body until I was once again screaming in ecstasy. Then, and only then, did he enter me. Once again, he managed to drive me to orgasm several times before coming himself. 

We slept for a time. When I woke, he was gone. I knew I would next see him at his wedding. And I would have to put a brave face on, for the world can never know how we spend our visits with one another. Maybe one day, he will realize that I am the one for him and he will leave the poor naïve girl he is about to wed. But I doubt it. So, instead, I suffer in silence and hope that one day I will no longer respond to him. Then and only then, will I be free to live my own life….

We rise as she comes down the aisle. The groom smiles as he saw the young innocent who is to become his wife in but a few minutes. As they clasp hands and turn as one towards the priest, I know any hopes I had ever entertained of marrying him were over. As the service goes on and ends, I grow colder and colder. They walk up the aisle, smiling at the cheers of congratulations that the guests invoke. As we exit the church, and come to the receiving line, I smile as I embrace the bride. You look beautiful, dear, I say as she thanked me for coming and expressed regret that I had been unable to be one of her attendants. Yes, well, I mumble, unaware that I had even been asked. As I embrace the groom, he shrugs and whispers sorry, I didn't think it was appropriate. I smile through my pain and quietly slip from the crowd. As I drive to the reception, my heart hardens and I become determined to never let him near me again. 

We enter the reception and I drift through. As the night wears on, the groom tries to reach me several times, but I avoid him. At the end of the night, I head to my room, alone, surrounded in a cloud of loneliness. The next morning, as I drive home, I smile for the first time since I had heard of his engagement. It was time for me to live again… 



Dreaming About An Invisible Man



I was delirious with a combination of a fever, strong pain pills and cough syrup that made everything all better... Daytime TV couldn't offer anything entertaining enough to keep my focus on and I returned to my cold crisp sheets in the dark cool room. I can always count on a good book to distract me and sometimes even feed into my dreams. I love my dreams... typically lucid and therefore almost always erotic. My inner "self" is very sexual and I love to see where I'm going in the next dream.

Today was no different and HG Wells' classic story The Invisible Man kept my attention for easily an hour before I drifted off to sleep. Immediately I dropped into a vivid dream following my "self" walking along a hiking trail. I was dressed as you'd expect for an afternoon hike with cargo shorts, a white tank top and hiking boots. I'm very fit and the sun was filtered through the tree branches falling on my tan shoulders. My long lean leg muscles propelled me along the trail. I was working up a light sweat and my skin shined tanned and taunt as I moved. I could hear the river sparkling off to my right inviting me that way. 

No one was on the trail as it was the middle of the day on a Tuesday. The wind was blowing through the upper limbs rattling the leaves. I found a recently felled tree looking out over the river from a niche just off the trail. I took a long drink from my water bottle and pulled out my little pipe. I love having a few hits while I'm out walking alone. My mind wanders down the most interesting and yet predictable paths. I leaned back into a bit of sunshine and had a few more hits. Of course, I started to think I heard someone coming down the path so I put away the pipe and looked down both directions. 

A soft cool breeze wafted over my legs and my nipples hardened through my tank top. I can get a chill in 110 degree heat and goose bumps are very familiar to me. Luckily no one was around to notice so I just enjoyed the feeling of the breeze over my skin and thought about how hard my nipples were getting. Just then I felt something different... the cool wind had turned almost warm over my nipples. I could just imagine it was a mouth hovering over my left nipple. I could almost feel the tongue waiting to flick out and lick at it. I opened my eyes and looked up and down the trail again. The feeling of being watched was growing on me and I was frankly starting to get a bit moist at the thought of having a mouth on me right then.

I leaned back against the dead tree and just went with let my imagination run wild. No one was anywhere around. I was all alone. 

The breeze cooled the sweat on my chest and arms. I raised my water bottle for another drink and the condensation dripped onto my chest, running down my cleavage. I traced the water down with my fingers and aimed the water bottle to drip onto nipple though my tank top. The breeze picked up at just the right moment and tweaked my hard nipple.

I was getting turned on and I knew I was dreaming so I thought to myself "do I want to masturbate or do I want help?" This was when I remembered the story I had just put down before going to sleep. I've always loved the idea of being invisible and what I could see and do that way. I decided to have the invisible man help me feel good.

As lucid dreaming allows, I imagined my hands moving over my D-cups and tugging my tank top up revealing my stomach. I felt his fingers circle my belly button and trace down to the waistband of my shorts. In a dream I don't have to "introduce" him. I can just have him be there in the woods with me. 

I felt his breath on my stomach and then his tongue licking around my belly button as his hands moved along my sides, up under my tank top, cupping my tits. His body was between my legs as his mouth was licking and sucking on my stomach. I looked down but could see no one as I felt his hands pushing my tank top up and over my tits. My shirt and bra were gone with a thought and his mouth sucking on my nipples. 

His invisible hands were undoing my shorts and sliding into my panties as he continued to suck and bite at my hard nipples. I was getting really moist as his fingers slid down against my clit, rubbing and probing for my pussy.

I knew my physical body was responding to this dream and I was looking forward to waking up and feeling how wet my pussy would be... but that was later. 

My invisible man slid his finger up and down my clit, teasing my pussy around and just barely inside as my hips moved against him. Mmmmm I love lucid dreaming.

He pushed his finger into me and used his thumb to rub my clit making me really feel good. He sucked my nipples and pinched them as he finger fucked me faster and then pulled his finger out and rubbed two fingers along either side of my clit. 

He pulled his hand out and yanked my shorts on panties down and pushed my thighs apart. I grabbed my tits and squeezed as his mouth landed on my clit and he began to lick his big tongue flat against my throbbing clit, sliding up and down to my wet pussy. He flicked his tongue at my opening and then licked and sucked my clit, pulling my pussy lips apart with his fingers, rubbing wherever his tongue wasn't. He pushed a finger into me as he sucked and moaned on my clit. I looked down and could only see my hands on my naked body but I could feel his excitement pacing mine.

He was pounding my pussy with his finger and licking and sucking up my wetness. I was getting really turned on now and getting close to cumming. My mind was totally focused on his tongue when he pulled back and slid his body up against me, his hands gripping my hips and pulling me against him as his hard cock slid up along me. His mouth sucked at my nipples and his cock slid up along my wet clit. He felt big and thick and my pussy was dripping and ready. 

His hands pulled my hips up and he slid his hard dick tip to my pussy, pushing barely into me. Ooooh I wanted him so badly. I tried to push against him and he slid it deep into me... he held my hips up and against him as he began to fuck me, sliding almost out of me and then thrusting deep inside again. 

If anyone had come along, they would have been impressed with my ability to hold myself up that way. My hips were lifted off the tree and I was moving back and forth against the air. No one else would know that there was an invisible man grinding his big thick cock into my wet pussy, pulling me hard against him with each thrust. He lifted me up and I put my hands down on his hard invisible chest and began to pulse up and down on his shaft. He was so thick that I was sure I was going to cum each time I slid down. His hands were on my tits, squeezing my nipples one minute and then grabbing my hips and pulling me harder down on him as he thrust up the next. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me and my orgasm started to build quickly as I began to fuck his cock faster, pushing my pussy down his hard beam, feeling him filling up my wet cunt. I came and then came again with his cock fucking me with his orgasm exploding into me. Ooooooooohhhh yes yes yes!

When I woke up I immediately put my finger into my panties and sure enough my pussy was soaked. I fingered myself for a while thinking about how fun lucid dreaming is and wondering why everyone can't enjoy it like I can. 



Dreaming About Daddy



Your 18 year old daughter tells you about the dream she had last night.

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