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First Encounter

By: Rimmer



It is cool sunny day, a breeze is blowing through the tree's and the sun shines down onto the back of your neck and your almost naked shoulders. You look down at your watch and you realise that it is only a minutes since your last looked.

You look up, and look down the street at you see a tall figure walking down the road. The figure is wearing a long flowing dark trench coat and small sunglasses. You don't think anything of it, and look at your watch again.

A small shadow is suddenly cast over yourself and you look up but all you can see is a silhouette of the figure against the bright sunlight.

'Hi! Sorry I'm late but the coach was late.' He then removes his sunglasses and replaces them with a pair of normal specs.

You look slightly shocked 'Matt! Is that you?'

I nod and I pull you to your feet.

You smile and your face lights up. I hold your hand and then we suddenly find ourselves hugging each other. 'You seem pleased to see me!' I say and you just hug tighter. Your grip suddenly loosens and then I take a step back but I still keep hold of your hands. I look at your face and into your deep eyes and I smile.

'You look stunning by the way.' As I look up and down your body seeing you in a pair of tight jeans with and a tight black strappy top.

You blush and look at your feet, 'Thanks Matt. You don't look so bad yourself.' As you look at my figure also wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans and a loose fitting white T-shirt.

'Thanks baby. Come on lets go and have a drink and get to know each other a little better.' You nod and we walk down the street to a small café. As we walk down the stet we take hold of each others hand and give each other a little squeeze.

After about half and hours and two cups of coffee you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom and as you walk away it seems as if you are teasing me with having your beautiful body poured into those tight fitting jeans.

A couple of minutes late you return, but there is something different, before I could make out the outline of your bar through your top, but now I can see your hard nipples through your top.

'Matt shall we go back to my place and relax there? I'll make us something to eat and we can chat more.'

'Sure! Let's go.'

We lave the café and walk back to your place, we get into your place and I remove my coat and sit on the sofa while you go off into the bedroom to put on something more comfortable. A couple of minutes later you return wearing a pair of cut-off jeans and a white shirt ties around your midriff. You walk over to me and sit at the other end of the sofa and you lay your legs across the sofa placing them on my own legs. I look over at you and smile as I start to run my hands over your soft legs.

'That feel nice! Perhaps you can use those soft hands over the rest of my body later!'

There is a small devious little smile from your mouth as you look over your shoulder as you get up to get us both a drink. You return soon with two glasses of lemonade and you sit down again a place your legs on me again. 'Rub them again please that felt so good last time. I had to get a drink I was starting to get really hot!'

I reach over and take my glass from your hand and as I do I notice that your shirt is very loosely tied up and I can see you firm breasts. As I sit back I can see your hard nipples through the material again, but this time not just the outline is visible but the whole of your nipples through the thin material.

'I see what you mean by you are really hot!' I nod my head towards your chest.

You blush and try to move the shirt to hide your hard nipples.

'Please baby, don't worry about it. You are so sexy that I like it.'

A smile spreads across your face and you put down your glass and then take mine from my hand and then place them next to the sofa and you move closer to me.

'I have been waiting to see you for so long and when I finally met you I could feel my body saying that it want's you. I have to agree with my body because from that first moment I found out that the figure in the sunlight was you I wanted to bring you back here and slowly strip you down.'

'Oh god baby! You are so beautiful.' I move over and softly kiss your lips. I kiss them again and again and then we become locking in a deep passionate kiss. You move close to me and soon you are sitting on my lap and you are untying you shirt revealing your large, firm breasts. I look into your eyes and I kiss you again and then I slowly kiss your down your neck and down to your hard nipples. I slowly flick my tongue across them as you sit there stroking my head.

I raise my head up and you stand up help me to my feat and then you remove my top and then you lead me to the bedroom. Just as we get in the door you turn and them we lock in another passionate kiss, I move my hands from your waist to your bottom and then I pick you up and you wrap your legs around me as we continue kissing. I slowly start to walk over to the bed I slowly put you down and as I do you pull me onto the bed with you. We both lay there in a heap laughing and then the laughter slowly dies down and we just lay there looking at each other.

You then reach over and you start to stroke you hand across my side. Then a sly grin appears and you move your hand down to the front of my jeans and you look at me and say; 'Well looks like our playing has had a good effect on you!'

'Have a good feel and you'll find out just what sort of effect.'

You hand moves slightly up and then you start to open my jeans. You open the jeans wide and you move your hand inside; 'Mmmmmmm' is all I can hear as I shut my eyes and enjoy the feeling of your warm hands on my hard cock.

'Oh baby that feels so good!' You move onto your knees and you pull my hard cock from my jeans and another sound of 'Mmmmmm' escapes from your lips.

'Hey no fair. Lets see how worked up you are.' I move my hand down and start to slowly rub it between your legs.

'No not like that baby! Like this.' You undo the button on your cut-offs and then you slide them off. You are now sitting there in a small black thong making my cock even harder.

'That's much better now!' I say as I move my hand down to the small piece of cloth that covers your smooth cunt. I ease the piece aside and then I slide my fingers between your lips and start to stroke your clit. Your back suddenly arches as the effect of my stroking start to take effect.

'Push your fingers inside me! I want to finger me now!'

I push two fingers inside you and start to slowly move them in and out; 'Faster baby?'

You dumbly nod as I increase the speed of my fingers pumping in and out of your wet pussy.

'Stop please baby, I want the first time that I cum for you to be from your cock inside me!'

I stand up and take off my remaining pieces of clothing and before I know it you are sucking on my hard cock taking it deep into your mouth.

'Matt screw me now! I want you to make me cum with your hard cock!'

You move up the bed and as you do you remove your thong and then you lay back and spread your legs and your pussy lips for me. I edge my way up the bed and I move my head down and give your cunt a long hard deep lick.

'You taste so sweet. I can't wait to feel your juices all over my knob!'

I put my cock between your legs and slowly slide it into you. I look t your face as I do this and a look of total ecstasy spreads across it.

I start to move my cock in and out of you pushing deeper and harder with every thrust.

'Faster Matt! Pound my baby!'

I push my cock deeper with every thrust, and then I feel your cunt tighten and your juices flood over my cock.

'Oh baby I'm going to cum soon, I can't hold it back!'

'Good! I want to feel your cum flood inside me.'

I push a couple more time and then I can feel my cock twitch and my cum floods into your pussy. I continue pounding as I cum. 'Oh god Matt your cum feels so hot!'

One last trust and then you pull me towards you hugging me and stroking my back as I try to catch my breath.

I slide off of you and you pull a sheet over the two of us and we lay there wrapped in each other arms for the next ten minutes, but it seems like hours.

'If you thought that was good Matt, wait until later!"

First Encounter



The hotel room is dark you are late. I'm nervous pacing back and forth noting that it has just begun to rain. I put my hand on door ready to give the whole thing up and leave. What had I been thinking. The doorknob turns in my hand and you push the door open.

At least I hope it is you I murmur your name, "Ted?" a soft questioning tone. One glance in your eyes and I know it is you I take in your drenched state and slowly remove your clothing until you are merely wearing your boxers before me. I note your build and looks hands sliding up your chest of their own will. 

I pull them away and say a soft "I'm sorry," you take my hands into your own. 

"Why?" as you look at me. I close my eyes afraid of looking at you, afraid of you looking at me. I can hear your breathing, remember the sound of your voice. The voice I had longed to hear for so long. Wanting to hear your voice say so many things. I can smell your body as your hands caress my cheek raising my eyes to meet yours and ask again.

"I don't know." I suddenly feel very warm and overdressed in my simple flannel shirt the bright magenta and turquoise plaid thin protection from your presence. Your hand moves over my temple feeling my pulse race under your fingertips. Feeling the desire we've held. The agreed upon clothing that was comfortable and what I had worn the first time we connected upon net. Your hand slowly traces down to my neck slowly undoing the first button. I stand still as you remove them time stretching to seem and eternity yet a brief scant seconds your fingers dancing over my skin the cream lace bra a small hindrance now.

Your hands smooth over my breasts brushing the back of your hand over them making me shiver. Your hands rest on my shoulders thumb meeting. I lick my lips nervously, anticipating your touch. I get the impression you could strangle me but it dissipates as you slide my shirt off my body. Running your hands up my arms as I shiver. 

"Cold?" the one word breaks the silence and I glance up seeing everything seeing too much. Meeting you had been a total fantasy and now your presence overwhelmed me. 

"I'm not sure I can stop," my voice seems small. 

"Do you want to?" you reply. 

I smile and our lips meet letting my body slowly meld to yours barely noticing your hands sliding up my back to find the clasp of my bra allowing me to take lead between our lips and I finally let our tongues meet the warmth flowing over us.



First Encounter



We've met at the airport, and are driving to my home. We are making small talk when I look over and see you've made a tent in your pants. I immediately feel my nipples harden and my pussy getting hotter. I reach over and lightly rub your crotch, asking you how come you are so excited. You tell me that you realize now that I was telling you the truth when I told you it was not a very flattering picture I sent to you, that I don't look as innocent as you thought I did. That I am a very sexy lady and I turn you on very much. 

I remove my hand from your crotch and return it to the steering wheel. We drive for a couple of minutes. I am deep in thought and don't say anything, which makes you nervous. You ask me if anything is wrong. I tell you no, everything is wonderful, that I am very happy you are here, and that I am very excited. I explain to you that having you with me is a dream come true, that we are going to have a wonderful time together, that you are going to enjoy very much the time we will spend together. It has been so long since I have been with a man that I am going to be insatiable for days, that we are going to do so many erotic things together, and if there is anything you want to try just ask, because I want to try everything. I want to make you cum so much you'll think you've died and gone to heaven. I want to cum so much that my knees will be weak and I will have trouble just standing. 

I glance down between your legs again and see the tent has become even larger, and that there is now a wet spot on your pants. I see what I have said to you has excited you even more. You confirm that the idea of being each others sex toys has excited you very much. I ask you to trust me, to do what I ask, that if you do, you will remember this as the best time you ever had for the rest of your life. You tell me you trust me, if you didn't you wouldn't have come all this way to be with me. I am satisfied with your answer. 

Suddenly I turn of the highway on to a less traveled road. This road also leads to my home, but is much darker and very isolated. We drive for a couple minutes, then I pull over to the side of the road and turn the cars headlights off. I keep my foot on the brake so if anyone comes up behind us they know we are there and won't run into us. I tell you to get out of the car and remove your shoes and pants. You look very scared and very nervous. I assure you that you can trust me, that I wouldn't do anything mean like leaving you out in the middle of nowhere, in the dark cold night. You take a deep breath and open the car door. As you stand next to the car you realize how cold out is is. You feel your erection shrinking, your balls drawing up close to your body in an attempt to stay warm. You remove your shoes and stand there, not knowing what to do next. I tell you to hurry and throw them into the back seat, get your pants and underwear off and get back into the car. I don't want the inside of the car to become cold. 

You do as I say and are now sitting next to me in the warm car, your clothes in the back seat. I tell you not to forget to put your seatbelt back on, so you do. Your hands are trembling as you do so. I ask you if you are shaking from excitement, cold, or fear. You tell me it is a little of each. I am disappointed and tell you you need not have any fear, that my only goal is pleasure for the both of us. I reach over and touch your semi erect cock, rubbing it gently, cupping your balls with my warm hands. I bend over and lift your cock, stick my tongue out and lick you slowly from your balls all the way to tip of your cock. Your erection is now back fully, and I see a drop of pre cum . I scoop it up with my finger and rub it over my lips. So delicious, I think you must taste, so I kiss you, first rubbing my lips against yours. You keep your lips closed, so I run my tongue over them and push it between your lips. I hear you moan, and you open your mouth for me. I explore your mouth with my tongue, kissing you very passionately.

Suddenly I break the kiss, turn the headlights back on, and continue driving . I look over at you and see you are very excitied. You are staring out the window, with your hands clenched at your sides. I can see your cock in the lights from the dashboard, so big and hard and beautiful. It is sticking up and bobbing and twitching from the movements of the car, and from your excitement. I tell you that I want to watch you stroke it, play with it, but not to cum. You take your hand and slowly begin to slide it up and down. You start moaning and pump it even faster. I tell you that you must not cum, that you should slow down. You have a hard time complying with my wish, so I tell you to stop. You return your hand to your side.

I remove my right hand from the steering wheel and open my coat. I pull the right side of my coat back, so you can see what I am wearing underneath. I have a white satin blouse on. It clings to my breast. I rub my nipple through the material. It becomes very hard and erect. You can see my nipple through the blouse, and are very excited by the site of it. There is a river of precum coming from your cock. It twitches violently. You are VERY excited. You feel like you might cum without even touching your cock. I slowly pull the blouse up over my breast, and tuck it under so it will not fall down. I reach over and take some more of your pre cum and rub it into my nipple. It is so shiny and hard, and it is sticking out about 1/2" from the rest of my breast. I rub and pinch and pull on it, teasing you. You ask if you can touch it, and I say yes, but only with one finger. I return my hand to the steering wheel as you reach over. You touch my nipple very lightly, rubbing your finger in circles around it. It feels so good, all hard and erect and sticky, just like a miniature cock. You can't take your eyes off it, and long to have it in your mouth. Your are about to ask if you can do this when I push your hand away and cover my tit with my coat. Your face is crestfallen, and you look so sweet. I explain to you that we are approaching the town we have to go through to get to my home. You ask if you should cover yourself, and I say no, no one will see your cock down there, but someone passing in a car might see my exposed breast. 

We drive through the town, it is about 2 miles from one end to the other. You think it looks like a very nice town. There is snow on the ground, and all the businesses still have their Christmas lights on. It looks like a picture postcard town. We drive though and are finally on the other side. We are getting very close to my home, only a few more miles to drive. As the town disappears behind us I reach down and lift my skirt. It is very short, so I don't have to lift it very far. I push my panties to the side, and slip a finger into my pussy. It is so very hot and very wet. I tease my clit for a second and then push my finger inside. It feels so good I moan out loud. I remove my finger and rub it under your nose and on your lips, so you can smell and taste me. I push my finger past your lips and fuck your mouth with it. You are moaning and sucking my finger, it tastes so wonderful. I put my hand back on the steering wheel and slow down to turn a corner. You say "please may I touch your pussy?" I tell you it is okay. Go ahead. I spread my legs as far as I can as we drive the last mile to my home. 

I slow the car down, I don't want to drive off the road. You reach over and pull my panties to the side. Slowly you rub the outside of my pussy. The lips are so soft and smooth and puffy with arousal. Very gradually you begin to open my pussy, feeling for yourself how very hot and wet it is. You rub the inside lips, and occasionally tease my clit with your finger. I am having trouble concentrating on driving. We turn another corner and we are on the road that my home is on. Suddenly you push your finger all the way inside. I groan and you can feel how tight my pussy is, the muscles are squeezing your finger very tightly. You pump your finger in and out very slowly, making me very hot. 

I feel like I am going to come. I take my foot off the gas pedal. You have two fingers in my pussy and are massaging my clit. I am going to cum, and I am going to cum very hard. We are coasting down the road, it is downhill to the end of the road and my home. Only 1/4 mile left to go. You lean over and start rubbing my breast while you are playing with my pussy. OH I'm cummming. You can feel my orgasm, my pussy muscles contracting around your fingers, and a rush of my juice gets your hand very wet. Your cock is longing for some touches and some relief. I stop cumming and you remove your hand. We are parked in my driveway. The fun has only just begun...



First Encounter



As soon as our plans for your flight were finalized, all I could think of was that day. I wanted it to be perfect. Your plane was due to arrive at 11:30, so I left the house early and rented a room at a nice hotel, close to the airport. I bought fresh flowers and set them on the table to brighten the room. Then I placed scented candles on the night stand and table by the flowers. The room had a nice stereo and CD player, so I brought some of our favorites for some background music. I put a bottle of champagne on ice in case you wanted to celebrate the occasion with a toast or pour it over my body and lick it off...

After the room was set up, I took a long hot shower in the hotel room , wanting to smell delicious and feel smooth from head to toe. Earlier that week I spent some time picking out just the right fragrance bath set, which smelled heavenly intoxicating, a combination of jasmine and ginseng. When I stepped out of the shower and dried off, I smoothed scented lotion all over my body, Then, I splashed perfume behind my neck and between full breasts. 

Standing in front of the mirror, drying my hair, I remembered what he had said, about wanting to take me from behind while looking in the mirror. I could picture him there and a sudden wetness oozed between my legs. It was going to be .....mmmmm

The dress I picked out to wear fit like a glove, exposing every curve, some cleavage, and the hemline rose to mid thigh. It was "throw me down" sexy, yet very elegant. With my hair up, the package was sure to be pleasing to him. I could imagine him undoing my hair clip and slowly letting my hair down as he ran his fingers thru the soft, sweet smelling locks.

When it was time to leave for the airport, I lit the candles, turned the CD player on and headed out the door. My heart began pounding rapidly as I drove the short distance to the airport. Soon I would be face to face with the object of my desire, looking into his eyes, holding his hands and touching him all over. 

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As he looked out the window of the plane at the changing tapestry of color below, his thoughts turned to the airport. Two months ago, he would never have predicted he would be on his way across the country to meet a woman he had never seen in person. But he felt he knew her well in many ways, except had not had the chance to know her physically until now.. There was something about her that attracted him from the first time he saw a picture of her on-line. He loved the way she looked in all the pictures he had seen....and there had been many of those in the last two months. And he enjoyed her voice on the phone too, light and sexy. He had played the scene over and over in his mind as the plane began its final decent into Redmond Airport.

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As he walked through the doors into the terminal, his eyes scanned the small crowd, searching for her. When he spotted her, she was already coming towards him. Their eyes met as he moved towards her, a very knowing look in his eyes. They were filled with anticipation and electricity as they closed the distance between them. When he took her hands in his and looked deep into her sexy eyes, they both felt a tingle going through their bodies.

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I hold her hand as we exchange polite conversation and walk towards the parking lot. We drive to the hotel and I can't wait to be as close to her as physically possible. When we arrive at the hotel, she surprizes me because she has already checked us into a room. She leads me slowly to our room and opens the door, smiling shyly. When I walk in, I can smell her scent in the air. The candles flicker and music plays softly. She has made the room her own, so that I can know that much more about her by being there. 

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I sit against a desk and pull her close to me. Touching her arms and hands, I move close to her face as I look at her and kiss her for the first time, kissing her neck and feeling the chemistry between us....our touch is electric. I move my mouth and hands over her body, very slow getting to know her. I lick her lips and we shyly have our tongues meet and explore each other. I move down her neck again and kiss it well. She tastes heavenly and her smell is intoxicating. Then I hug her and move my hands to her breasts and begin to pull down the top of her dress. Her body is amazing -- I am filled with passion for all of her. I spend time on her erect nipples and what excites her, gently sucking and licking one side then the other. I want her hands on me and pull myself out for her. She fondles my hard cock slowly at first, then I watch her taste me and what follows can only be described as the complete melding of fantasy and reality. We explore each others bodies tenderly with hands, eyes, and mouths, wanting to know each other in every way....From behind, on top of her in bed, from behind her in front of the mirror, having her sit on top of me in a chair as we look at each other...The intensity tightens every fiber and fills our minds with instinctual primal energy and release. Neither of us have ever had a time such as this, mostly moving in silence, our eyes always connecting, our bodies always touching -- that turns into passionate sounds soulfeeding to them both. Kissing softly we continue feeding on the passion that burns inside each of us. The things that can be expressed without words - with looks and touching...mmm.

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Passion and intensity continue on thru the night, with no desire for sleep, only each other. The day has been unbelievable, with countless orgasms between us, and still the desire for more. We move to the shower and step into the steamy spray together. I kiss him playfully and smile in that certain way. He is beginning to know what that smile means. I want more of him. He caresses my breasts as the water flows over my head and down my body. He moves close to me, so that our bodies are pressed against each other as close as we can be yet still be apart. I feel every inch of him touching me. His slippery fingers slide from my shoulder, slowly down my arm, to my waist, pausing to kiss me again, arousing my desire to greater heights. I turn to face him, smiling shyly, pouring myself into his warm eyes. I take his hands in mind, bringing them to my lips, gently kissing the backs of his soft fingers. He looks deep into my eyes and slowly moves his hands along my hips and between my legs. He fingers my dripping wet pussy and explores every part of me with his hands. I turn off the water and we step out of the shower, still dripping wet. He puts me on the counter and goes down on me with delicate kisses and his tongue moving me to new levels of ecstasy. I need to have him again and moan for him to slide inside of me. I wrap my legs around his waist and he moves in and out, slowly, each stroke building on the last, intent on her alone yet in control, not wanting to climax too soon. He is a master of pleasing her, and every desire she has will be met. With no concept of time, they move from the bathroom to the chair, eventually back to the bed, always holding hands as they move, never disconnecting from each other's touch. This evening climax is the best so far, with sounds of ecstasy and orgasm filling the room once again. Temporarily satisfied, they lay beside each other on the bed, eyes locked together, fingers entwined. They speak for the first time in hours, having no need of conversation during their love making, except to utter sounds of approval and satisfaction. 

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Laying beside me on the bed, he tells me how amazing it is to be with me and I respond in kind. We talk about everything and anything, holding nothing back. It's well into the night before I drift off to sleep, unaware that he is silently watching me. My breathing changes rhythm as I fall into a deeper sleep and he smiles at my blissful face, before drifting off to sleep himself.

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He wakes up to the smell of coffee and her scent on the sheets. She has been sitting in the sun, watching him sleep, recalling the passionate time they had the day and night before. Or was it just a dream? It seems too good to be true that he's here with her. That they fulfilled the longings they had for each other and were not disappointed, now sure of the passionate chemistry between them. He smiles and says "Good morning beautiful", which makes her eyes light up and she smiles at him in that certain way. She holds his gaze in hers and slowly moves back towards the bed...



First Encounter



He met me at the airport. We decided to meet after months of discussion and indecision so I wasn't feeling particularly secure about the whole thing. As I approached baggage pick-up I saw him. He was leaning against the far wall and I knew him the moment I laid eyes on him even though my only picture of him was old. He really hadn't changed that much, he was always so hard on himself. Our eyes met and I felt my mouth curl into a huge smile. He waved and as he walked in my direction I grabbed my bags. As he approached I remembered he once said if we ever met, he would shake my hand. I wasn't going to let that happen so when he extended his right hand, I took it in my left and pulled him close so I could kiss his cheek. He pulled away slightly and I asked for a hug. It wasn't the tight hug I would have liked to give him but we did embrace. We talked of the flight and the traffic on our way to the car and by the time we arrived, we were both feeling more comfortable. My bags were tossed in the trunk and we headed out. 

The motel was a nice one and I knew I'd be more than comfortable there. He brought in my luggage as I looked around the room. I sat on one of the beds and winked at him as he laid my bags on the other one. His sheepish grin told me he was slightly embarrassed although I don't know why. We didn't stay long and before I knew it we were on the road again heading to his place. He wanted to show me around the apartment before we went to dinner. His tour was wonderful. All the things we had talked about for so long were right there before me. The TV chair he would fall asleep in, the bike he seldom rides, the computer he spent hours in front of and the antique bed he spoke of so often, it was all there and I soaked it in like a sponge. As we were leaving I turned to take one last look for I wasn't sure I would ever be there again, and we were off.

He took me to a nice restaurant but I was glad it wasn't too fancy, it had been a long day and I just wanted to relax. The food was great and the conversation marvelous. We talked and laughed and he even made some small advances. I was thrilled and would occasionally reach across to touch his leg with my foot. It was a beautiful evening and as we left the restaurant I could see the sun would be setting before long. I said, "I wish we were able to see the sunset" and he said he knew the perfect spot so we got in the car and drove a short distance out of town.

We found ourselves on top of a very secluded hill with a breathtaking view of the city and he parked facing west so we could relax in the car and watch the show. As the sun began its descent the bright blue sky was sliced with pink and orange streaks. I was so amazed I got out of the car and stood in front of it. He joined me but stood back a bit and watched me as I watched the magnificent sunset. Soon, I felt him approach, his arms wrapped around my shoulders and met just above my breasts. I laid my head back on his chest and we watched together. 

At one point, he pressed his cheek against my head and I could hear and feel his breath. I turned my cheek toward him a bit and he began to kiss and nibble my ear. "Oh God" I thought, "I'm going to melt if he keeps this up" and then he moved his mouth onto my neck. I gasped as the electricity coursed through my body and I reached for his hands pulling them down onto my breasts. As he began to knead them I let out an audible moan and I felt the breath rush out of his body. Our breasts were heaving, his face buried in my neck and he turned me around to face him. Our eyes met and locked for a moment, all movement stopped as if we'd both stopped breathing and then he pulled me toward him and held me tight as he began to kiss my lips. Softly at first, soft, short, gentle kisses and then he began to devour me like a hungry animal, his kisses strong and deep and desperate, his tongue thrust deep inside my mouth. 

The blood was rushing through me with such speed I thought I might faint. His hands slid down my back and took hold of my ass and pulled me tight into him. He kissed my face, my neck and back to my mouth again and again. My hands began to probe his body, down his back, up to his chest and slowly down his sides to his hips and then I slid my right hand onto his manhood. His moan set me on fire and I could feel his cock swollen and trapped in his slacks. I pulled away slightly as I reached for his belt buckle. He leaned against the car as I unfastened his belt and our eyes locked when I began to unzip his slacks. I slid my hands around back, under the waistband and down as his slacks fell to the ground. My hands then slid into his briefs and onto his bare ass and I pulled him toward me. I brought my hands around front to free his swollen cock, the briefs fell to the ground. 

I took his balls in my left hand as I softly stroked his cock with my right. He moaned openly now, his head back, his hands on the car to steady himself. I knelt down in front of him and softly kissed his cock several times. Then I began to lick the underside of the shaft and head so softly and then placed my lips around it moving up and down on the head alone. My tongue began to swirl around the head till he moaned again. I then took him slowly into my mouth, half way down and back again to make love to the soft, beautiful head of his cock. Soon, I slowly moved down the shaft until I had pushed his entire cock into my mouth and deep into my throat. I moved back up the shaft, sucking this time and stopping to again swirl my tongue around the head. This time I drove his cock deep into my throat and he took my head and steadied it as he began to thrust himself deep inside me. He fucked my face for a moment and moaned in ecstasy as his cock jerked in my mouth spilling its seed. I sucked hard as he began to withdraw and took every drop into my mouth, swallowing as his cock pulled out. 

He remained hard and he knelt down in front of me gazing into my eyes, his glassy with passion. He pushed me onto my back and pulled off my slacks and panties with one jerk. Then he lifted my knees, all the while staring into my eyes. He laid my knees open and disappeared between my legs. I gasped when his tongue touched my clit, the electricity shooting through me like fireworks exploding in the sky. He licked and sucked my clit until I was on the edge and then moved down to taste the sweetness of my juice. After licking and biting my pussy he brought all his attention back to my clit, swirling his tongue around it, sucking it until my orgasm exploded and I cried out in delight. I reached down and took his face in my hands, "fuck me baby, please" I cried, "I need to feel you inside me, please, please" I begged. Slowly he pushed the head of his cock inside and then back out again, my hips trying desperately to push more of him inside me. Again, the head was all he would give me. 

"Please don't tease me babe" I pleaded, "please, I want you so badly! God, I need you inside me, please" I begged, and when he'd heard enough, he impaled me on his cock, as deep as it would go. Pounding me faster and faster, as hard as he could slam into me. Again and again he drove his manhood deep inside me until we both exploded, crying out, hanging on tight to one another. He stayed inside me for a time, kissing me so sweetly and softly but soon he withdrew and rolled off of me. We laid face to face, arms around each other, legs entwined as the sun disappeared.



First Encounter



In school, Connie was always there to back me up. All the other kids would pick on me in fun but for some reason, Connie was always there to comfort me. It was almost like an older sister or at least someone who cares. Anyway, in school our uniforms were not very revealing. I had to imagine pretty much everything. It was only after class that I ever got a glimpse at Connie's great body. 

Connie is about five nine, with blonde reddish almost strawberry hair. Her bright skin was always a bit of a turn on in the kitchen but out of the kitchen; it shone like a bright light. Connie's tits were large and full; her ass just wouldn't quit. It was tight, round and just plain gorgeous. I had always wanted a good look at her body in something tight. 

Anyway, back to the real world, Connie was married and twenty-seven to my nineteen. Never the less we got along fine in school. One day I managed to invite myself over to her house to work on a school project and hang out. After working diligently for about an hour, the company came. Connie's husband, John, had one of his friends coming over. John was a big man; not fat but a little scary if you upset him. Good thing he was impossible to upset. We spent the next hour shooting the breeze about video games. When his friend, Dave came over with his girl friend, Jen, we continued the discussion while the girls went into the kitchen. 

Now the premise of my visit was to cook with Connie, so I kicked Jen out of the kitchen and Connie and I got to work. Jen grabbed a beer and went out to watch the TV with the guys. While Connie and I were alone, she whispered to me that we were going to play a game, as adults. OK I said, not knowing what to expect. Connie gave me a beer and we went into the dining room to eat.

After dinner we all sat down around the table. Connie sat next to me, and John was on her left in the chair around the corner from me. Jen was on my right with Dave sitting across from John. I should stop here to point out that at the time I was still a virgin, and Connie I think knew that.

When the game started it was clear what Connie had in mind. She glanced at John and then at Dave. They both winked and She moved a little closer to me on the couch. Jen was a little nervous but Dave leaned over and said something to her and she too moved closer to me. I was scared out of my mind. I took my turn and drew a card. I could tell right away that this was not a manufactured game. The Card said, "Do What Connie Tells You."

Connie winked at me and took me hand. "I know you are a little apprehensive, just come into the room with me, Jen your up" Jen drew a Card and it said "You Are at the Mercy of the Men, for now!" Connie took me into the room and told me to lie down on the bed. She took off her shirt and shorts; she looked like a Victoria Secrets model in her hot cotton bra and thong that just fit in the clef of her shaved pussy. My cock sprang to life, as she crawled onto the bed and kissed me deeply "don't worry honey" as she took off me shirt. Petting me gently on the chest she moved her hand down my body to my belt. She leaned over and kissed me again, reassuring me she reached under my undone pants and found my cock. She took it out from my pants and I saw her face light up. "It's pretty big, bigger than John's, but I think I can handle it" she winked. She kissed my cock head.

I twitched as Connie gently swallowed my cock. I felt the back of her throat undulating bringing me up to a feeling no other blowjob had ever given me. The site of her concentrating hard on my hard dick forced a feeling over me and I almost passed out. My hips lunged forward and I blasted a load, at least half a cup in volume, deep down her throat. To my surprise Connie swallowed every last drop of hot cum. Slowly rising up from my groin Connie smiled and wiped a little bit of white glistening goo from her chin and eased her cum covered finger into her cunt. I hadn't noticed but a veritable river was flowing from between her legs. Connie unhooked her bra and let her full breasts fall out. I was in shock, staring at their beauty.

Connie lay on the bed next to me and fondled her tits. She took my head in her other hand and placed it on her tit. I was beginning to gain confidence; I took Connie's engorged nipple in my mouth and began sucking on it. As her nipple grew in my mouth I decided it was time to let my feelings free.

I put my hand on Connie's mound and began massaging it. I kissed her deeply and said, "it's my turn now." She responded by squeezing my ass gently. That was all the queue I needed. Since she was already wetter than the ocean, she told me "skip the foreplay, fuck me now." I positioned my self over her then stopped dead in my tracks 

"What about John?" 

"Don't think about him, he knows and he's fine with it. He wanted to tape it too but I wouldn't let him, now shut up and fuck me."

I again positioned my manhood over her glistening slit. I placed the head of my cock on her hot steamy love hole and applied some pressure. 

"No honey, put it in me slowly but with force."

I propped her back up with a pillow and drove it home. She moaned deeply and responded by wrapping her legs around me and pumping me into her. "I think I got it now babe," I said. I lifted her up and she held fast to me. I was on me a knee pounding away at this caring wife of another man. I decided I wanted a better angle and placed her down and slid out of her. "Can we try doggie style?" I asked

"Sure" she said and quickly got up on her hands and knees facing the mirror at the head of the bed, "I want you to watch my face" Connie winked.

I got into position behind her and mounted her like an animal in heat. She slammed back against my cock harder and faster than I could keep up with, then I felt something happen around my cock that felt like a velvet vise closing. Connie's mouth opened wide and I saw her eyes roll back a little in her head, she let out a loud moan and then a series of short gasps as she rocked back hard, almost knocking me over backwards. I held onto her hips to keep my balance as I came hard into the hottest tightest twat I thought I could ever find. I must have pumped more cum than anybody ever had; it oozed out all around her hot spasming pussy. I rubbed it into her ass cheeks and grunted as I came again in a follow up. I pulled out and let my hot juice fly all over her back. We collapsed together into the soft bed and just lay there a few minutes holding each other.

At that moment, Jen burst in covered in cum. "They're all spent, but I'm still hot, Connie you are really lucky, John is rather large."

"Mike here is even a little bigger still," she smiled at me and gave my a little squeeze, "you should try him on for size" I couldn't believe it, Connie had taken my virginity and I was about to get another go with yet another beautiful woman. Jen was about five feet tall, with very large round breasts and long brown hair. She looked like the kind of girl you don't even talk to because she is too hot. Jen seemed eager and got into the bed with us. 

She was already hot I could tell because she kissed me so hard I felt my tonsils bouncing off her tongue. She grabbed my cock and started to get it hard which took almost no time at all. In the meantime, Connie sat on my face and began to grind into my mouth. Jen responded by licking Connie's nipples and eventually began biting and nibbling them gently. Connie got off of my head after an explosion of her own. By then I was plenty hard and Jen could tell. She squatted over my prick and positioned the head at the entrance to her pussy. I could see the cum from the other guys still glistening in her soft light pubic hair. She lowered herself slowly and moaned with what seemed like the voice of a demon. She was so small and tight the pressure on her bladder must have been too much because she let a hot yellow stream splash all over my balls as she slid down the rest of the way. I could not believe how tight she was, she seemed to be working hard to grab my cock with her hot hole. I just lay there and she started to work herself up to an orgasm and finally exploded. I was dumfounded and just stunned. Her face contorted into what looked like the happiest face in the world. At that second I heard a humming coming from Connie's side of the room. She took a small vibrator and placed it at the base of my cock still imbedded in Jen. She moistened the toy with our juices and them moved behind Jen and straddled my legs. I reached up and grabbed Jen's perfect milky tits and pulled her down on top of me allowing Connie the angle she needed to place the buzzing wonder gently into Jen's ass. 

"Farther, Farther!" Jen screamed as Connie put the whole thing deep into Jen's hole. The feeling of having both holes filled at the same time must have sent her into heaven because her climax looked like it almost killed her. I came too, as the sensations of her tight hot hole and the vibrator were just too much for me. Connie took the vibrator out and Jen collapsed on my chest with my dick still inside of her. After what seemed like five minutes she slid off me and rolled over onto the bed beside me. Connie had shoved the vibrator into her box and came hard and collapsed next to me on the other side. I was in heaven as I drifted toward sleep surrounded by beautiful naked, cum filled women. "Thank you" I whispered to a sleepy Connie and dozed off until the morning.



First Encounter



You stand at the airport, waiting for me to arrive. My heart is pounding and my palms are sweating, anxious to finally see you. When I get off the plane, I recognize the skirt and sheer top you described. I smile at you, and wrap my arms tightly around you, picking you up and twirling you around. Your lips fit perfectly against mine as we share our first kiss. Everything around us disappears as we lose ourselves within each other. I can feel your heart pounding against my chest as I let you down slowly, becoming aroused as your body slides against mine. Your hand slips naturally into mine as we go retrieve my bags from the carousel. We remain hand in hand, not wanting to let the other go.

Talking and laughing, we make our way out to the car. I open the door for you, stealing a kiss as you climb in. My eyes wander to your rear end, admiring the view. After putting your bags in the car, I climb into the front seat and look into your blue eyes and reach my hand out, sliding my fingers from your chin to the side of your beautiful face and up through your light brown hair. You tilt your head to my touch, placing your hand on mine and squeezing it tenderly. I lean across the seat and give you another kiss. This one filled with even more passion than before, our tongues meeting for the first time. Touching fleetingly at first and then becoming bolder.

My left hand reaches across rests on your right thigh, my nails tracing light circles on your leg. You bring your right arm around me, pulling me close and we embrace again, the world vanishing, leaving us lost within each other. Too soon, the kiss ends and we just hug. I kiss your neck lightly, followed by your ear.

By the time we arrive at the hotel, we can hardly keep from touching each other, not as sexual advances, but as little signs of affection. I can hardly stand releasing your hand long enough to walk around the car to open your door and take it once again to assist you out. Wrapping our arms around each other's waist, we feel almost like teenagers when we go in to register at the front desk. My hand trembles slightly as I fill out the registration and you run your right hand lightly up and down my back, grazing it gently. You can almost feel the goose bumps surface, even through my jacket.

I carry my suitcases up to the room, again admiring the view as I follow you. When you open the door, we enter silently. You turn to me and place your arms around my neck sliding them down my shoulders, urging me to put the suitcases down. I begin to kiss you gently as I comply.

After releasing the bags, I wrap my arms around you, my right hand on the back of your neck. Once again our tongues begin to dance together, the passion like electricity in the air. My hand strokes the back of your neck and your hair softly, feeling like a whisper in the air. Meanwhile, your hands are leaving streaks of fire as they glide lightly across my back. I slip my hands inside your jacket, easing it off your graceful shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.

I move my lips to your neck, licking and biting gently. Your soft moans encourage me as I continue on the side of your neck. When I move up to your ear, you start tugging at my shirt, sliding your warm, gentle hands underneath it. I moan as I feel those wonderful hands running over my back. My kisses on your ear and neck become more passionate as my desire continues to build. You can feel my erection pressing against you as you continue to graze your fingers lightly over my back.

You pull my shirt up over my head and start to kiss and lick my neck. I lean my head back, providing you with easier access as you nibble gently. I can't stop my moans from escaping my lips as my hands wander over your back. The first time my hand brushes against your breast through your shirt, you moan softly into my neck. I respond by applying more pressure, send jolts of electricity through your body as your nipples stiffen to my touch. I pull your shirt out of your slacks and run my hands up and down your spine, tracing circles as I go.

I unbutton your shirt slowly and slide it off of your shoulders while beginning to kiss the upper slope of your breasts. I can see your erect nipples through the fabric of your bra and kiss them gently, eliciting another moan. I reach around your back and unfasten the clasp, slowly and teasingly letting the straps slide off your delicate shoulders.

My hands caress your breasts gently, as if afraid to break them. My lips continue to work their way down, agonizingly slow, to your firm nipples. I start at the left breast, sucking the nipple into my mouth. My teeth graze it gently, and then hold it in place as I stroke it tenderly with my warm tongue. You arch your neck and run your fingers through my hair as I continue to excite you. I leave a trail of soft, wet kisses across your chest as I move to the other breast, repeating my actions.

You pull my head firmly into your chest as my hands begin to work on your slacks, undoing the belt and then unfastening them and sliding them down over your shapely rear and legs. After I slide to my knees and take your shoes off, I take your hand, assisting you out of the slacks. I kiss you gently through your panties as you moan once again. Picking you up, I carry you to the bed, kissing you as I lay you down softly.

You turn on your side and gaze into my eyes as you remove my jeans. Smiling coyly, you run your hand gently up the length of my erection, causing me to arch my neck. I lie between your legs and again begin to kiss your chest, working my way down your beautiful body, kissing and licking and nibbling the entire time, not leaving any part of you untouched by my lips.

Using my teeth, I grasp the edge of your panties and slowly pull them down, exposing you completely. I kiss my way back up your left leg, massaging and biting gently as I go. I start at the top of your foot, where it meets the ankle, and make my way up to your hip. I then kiss my way back down to where I started, and again move up your leg, this time on the inside. When I reach the top, I nibble tenderly on the tendon in the crease where your leg meets your torso. I inhale your scent as I cross over to the right leg and repeat my actions.

Finally I kiss your clitoris, causing you to moan loudly and arch your back. My hand snakes its way up to your breasts, rubbing lightly, my touch gradually becoming firmer. My tongue reaches out and licks your clitoris for the first time, savoring your taste, your smell. Overcome by the passion in the air, I wrap my lips around it and suck it into my mouth, allowing my tongue to dance lightly across it. I can feel your hands in my hair, pulling my mouth closer, deeper. I release your clitoris and lick your entire length, sliding my tongue inside of you. Following several minutes of that, I pull the folds of your lips into my mouth, again teasing your clitoris. I stop only after I feel and hear your orgasm. I slide my way up your body, kissing your breasts again as you regain your breath.

With a sly smile you push me onto my back and kiss me deeply, your right hand rubbing my chest while your left hand runs up the inside of my thigh, grazing against my erection. You break the kiss, your mouth slithering down my neck, biting and licking as you go. When you reach my chest, I arch my back, in ecstasy as your warm mouth and tongue go to work on me.

A moan escapes my lips as you take my nipple into your mouth, biting it gently, tugging on it with your lips and teeth. My hands run through your hair as you kiss your way over to my left breast, continuing where you left off on the right. Your right hand is between my legs, massaging me through my boxers. You continue your journey down my body, leaving a glistening trail of your gentle kisses.

Sliding my shorts down, I gasp as your warm hand caresses me.  I gaze down at you as you look up and smile at me, your tongue snaking out and licking lightly around the top of my hardness. I close my eyes as they roll back into my head, overcome by pleasure. You lick your lips, moistening them as they slowly part and begin to take me into your mouth. Another loud moan escapes as your warm mouth envelops me. Your tongue works on me as you slide your lips up and down my length. My back is arched as my breathing becomes rapid. You slide your mouth off of me and lick the uppermost part of the inside of my thigh, sending even more waves of pleasure through my body. You caress my erection and scrotum kiss and lick them gently as you switch over to the other thigh, continuing to lick and kiss it.

You look up at me, a twinkle in your eye, and then proceed to take as much of me as possible into your warm, moist mouth, eliciting another audible gasp. You continue this way for several minutes, your tongue swirling around me as you go, sending fire throughout my body. After one final lick up my entire length, you stop and look at me.

Three words escape your lips, "I want you."

With a smile, I whisper three words in response, "Take me, then."

You slide up and place me at the entrance. Again you smile at me and then start slowly sliding down. After what seems like an eternity, I am completely inside of you. You pause, allowing us both to savor this moment of sheer pleasure, our love for each other radiating throughout our bodies. So intense, so passionate, it is almost tangible, touchable. We are one; nothing can touch us.

I place my hands on your back, massaging gently as we slowly start making love. Soft moans of pleasure escape our lips as we continue our union. I pull you down against me, holding you tenderly in my arms as we kiss deeply. Our lovemaking is slow, unhurried, overflowing with passion. I run my fingers lightly up your face as we kiss. Moving over to your neck, while you gradually increase the tempo, our bodies moving in perfect unison, unconsciously knowing exactly how to move, our hearts beating as one. I take your breasts into my mouth, kissing your nipples, listening to you breathe and moan.

Wrapping my arms around you, we roll over and you begin to kiss my neck and ears once again. I slide slowly in and out of your body as you wrap your legs around me, prolonging our pleasure. My fingers trace the shape and curves of your neck and jaw, memorizing them. My mouth soon follows in suit.

I can feel your muscles start contracting around me as you begin to near your peak. I increase my speed and slide completely in and out of you as your excitement pushes me closer and closer to the edge. And then, finally, over it. We both gasp and moan loudly as we climax, again together. Your muscles grip me tight as I explode inside of you.



First Encounter



I go to the restaurant where we had agreed to meet, enter and find a seat in the bar as I had been instructed. Nervously I look around not seeing any single woman. I worry that she's lost interest in me and has abandoned our plans. I sit nursing a vodka tonic hoping she will show up.  I feel a light tap on my shoulder and turn to see a waitress standing beside me, she asks, is your name Mobious? I reply yes and she states that my dinner companion is already seated and she will direct me to the table.

I follow the waitress to a booth in the back darker corner of the restaurant, where I find her seated. I gaze into her beauty and my heart almost stops I'm temporarily left breathless by her stunning smile, flowing brown hair and am totally consumed by her beautiful eyes. She is dressed in a very attractive business suit that does it's best to honor her lovely figure. I stand there like a deer caught in headlights hoping I'm not wearing a stupid, moronic grin on my face. She extends her hand to shake mine I take it and gently kiss the back of her hand as she directs me to sit down. We talk, she about what would be expected of me, and I reply to her questions. The waitress returns and takes our orders we both order our steaks rare, they are delivered just that way, pink and tender in the center. 

Dinner proceeds well except for the times she catches me gazing into her cleavage, I feel uncomfortable when caught but she makes no attempt to hide it, and even loosens another button to taunt me even more. (She is driving me to distraction with the thought that I may at sometime be chosen to provide her with some sort of sexual pleasure.) As dinner winds down and our wine glasses empty for the last time, I fear that I have done nothing to ingratiate myself to her. If I seem nervous or even foolish at this point it is only because I think I've blown any chance of becoming her loyal sub. The check comes and I pay it fearing that when we part after dinner I may never hear from her again. 

As we stand I get my first good look at her legs how shapely they are, and how the 4" heels exploit her calves. I see the taper of her legs as they disappear under her skirt. Once again her beauty leaves me breathless. I escort her to her car she hands me the keys so I may unlock the door for her. I open the door and as she seats herself the slit in her skirt exposes the tops of her stockings (I bite my lip to keep from gasping hoping I'm not gazing so hard as to burn a hole in her leg.). She catches me again, this time she smiles a very wicked smile and says "Alright, Mobious this time you'll have to pay for your indiscretion" and orders me into her car and have me drive her to her hotel. On the way she directs me to keep my mouth shut and obey her instructions. 

When we arrive a the hotel while still in the parking lot, she slips off of one of her high heels and stumbles and I reach out and catch her. Placing my hands on her tiny waist for the first time and feeling her within my grasp, I feel as though I've just caught the game-winning ball. She states that her ankle is stressed possibly sprained and orders me to carry her into the hotel and to her room. I eagerly comply placing one arm around her back and the other below and beneath her legs above her knees. I lift her quite easily, for the first time I hold her in my arms; my heart swells with pride with the thought of being of service. 

I carry her to the room and take the key to unlock the door. We enter I set her on the bed and leave to get ice for her ankle. When I return with the bucket full of ice she is no longer on the bed but standing her jacket, skirt and blouse removed waiting for me. 

Once again she tells me to keep my mouth shut, but this time she also tells me not to move.  This is really a good thing for me; while I'm in the presence of such beauty I become tongue tied and speechless anyway. 

I look and I notice the way her hair falls around her face, yet cannot articulate my thoughts on what a wonderfully sexy sight it is. I see her large beautiful breasts heaving in her black bustier as she breaths, but could not express how it makes my pulse rise as my heart beats faster. I'm thankful she's told me not to speak. But here I stand with this ice bucket in my hands as she circles me, inspecting and evaluating her prospective play toy. Every once and a while I feel her hands caressing or probing my ass or thighs my back, chest or arms. I don't move not wanting to disobey her. I admire the tone of her muscular legs still encased in nylon or admire the way the French cut panties the garter belt and straps intertwine across her beautiful ass as she passes in front of me, I dare not look her in the eye. 

She stops behind me and I feel her right hand cross over my hip and straight to my crotch. Then from between my legs her left hand has me quite literally by the balls. The right hand caresses my hard cock while the left massages and kneads my balls. I am in ecstasy, speechless, immobile and flat out ecstatic. Her left hand replaces the right on my cock as her right releases my belt and opens the top of my pants. I close my eyes breathing slowly as she caress me. I'm thinking how very fortunate I am to have this beautiful sexy goddess running her hands aaaggghhhhh my jockey's have a handful of ice in them! I fall to my knees from shock she has filled my briefs with ice. My once hard cock is now shrinking rapidly, deflating like tires after running backward over one-way spikes in a parking garage. 

Mistress tells me to get up, hang up her clothes, and then I can go to the bathroom and stand in the shower and remove my clothes to rid myself of the ice. I hurriedly obey first hanging her jacket, blouse and skirt before attempting to remove the ice. My mind is swimming. She told me she was not a cruel woman, why was I now freezing my nuts off? I stood in the shower and removed my clothes letting the ice spill into the tub. The crotch of my pants and underwear now soaking wet from the melting ice I was truly better off not wearing them. I remove my shirt as per instructions and return to the sitting area. 

So here I am now after less than five minutes in her room standing naked before her my once rock hard cock shrunken into no more than a. a weenie. I feel totally vulnerable, naked without even an erection to stand behind. 

"Mobious" she begins, "I punished you because you have a wandering eye. I caught you several times in the restaurant peering into my cleavage. Then getting me into my car you could not look me in the face for staring at the tops of my stockings. And just minutes ago you would not look me in the eye for staring at my ass. Well tell me now, do you like what you see?" 

"Y..yes Mistress." I manage to stammer. 

"Well you jerk, look me in the eye and tell me so. How else am I to know you are being truthful?"  That wicked smile returns to her face. I see now because I've cast my gaze higher to catch her eyes. 

"I'm so sorry Mistress. How rude of me to act so shameful, it was out of respect I dared not look you in the eye. I thought it would seem impertinent of me to speak directly to you about. How sexy and beautiful I find you to be. I could not tell you of the lust you boil in me, for fear it would turn you away." 

"I want your respect, not your fear. You know that is probably the crudest punishment I've ever dealt to one of my subs." She continues. "And you managed to make it happen in less time then most. It looks like you may be more troublesome to work with than I expected. I've never gone so far as to steal away a subs erection before.  Do you now understand that you are to look me in the eye when you speak of your devotion to me?" 

"Yes, Mistress" as I look I meet her gaze and stare into her beautiful eyes.

"Good then I'll return your erection to you. You'll be needing it soon enough." She knelt in front of me and I feel her steamy breath in my crotch. Then her hot tongue and lips wrap around my shriveled cock. I feel her suck my cock back to life, once again blood returns to my organ, and my head swims in ecstasy.

Even as she kneels before me with my cock in her mouth it's obvious she is still in control, still the Master. Slowly she backs me up to against a wall her lips clamped tightly around my cock her left hand supporting and massaging my balls her index finger caressing the erogenous zone between my scrotum and asshole. I am totally under her control; I begin to fear that I have fallen into the arms of a succubus as my independence seems to be being drained out of me sucked down her throat with my cock. My knees grow weak from the expert attentions, I begin to slide slowly down the wall. At that point she slowly withdraws my cock from her mouth and stands, my cock in her hand she presses her lips to mine. We kiss yet she maintains her total control of me. Her tongue forces my lips apart and then probes my mouth driving for my throat.  I yield, submitting to her dominance.

 " Now Mobious I have returned what I had taken away, you have your erection back, what do you have to say?"

 I respond by looking directly and deeply into her eyes and saying. "Thank you Mistress, I am sorry I'd misbehaved. I was wrong for not speaking of the beauty I saw before me and holding my thoughts of it to myself. I rejoice in your beauty, your lovely breasts are heavenly to my sight. I thank you for the opportunity to gaze upon them. And only hope for the chance to press my lips to your chest and suckle at your breast."

 "Very good my dear Mobious you learn quickly. You have pleased me well. I will grant your request to suck at my tits."  She takes my hand and leads me to the center of the room, steps into my arms and kisses me again. "Caress my breasts and then remove my bustier and don't be clumsy about it." She instructs me. I run my hands up and down the sides of the bustier feeling her torso through the silky garment. As she turns in my arms her hand reaches back and clears her hair of the fasteners, which exposes the nape of her neck to me. Such a beautiful sight to behold her slender neck as it curves into her shoulders at the base. I can't contain myself. I blow gently at the base of her neck and her skin springs to attention drawing back her shoulders slightly.  In fear that I may have disturbed her serenity I quickly cover that area of her skin with my lips to settle the reflex. I notice she is about to object, so I quickly return to caressing her breasts through the bustier, then move to the fasteners to free the objects of my desire. 

I unfasten the hooks as smoothly as I can and slowly remove the garment from her torso supporting her breasts with my right arm as I free them from their bindings. What magnificent beauties they are, large hard nipples sticking out from dark dusky rose-colored areolas. Each a perfect hemisphere of feminine grace, the mature bosom of a woman.  I look deep into her eyes and say "Thank you Mistress. You are too kind to me to allow me the pleasure of your lovely breast." And with that said I move my lips to taste her nipples. I've barely brushed my moustache across the top of them when she stops me to lead me to the bed. She sits on the edge with her legs spread wide before me and invites me to kneel between them so that her nipples are right at mouth level for my attention.  I bury my nose between them inhaling deeply of her perfume that has been intoxicating me since we were at the restaurant. A light kiss at the top of each breast then the areola I allow my moustache to brush the nipple as I draw my tongue forward from beneath her breasts. Cupping her breasts from below and aside I force the nipples close together so I'll hit them both with each stroke of my tongue. And stroke them I do.  Ten sets of ten in rapid secession followed by pressing my lips against both of them in a passionate kiss. Once more I look up into her eyes and say "Thank you Mistress. You are too kind to me to allow me the pleasure of your lovely breast."

I suckle first at her left nipple while my left hand caresses twists and teases the right. Clamping my lips around the outside of her areola and creating a minor vacuum, I draw her nipple deeper into my mouth where I can best use my tongue to cup and caress it. I occasionally increase  the vacuum to try and tickle my tonsils with her nipple, or just to feel her tit filling my throat ,   then pulling back my head  to draw her nipple back out to my lips in a quick kiss before swallowing it again. I notice her breathing is faster. I switch my attentions from the left to the right lavishing all the devotion within me on her magnificent tits. I alternate breasts giving each as much time and attention as is pleasant. I try to gage her pleasure by the movements of her shoulders as I taunt and tease each nipple with kisses and follow with deep draws of the breast down my throat. I feed at her breast sucking on them as if I were trying to suck water out of a rock. She has wrapped her legs around me and started to grind her pussy into my belly, I'm disappointed that she is still wearing her panties and there is nylon between her pussy lips and me. But I am too busy enjoying her tits in my mouth to ask for her panties. I also know I could not stand the distraction of her exposed clit in front of me without taking it in my mouth for the same treatment I'm giving her nipples now. 

As I look up she seems to be in a tranquil state of bliss enjoying the attention that her breasts are receiving. It fulfills me so to see to her pleasure I continue my sucking with renewed pride. It's not much longer before I feel wetness from her nylon panties. I can stand it no longer, I plead to her "Mistress if I have pleased you any at all tonight please remove your panties and let me drink of your sweet juices. My mouth is beginning to dry and I thirst for your nectar."

"Sweet supplicant" she begins. "I'm appalled by my own neglectfulness. You have worked hard for my pleasure and I have enjoyed your attentions. You have earned some consideration. You may remove my panties to quench your dry mouth but don't forget what you are doing and return to that activity once you are able." With that she raises her hips slightly from the bed. My hands caress their way from her breasts to the tops of her panties. I feel her pelvis between my palms and her smooth ass cheeks beneath my fingertips. Gently I hook my thumbs underneath the waistband of her panties and palm her ass cheeks with my hands as I slip them off of her hips. I press my lips to her as I slide the panties to her feet, thankful that she has worn her panties on top of her garter. They slide off her feet as my lips meet her ankles. I'm careful not to catch the fabric on her shoes as the back passes over her high heels. I bring the warm wet panties to my lips and kiss them. They have been so close to her, I'm envious of their intimacy with her. With her panties now in my hand and her feet suspended slightly before me I lift her legs to my shoulders and slide my face along her nylon clad legs to her steamy hot crotch. Her sweet aroma is more intoxicating than the perfume that has been filling my head. I breathe deeply to capture as much of her scent as I can. 

She leans back on your elbows as I bury my face in her crotch with her thighs supported by my shoulders. I kiss first gently at her clit, then with my tongue I circle it before my lips clamp down and slide furiously across it. I hear her gasp and moan as I continue my attentions to her clit. Flattening my tongue, I give it a few broad licks then point my tongue for more directed stimulation. Her hips start an involuntary movement and I seize the opportunity to start sucking on her clit as I had on her nipples. She takes hold of my wrists and pull me tightly into her crotch. I continue my licking and sucking of her clit making every effort to please her. As her breath becomes more irregular her legs tense and she shudders with a moan I know must be an orgasm. As she relaxes some, I roll my tongue and dip it into her sweet hole to taste the nectar collecting there for me. Oh what a heavenly sweet taste she has.  I curl my tongue to the top first to attempt to caress her "g" spot and while it's hooked in her pussy I bob my head back and forth for her pleasure. Then I use my tongue to draw the sweet juice from her pussy. I kneel as low as I can to try to make my tongue the lowest spot in her divine cavern so her sweet juices will drain directly into my mouth. I stretch my mouth wide to engulf her clit below my upper lip and above my teeth. Then shake my head furiously hoping to shake more of her sweet nectar into my mouth. I run my tongue slowly around the walls of her cunt trying to extract all of the moisture contained in it. Her sweet love juice quenches my once dry mouth. I withdraw my tongue from her cunt and start broadly licking at it to clean her remaining juices from between her legs. I let my tongue drop another couple of inches and the tip of my tongue twice circles her anal cavity. Then her legs snap together holding my head in a vise like constriction. 

"You Bastard" I hear as she begins to speak. "You impertinent son of a bitch sub. I give you a few inches and you take six. I allow you to drink of the juices from my pussy and you start playing with my asshole. It's not that I don't allow that type of play. I just have not given you permission. You obviously need some instruction in female anatomy."  My head still clamped between her legs as she arches her back forcing me to do the same. Her hands reach behind my head and as her feet touch the ground she spreads her legs just slightly. She stands, towering above me. I am on my knees and bent backward my head caught between her legs. I can bend back no farther, her legs are spread just enough for her to manipulate my head with her hands as she wishes. I hold on to the back of her thighs to help keep myself upright. Pulling my head up and into her cunt she says. "This is a pussy! It is what you requested. Stick out your tongue." I comply and she rides my tongue. "It tastes sweet and has a distinctly feminine quality about it because only women have them." She thrusts her hips forward bringing my tongue in contact with her asshole again. "While this on the other hand is an asshole, everyone man and woman alike has one. When you asked to kiss my cunt and I only granted you permission to kiss my cunt. When I tell you to kiss my asshole you kiss my asshole. Understand sub? "  With that she steps from my face and allows me to collapse to the floor. 

"Oh, and if you ever again lick my ass without my permission, I will simply make sure that you are aroused to the point that you think you can no longer contain yourself...and then I will leave.... Yes, that is cruel.... but I could be much worse... and I wouldn't even use ice cubes... I would leave you with an erection that you wouldn't be able to get rid of for a while.... could be embarrassing even... but would be a just punishment for licking my ass without my permission... I can be a Subs worst nightmare.... "  

I lay there in stunned silence trying to collect my thoughts hoping that I've not offended her enough for her to leave. I watch she paces as I catch my breath again. As soon as I am able I get back on my knees and kneel by the bed worried about what she may say next. She takes notice of my uneasiness and speaks again. "Relax sub, I should not have reacted the way I have. I am more at fault for your indiscretion ... I didn't mean to let it go this far the first time and I should have spent more time explaining what I expect of you, so I should not have reacted as strongly as I did when you made your little transgression. However, I did need to let you know that you had made a mistake. So move into the center of the floor, and your instruction will begin."  




First Encounter



Still on my knees I comply. As I kneel in the center of the room Mistress circles me slowly and speaks softly. "Sub spread your legs wider, wider... that's better. Now back straight and shoulders back very good. Chin up, chest out clasp your hands behind your back. That's right. When I tell you to kneel I want you to assume the position you are in right now.  It is to show respect for your mistress and pride in yourself. Your cock should also be in an erect state, correct that condition now."  

I move my right hand to my limp member with thumb on top and three fingers beneath I begin to caress my cock. First short strokes then longer strokes as my cock begins to swell from the attention. Mistress kneels on one knee beside me and reaches beneath me to caress my balls. Her warm touch sends shivers through my spine. Her other hand moves to the small of my back and her lips cover mine, my throat is again invaded by her tongue. I know now I am her possession, she has accepted my gift of my body and servitude.

The rest of the night is a total blur I'm in a daze unaware of most everything going on around me my mind filled with images of her, the thought of her soft curves, her scent, her silky hair, the feel of unblemished skin. I suddenly find myself walking the 2 miles back to my car still parked at the restaurant. My cock shrinking away from the crotch of my pants still wet from melted ice, and a stupid grin that refuses to leave my face.

With much thanks to volunteer editors "Kat" and "A+ Editor Girl" who were both a great help in the final edit of this story.



First Encounter



It was your typical Saturday afternoon in April and there I was in the middle of a do-it-yourself store at 2:30 trying to figure out what book would be best to teach me how to remodel my bathroom. This really isn’t my thing, usually my husband does things like this, but he was busy fishing all weekend and I was growing weary of the way our bathroom looked. I hadn’t intended on going to this store that day, I had planned on doing some clothes shopping and perhaps having a latte at Starbucks later on; so I was dressed nicely. I was wearing a tight brown short-sleeved sweater that showed off my 36DDD breasts quite nicely, along with a beige suede leather skirt that came to about mid-thigh. It really accented my legs quite nicely as I am rather tall- 5'10" to be exact. I was wearing a pair of strappy sandals so I didn’t have on nylons. I was wearing my long curly red hair up in a bun so that it wouldn’t get in the way while I tried on clothes. 

Well, as I was looking over the books this very handsome black man entered the same section, and I couldn’t help but get the feeling that he was checking me out. Usually I would ignore something like this since I am a happily married woman, but this man was a hunk! He was about 6" tall,in his 30's, very muscular with piercing brown eyes and impeccably dressed. As he looked at me I started getting wet. I took a glance in his direction and I noticed a huge bulge in his pants, that made me even hotter. I tried to get a grip on myself and I decided to leave the section so I wouldn’t be tempted any further. As I went towards the aisle way he stepped out in front of me. 

“Hello,” he said in a hushed yet sexy voice, “I usually don’t do this, but you are really sexy and I would like to fuck you. Meet me by the bathrooms in 5 minutes if you would like, and I guarantee you won’t be disappointed.” 

I didn’t know what to do, I just blushed and nodded as he walked away. I stood there in the aisle way for a few minutes, trying to decide what to do. I wanted him as much as he wanted me, and I had been curious about black men since I hadn’t been with one-my husband was the only man I had ever been with and he is as white as I am. Finally I found myself walking towards the restrooms, and there he was waiting for me.

“You did decide to come, I was just about to leave” he told me.

“How long have you been waiting?” I asked.

“10 minutes. So do you want to do this?”

“Wow, I didn’t realize I took that long. I really had to think this over, you see, I’m married.” I explained.

“That’s alright, I understand, I’m married too. Besides, just because you’re married doesn’t mean you don’t have desires.”

I nodded.

“My name is Mike, by the way, what is yours?”

“Sheri.” I said as I came closer to him. I could smell the musky scent of his cologne which made me want to fuck him right there. He wrapped his muscular arms around me and started nibbling on my neck. I moaned softly, and he broke our embrace to open the men’s room door.

“Are you sure we won’t get caught?” I asked.

“Not a problem,” he said as he locked the door, “see, no one can get in.”

He started coming towards me and I was quivering like a leaf. He wrapped his arms around me and started fondling my ass while he kissed me. And what a kiss that was, I had never been kissed like that before, and it felt so good. I could feel his hard cock straining against his pants, so I undid the zipper. Out came the largest cock I had ever seen and I gasped at the sight of it. 

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just haven’t ever seen a cock that huge!”

“Don’t worry baby, I’ll be gentle.”

His cock was 12 inches long and at least 6 inches around. I just had to suck on it, but as I was about to drop to my knees, he started taking off my shirt.

“I’ve gotta see those great tits of yours” he explained as he undid my bra, “damn! I’ve never seen tits this big!!”

Then he cupped my right breast in his hand and started licking my nipple. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started stroking it. He took his free hand and unzipped my skirt and it fell to the floor, then took my panties off. He started stroking my hairless pussy, the next thing I knew the most powerful orgasm I had ever had started ripping through my body. He had to support me to keep me from falling to the floor. After I recovered he took me over to the sink counter and sat me on it. He spread my legs and starting eating my pussy and I was in heaven. Mike certainly was a master with his tongue, he made me cum hard 5 times before he stood up and asked me if I was ready for him yet.

“Not just yet,” I said, “I have to suck on your cock first, it just looks so delicious.”

I hopped down off the counter and he took my place. His un-cut cock was so big around I could barely fit it in my mouth, so I licked up and down the shaft and sucked on his balls a bit. I stood up and he started suckling on my tits again, so I decided to tit fuck him. I got his cock really wet and wrapped my tits around it.

“God, that feels good!” he moaned, “don’t stop!”

I kept up the pace and soon he started cumming, his hot cum was all over my face, but I didn’t care. I just wanted him inside me. I got back up on the counter and he ate my pussy some more, gave me 2 more orgasms, before he stood up and placed the head of his cock on the opening of my pussy. I was more than ready,

“Fuck me!” I pleaded, and he rammed his hard cock into me. I screamed out, I had never been this full before, and it felt like I was being fucked by a telephone pole. He kept going and an extremely powerful orgasm started ripping through my body, so powerful that I passed out for a minute.

“God damn Mike, you are so fucking good” I grunted

“Shit Sheri, you’re so fucking tight, it’s hard for me not to cum!” 

“Why don’t we try another position?”

“Okay.”

He withdrew from me and I stood up and bent over the counter. To my surprise I felt him licking my asshole, and did it ever feel good. I was so wrapped up in enjoying it that I didn’t notice when he stopped and placed the head of his cock on my virgin asshole. He started pressing it in and I cried out:

“Not my ass, I’ve never been fucked up the ass! You’re too big!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll go slow. Just relax.”

I did and he slowly slid his monster cock into my ass. It burned a lot at first and I begged him to quit, but he didn’t. Slowly he started to fuck my ass and rub my clit. Harder and harder he fucked me, and I came over and over again. Sweat was dripping off both of our bodies and we both were gasping for air. Still he kept fucking me harder and harder until he exploded inside of me. His hot cum was filling my asshole and dripping down my leg. We stood there in the same position for about 5 minutes, exhausted. He finally withdrew his cock from my not-so-virgin ass and said:

“Damn, that was good.”

“I’ve never felt anything like that before in my life! You were fantastic!”

“So were you, I only wish my wife was that tight.”

“Shit!” I exclaimed, “what time is it?”

He glanced down at his watch, “4:45"

“Damn, we’ve been in here that long?” 2 hours had passed by without my noticing it, “I have got to get going, my husband was expecting me home by 5!”

“No problem.” he said as he handed me my clothes. 

I put them on and took a glance in the mirror, I was a mess! My hair had come completely out of its bun, and my make-up had run all over my face. I quickly cleaned up in the sink, fixed my hair and started for the door.

“Wait!” he said, “that was so good I just can’t let you leave like this never to see you again. I really would like to do this again, how can we contact each other?”

“I don’t know, you can’t call my home since my husband works at home, and no men ever call me at work since I’m a bridal consultant. Do you have e-mail?”

“Sure do,” he said and handed me his business card “just e-mail me anytime you want to get together.”

“Alright.” I told him, kissed him on the cheek and headed out the door.

My pussy was sore for 3 days after our encounter, but it didn’t stop me from fucking the shit out of my husband every chance I got. It’s now been 2 months since that encounter and I still haven’t e-mailed Mike, but I plan to one day soon.



First Encounter



He takes his first steps in NY as he gets off the plane. The ride was smooth, such a good pilot. His intentions were to sleep the whole way from Arizona. But with knots in his stomach and his imagination going crazy, he eyes did not sleep. More, his brain was in over overdrive thinking of this adventure in New York he is going to have. Bill she be everything she had been online? Bill she be more?

They had been talking online for a few months now. Each day discovering new things about each other...Dr. Pepper is his favorite soda; she prefers baths over showers. The fondness grew between them and their friends started to tease. With states between them and a against all odds, they still managed to draw close. With simple keystrokes and words on the mic, Bill has created the image of a girl he can't wait to meet. They have shared moments on webcam, allowing each other to take a glimpse one what they look like. Bill takes these images to bed with him at night, wishing the spot next to him was filled with her laughter and smiles. 

Christy, after having met so many people sees Bill differently as she sees the others. She treasure all her moments online and when they are not in contact she finds herself missing him immensely. Her mind seems to trail off into thoughts of when she Bill be able to talk to him again. She cares so much for Bill and her body aches for his touch, a hug, a smile.

April 7th. They had the day planned when Bill was to fly to New York to see Christy. After all the teases and online emoticons, they Bill finally be able to share the same air. Both were eagerly anticipating for the day to arrive. Christy was arranging her taxi ride to JFK airport while Bill set up his hotel reservation; one queen bed of course. The night before his flight out Bill approaches the question cautiously.

"Well, my hotel reservations are set. I know my flight gets in rather late in NY so you really don't have to meet me at the airport if you don't want"

"Are you crazy, and have to sleep one more night knowing you were so close" she responds.

"Do you think you'll want to stay with me? I mean, I couldn't have you traveling back so late by yourself," Bill teases as he usually does.

Christy's heart beat a little faster.

"Silly boy, of course I'll stay with you. But you better be fully clothed and you sleep on top of the covers," she teases back in a flirty way, "no naughties!"

"Of course not," Bill chimes, his voice sounded so sexy on the mic. "Ill even sleep in the bathtub if you want!"

"Well that wont be necessary. I'm sure the hotel has a rather comfortable couch in the lobby," Christy says with a laugh.

This teasing continues for a few moments then an awkward silence falls. They both feel this sexual tension between them. Having shared some intimate moments of sexy talk online and read each other erotic stories, this tension has only developed stronger. 

Bill walks down the corridor from the plane, his heart beating a little faster, palms growing moist with excitement. 'I hope she arrived safely' he murmured under his breath. He mounts the escalator that leads down to the baggage claim where he is to meet Christy. He glances around and sees no familiar face. With some disappointment, he walks over to the baggage carousel and waits anticipating this first encounter. 

"Flight 34a from Arizona Bill know be releasing baggage at carousel B" rang over the speakers.

Though with all the noise of babies crying and his heartbeat growing louder, he listens to the announcement and checks he is in the right place. The baggage belt starts to move with a loud noise and it comes to life causing Bill to jump. Just at that same moment, he feels a touch on his left shoulder. He pauses a sec, filled with an anxiety of a first opinion but intrigued by the yearns for a first embrace. He spins around slowly and sees Christy, the girl who has consumed most of his time and thoughts these past few months. 

Christy pays the taxi driver, a young looking Arab, and slowly steps out of the car taking with her her overnight bag. In it she has stuffed some clothes, a toothbrush, and a sexy pair of black underwear she bought specially for Bill. She advance to the revolving doors and feels her heartbeat heighten and her breath become quicker. The man she has frenzied over Bill now be in her arms. She stops and looks up to the overhead computer screen. 'Flight 34a from Arizona-baggage claim B' she reads to herself. As she walks closer she notices Bill standing next to the carousel. She slows her pace down and walks towards him. When she is close enough to smell his Cool Water Cologne, she reaches her hand out and touches his shoulder lightly. After a pause, he turns around and Christy is able to take her first look at man who has had her heart leaping. 

Bill is about 5'10, slim and fit wearing a pair of jeans that fits his butt just perfectly. Christy, short and slender, is wearing a pair of black pants and a light pink top. Her hair lightly falls around her shoulders. As their eyes meet they both managed to stumble out each others names. "Bill?...Christy?" are the only two words spoken then they lean in for a kiss on the lips. It is soft and quick but they both feel a spark. What is to come next both runs though each other's minds. Bill notices his luggage in the corner of his eyes and spins around to get it. As he bends down he glances back to see Christy taking a peek at his butt and starts to smile. He shakes it a little to tease her...

The train ride to the city is one full of curious gazes at each other. Each one glances one over and over, trying to take in what they have been missing. They are sitting across from one another, without a computer monitor or wires in-between. Bill leans over and takes Christy's hand and pulls him over to his seat. He brushes her hair behind her ears and kisses her neck sending tingles down her back. Her hand finds his face and leads him to her lips...their kisses are sweet yet passionate. Filled with so much emotion for having first met. Bill starts to tickle the inside of Christy's thigh...through promises he would be a tease to her. She giggles and starts to nibble on his ear. 

"Next stop, Penn Station...Penn Station comin` up."

The announcement startles the kissing pair and they stand up and gather their things. Once in Penn Station they grab a taxi to the hotel Bill has booked. It is a nice little hotel in Times Square. Even with the streets crowded with hundred of people, Bill and Christy's only seem to notice each other. 

As they mount the elevator to go to Room 35, Christy starts to feel a little tingle in her body...suspect of what Bill be happening tonight. A smile creeps over Bills face as he tugs on Christy's shirt and makes her give him her bag to carry. As they enter their room, they find a nicely made Queen size bed across from a 21 inch TV and a well lit bathroom with a shower built for two. As soon as they settle in for a few moments they both see its already 2 am. Christy asks to use the bathroom first to get ready for bed. She decided to shower so she can smell sweet lying next to Bill. She slowly undresses in the bathroom and turns the hot water on. She steps in and lets it stream onto her face to her back and over her little butt. As she is soaping her hands she hears the door open. Christy peeks out and sees Bill looking in. He said he needed to use the bathroom and asked if it was okay. Christy feeling a little hot inside all of a sudden says yes. She hides back in the shower and fumbles with the soap. All of a sudden it jumps out of her hands and falls in-between the curtain and the bathtub and slides across the floor. Bill walks over and picks it up and creeps over to the shower. 

"I don't know how much use a shower is without the soap," Bill states.

"Uh-oh-erm yah..." Christy laughs nervously.

Then she realizes she is standing naked in front of Bill and grows quiet self-conscience and blushes. 

"You are so beautiful," Bill stammers feeling a hardness growing in his pants.

Christy feels a flutter in her heart and manages to slip out a few words; "I, uh, well thank you...do u think you could wash my back while your hear?"

Bill winks at Christy and falls behind the curtain out of her view. But Christy could hear the sound of Bills pants hit the floor and she feels her pussy start to grow warm with anticipation. He always spoke of things online in a teasing way of how he can give girls powerful orgasms with his tongue and this "flexing of his penis". She turns back around and steps under the warm water and closes her eyes and lets her hands run over her stomach and to her sides. As she reaches her hips she feels another pair of hands encompass hers. She is startles for a moment but turns around slowly. She gazes into Bill's eyes not even nervous anymore that they stand total naked and only inches apart. Bill pulls Christy close and starts to kiss her. Their tongues probe each other's mouths. Bill starts to kiss down Christy's neck teasing her with his tongue. Gliding it slowly down to her small but erect nipples Christy throws her head back and runs her fingers through Bills hair. His tongue flicks her nipples causing her legs to buckle slightly. Bill lets his tongue travel further south and traces the crease around her sweet spot. 

"Ohhhhh," Christy moans, "don't stop"

With that Bills parts Christy's labia and lets his tongue sweep over her clit sending chills of passion up her back. With his tongue caressing her pussy, Christy leans back on the shower wall to maintain her balance. His tongue starts flicking over her clit and tasting her sweetness, Bill's cock grows hard. He starts to push his tongue in her slit and feels how tight she is knowing his dick is in for a nice fuck soon. 

"Oh God Bill, your tongue is amazing," Christy's mummers with an exhausted breath, "Ohh faster baby"

With a ravenousness appetite Bill continues to assault her twat with his squirming tongue. Nibbling on her clit he found made her moans intensify. He let his fingers start to probe inside of her. Her wetness was driving him crazy and he wanted to fuck her pussy so bad. But he got much pleasure out of seeing her melt with the magic of his tongue. Wanting to make her orgasm, he started to move his tongue faster around her clit and thrusting it in her pussy. Christy was confounded with frenzy, her body electrified with such passion, she lost feeling in her head. 

"mmm, Bill, oh Bill," was all she could moan

"You like this baby, you like my tongue raping your pussy,?" Bill responds with a grin.

"ohh yes, don't stop," she stammers with his tongue continuing to bring her great pleasure.

The sensation she is feeling of his tongue manipulating her tight pussy was simply to much. Christy let go of her body and started to experience the best orgasm of her life. Bill lapped up her sweet cum still probing her slit, licking around her lips and teasing her clit. Christy knew it was time for Bill to experience the same pleasure she has just received.

"Your simply amazing Bill, but now its your turn," Christy says in a devious voice.

Christy makes Bill stand up and she takes his subservient place on the floor of the shower. With his manhood in her face Christy decided to tease Bill a bit first. She brings her mouth a few inches away from his penis and lets her warm breath; still quite heightened from her orgasm, tickle the hair around it. She lets her tongue trace around his manhood stimulating sensations up Bills body. Bill, being quite agitated with longing tries to guide her head closer to his dick. 

"Oh no honey, I'm going to tease you as you have all those night on the computer," she says with a wink.

She slowly moves her tongue to the tip of his member and lightly traces circles around it. She gazes into Bill's eyes with a seductive look. He closed his eyes for a second to heighten the pleasure her tongue is giving him. Christy drew her tongue in to her mouth and let her lips brush up against his head, already getting wet with his juice. She kissed it a few times and the let her tongue slide down the underside of his shaft. His cock was so hard now Christy could feel her pussy twinge with a yearning. With an appetite for his erection, she parted her lips and slowly took his hardness in her mouth. Letting her tongue help guide it in, she realized just how massive he was. Letting his cock slide in and out, he mouth watered with pleasure. 

"mmm, your mouth feels so good on my hard cock" he whispered.

"mmhmm," she agreed with his dick still in her mouth.

This vibration caused his cock to grow stiffer and she started to moan quietly.

"mmmmm," she said while winking at him

Bill threw his head back and cupped Christy's head with his hand. Christy started to grope his balls as she continued to work her mouth up and down his hard shaft. Her warm tongue rubbing up and down intensifying his pleasure. She pulled his dick almost all the way out of her mouth and flicked her tongue quickly around his head causing Bill to start to moan with excitement. He felt an orgasm was close. She wrapped her mouth around his dick again and with a quick pace, starting sucking his dick up and down, moving it a little quicker with each bob of her head. 

"Cum for me baby, I want to taste your warmness in my mouth," she murmured.

Stroking his cock at a more heighten speed Christy starts to taste Bill's cum. Shooting to the back of her throat, she swallows the warm jizz as he lets out a moan.

"Oh drink that baby, oh your mouth feels so good," Bill says while cumming.

Christy stands up and the two proceed to wash themselves. Their hands slipping over each other bodies in an intimate way.

After the shower Bill picks Christy up and carries her to the bed. Still wet with desire Christy's pussy aches for him to fill her. She spreads her legs open displaying the pussy Bill just pleasured and his dick instantly got hard again. He mounts on top of her and slowly slides his head into her wet slit. He sees now she wasn't kidding about being tight. He works his dick into her slowly as not to hurt her. She starts to moan with pleasure. Her back arching causing her breasts to push against his chest. Her wetness allowing his cock to slide in and out with such ease. 

"Ohh you're so hard in me, mmmm, harder baby," Christy moans.

"You want me to fuck that pussy, huh," Bill says dirtily.

Bill feels her tight hole around his solid cock tense as he thrusts faster. She feel so warm around him. He kisses her neck while keeping his pace. They look into each other's eyes and both moan at the same time. 

"I want to take control now baby," Christy says.

She lets Bill slide out of her and he lays on his back. Christy lifts herself over him and rubs her pussy on his dick letting his head poke around her clit. She lowers herself slowly onto his rock hard cock and throws her head back with pleasure. Every inch that goes inside of her builds immense passion and heat between the two. While squatting over him she starts to jump up and down on his dick moving faster and faster; his cock so warm in her tight pussy.

"Oh fuck me baby, yah ride my cock,' Bill says.

"I want you to cum inside of me, fill me up, " Christy pleads.

Her wetness drips down Bills cock and over his balls tickling him. Christy reaches down and starts to rub her own clit. Bill enjoys seeing her touch herself. He reaches over and grabs her nipple between his two fingers and gives it a pinch cause Christy's moan to intensify. Bill's dick flexes inside Christy's vaginal walls. 

"ohhhh, I'm going to cumm," Christy whimpers. 

Bill flexes one more time causing Christy to orgasm, her hot juices flowing over his dick, her muscles tightening around him. Not a moment later Bill to starts to cum bursting a load inside of her hot pussy, his dick spasming causing Christy's orgasm to making her breathless. She collapses into his arms, their breaths heavy with passion and satisfaction. They fall asleep; bodies entwined in each other's, smiles on their faces, hearts filled with joy....

Stay tuned for more on their fun in New York.



First Encounter



Even though we never talked about it afterwards, looking back, I kind of think James knew what I had in mind when I called him and asked if he'd like a few drinks. When he asked what the occasion was, I had replied to loosen some inhibitions, maybe. I knew he was gay, and I think he had a pretty good idea I was interested, at least curious. Although we'd never watched any of his films before, he had caught me looking through his gay porn videos once, and another time I asked him where he got them. He knew I was interested too, I think, because I would make comments about how nice this guy looked or about whether or not some actor or other had a big dick, and that was why all the actresses loved him. I'm a nervous and shy man by nature, and at the bar it took a few drinks for me to settle down and get used to the crowd. But it was about that time that James decided he didn't want to hang out at the bar anymore. Perhaps he could see my inhibitions were fading. He said we could have a few more drinks over at his place if I liked. 

His apartment always smelled of vanilla candles. When we got there he lit a few . . . I don't remember how many, but enough to give the room a sensual, romantic glow as we had a glass of white wine. Still, I felt unable to tell him what I wanted; the wine still hadn't seemed to do its job quite yet. Still, I was hinting around—putting my hand in my pocket to adjust my scrotum and telling him it was never quite comfortable, placing my hand on his knee what he made a funny remark about something. After we finished two glasses of wine, James took the bottle and said, "I think we've had enough." He picked up the glasses and told me he'd be right back. I feared that maybe I offended him, that perhaps he thought I was mocking his sexual persuasion. And he was taking a long time just to take the glasses back into the kitchen. While he was gone I started thinking of how to apologize to him, that my intentions were totally different, that I didn't mean to offend him, and maybe, just maybe, if I told him why I was really there, then we could do something together, that something I wanted but was too afraid to say outright. 

When James returned, though, I saw that he had read my intentions correctly from the beginning. He came back dressed in only a purple silk robe, tied together loosely at his waist. I couldn't see too much because of the candlelight, so I couldn't tell if he was erect or not yet. But I was getting there as soon as I saw him. I could only sit there and wait for what he might say next. I didn't wait long.

"You think you're sly, Chris?" he asked me. "Trying to entice me to make it with you. If you would have come right out and said what you wanted, it's hard to tell what might have happened." He smiled. "Oh, we would have done it," he continued, "but now, now it has to be done my way." I wasn't sure what he meant by that, but the edge in his voice, the command almost, turned me on, made me willing to do as he asked. Still, I couldn't form any words to reply to him. I only sat there, waiting for what seemed like ages for what would come next. Despite the wine we had had, I was again beginning to tremble a little. An excited, needful tremble shook through my limbs as I sat there waiting. "Well?" James asked.

"Yes?" I replied, still trying to make out what was happening behind the belt of his robe.

"You want me, don't you?" he asked. My reply was a simple mm-hmm. "Good, I think I need someone fresh, someone yet untouched. But how do I know you're untouched? Oh, I could take your word for it, but I think a little inspection is in order." I liked the sound of that, even though I wasn't sure what he meant by it. "I want you to stand up," he went on, "and take your clothes off for me. Everything expect your underwear."

The request was simple enough, but hearing it made my cock grow larger than it already had. The idea of him watching me pushed it even more. Standing up, I began to oblige, taking my shirt off first, then unzipping my pants and letting them fall to the floor, stepping out of them and kicking them aside. Instinctively, I moved my hand down and rubbed my dick, wanting to stimulate it even more. "No," James commanded. "You cannot touch yourself. You have to leave it all to me." That rocked my world. I had masturbated hundreds of times, letting myself reach the point of cumming before I would stop and let it all settle back in and I began again. This experience, I knew, would be like that, but much more intense. To make him happy I couldn't touch myself; a thought like that had never crossed my mind. I had thought that this would an experience totally for me, but was finding that this would be his pleasure too. Not touching myself became even more difficult as James undid his belt and let his robe fall to the floor. I saw his cock for the first time. It wasn't exactly hard, but it hadn't grown too much, and it bobbed merrily as he walked towards me, standing in front of me and planting a kiss on my lips. The kiss soon grew, then his tongue was in my mouth, and mine in his, as we explored each others' mouths. But just as it became very passionate, he withdrew and stepped back and kneeled in front of me.

There he ran his finger down the bottom of my shaft, which was pushed against my briefs and ready to pop out. James took a finger on either side of the elastic and slowly, very slowly pulled my briefs down. I swear I thought I could hear a pop as my cock tasted the air, free from its encasement. "Nice," he said, blowing softly on it. "What is it, a good eight inches?" I shrugged my shoulders, not sure what to say. A dribble of precum hung from its tip. "Look at that," James said in a cute voice. "We must take care of that, shouldn't we?" And then, for the first time, James put his lips around my cock, only the head, and lapped away the precum that was there. I thought that maybe I would cum then and there, but he moved away. Again, instinctively I reached for my cock, but James caught my hand in his and said "Oh no, no touching, I said. Now you need to place your hands on top of your head and keep them there until I am finished." I did as asked, and could only wonder what would come next. 

He pressed my cock against my belly, and with an open mouth blew hot air onto it, cradling my balls with his other hand as he did so. He then blew on them with the same hot breath before blowing cooler breath on them. I was in agony; I could feel myself close to cumming, but I couldn't, not yet, this had to go much further than this. Sensing that I was could cum, he pulled on my scrotum as if to alleviate the need. That worked, but I settled even more when he moved behind me and ran his hands against my bottom. "You can take your hands off your head now," he told me (I had actually forgotten I had them there to begin with). He then asked me to bend over and grab a hold of my legs. I did as asked, but must admit I was kind of frightened. I hadn't thought of anal, nor had I ever tired it on myself, but now I was faced with it. I thought back to what James had said earlier, about if I had only been a little more straightforward. But now, as he had said, he was calling the shots, and I knew he must be allowed to do what he wanted. He spread my cheeks apart and, like he had done with my balls, began to blow into my ass. He was so close I thought I could feel his lips touching me. The feeling was strange and new, and most of all, very stimulating. He continued to blow, cradling my scrotum from behind, his grasp fluctuating between a commanding firmness and a caring gentleness. 

Finally he stood up and took me by the hand and led me to the couch, where all of this had begun. He laid back on the couch and made me kneel before him. "Here I am, Chris," James said. "This is what you want, really? Isn't it? My cock." I nodded my head. I did want it. It was very erect, a good eight inches, swollen and red. I could see that James had became just as excited with his inspection as it had made me. I leaned onto of him and kissed him, and our cocks touched. I felt the precum emanating from him mingle with what was coming from me. It was magical, surreal in the candlelight that still glowed erotically through the room. "Take me," he said, "take me into your mouth. It's what you want and what I want for you . . . for us.

I obliged, for both of us. The cock tasted sweet and the precum sweeter as it dripped in my mouth. I took James in as far as I could, to my throat. I feared at first that I might gag, but it didn't happen. Oh it was wonderful! I sucked on him attentively, like someone caught up in a good book. At first he laid there and let me do what I needed to do, but soon he started moving his hips in motion with my mouth. I could feel his swelling more inside my mouth, and I could taste more and more trickles of him releasing into my mouth. I wondered what it would be like to take a load into my mouth, and I sucked harder and harder as he thrust harder trying to get him there. But it wouldn't happen. As I heard him release his first serious moan, he pushed my head away from him and stood up, telling me to bend over the couch. The fear I had of anal was about to be confronted, but at the same time that fear had turned into a dire need. I bent over the couch as asked.

"Not too far," I pleaded.

"Don't worry, Chris, my sweet," he said, and entered me, only about an inch, maybe. As he entered, I felt my own cock grow even more erect, something I didn't think could happen. It was a little painful, but it was a gratifying pain as he moved in and out of me and his moans became more intense as he released into me. I felt myself filled with his cum as he moved in and out of me and stroked his own cock to aid the release, his hand slapping against my butt. We moaned together has he released himself entirely. He didn't exit right away though, but remained there, rubbing my back and letting his breathing come under control. He pulled himself out finally, and I could feel his ejaculate dripping from my ass, and he took his finger and played with it a second before grabbing my hips and turning me over onto the couch.

There were no words. James went right to work on me. The feel of his sucking on my cock was more than I had ever imagined. He was an expert, rolling his tongue in the right places, along the head, taking me to his throat, pulling on my sack, he did everything perfectly. I knew from the start I wouldn't last long. Within only a few moments I began to cum. James pulled off of me a moment and the cum splattered in his face, and I was back on his mouth. He sucked every bit out of me then leaned up and kissed me. I could taste my own cum in his mouth and our tongues intertwined. All I could think of was that this was all I wanted, and James, my friend, now my lover, had made it come true. 

Afterwards we sat in silence for a long time, laying naked next to one another, our hands cradling each other's now soft cocks. "Thank you," I finally said.

"There will be more," he assured me with a smile. 



First Encounter



As I look into her soft blue eyes I am reminded of a few times when she was more than just my sister. 

Her long dirty blonde hair caresses her faces and accentuates the natural glow of her skin. Her sunglasses slip down her nose as she looks over her shoulder at me as she climbs into the pool. She giggles softly as the chilly waters fall over every curve of her body. She pauses on the ladder before she dips her waist into the water. She has a look of something more than just the cold water, it's something sensual. I can see from my chair that she is rubbing herself under the water. She claims that it is so cold in the pool she just can't believe it. I know different, as the pool is early 80 degrees. Plenty warm enough to avoid the reaction she is having. I watch her and smile gently at her as she continues to fondle herself. She turns her back as she reaches between her legs. Her head falls back as she carefully wets her hair. 

Shaking slightly she jumps up onto an air mattress to work on her tan. I quickly fall into a fantasy of how much I would love to be a sunbeam and have free reign to touch her all over. I touch her long shapely legs, fondling the space between her large breasts and squishing myself into the material of her bathing suit to get at her nipples. It doesn't take me long to realize that I am getting aroused. Thoughts of when she was younger quickly fill my head. I think back to when it all started. 

It was a time before the 22 year old was floating before me. I time when most of what happened would get me into a lot of trouble. When I was in my twenties I rented a room in the basement from my mother. It was a horrible little dungeon of a basement complete with no heat and poor facilities. But it was mine and I could set my own rules. Due to the fact that I was the only member of the house who didn't work nights, I spent a great deal of time taking care of my sister in law. Many times I would have a shower after work only to find her sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, waiting for me. My usual question of where everyone else was got the usual answer of work. It was just the two of us again. Now many young guys may have had a problem with a girl sitting in the bathroom while they showered, but I kind of liked it. 

After a few times of this she caught me at a time when I was feeling considerably excitable. I made a point to open the curtain wide enough for her to see me while I showered. I made a point of rubbing my cock a few extra times to ensure that it started to grow for her. She didn't leave, but just sat there and said very little. I could see her in the shaving mirror as she peered into the tub and looked at my body. Knowing she was doing this got me so excited that I had to stop touching myself for fear of losing control to fast. I turned myself around when I was rinsing my hair to give her a good look at my cock. I heard her make a loud gasp and I heard the door close and she was gone. I thought this was funny and decided to keep it up. 

After my shower I got my housecoat on and nothing more. I sat in the living room directly behind her as she lay on the floor. I left my legs open enough to let her see my now softer cock. All she had to do was turn around. At the commercial break she turned slightly as she got up, but she didn't look. I was disappointed. She took off upstairs. I thought that this was the end of my fun. Little did I know what she was doing? A few minutes later she returned and immediately jumped up on my lap and started to play fight. 

She spun around with her back to me and I put her into a type of arm bar. As we played and twisted I pushed her forward and she bent over with her head right between my legs. She was about six inches from my cock. I could tell she was looking right at it. She used her other hand to grab my housecoat and pull it up for a better view. I think she thought I wouldn't notice but how could I not. I was getting aroused again. My cock was getting hard and sneaking towards her face. I held her there as it grew closer and closer. I could now see that it was no longer covered by the housecoat and was only an inch from her face. Something in me twitched. I didn't care that she was my girlfriends sister or the fact that I was dating her sister. All I cared about was her seeing my cock and how she reacted to it. I was so excited. 

As I held her there I realized I could see everything from the front in the decorative mirror I had been given for Christmas. I could feel the pre shot starting to ooze out of the tip of my cock. Her head rose in surprise but she didn't jump back. I watched her stick her tongue out as she thought about licking it. My insides danced with excitement. Lick it I thought. Come on lick it. She turned her head slightly and roughly banged her face off of the head. "Ouch" she said. I let go immediately. She hopped off of my lap and ran upstairs. I saw her wipe her cheek as she headed down the hallway. I thought for sure I was dead and that she would certainly tell her mother. I covered up and headed upstairs to try to calm the situation and hopefully get my self out of trouble. 

When I got upstairs she was nowhere in sight. I finally noticed her bedroom door was shut. I knew that it didn't lock so I pushed it open. Suddenly my eyes were filled with her naked ass lying on the bed partially covered. Her shorts were around her feet. She quickly pulled them under the blanket as she heard me enter the room. She turned to look at me. Her face was fully blushed and panicked. I asked if she was ok and she said she was. As I moved to leave the room I saw the glob of my pre shot wasn't on her cheek but now on the edge of her mouth. I paused for a moment as I looked at her before I headed out and back down stairs. 

I sat in my chair as I worried about the implications of what had just happened. It seemed like an hour before she reappeared in the door way. I said I was sorry if I hurt her and she smiled and said she was fine. I shook as she stepped past me and lay on the floor on her stomach. We watched TV for about ten minutes before I noticed she had her legs open. There in front of me staring directly at me was her little pink pussy, naked and pink. I gasped at the sight and thought she must have liked what she saw. I was even more excited than before. I watched for a while before she climbed back up on my lap and cuddled in before she started play fighting some more.

Where was this going and where would it end. I was brought back to the poolside as I felt the cold water splash onto my chest. She was laughing at me she swam away. I looked down to see my cock had formed a tent in my bathing suit that was hard to miss. I probably got splashed because she noticed it. She looked at me and said are you coming. I paused as I caught a sly look on her face as to her double meaning. I rose from my chair and headed for the pool to at least cool off. I suddenly understood how the water could feel so cold when it was so hot.



First Encounter



She knew there was something different about how she felt about other women. She had been married...had her fair share of men before, during and after...

She was always intrigued by the fact that it was not the site of naked men that turned her on...it was women. She certainly enjoyed sex with men...especially cock sucking. But there was always a certain something missing. No matter how good he was...he never seemed to be able to get her quite where she wanted to be. 

She knew that somehow she would reach this place she had been seeking and it became increasingly obvious that she would find it with the help of another woman. He didn't seem to want her to be a party to a threesome where she could perhaps investigate safely...he had only ever fantasised to her about seeing her with another man, his cock in her mouth whilst she was being fucked from behind. 

She had suggested once that she thought the idea of being eaten out by a woman while she sucked his cock would be pretty amazing. He reacted as if he had been bitten...why would she need a girl to do that for her? Wasn't he good enough?

Well, it looked like she was on her own! She would have to find some way of scratching this itch...by herself. His ego was bruised but her curiosity was too much for her to put this off any longer.

She had met this women a few months back. Over too many glasses of wine on several different occasions, Mary had revealed her past...bit of a party girl in her youth, had lived and worked overseas, admittedly screwing herself senseless all over the countryside. She had returned home, married and divorced fairly quickly, reeling. She abandoned all pretext of "nice" and indulged herself sexually and indiscriminately.

Finally, Mary told her, she washed up in a job that put in her in contact with Jenny. Jenny fell in love with her, and gradually enticed her into a relationship. It lasted seven years...they lived together, moved across the country together chasing jobs that suited Jenny and finally fell apart... leaving Mary stranded and bruised, a fair way from her family and friends.

She had wondered why it should be that Mary would tell her all this...some of the detail was pretty intimate. If it became public knowledge that she was or had been in a lesbian relationship, her position would have been compromised. Yet Mary shared this information with her.

They managed some quiet dinners out together, the occasional movie, long walks with Mary's dog and more than a few nights of drinking. Their friendship grew steadily more comfortable.

She wondered what he would think of Mary, so she arranged a dinner at their home so he could meet her. She had not shared any of Mary's history with him. Over dinner the conversation flowed freely along with the wine. He flirted with her outrageously and Mary played along back...she thought that it was good to see her friend smile.

The next time they met, it was at Mary's place. She was lonely, wanted to chat with someone, so she grabbed a bottle of chilled white wine out of the fridge and set off to see if her friend was about. 

Mary opened the door with glass already in hand...

"Hi Honey, come on in...what can I do for you?"

"Just needed a bit of company, thought I could tempt you out from behind that book with a bottle, but it looks like you're already on the go..."

Mary laughed..."More than a few in front of you, so you'd better hurry and get that cork out and start catching up!" She tossed over a corkscrew and went to find another glass. "I'm actually watching a movie..."The Handmaid's Tale"...seen it?"

She shook her head "No, but I've read the book...bizarre way that fertile women were treated as baby factories by the rich and powerful...scary thing that!" 

"Hhhmmm! Don't spoil it for me...Come...sit here!" Mary patted the sofa next to her. She sat down, glass in hand and curled her feet up under her. They continued to watch the movie, occasionally moving to refill empty glasses, comfortable with the closeness. It wasn't a movie that could be considered sexually graphic but it certainly was one that evoked response, the least of which was outrage at the way women could so viciously turn on each other.

After it had finished, they started to talk about some of the images that the film had evoked. She commented that she felt the book had been far more sexually explicit than the movie.

Mary looked at her quizzically, "Do you like watching sexually explicit stuff?" She giggled, the wine was going to her head... "Oh yeah...I particularly like X rated stuff, not that I would readily admit that to most people. It seems if you are female, you're not meant to like watching porn, but I do." She glanced at Mary to see what sort of response that statement had evoked and was surprised to see her smile secretly.

"Tell me about what you like to watch..."

"Oh, now that's easy...I like to watch the women...I like to observe their bodies while the boys are getting their rocks off...I like to watch how their bodies open up to the camera, when they are looking for a pussy shot. I watch the mouths of the girls as they wrap their lips over the head of some cock. I particularly like it if there are more than one girl. It's a real turn on to see them stroke each others bodies, lick each others nipples and tongue each other's clits." She stopped, rather startled at herself for having revealed herself so openly to Mary...All that wine it must have loosened her tongue and her inhibitions more than she had realised.

Mary's face was a little flushed...and she wriggled in her seat a little..."Oh my...You are a bit more wicked than you seem. You have no idea how horny you are making me, to have you sit there and talk like that."

"I don't often feel that I can open up about how I feel and what I do "in the privacy of my own home"..." There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice with that remark. "I feel that I can be honest with you. After all, you have been with me."

"Mary reached over and touched her lightly on the shoulder. "Can I be honest with you now, Honey?"

"Of course"

"All I want to do right now is kiss you. May I?" Mary was looking right into her eyes, as she took the glass from her hand.

She didn't really think about her answer...she knew that all she wanted right at that moment was to feel Mary's mouth on hers. She reached up and ran her fingers gently down the side of Mary's face, gave her a half smile and leaned towards her.

Mary groaned softly and brought her lips down to meet her. Her lips parted opened slightly at the first touch of Mary's lips. Their breath mingled as they kissed, gently at first. Mary's tongue flicked at her mouth, she opened her lips further inviting her in. 

Suddenly Mary drew back from her, searching her eyes for response. "Are you alright with this? I don't want to do something that may offend you?"

"I'm fine...that was really nice...if I hadn't wanted you to kiss me I would have said so." She leaned her face back towards Mary's and kissed her cheekily on the tip of her nose. 

Mary couldn't hold herself back any more. She pulled her roughly into her embrace, one hand on her breast as she brought her mouth down again. Their kisses became more urgent and demanding...the feeling of Mary's hand on her breast exciting her. She could feel her body responding, her nipples was hardening, the familiar ache that could only be eased with fervent sucking and nibbling. Her pussy was certainly telling her that this was something she wanted, needed. She could feel the wetness...

Mary's fingers were fumbling with the buttons on her shirt. She pulled back from their kiss...not to stop her but to allow her more room. She reached to stroke Mary's breast through the layers of her clothes. "Oh yes, please touch me there..." Mary sighed deeply, as her fingers brushed over the rigid nipples she could see straining at the fabric. A shudder passed through her as she felt Mary's nipple respond to her caress.

Mary stopped her fumbling. "Honey, are you all right? Are you sure you're ok with this?"

"Oh I'm sure." She grinned at her "I would have stopped you if I wasn't. I just liked the feeling of you getting hard like that." She couldn't believe how her pussy was throbbing, she had never felt so high on the idea of having sex with someone...there was absolutely no way she was going to stop Mary now. She knew that she wasn't going to be able to stop herself, anyway.

Mary had all her buttons undone now. She opened her shirt front and gazed at her breasts under their pink bra. A little groan of desire escaped as she leant towards her and cupped each of them gently, her thumbs flicking over the nipples. Mary's mouth met hers again in a frenzy of kissing, licking and biting as the need overwhelmed her.

Her hands were seeking their own delights as she pulled Mary's shirt way...her fingers sought those nipples,...she recognised the need in her to have her mouth sucking them, her tongue licking them, nibbling at them. 

One last reasoned thought flashed through her mind..."This is what I want, I need. Why have I waited so long?"

The feeling of pleasure at the touch of Mary's hands on her breasts and her mouth on hers was enough. She let go...her responses became more frenzied, more passionate. Mary reacted quickly to the change she felt. Her clothing was quickly undone and tossed on the floor of the lounge room. 

Mary's lips met hers again then she began to move down her body. Firstly Mary gently kissed the base of her throat. She had never had anyone do that in quite the same way before...shivers ran down her spine. She flexed and raised herself to meet Mary's lips as they skirted round her breast. 

"Oh suck me, please before I die from frustration..." Mary chuckled as she drew those nipples into her mouth. 

"Oh, god, suck them,...please suck them... harder!" Her hands were tugging at Mary's nipples as she squirmed with delight. Mary's breath rasped as she flicked her tongue over those sensitive buds. The feel of her breath, her teeth delicately nipping at her, the powerful reaction to Mary's strong suck. She couldn't believe just how she was reacting to this attention. Could Mary make her come just from this? She could feel the orgasm beginning deep within her. 

Her fingers worked their way over Mary's body...The feel of her skin, the soft smell that arose, the flick of her blond hair as her head moved over her breast...she wanted it all for herself. She wanted to bury her face into Mary's skin, into her pussy, feel her clit under her tongue.

Her hand sought to find Mary's slit...a small groan escaped her lips as her fingers touched Mary's wetness for the first time. Mary responded by nipping her gently...the wave of pleasure that coursed though her she could not have imagined possible.

She gently rubbed her fingers up and down Mary's slit...searching, exploring, seeking the entrance to her, encountering her throbbing clit. She wriggled a little under Mary's body , giving herself a little more reach as her fingers slid into Mary's hole... 

Mary groaned with pleasure and arched her back..."Oh, Honey...you sure you haven't done this before? That feels so good, Honey...let me return the favour." Mary let her breast go and reached down towards her cunt. 

"Oh yes, please..." she gasped as Mary's finger's grazed gently over her outer lips. 

"Honey, you are sooo wet...let me in there..." She parted her legs lightly as Mary's searching fingers found their way into her crack. 

"Aahhhh! That feels wonderful..." They lay together on the couch, their fingers pleasuring each other's sopping pussies, working each other towards orgasm. 

Mary looked at the body beside her...this neighbour was much more than she thought...those breasts were so big and beautiful to suck..."Honey, let me take you all the way..."

"MMMmmmm, please do". Mary lifted herself way from her, and began to trace her way down that voluptuous body with her lips, first kissing each breast, flicking her tongue over her navel, licking and nibbling at the line between skin and hair. She groaned half in anticipation, half in pleasure at the feeling of those lips.

Mary's hands gently parted her thighs, the whisper of her breath over her slit sent shivers up her spine. Mary could see how wet she was. She teased her a little by sliding a single finger up her crack and across her clit...a little shudder coursed through her.

The first flick of her tongue over her clit was like a flash of fire through her...she sobbed. Mary began to gently lick her clit, continuing to tease her with one finger in her crack, sliding it in and out slowly. She arched her hips attempting to push herself closer to Mary...She reached for Mary's head just as she slipped the finger out and plunged her tongue right up her hole. The feeling of that tongue buried in her, flicking, licking, was like no other. It was enough to push her orgasm to its peak...as she ground her pussy against Mary's face, the waves of sheer delight flowed over her, the tremors shook her body as her juices flowed over Mary's face. 

"Ohhhh, fuck...I'm exploding!" She cried out as the peak of her climax washed over her. Mary licked and kissed her repeatedly as the shudders gradually subsided.

Her breath came in short gasps as she subsided back down to the couch...

"Oh...my...that was indescribable...I can't believe how I'm feeling..." She reached to stroke the side of Mary's face..."Come here.." She took Mary's hands and drew her back up to her and kissed her deeply. 

She looked at her longingly..."I can't help it...all I want to do is sleep now, but you need something too, surely?"

Mary smiled at her gently..."Come on Honey, let's put you to bed...I can wait this time...I'm sure this will happen again" She stood and held out her hand. "This way..." She led her up the darkened hall to the bedroom. 

Mary tucked her gently into bed and climbed in behind her, spooning her close. With one hand covering her breast and the other resting gently over her pussy, she sighed deeply as sleep washed over her.



First Encounter



It is nearly time.

i have already bathed, then stood with on leg up on the tub wall and enjoyed a light cleansing enema, to be fresh for Him. Sitting on the edge of the tub, i soap and then carefully shave my legs smooth, running my fingers lightly over shin, calf and knee, ensuring that they are perfectly smooth. Lying back in the tub now on a folded towel, i reach for a fresh razor and shaving cream, then run a little warm water into the tub for rinsing. i run a finger under my arms - no, still perfectly smooth two days after shaving previously. Good.

i raise my ass, spread my knees and apply the shaving cream to my ass and the back of my pussy. With a small hand mirror, I carefully shave this area, then put the mirror down and spread my labia so that I can shave very closely, no hairs remaining. i apply shaving cream to the front of my pussy now, and carefully shave to the mons, slowly tracing behind with my fingers to make sure that i am soft and entirely smooth. The mons is next, and i shave it twice, carefully, until it too is smooth to the touch. i rinse all thoroughly with my bath sponge, filling it and gently squeezing the water across my pussy and ass, momentarily enjoying the sensation of the water against my smooth skin, across my clit, dripping down my slit, down the crack of my ass.

Quickly i rise from the tub, knowing that He would not approve of even this small self-pleasure, let the water out and reach for one of the large, fluffy towels i have scented and prepared. Gently i pat myself dry, wrap the towel around my hair and sit naked at my dressing table.

Almond-scented lotion first, light coating on my feet and legs, feeling sensuously smooth as i rub it into my calves, thighs and hips. A few drops on my mons, gently stroking it to soak in all around my pussy lips, Standing, i lotion my hips, my ass cheeks, feeling my skin silken beneath my touch. My tummy, arms and breasts are next, and I gasp as I smooth the lotion over my nipples, still sore from the pinching and pulling as He instructed last night on the telephone.

Makeup is next applied carefully, with a sure touch, blending rouge and eyeshadow smoothly, taking care so that the mascara doesn't touch my skin. A touch of lipstick in a becoming shade, then i stand and lightly spray a cloud of Opium perfume into the air, walking through the fine mist so that there will be just a hint of its intoxicating scent on my skin, in my hair.

In my closet, i hesitate...what would most please Him? I settle finally on a filmy red silk peignoir dusted with tiny silver stars, with it's tiny matching thong, thin strings holding a small triangular wisp of fabric in the front. After putting them on, i feel more naked than before, the silk caressing my skin like a whisper.

In a drawer i find a very sheer, red pair of thigh high stockings and smile, remembering the purchase after he had sent my garments to me. Perfect match. Carefully, i pull on the stockings, smoothing them to the tops of my thighs, feeling them lightly encircling my thigh just below my ass, emphasizing it Hmmm, shoes...black high-heeled pair of stiletto Mary Janes, buckled across the instep. 

Glancing at the clock, i catch my breath. Only a moment to spare, and i look around...all is clear and clean, a light fresh scent of lemon oil drifting in the air. i put the wine in an ice bucket, get two crystal wineglasses and put them all on a tray, some fruit and cheese and His favorite crackers....OK.

i hear footsteps nearing my door, and walk quickly to open it before He must knock. His eyes meet mine and hold for a moment, then He smiles and kisses me lightly before entering, small athletic bag in His hand. Locking the door, I turn to find His eyes caressing me, seeing the care I have taken to prepare for Him. He glances toward the wine, and nods slightly. I look at Him questioningly, and He nods again, gesturing downward with His right hand. 

I bend to pour the wine, and feel His hands pull my hair, then twist it until I am on my knees before Him. 

"Do you value me so lightly, my girl?" He says to me huskily. "Suck the dust from my cock."

Chastened, I unzip Him, slide His trousers below his hips, and taste His slightly musky scent, my nose buried in his balls as i begin to lick his cock from the base up, feeling Him respond, feeling Him stiffen against my cheek as i lick and suck His cock up from the back, finally slipping His hardness into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around the head, i feel myelf getting so slick, so wet as i feel His cock responding, hard in my mouth, down my throat, responding in kind..  

"Bend over the couch, and hold your wrists together," He says, and i feel the first thrill of fear and trust, intertwined, as i obey. His nakedness teases my ass as i feel Him bend over me, saying "this will help," and I feel the restraints, first the left wrist, then the right, then the lock that holds them together. 

"Keep them over your head, at the top of the couch, no matter what," He says, and i feel my nipples, hard and tingling now, and my pussy throbbing, needing. He pushes my knees forward, and my ass back and up...

"Wait for it..." he says. "Wait..."and i am tingling all over now, white-hot rushes of electricity overwhelming my body. He spreads my knees wide with...what, some flexible, determined instrument...and I dare not look, but keep my face looking forward and up at my wrists. 

I feel Him lock the restraints onto my ankles, and the chain he connects to my wrists now, and i feel the chain cold against my ass. The riding crop teases my pussy lips open, and I feel myself slick as the shaft teases me, my wetness making it slide so easily...He rubs it against my clit, feeling my excitement, getting me so close, I want to cum so bad, so bad, and my hips rub against it, so excited now, mmmm, so ready as he keeps sliding the crop shaft against my clit. I open my knees wider, rubbing my clit against the shaft, yessss, so damn good, please, please let me cum...

His forearm pulls my ass up now, and i feel it, so vulnerable, my peignor pulled up over my ass... and the first blow of the crop makes me cry out, as I feel him caress the warm, hot place. 

"More, baby?" He says, and caresses my clit again with the crop. As the shock reduces, i.sense him tense  and i jerk forward, but this feels good, and i feel my tits and pussy responding in a way i had never conceived of before. i venture a look over my shoulder at him, and he smiles, then kisses me. 

"Take it for Me, baby," He says, and i will do anything to please Him.  again, and i feel my ass hot, red, so sensitive now as He caresses it softly, over the welts, and i feel the waves of electricity again, so close to cumming with His touch, wanting more, needing the pain... 

"Please," i whisper to him, "ten strokes, soft to hard..." and i feel my pussy and ass twitching, my pussy beginning to salivate, to throb in anticipation. 

"Twenty," He says, "one additional for your insolence in assuming My weakness, for each lash you have earned," and i force myself to relax, to prepare. The blows come, some hard, some soft, never in a pattern, so that i am dripping, wanting Him so very badly, the crop stinging hard, my ass burning, the blows stinging...i feel the slow drip of oil down my ass, down the crack of my pussy as he slowly strokes them both with the crop, me hot everywhere. 

The riding crop comes down again, rhythmic, stinging, hurting, makes me so damn hot, and i feel myself opening despite myself, wanting Him inside me anywhere, any way...the pain becomes hypnotic, and I feel myself responding despite myself, getting hotter, the pain becomes pleasure unto itself, each blow so anticipated, then the shock of it stings, hurts, harder and i want more, God i want more, don't stop this incredible feeling... 

"Sit up," he says, and draws me around. i can see His cock now, hot and hard. His fingers encircle my swollen nipples, suddenly squeezing and i yelp as he pulls and releases them. "You do that" he says, "Hard and spin them, pull them, twist and pinch hard." He is behind me now as i obey. Suddenly His cock thrusts full hard into my pussy, and i gasp at the combined sensations, as he fucks me i am helpless, pinned to His cock, meeting each thrust, begging that the rhythm continues, wanting Him so badly, needing to cum, needing it so bad, throbbing...

"No," He says, "not yet my love." i feel more hot oil dripping , his fingers following them with His cock still inside me. His fingers, two, three??? begin fucking my ass and i rock back on them, on His cock, wanting it all now... His cock and fingers thrust, again and again, bringing me yet and again close to cumming then backing off, stopping me, i start to beg Him for release, please, please....his fingers on my clit, keeping me so close but not allowing the release...suddenly he withdraws, holds me away...  hard on my ass now, and i jump, feeling His hand slapping hard against my clit, combined pain and pleasure again, and i am dripping, his cock against my ass....

"Ready, baby?" He asks, and 

"OMG, yessss!" i hiss as his cock slides, surely, into my ass and the world explodes into a kaleidoscope of sensation, his fingers on my clit, and he builds speed and depth, my ass meeting his cock now as he comes in deep, hard, and i cry out, 

"Please, baby, please," and he stops...

"Not yet, baby, soon..." and resumes his rhythm, cock fucking my ass, fingers teasing me, untl his fingers suddenly hold my pussy lips open and i feel Him stiffen, feel His cum pumping into my ass, and He says "NOW baby you may cum..."

Electric sparks fill my ass and pussy, his cock filling me and i cum hard, all around him, everywhere, from my face to my toes, such intense sensation, never going to stop, never...never...never......  



First Encounter



Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons is coincidental. A story about an adulterous encounter containing foreplay and oral consensual sex

I'm Harold. Any critique on this story will be very welcome at the address in my profile.

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Peter worked in an office complex that stood on a treed lot with a stream running through it. There were benches at various spots. 

He had some documents to be faxed out. The receptionist Gwen was responsible for all the faxing. She was a married lady in her mid thirties. She had auburn hair that was shoulder length and had a shapely figure. 

"Gwen would you fax these papers for me please." Peter said handing three sheets to Gwen. 

"Certainly Mr Morris. I'll let you know when they have gone through." She replied.

"Thanks." Peter said with a smile.

After work Peter went out for a coffee before going home. He got a coffee and looked for an unoccupied table. They were all in use. However, Gwen was sitting at the table in the corner.

"May I join you Gwen?" Peter asked as he approached the table.

"Oh hello Mr Morris, certainly you may." Gwen replied, adding. "It's a busy place today."

"It certainly is". Peter replied adding. "You don't have to call me Mr Morris when you call my phone, or if we should meet, like now for instance. Please call me Peter". He sat down and said. "You come here often after work?"

"Maybe a couple of times a week, it varies. See my husband goes out of town occasionally. So I don't have to rush home. A relaxing coffee goes down real good."

"Your right, after work a cup of java hits the spot. So what does your hubby do?" Peter asked.

"He's a sales rep in pharmaceuticals and he is on a committee as well. So he is out of town three or four times a month on average." She replied.

"That's quite a lot of times. Pretty lonely for you I'd say."

"For sure. So what do you and your wife do? Go dancing or the movies. Do you have any kids,' Gwen asked.

"Me no I'm not married Gwen. I guess I never found the right someone. I go to the movies once in a while. But by yourself leaves something to be desired."

"That is very true. Something missing. What kind of movies do you like Peter?"

"Spy stories or a good mystery. Mind you a really steamy story can be interesting. He replied smiling at Gwen. He asked her. "And what movies do you enjoy?" 

"A good mystery or a good romance story are both good for me. Hm well now,

A really hot steamy movie, I guess it would be interesting. That's a movie

If you are in a naughty mood." Gwen said with a chuckle.

"Kind of." Peter said, grinning. "So I guess you don't have a family

Gwen?"

"No, no kids, Bill doesn't want any kids. Not much he does want. We were

Married fifteen years ago. I'm not going to bore you with all that. So are you,

Interested in anything. Sports and hobbies." Gwen replied. 

"No not to much really. I tried baseball way back. I found it boring. I do play at playing golf though. As for hobbies I tinker at electronics or just reading. I'm sorry to hear your not to happy marriage wise. Must make for long evenings."

"Indeed. I go out shopping some times, just to get out. Go out with a school friend occasionally. Not often though, she is married and has two kids."

"May I ask when your husband is home from his trip Gwen?"

"He should be home two days from now, but that can change." Gwen said as she looked at Peter across the table.

"Would you like to have dinner with me tonight?" Peter asked her.

She looked around the shop and said "Peter we shouldn't. A poor marriage it is but I am still married and people talk. It's a very nice idea I just don't know."

"If you feel you would like to we could drive to Grayson for dinner. If you don't want I understand. We wouldn't be going home to left-over's or what ever."

Gwen wanted to go out with Peter she had felt an attraction to him at the office and his offer made her more excited that she dare let on. Gwen said. "Peter this is very naughty you know."

"I guess it is. Do you feel naughty?"

She was wriggling her feet around and touched Peters accidentally yet left her foot against his. She looked out of the window. Biting her lip. Her cheeks collared up a bit. Finally she said in a shaky voice. "Yes I guess I do feel naughty. All right so how going to get there my car or yours." 

"Oh lets drive to the mall and you park where you want and I'll park close by and we'll drive in my car. Later I'll drop you at your car, ok." Peter said smiling and rubbing her foot gently.

They drove to the mall and Gwen parked off to the side. Peter parked a few cars away but closer to the entrance. Gwen walked over to Peter's car and got in. Sliding across the front seat. Peter drove away and out of town.

Gwen was wearing a white cotton blouse and a light brown pleated skirt. Her hands were in her lap. As she had sidled across the bench seat her skirt had ridden up her legs. Gwen had one hand scrunching up the bottom of her skirt; the other was lying on her thighs. Her hand lightly brushed Peters thigh as it slid down.

"Which would you prefer Gwen, Italian or Chinese?" Peter asked as he put his hand over hers.

Startled to feel his hand on hers Gwen replied. "Oh Italian please." She bit her lip a bit nervous at her excited feelings.

"Ok that sounds good to me, I hope that you like wine Gwen. Maybe red wine."

"Yes I like a glass of wine, as long as it's not too sharp." Gwen said spreading her fingers on the seat.

"Sounds like we have some tastes in common." Peter said quietly as he slipped his fingers between hers on the seat between them. Gwen was beginning to feel warm. There hands touching made her pulse race. She curled her toes up in her shoes and began rubbing her thighs together. Peter slowly entwined his fingers with Gwen's. She bit her bottom lip nervously but nervously excited. She slowly moved their hands against her thigh, gently rubbing them back and forth slowly.

"Would you care to go to a movie with me some evening. Tell you what, you pick when and where. What do you say?" Peter suggested giving her hand a gentle squeeze.

"You know Peter you are making this very hard for me. Lets see how the evening goes first ok." 

"Ok." Peter said adding. "I like your taste in cloths. That's a nice blouse and the colour of your skirt highlights your hazel eyes. Its nice and soft to the touch as well." As he was speaking he was feeling her skirt with his fingertips.

"You are very perceptive Peter, thanks you." Gwen said in a soft nervous voice as she untwined her fingers from his and put hers over his. Slowly moving it sideways toward her.

"You are so warm Gwen, soft hands. What's not to like. Your hubby is a foolish person. You are a very attractive appealing woman." Peter whispered in a low tone. His hand softly rubbed a bit of Gwen's thigh.

"So you think me appealing and attractive, you naughty man. It makes me feel good about myself though, Gwen said and adding. "You have a very soft touch as well. It feels good for me. You make me feel naughty, a sensation I shouldn't be having. Well unless it's with Bill my husband I mean."

"These are feelings and sensations you should be having and enjoying, as you said. With Bill your husband. I may well be all wet but I don't think you are and that's bad." Peter said quietly. 

"No you're not at all wet Peter. What you just said is so very true. Painfully so I'm afraid. Can I ask you a personal question? I know nothing about you. Peter how many women have you been with." Gwen asked as she squeezed his hand.

"That's ok. Me I have had two brief affairs. Two students when I was going to college. They were both very short affairs, the reason being. Both of the girls were into drugs and that's not my thing. They were very nice girls otherwise though." Peter replied adding. "Well here we are, dinner time."

Gwen linked arms with Peter as he got to the kerb saying. "You surprise me Peter a good looking young man and only two notches on your walking cane. For me that makes you more appealing that you already were."

Peter held the restaurant door open for Gwen. They were shown to a table to the side that was partially concealed by some large potted plants. The table was a circular table that had a bench seat and two chairs. Peter slid in beside Gwen on the bench seat.

He ordered a bottle of medium sweet red wine. While there waitress got their wine they decided on what to eat.

Gwen looked at Peter out the corner of her eye. He was a good-looking man. With thick dark brown hair and flashing brown eyes. She remarked. "You really surprised me when you admitted having the two relationships, and only the two. May I ask your age Peter?"

"I'm twenty eight." Peter replied as there waitress appeared with their wine and two glasses. She poured a glass each. "Here's to a nice evening." Peter said raising his glass to Gwen.

"Well here is to maybe us." Gwen said giving Peter a knowing look.

Peter winked at her and said. "Us."

Gwen had a hand on her leg under the table and was slowly pulling up the hem of her skirt up inch by inch till her knees and the thigh nearest to Peter was partially exposed.

The waitress returned and took there meal order and left.

Gwen moved her leg over so her foot was against Peters.

"Have you done any camping at all?" Peter enquired.

"Yes I have a long time ago. Its fun and can be really relaxing. Have you Peter?"

"Yes and like you say it is usually fun and relaxing. Do you swim at all?" Peter replied.

"Í swim a bit. I'm not a strong swimmer though, do you?"

"Yes and like you I'm not a strong swimmer either. The reason that I asked was that I know a small lake about twenty minutes out of town."

"A small lake near Pointon. I didn't know there were any lakes around town."

Their waitress returned with their meal. As they dined Peter continued, saying.

"I came across it on a hike last summer. It's not on maps and it's off the main road. Going west out of town, for about eight miles. Turn right onto a farm road. The farm is not in use any more. Go about sixty yards to a lay-by. Then walk in about thirty yards through a disused logging trail. You come out of the woods onto a grassy knoll. And the lake is in front of you. It's a rocky shoreline and heavily wooded all around. I guess that's why it's not on maps." Peter said.

"Wow it sounds pretty. Can you get to the edge to swim in it? "Gwen asked as Peter poured the last of the wine.

"Oh yes there is a small sandy beach that goes out about fifteen feet then the water gets deep quickly. The water is brownish but is really clear. I guess there is a lot of iron in the water." Peter replied, he added. "In the evening the loons call each other over the water, in that haunting call, its very peaceful."

"Hmm it sounds idyllic, kind of romantic in fact. You must have swum in it I presume." Gwen said as she rubbed her foot against his.

"Yep, the water is cold but nice to swim in. I swam there and laid out in the sun and let it dry me." Peter remarked.

"A nude swim you mean?"

"That's right, it felt great believe me."

"Wow, now that I would love to see." Gwen playfully looked him up and down, she added. With a cheeky knowing smile. "Did you have your periscope up?" She rubbed her foot up and down Peter's leg.

"Was my periscope up?" He said in a confused voice. There was a couple of seconds of silence. Gwen reached down and pulled up her napkin and wiped her lips. As she put it back into her lap she move her hand across and tapped a finger on his crotch.

"Oh, ha ha, my periscope. That's so cute, I like that Gwen. In answer to your question I'm not sure. I don't think so. That is so cute Ill have to remember that." Peter turned and pecked Gwen on the cheek then added very softly. "You should try it one day, I know you would enjoy the freedom.

Gwen looked at him, her eyes kind of dreamy and she said. "With you at could be very enjoyable and romantic." She put her hand on Peters on the table and squeezed it.

"Id be pleased if you would come out to the lake with me and see it. I camped there one weekend last year. That was so relaxing, unreal." Peter said taking Gwen's hand and kissing it.

"Sounds romantic even kind of naughty. Even camping there. Now that sounds really cheeky." Gwen said in a sultry voice.

Their waitress came by asking if they wanted some coffee. Peter ordered two.

"I don't want this evening to end. I'm enjoying it very much Peter. Gwen whispered as the waitress arrived with there coffees.

"I'm glad that you are enjoying it Gwen. We both have to have some fun sometimes. Life would awful boring otherwise." Peter said adding in a soft voice. "You are a very lovely woman Gwen, a pleasure to know and to be with. Over time I hope to get to know you even better.

"I shouldn't feel this way but I do. I want to learn all I can about you. You make me feel wanted, sexy and sensual." Gwen said in a husky voice as she slipped her foot out of her shoe and caressed his leg. Her foot found the bottom of his pant leg and caressed his bare leg above his sock.

"Your foot speaks a language of its own. It is telling me that your enjoyment is emotional and physical as well. We have mutual needs as well as feel." His hand on her skirt covered leg. As Peter touched her leg she moved it closer to him. His hand on the inner side of her thigh

"That feels good Peter. You have a very soft touch." Gwen whispered huskily. The hand she had in her lap caressed his. Slowly Gwen through her caresses moved his hand onto her bare thigh above her knee. He gently caressed her thigh and she pushed against his. Gwen tilted her head close to Peter and whispered in a throaty voice. "Go higher." As Gwen spoke Peter slid his hand up her thigh dragging her skirt. Gwen sighed. "Hmm you have such soft hands. You keep that up much longer Ill have a laundry problem. O-o-h-h god that feels positively immoral."

They finished there coffees as there waitress returned with there e bill.

"I'll go and pay for the meal and I'll find you ok." Peter said.

"Ok lover." Gwen said quietly and chuckled.

As Peter went outside he saw Gwen and strolled up to her.

Peter you are so hot, and sexy." She said with a cheeky grin. She was looking in a lingerie store window as Peter came up to her. He peered into the window at the articles on display.

"Mind if I go in the store for a minute?"

"No problem. What is your favourite night attire colour?" My guess is mysterious black or royal blue." Peter said as he held the door for Gwen to go in.

"Really, not a bad guess. Actually I like either red or black. I like them both. But if it's when and if I'm with you, which m-a-y be the red. Just m-a-y be." Gwen said with a twinkle in her eye.

"Well that sounds very interesting and not an outright no." Peter said as he walked with her, his hand on her shoulder. He added softly. "What ever you are happy with I'm ok with."

Gwen stopped at the negligees. Peter slid off to her side and found the shorty chiffon nighties. He picked both a red and a black one. Holding them he went to the cashier and paid for them. He asked to put them in the bag with whatever Gwen bought. As he walked toward Gwen she saw him saying. "Oh there you are. You vanished, I'll be just a minute ok."

"No problem." Peter said as Gwen went up to the cashier. Then as Gwen was looking in her handbag the cashier slipped the nighties in the bag with the Black negligee that Gwen had bought. The cashier handed the bag to Gwen and she caught up to Peter and they linked arms and asked. "And what were you looking at young man. There's nothing for men in that store, em!" Gwen said tugging on his arm adding. "You cheeky guy you."

"I was just looking around really, admiring all the soft things." He said with a grin.

"Oh really. Imagining a lot of naughty things, hmm." Gwen said chuckling and squeezing his arm playfully.

"Well seeing all those intimate garments how could you not think naughty thoughts. I mean to say, shish!" Peter replied as he put an arm around Gwen's waist.

"Is Grayson a small town Peter?" I've never been here before."

"No not really it a bit bigger than back home. Not by much though. What would you like to do sweet thing?" Peter asked her.

"Its nice just to be out and not sitting at home alone Peter. Can I put this in the car for now." Gwen asked.

"Sure put it down behind the front seat, it can hardly be seen there." Peter opened the car door and Gwen slid the bag in behind the seat.

"I fancy an ice cream cone." Gwen said.

Peter asked a passer by if there was a place for ice cream in town.

"Apparently there is an ice cream parlour out by the park. That's not far." Peter said as he opened the car door for Gwen to get in.

"There's a park in town. Well what do you know?" Gwen said as she sidled over to Peter side as he drove away.

Peter parked and said. You find somewhere to sit and I'll find you ok. What flavour would you like?"

"Ok. Me I like chocolate ice cream. Just a small cone please."

"See you in a minute ok." Peter said as he went and got their cones.

He came out with the cones. Looking around saw Gwen sitting on the grass under a shady tree. He went over saying. "Here we are." He handed her the chocolate cone and sat down by her side.

"Hmm thanks, this is nice. This is a big cone for a small." She looked at him and chuckled. "Young man you don't listen too well do you. I just don't know. Thank you Peter." Gwen said as she tapped his arm saying. "We could be that couple." She moved her head indicating the direction for him to look. Peter took a discrete look. A young couple caught up in there own erotic world. Kissing very passionately and the lad had his hand up inside the girls blouse fondling her young ample breasts.

"I wish I were that lucky young bitch. I don't mean that in a spiteful way but I'm very envious." Gwen said quietly.

"Hm they are really enjoying them selves for sure." Peter replied as he caressed her leg.

They finished their ice cream and strolled across the grassy ridge. Getting to the top, there was a large park area. It stretched away down a grassy slope and at the bottom there was an ornamental garden. And on the other side there was a rocky tree covered area. There was a path ahead of them. Hand in hand they started strolling along the path as it wound its way across the park.

"Seeing those two necking back there made me feel excited and sexually hungry. Remember the feel of your hand on me bare skin fuelled the hungry ache inside." Gwen said. As she spoke Peter put his arm around her shoulders. Gwen put her hand up and held his as it draped over her blouse. She said. "I wonder where the path leads."

"Looks like it goes into the rocks over there. Lets follow it and see shall we?" Peter said.

Gwen put her around his waist, as she did she said quietly. "I'd almost forgotten how a warm caress felt. How it makes the heart race and your skin becomes sensitive and hot. You have rekindled those sensations for me Peter." As she was speaking she pressed his hand against her blouse. Cupping his hand over her breast. She said in a throaty voice. "You make me feel that I'm wanted even needed Peter. With you I feel that very raunchy raw sexuality. For you I feel like I want to be your prostitute. Yours alone." The words came gutturally, sexually and there was a sense of her need. Urgency.

The path led them into a wooded part of the park. Rocks and pine trees. Tall aspen and spruce made the pathway shady.

"Peter." Gwen said as she turned and faced him, adding.

"Kiss me use me. Make me your prostitute.'

Peter put his hand on Gwen's shoulder and gently pulled her to him. They kissed slowly with passion then with urgency as there tongues chased each other's. Probing each other's mouths. As there lips parted Gwen gasped breathlessly. "I want to feel your penus in my cunt, filling me. Feel your hot hard prick down my throat. Oh, I want you to shoot your hot cream all over my face, my tits. My sex god."




First Encounter



"I want you as well so badly Gwen but not now. The images you describe are so hot you sexy thing you. You don't have to prostitute your self for me sweet thing, ok."

"You have awoke in me feelings that have never surfaced before, really raunchy and kinky feelings." Gwen said kind of unsure of herself.

"Gwen I think we all have these kind of fantasies, kinky urges at times. One that comes to mind for me is to see a woman take a pee, maybe even taste it." Peter admitted nervously, his face was red.

"Really. Peter I want to have you wash more love cream off of my body with your hot golden pee. And Id love to taste it as well. These are images I have of us; my panties are wet with excitement from all our images. Fuck Peter kiss me, kiss me."

They clung to each other and kissed passionately urgently devouring each other.

As they ended there kiss Gwen rested her head on Peter's shoulder, her eyes closed. As she opened them she saw a small pathway off to the side between two large rocks. She said in a sultry low voice. "There's a pathway over there that leads between the rocks, lets see where it goes." As Gwen spoke she took Peters hand and led him into the pathway. A short way off the main path there was a small mossy clearing with a fallen tree trunk at one side. She said. "I've never said those kind of thing ever before, I'm so embarrassed."

"Don't be Gwen. You were letting your gut feeling loose at last. All your lonely feeling bubbled up and were expressed with passion." Peter said quietly.

"Oh Peter bless you after all the things I said I had the feeling that you'd be so ashamed of you'd say we're finished that our affair was over. Thank you for your understanding; I do want to do those things with you still. 

"I'm very attracted to you young lady and want to make love to you and be totally sexual with you, more that you can imagine." Peter said softly as he ran his fingers through her hair. He added. "I am still very respectful of you as well. You remember me saying that I would love to see a lady take a pee. I think that is because it is a very private thing and not displayed for anyone to see."

"Well yes it is a very private thing, for me at least. Wow now that is erotic. Oh my, you devil you. Why don't you go and sit against that log there." Gwen said. As he sat she came up to about six feet in front of him. Biting her lip and her cheeks flushed Gwen lifted her skirt and eased her pink panties over her curvaceous hips. As she stepped out of them, Peter suggested. "Let me hold them for you sweet thing." Gwen bent down and picked them up and said in a nervous tone. "Ok catch." Gwen said as she tossed her panties to him. She stood with slightly bent knees and feet parted. Putting a hand down she parted her cunt love lips. Her eyes closed, after a few moments Gwen let a steady stream of warm pee spurt out in an arc in front of her. It hissed as it escaped her and splashed onto the moss. As Gwen reached the end of her main pee, she opened her eyes and looked at Peter with bedroom eyes saying nervously. "I'm almost finished sweet thing." She strained to spurt the last little drop when Peter said in a guttural voice. "Come to me sweet lady." As Gwen stepped in front of him Peter put his hands around her buttocks and whispered. "Give the last drop of your pee then Ill suck your love lips dry. He pulled her bodily to him. Her hot pink love lips at his open mouth. Gwen did a last little pee into his open mouth. As he drank it down he sucked her wrinkled love lips, one at a time then together, letting them out with a plop. He gently licked her clit hood with the back of his tongue. He moved a hand and slipped a curled finger into her hot and very excited cunt. Gently caressing the inside of her love canal, the same time caressing her puffy clitoris. Gwen was getting very excited; she put a hand behind Peter's head and pressed it against her as she raked his hair. She was taking short breaths as her excitation built. She was quivering inside; Peter could feel her cunt contracting and her legs getting wobbly. Gwen gasped in a husky throaty tone" O-h-h, o-h-h f-u-c-k I'm cumming." Gwen's hand pushed Peters head as hard as she could as her hips thrust forward as she spurted her love juice into Peters open mouth, so much that some ran down his chin and down his neck. After her first climax her quivering grew as another climax exploded out of her hot swollen cunt. Gwen's legs were like jelly and she collapsed into Peters lap.

Peter wrestled with Gwen's skirt, pulling it over his head. As she leant against him, her eyes were closed. Peter wiped his chin with his handkerchief and his hand before slipping it into his shirt pocket. He put his arms around Gwen putting a hand behind her head as he softly ran his finger through her wavy hair. He kissed her ear softly as he whispered softly. "You are a very beautiful woman and a very sexy woman. Who tastes heavenly as well. You just relax now."

"Hmm." Was all that Gwen uttered?

After several minutes she opened her dreamy eyes and turned her head kissing Peters ear. She said. "I just dreamt that you made oral love to me. Oh what a dream."

"That was no dream sweet thing. You are heavenly. It was like a dream to be making love to you though." Peter said softly as he looked into her dreamy eyes.

"Peter, Peter, Peter, I've never had an experience like that before" Gwen said throatily as she raised herself up. Peter put out a hand and Gwen helped him up. His tie and a bit of hit shirt were wet with her love juice, "Oh Peter I've stained your tie and shirt," She said as she touched the wet material.

"I'm never going to wash this shirt or tie again." Peter said softly as he took Gwen's head between his hands and kissed her eyes and her button nose.

"You are some man Peter." Gwen said quietly and added. "I guess we had better get going."

"I think we should." He replied

As they strolled back to Peter car their arms around each other. The sun going down, the evening sky red to the West.

"This has been the best evening I've had in very a long time. I will remember it even if we never see each other again. Gwen said as she clung to Peter.

"Me to my sweet lady." Peter replied.

As they drove back to town they sat quietly. Gwen had an arm around Peter's shoulder and the other in her lap. Peter put a hand on Gwen's and she squeezed it and caressed it. She moved her hand away and pulled the hem of her skirt up and taking his hand slipped it onto her bare thigh, she parted her legs a bit. As she held her skirt up Peter slid his hand up her warm soft skin till he felt her curly pubic hair. He slowly twirled his fingers in them. As he did Gwen put her hand over his. Holding it against her. After a minute she took her hand away and crossed her legs trapping his hand against her hot wet cunt. As she curled her fingers in his hair with her other hand. Turning her head she kissed his ear softly and whispered. "You are so hot Peter. Your hand trapped pressed against my cunt. Making me hot for you again." 

"My finger feels very comfortable as well. You are making it feel at home wrapped up in your hot wet love lips. It's making me excited as well my sexy lady." He said.

"I make you excited, really. I'm pleased." Gwen whispered as she was rubbing her thighs together over Peter's hand.

As they arrived back in town Gwen uncrossed her legs and Peter pulled his hand away from her hot wet crotch.

"Peter can I have your phone number." Gwen asked, a bit nervously as he drove into the mall parking lot.

"Sure I don't mind." Peter said as he parked.

Gwen got her electronic organiser out of her handbag. Punched in a password and looked at Peter. He recited his number and Gwen keyed into her planner saying. "Thank you lover. You are a secure entry. Only I have the password to read it. And I will call you I promise." Reaching over kissed him tenderly and long. Quietly slipped out of the car and away. Peter drove home quietly remembering the evening and wishing that it wasn't over. Getting to his apartment reaching into his pants pocket for his key and found Gwen's panties. Oh what a great evening it was, taking a cool shower headed to bed.



First Encounter



As the slave comes to his Master's house, not sure what to really expect, he knocks on the door and is told to come inside his insides are doing somersaults. Once inside he is told to strip, he starts with his shirt then his pants. In just a few seconds he is standing there totally naked, still scared on what the night might be like. He stands still with his cock hard as a rock; he is then led into a room. 

His cock and balls at then tied tight with rope. Once tied up tight weights are hung from his balls to the floor he is told to move around and to go to the next area. The pain from the weights pulling on his balls is almost too much then he can bear, but he doesn't was to disappoint his master. 

In this next area he sees a medium size butt plug on the table, it seems a little bigger then the one he's use to. Master then lubes up His finger and figures His slave's asshole. He then lubes up the butt plug and inserts it. The touch of the butt plug makes the slave tense up, but Master just tells him to relax. he is then given a list of chores that needed to be done. 

After doing some chores around the house his cock and balls are released, he is then made to lie on his back and put his heels over his head, so then his cock is right in his face. And then tied up tight to he can't move around. he is then told to jack off, and to cum on his face and in his mouth. his eyes widen at the thought of having cum on his face. his mouth is held open with a ring gag so that his own cum would go inside his mouth and was told not to swallow until told so. It takes the slave awhile to cum, but he cums like he has never cummed before, squirting it all over his face, and all in his mouth. 

Once done with that his cock and balls are once again tied tight. And a big ball gag is stuffed in the slave's mouth. Master gave his tied up cock and ball two good whacks with his whip. After this he is told to bend over and Master gives his ass some good smacks, with the butt plug fully inserted in the slave's ass. his ass is beet red and he can't even sit down without the burn of his skin. 

Now the slave is led on a leash attached to his cock into the bathroom, where he is tied up tight and placed into the tub. There the worthless slave is pissed all over my his Master, when the slave thinks he's all done, Master then gets in the tub and takes a shit all over the slave. After all is done, Master turns on the water and the slave is drenched to get all the shit and piss off of his filthy body. 

After the slave's shower, he is once again led on his leash into the other room, where he is then hogtied very tight and with an anal hook and rope leading to the slave's head, his head is kept extended. This causes any movement of his head to be directed to the hook that is firmly placed in his ass. The slave is then told to give a blowjob. The slave's eyes widen once again at the sound of this, he has never done anything like this before, and never dreamed in his life he's made to do it either. However being tied up he doesn't have a choice. After awhile of sucking, Master pulls out and jacks off and cums all over the slave's face, the slave of course can not wipe this cum off. The slave is left there in the middle of the room for awhile, alone to his own thoughts: thinking how incredible horny all this has made him, how if only his parents and friends knew about his hidden fetish that they would probably drop dead, and thinking what does Master have in store for the rest of the evening? 

After a while Master comes back into the room and unties the slave from his hogtied state. he is then told to put on ladies garder belt and stockings, also some panties. However before he puts on the panties, his butt plug is removed and a silver bullet is placed in his ass. And a vibrating cock ring on his aching dick. Also a large ball gag is placed into the slave's mouth. After all is set, he is told to get dressed and Master and the slave then go out and do a little shopping.

However the slave cannot leave Master's side, because Master is still holding onto the bullet's remote, and is adjusting it as he pleases. Once they get to their destination Master tells the slave to turn on the vibrating cock ring. They go about their business going around and picking up different items. Still all the time, the cum from before is dried onto the slave's face. As the slave moves around with Master in the store, Master turns the bullet from high to low and watches the slave's reaction. Also as people walk by they look at the slave with a confused look at this person with a ball gag in his mouth. 

After their shopping is all done they go back to the Master's house. Where once again the slave is told to strip, and the cock ring and bullet is removed and a butt plug is again reinserted. The slave's cock and balls are tied up tight once again and again weights where hung by ropes and when he moved the weights would slide on the floor. The slave is told to put the items that were bought shopping away. All the time the large ball gag is still placed in his not aching mouth. After all is put away the slave it tied up very tight again. 

The slave is again pissed on and cummed on. This time the slave doesn't get a shower, 

he is told to let it all dry. At this time it is dark outside, no one can see anything around. 

The slave is led outside and tied up and pushed down on the ground. The slave is unable to get up so he just struggles on the ground. After awhile the Master gets the slave up and brings him back inside. 

he still tied up very tight, and now is abused a little bit more by Master. 

Master is very impressed on how much his newly found slave is behaving and has done everything that has been asked of him. As a reward, after such a long session the slave is finally allowed to cum. But the slave is again tied up so he will be forced to cum on his own face and to open his mouth again, at this second time he doesn't seem to care. And again the slave may not wipe any of it off. he is then tied again very tightly and told to go to sleep. It takes some time before the lonely slave falls asleep because his heart is still racing a million miles per hour. Not knowing what Master has in store for tomorrow.



First Encounter



He felt the bass pounding from the club's speakers all the way in the bathroom where he stood washing his hands at the dirty sink. Looking himself over in the mirror he fixed his tousled hair. It was matted to the back of his neck from dancing and sweating on the packed dance floor. 

This was their first time here. She'd wanted to go someplace out of town, someplace where they'd never been. Most importantly, someplace they wouldn't be recognized. They'd found this place, The Inferno.

Going back out to the dance floor he was overwhelmed with the flashing lights, the tempo of the music and rhythm of the bodies moving together. There were so many bodies on the dance floor that it looked like one gyrating mass of flesh. With the skimpy outfits most of them wore, a lot of that flesh could be seen too. 

Mike stood on a nearby stool to see over the mass of dancers on the floor. Trying to find his wife out there in the sea of bodies, he stood there with his head up in the lights and smoke of the club. He recalled what had brought them to this place and this night. 

It had started out as a silly question she'd asked him after a night out drinking with friends. "I know we promised not to talk about past lovers and such, but I was wondering if you'd ever done anything ... I don't know ... wild, I guess?" 

He remembered laughing and brushing aside the question. He had been far more experienced than her in terms of sexual adventures and exploits. He should have known something was churning inside her head when she asked the same question a few weeks later.

"Have you ever been with more than one person at a time?" she asked timidly.

This time she wouldn't be so easily placated. She'd pushed until he'd finally admitted that yes, he had done some playing before, during college, and that there were three people involved several times. He reassured her that those things were all out of his system now and that he was older and more mature. 

"Oh... That's too bad," she whispered.

With his promotion at work and their lives getting busier, it was easy to forget those seemingly innocent questions. When it was his birthday, she'd surprised him by having the house lit with candles. 

She'd rented some adult movies for them to watch together to get into the mood to celebrate properly. The fact she had picked out the movies wasn't unusual. They often watched porn together. It added a spark to their love making, not that it needed it. 

While the movies played they'd talk about which girls they liked best and why, what they liked, or what they didn't. Sometimes they'd reenacting the really hot scenes together. Fairly normal, everyday, passionate couple stuff. 

What made this time special however; was that the movies she'd rented were all involving threesome scenes with multiple women. 

After they had watched a few of the movies, they lay there in each other's arms on the floor. Rolling over she looked up into his eyes. "What do you think about a woman finding another woman attractive? I mean sexually. It's not gross or weird or anything, is it?" 

Lying there falling asleep in her arms he mumbled something about it not being something for everyone but that it was really hot to see two women together.

From that night until yesterday, they had been talking about going out and finding another woman for her. She was very eager and excited with the thought of being with a woman. She confessed to having been attracted to women for a long time. Finally being able to enjoy a woman's touch was incredibly erotic to her. 

Whenever they'd talked about it together they would always end up having amazingly hot sex. He'd never seen her so sexy or excited before. If she was this sexually charged with just the idea of being with a woman, he could only imagine how hot she would be when she finally got her chance to make those fantasies real. 

Last Friday when he'd come home from work, he found she had cut out an ad for a club, The Inferno, in the neighboring town. It came complete with devilish themes and a hedonistic party atmosphere. While he looked the ad over she slipped quietly into the room behind him. The devilish glint in her eye was impossible to deny. "So, can we go next weekend?"

After a few minutes of looking through the throng of people out on the packed dance floor he spotted his wife dancing in a dark corner. He moved through the gyrating crowds to get to her. Getting closer he could see she was dancing with a beautiful woman in an entirely too tight and too short sexy black dress. 

He was shocked to see his wife sliding her hands all over this woman's body and kissing her neck. She looked up, saw him watching and motioned for him to come join them. She spun around seductively moving her hips in time to the music. When she spun she placed the mystery woman between them. 

Soon all three were moving together to the music, bodies rubbing on each other's. They lost track of the music and simply danced for each other, their arousal rising along with the beat of the music. 

The woman slid her hand back to his mouth, her fingers tracing his lips. He could taste his wife on her fingertips, greedily licking them clean. The idea that this beautiful woman's finger had just been inside his wife was too erotic. 

Looking over her shoulder he could see his wife moving with her, grinding her hips against hers. The look of lust and pleasure on her face was unmistakable. For a moment he thought he was dreaming.

He pushed himself against this beautiful stranger, his arousal immediately obvious to her. She smiled playfully and pushed back against him, grinding herself on his crotch. Her fingers continued to play under his wife's skirt while she rubbed against his body. 

By the way her head was thrown back and her chest was heaving, he knew his wife was close to coming. Soon she would explode and come all over this beautiful woman's fingers. The mysterious woman let out a gasp of pleasure; he noticed that his wife's hand was also under the woman's dress. 

As the music played on, he watched his wife arch her back in pleasure. She gasped and shuddered as she came, body shuddering with pleasure. Legs weak she collapsed against the woman. 

Leaning in to kiss her passionately, she slid her moist fingers to the woman's mouth. He watched as his wife licked the woman's juices from her fingers. She then turned around to kiss her husband. He could feel the tremble in her lips that was always present after she'd come hard.

As the three of them stood there kissing, Mike noticed that they had drawn a small crowd. The couples dancing around them had slowed and were all watching them eagerly. 

His wife also noticed the attention and became very nervous. "Oh, my god!" she said and began heading for the exit, dragging him along with her. 

He looked back over his shoulder to see the beautiful stranger smiling and waving goodbye as they left. 

After a few minutes they were in the car and pulling out of The Inferno's parking lot. They drove in silence for several minutes, a slight fog clinging to the ground making everything seem even more surreal given the events of the night.

She was the first to break the silence, "I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I can tell you're upset. Please don't be mad or think less of me. It won't happen again, I promise." 

She studied his face for a few moments as he sat in silence. When he spoke his voice was calm. "I could never think less of you. I love you. I'm not mad at what happened or what you did. If anything I'm a little mad that we left so quickly and that I couldn't watch you enjoy her more."

Turning to look at her he could see trepidation in her eyes. She looked so vulnerable, so scared. "I promise, baby, if anything I wish you'd have told me sooner how you felt so we could have done this years ago instead of just starting now."

Her eyes lit up at his comments. She smiled, all but jumped on top of him. "I love you," she squealed, showering him with soft kisses

Driving down the dark road they began talking about their recent encounter. She told him how she had seen the woman watching from the time they walked in the club. When he'd left, that's when the woman came over and they began dancing together. 

She admitted that she almost jumped when the mysterious woman took her hand and placed it under her skirt. It was the first time she had touched another woman. She was surprised to feel how smooth she was, how hot, warm and slippery wet.

Sara began to giggle. 

"What's so funny?" he asked. 

Speaking through her laughter, she said, "I never even got her name! That's awful." 

He joined her in laughing as he placed his hand on her thigh, gently squeezing it. Looking her over as she sat there next to him in her tight red dress and thigh high boots, "You are so gorgeous and sexy, baby!" 

She took his hand and slid it up her thigh, under her dress and pressed him against her wet panties. Taking her cue, he began to rub her sex through the silky material of her panties. She was still very wet from her encounter earlier that evening. 

She spread her legs wider as he ran his fingers over her panties. His fingers pressed against her, tracing the folds of her lips through the soft material. She moaned softly and pushed against his hand, her body aching for his touch. 

He slowly slid his fingertips under the edge of her panties. Her skin soft and smooth, he could feel her getting wetter, her body reacting to his touch. 

Working his finger along her slit, he slipped it in between her thick outer lips, running across her wetness in long teasing strokes. She felt the jolt of pleasure when his fingertip lightly brushed across her swollen clit. She gasped and smiled as she felt his fingertip enter her.

Playing with her his eyes drank in her beauty. The way her chest was rising with each breath, faster and faster, the way her long slender neck looked, the slight blush to her cheeks. The way she nibbled on her bottom lip as he teased her body. She sat there looking like a picture of sensuality.

The sound of the tires crunching on gravel snapped his attention away from her. Dust billowing all around the car as it bounced and shook. While distracted watching Sara he had let the car slide off the road and onto the dirt shoulder. He fought frantically to keep the car under control.

A few tense heartbeats passed before he was able to get the car under control and back onto the road safely. He let out a long sigh. "Whew, that was close." 

"That's okay, lover," she said smiling up at him hungrily. 

She lifted her skirt up over her hips and spread her legs wider, pulling the material of her panties aside, exposing herself to him. 

"You watch the road; I'll help you with this." She took his hand and placed it over her hot pussy. She moaned softly and ground her body into his strong hand. 

Having him stick out his index finger, she turned slightly towards him, her back resting against the door. She grabbed his forearm and she slowly slid his finger inside her wetness. Twisting his arm so that his thumb pressed up against her clit. 

Feeling her soft muscles tightening on his finger, he could hear her moans as she worked his finger in and out, grabbing his arm and guiding his movements. While her hands squeezed tighter on his arm, her pussy squeezed tighter on his fingers. 

Faster she moved his arm back and forth, fucking herself with his hand. Her movements became rougher and more passionate. She arched her back and thrusted her hips towards him. 

The faster she worked his arm the harder he pressed his thumb on her clit. She could feel the sweet tension building, could feel her body aching for release. He felt her juices running down his fingers, his thumb sliding back and forth over her throbbing clit.

Even though he was looking ahead eyes with locked on the road, it was hard to concentrate. He could almost picture her in his mind. He could clearly see the look of ecstasy on her face. "Oh, god, baby, I want you so bad!" 

"Oh, yes, baby!" she moaned.

He felt her pussy muscles trembling and gripping his finger hungrily, trying to pull him deeper inside her. Gasping and shuddering as waves of pleasure washed over her, her heart raced as she curled up in the seat, his fingers still inside her.

He allowed himself a brief look over at her, smiling broadly when he saw the look of pleasure on her face. 

Looking up at him, she whispered, "Was that any better helping you concentrate on the road, baby?"

He laughed, "Concentrate? No way! But at least I kept my eyes on the road." 

She leaned over and kissed his neck softly. "That still deserves some reward, don't you think?"

She smiled playfully at him as she ran her hand down his chest, the tips of her fingers dragging teasingly over his stomach and down to his pants. She lifted his shirt up, pulling his pants down and opening his boxers. 

Taking his hard cock into her hands, she purred, "Oh, you did like me coming for you, I see." 

Beginning to slowly squeeze and stroke his hard cock, she leaned over, the soft silky strands of her hair brushing across his cheek, and whispered seductively in his ear, "Now watch the road, lover." 

She leaned over and took him into her mouth. He gasped when he felt her wet mouth, could feel the heat of her desire as she engulfed him. 

Sucking the thick swollen head between her lips, her hands squeezed the shaft from the bottom slowly up along the hard length, her soft fingertips milking the sweet precum out of his cock and onto her eager tongue. Moans deep in his chest echoed the pleasure he was feeling.

Her tongue pressed along the underside of his cock as she moved her lips up and down along the length. Reaching down with her hand to cup his tightening balls, she took him as deep in her mouth as she could. 

Holding him there, she felt his body start to tremble. Feeling him throbbing in her mouth, she began to swallow and work her throat muscles on him. She could feel his cock swelling as his orgasm built. 

Holding him deep in her mouth, she moved her head up and down faster, wanting him to come for her. She needed to taste him, to feel him explode in her mouth.

He reached down and firmly grabbed her by the hair, lifting her head up and off his cock. "Not yet, baby, I don't want to come yet. I want to be inside you first. I need to fuck you." 

She smiled up at him, her lips tight and tingling from sucking him. "Okay, lover. Pull over."

A few minutes later they had pulled off the road on to a small dirt clearing. With the remoteness of the road and the slight fog clinging to the ground the area was very secluded. It was hard to tell that the road was only a short distance away. 

She started to undress for him in the car. Her dress came up and over her head quickly, revealing her toned and lithe body. She reached down to remove her thigh high leather boots, he reached over and grabbed her hand, "not the boots, baby; leave those on please." 

A devilish smile spread across her face. "Okay, baby, anything for you." 

With that she opened her door and stepped out into the cool night air. He quickly followed her out of the car. She walked seductively around to the front of the car. The four inch heels on her boots made her body arch and curve in all the best possible ways. 

She took her time walking to the front of the car, her hips swaying as she knew he was watching her body move. She could feel the lustful gaze, feel him devouring her with his eyes.

She lay on the hood of the car. She could feel the warmth of the engine on her stomach. As she spread her thighs wider apart, she could feel the cool air on her wet pussy causing a wonderful mix of hot and cold sensations to run along her body. 

He walked up behind her, his cock still out of his boxers and hard in his hand. She looked so hot laying there like that, he thought. Spread out on the hood of the car, opening herself up to him. The fact that she only had on her thigh high boots further added to the erotic image she presented.

Sliding up behind her, he slid the head of his cock across the back of her thighs, leaning down to nibble on the small of her back. His strong hands caressed the curves of her hips and ass as he continued to kiss and nibble along her soft skin. 

He stepped up closer and slid the head of his cock slowly along her pussy. The head pushed her lips apart, spreading her open. 

She whimpered," Baby, don't tease me. Give it to me please," and thrust her hips back towards him.

Placing his hands on the small of her back he held her against the hood. Slowly pushing into her, he let it slide inside her. Completely buried deep inside her, he stopped moving. 

She could feel him throbbing inside her while he struggled to remain perfectly still. Sara could feel her silky walls engulfing him, stretching around him, molding perfectly to his size and shape. She loved being stretched and filled by him. (a good paragraph!)

A cry of pleasure escaped her lips as he began to pound into her. She could feel his desire in how his arms held her tightly, in how his hips pushed harder and harder into her. Feeling his ragged breath on her back, she pushed back into him. 

Grinding her sex back onto him, his own moans were becoming louder. With his strong hands he held her down, her body being pushed against the warm metal of the hood, the cool night air across her back. He could hear her moaning, 

"Yes, Yes ..." she whimpered over and over.. 

Mike felt his moans echoing with hers. Her body trembled, gripping him hungrily as her pleasure built up stronger and stronger. She knew she was about to come but wanted to hold off, wanted them to come together.

His body tightened as he threw his head back and cried out. Feeling his body about to release pushed her over the edge into her own blissful orgasm. As waves of pleasure washed over her, she collapsed onto the car.

He knew he couldn't hold back much longer. When she'd come it nearly robbed him of his control. His body was trembling, aching for him to come. 

"Not yet, baby," he heard her whisper, "please. I want to watch you come for me."

Quickly he turned her over so she was lying on top of the hood of the car. He could feel his control slipping. It was becoming harder to hold back his own orgasm. 

With her body laid out before him, he could see the hungry passion in her eyes. She arched her back, stretching herself before him. He moved closer to her body, his strong hand reaching down to squeeze her breast. 

"Come for me, baby, give it to me please," she purred. "I want you to come all over me, lover." 

As the last words left her lips he shuddered and moaned, his cock exploded with pent up pleasure. Hot streams of come shot out across her chest. She could feel it landing on her cool skin and across her hard nipples.

"Oh, yes, baby!" she said, pleasure and passion in her voice. 

He continued to shower her with his come until every drop was drained from his throbbing cock. Absently, her hand began rubbing the warm liquid into her skin, physical proof of the passion they had for each other.

He collapsed next to her gasping for breath. She playfully draped her leg across his. They were only dimly aware of the passing headlights on the road. As she enjoyed his presence next to her she drew her nails lightly across his chest. 

He lay there with a huge smile on his lips, enjoying her touch. She slid her fingers to her mouth and licked them, "Mmmm," she sighed, "... I can still taste her on my fingers, baby." 

Propping himself up on one arm, he looked over at her and winked. "So, when are we going back to the club?"



First Encounter



We met last year at a Christmas party, her wit and sense of humor matched mine perfectly. After the party, we exchanged emails and often talked on the phone, getting to know each other intimately. Both married, it started as a friendship, meeting for coffee or lunch and eventually turned into something much, much more. One of her emails sticks in my mind, "I need to supplement a portion of my life that's empty. I'm not into boys, I prefer a mature, charming, sensual man that is very oral." When I read that, a smile crossed my face, after all I am mature, charming (well, really not sure on this one), sensual and very, very oral. 

After that email, we exchanged many more and talked on the phone for weeks before finally decided to get together. When the day of our date arrived, I was extremely anxious and nervous, anticipating the upcoming tryst. Yet I was also fearful, fearful that I wouldn't please her. As the rendezvous approached, I wanted to drive past her house, just to be close yet I also wanted to call and cancel. Oh, the dichotomy. 

Finally the time arrived and I'm at her door, knocking. Butterflies are everywhere inside me but I knew this were meant to be. Wow, it seemed like forever before she responded and the butterflies turned to condors. Finally the door opens and I enter slowly, cautiously, not completely sure what to expect. The room's dark, lit only with candles as soft music plays in the background. I strain my eyes searching for her, finally locating her as the door closes behind me. 

Wow, I'm awe struck, mesmerized by what can only be described as a goddess. I knew she was beautiful but I didn't have a true appreciation of how sensual and sexy she was. About 5'4" with long, silky, brunette hair almost to her shoulders, beautiful green eyes that seemed to be glowing and a Cheshire grin on a sensual mouth made for kissing. She's dressed in semi-transparent baby doll top with matching panties and she's barefoot. Her partially visible body, completely hairless, could easily be described as statuesque with large, perky 36C's, a toned midsection around 26", and hips made for loving, probable around 33" or 34".

She's nervous, after all this is a first for both of us. She starts to speak but I put a finger to her lips, reach out and pull her body to mine. Our lips meet for the first time in a passionate, sensual, tender kiss. "Yes" ran through my mind as I realized that my first impression was correct, her lips are made for kissing. Her arm circle my body as I pull her to me, close. She's moaning as I tenderly caress her statuesque form, my fingers gliding over every inch of her sexy body. 

Slowly, I raise her baby doll top and slip it over her head, our lips separating for only seconds. Moving to her breasts, I take each in a hand, caressing, fondling. My thumb glides over the tips and her moans increase as her hips start rotating. Gently, I position the nipple between my thumb and index finger and roll it between with the slightest pressure, her moans turning to whimpers. 

Our lips separate as I move down to suckle her neck, my fingers continue to play. Then further down her front, taking her left nipple in my mouth, my tongue etching circles around the tip, eventually nibbling. My hands move down her body, playing and teasing, then start nudging her panties down. Her head's back, her knees seem weak, she's moaning encouragement, trying to direct my attentions. Slowly I kiss and caress the left breast, then the right, again kissing and nibbling. 

Soon her knees buckle and I catch her, picking her up and again our lips meet. Silently, her right arm slips around my neck and she directions me with her left. Left, right, left and finally we're there. I gently lay her on the bed and, quickly disrobing, join her. Again we're kissing, caressing. My left arm eases under her head as my right hand resumes roaming, caressing every inch of her exquisite form. 

Slowly, tenderly my hand moves to her breasts, teasing her nipples as her hips gyrate, her whole body's aching. My hand roams further south to her belly, pausing at her bellybutton to caress and fondle. Then further south until I feel the hills of Venus, again pausing to caress. Wanting to prolong the sensations, I lift my hand and reach to her inner right thigh, touching and teasing her thigh while inching closer to her vagina. Then I repeat the process on her left inner thing, moving up further and further until I'm almost there, kissing passionately the entire time. Back and forth, right thigh, left, then right again, caressing and teasing each while lavishing her with deep, passionate, tender kisses. 

Silently I remove my hand and position my body on top of hers, our hips grinding together as our tongues play. Moving slowly down to her neck to kiss and caress, then further down to her chest to nibble and tease, then even further south to her bellybutton. She's in agony, moaning, almost begging as I continue my southern migration. 

When my chin touches the hills of Venus, I sit back, grasp her right foot and raise it to my mouth. Her eyes open, startled at first then that Cheshire grin returns. From emails I'd learned of her foot fetish and I wanted to touch upon each of her fetishes. Sensually, I kiss and caress each digit, easily gliding between while sucking and nibbling. Grasping and raising her left leg, I place both big toes in my mouth and suck and tease. Her eyes are again closed, she's still smiling, purring, enjoying the sensations. Then to her left foot, gliding between the digits as I kiss and suckle. 

Slowly, tenderly, I start kissing her up right leg, stopping at the knee to caress and fondle the tender area behind. Then further up, caressing and teasing until I'm at her inner thigh. Sitting back, I repeat the procedure on her left, stopping at the knee to kiss and suckle, then further north to her inner thigh. Grasping and pulling at my hair, she tries to reposition my head but I resist. Moaning, whimpering, the sounds excite me as I concentrate on teasing her, ever so close but still miles away. I kiss and caress the crease where her leg joins her torso, licking and teasing. Then across to the crease on the right, my lips glazing the area between. 

To me, there is nothing more enjoyable or sexually exciting than orally pleasing a sensual, sexy woman. With my head between her legs, I revel at the challenge before me. Cunnilingus is a true art form and, as a student of Aphrodite, I'm always striving to improve my abilities. I've found that the area surrounding the vulva has hundreds, maybe even thousands of sensors and each enjoys stimulation. From the inner thigh, the fold where the leg joins the torso, the labia majora, the perineum, the hills of Venus, the labia minora, and most of all the covered and uncovered clitoris, stimulating each brings untold pleasures. 

Just as an artist addresses the canvas to coax forth an image, so must an individual performing Cunnilingus, using the entire body as the canvas. And, just as the artist develops techniques to enhance the image, so must one performing oral sex. My techniques work for me because I've learned to read the signs given by a woman's body. 

With my new lover, I start slow, kissing and licking the area from the crease to the labia majora. As my tongue gets closer and closer to the labia minora, she repositions her body in an attempt to bring her vagina into play. It's to early for vaginal stimulations, so I move across to the other side and repeat the stimulation, from the crease to the labia minora, ever so close. Again, the repositioning and again I switch sides. 

This may sound curl, but actually it's not. My lover's lost in sensations and for the most part doesn't even realize what her body's doing. Her eyes are closed, she's moaning almost purring, lost to everything except the intense sensations between her legs. With each switch I move closer to the labia minora until my tongue eventually touches the outer lips. Not wanting to ignore any areas, one last switch, moving closer and again touching the outer lips. 

It's time for a new tactic, and this one is another slow teaser. Starting at the perineum, my tongue traces the outer lips of my lover, up one side, bottom to top, looping while avoiding the clitoris and down the other side, top to bottom. Across the perineum and up, circle and down again. Each cycle moves closer to the inner lips and my lover's in heaven, her hips are off the bed, she's moaning and has started massaging her breasts and playing with her nipples. 

Forming a U-shape with my tongue, starting at the bottom, I place the upward legs of the U over the outer lips, the tip of my tongue touching the slit between. Then moving bottom to top, my tongue flicks my lovers hooded clitoris for the first time and her body jerks, almost spasms. 

Once at the top, down one side, U-shape, bottom to top, down the other side. Over and over with each pass increasing in pressure causing the lips to separate. Finally, I flick her uncovered clitoris for the first time. Each flick causes a jerks, almost a spasms, and with each pass going deeper applying more pressure on her clitoris. She's so close, her hands are back in my hair, pulling, trying to direct my head. 

Again, I resist directions, having yet another tactic I love. Raising my head, opening my mouth as wide as possible, I cover her vagina completely and suck everything into my mouth. My tongue separates the lips and I enter her for the first time. The vacuum created from the sucking causes the clitoris to become even more engorged and it peaks from under the hood for the first time. My upper lip glides down to massage the exposed clitoris while my tongue searches deep inside, searching for the textured area, the elusive G-spot. 

My lover has stopped the moans and purrs, replacing them with near screams and a repetition of "OOOOOOOOhhhhhhhh's". Her hips are even higher off the bed, her body is tense, her arms, now at her sides, occasionally pound the bed. Her face has turned bright red, and any visual description would have to include intense arousal. She's ready to explode as I continue to move my tongue deep within, searching. I know that a simultaneous G-spot and clitoris orgasm is intense, and I long to please my lover as much as possible. 

Deeper and deeper my tongue penetrates, searching until finally it touches the edge of a textured area, and going just a little deeper I find my quest, the elusive G-spot. Maintaining the vacuum, I rotate and slide my tongue across this sensitive spot while simultaneously stimulating her clitoris with my upper lip. My lover's Oooohhhh's have turned into short, repetitive "Ah Ah Ah" and then she shouts "I'm cuming!!!" and screams "Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh". Her body's tenses, her hips buck and as she thrashes and I fight to stay attached, watching her face closely while she reaches her plateau of pleasure. 

The "Ah's" seem to last forever and maintaining my position's difficult, eventually being thrown from my lover. Gazing across her body, watching her closely, her reddened face, tightly scrunched eyes, furrowed brow, I know that the lady has reached a level of pleasure sought by many, attained by few. Her orgasm is as special for me as it is for her and I want her to enjoy, no relish the sensations. 

Some ladies are "tender" after reaching this plateau, so I move up and kiss her. Laying my body on top of hers, our hips grinding, she kisses me with an intense, sensual, passionate kiss having much more feeling than before. Separating for seconds, my lover whispers "Thank You", provoking a large grin, not a grin of satisfaction but a knowing grin, a grin to tell my lover that more pleasures lies ahead. 

Then back to kissing, grinding our hips as she rotates below me. Soon, she's purring again and I start my decent, first the neck, then the breast and then further south. 

Stopping at the hills of Venus, I slowly move down, kissing and caressing until I'm close to her clitoris, only to veer off to the side to caress from the fold to the lips, then the outer lips, circling again bottom to top and down the other side. U-shaped tongue, bottom to top, flick, then repeat the loop, each pass going a little deeper. Each flick causes a shutter or a quick jerk and a moan. 

Pulling my head back I examine my lover, marveling at her beauty. Slowly, sensually I insert a finger, deeper and deeper until I can go no further. Slowly moving my hand back, then forward rotating my hand as I go deep. My lover's back to that zone where she doesn't realize what she or her body are doing, again focused on the sensations, the stimulation. Once my finger is good and wet, I remove it and again attack my lover with my tongue, sliding along from bottom to top, flick, each pass going deeper. Her hips are off the bed and she's moaning, purring, loving the sensations. Slowly, sensually I position my wet finger at my lovers back door and gently move inside her to the first knuckle. 

Stopping, semi-locking my hand in place, my lover moves her hips to force my finger deep within until its fully inserted and a loud "Aaaahhhh" escapes. Reversing, withdrawing my finger, she starts cycling until she's driving it rapidly in and out, each penetration brings a loud "Aaaahhhh". 

Still working my tongue, I pull my head back, open my mouth wide and cover her vulva completely, creating a vacuum and drawing her into my mouth. Using my tongue, I search out her clitoris and start an intense campaign of flicking, bringing her closer and closer to a clitoral climax. With the intense flicking while she's cycling on my hand, she suddenly shouts "Oooohhh, oooohhhh, oooohhhh". 

Remaining attached and continuing to flick her clitoris, I quickly withdraw my finger, causing a slight pop. The volume of my lover's "Ooooohhhhh" increase with the withdrawal and her orgasm intensifies. Eventually dislodged by her thrashing, I glance up to watch her convulse, marveling at this precious act of nature. She eventually returns to earth, spent, exhausted. 

Then, sitting back on my haunches, I grasp a cover and cover up, bent over and kiss her, a deep, passionate kiss. Holding my body above hers, she reaches between us and guiding me, I easily slide in. Finally, fully inserted, we grind deeply, kissing passionately. Wanting my lover to experience yet another intense orgasm, I rotate my hips in a slow, circular motion. As each circle reaches the apex, I nudge her uncovered clitoris and each bump brings shutters. Closer and closer she moves to ecstasy until finally she falls over the edge, exploding in a massive orgasm. She's almost screaming but my mouth stymies the wales as we kiss, she's lost to the world. Convulsing below me, her bucking almost throws me but I maintain my position, continuing the circular grinding. Her spasms seemed to last for hours, and I continue holding her, kissing her and grinding deeply. Finally, she returns and she's almost comatose, completely relaxed, eyes closed, panting, that Cheshire grins' returned. 

Withdrawing, removing the cover, I lay next to her and pull her close, cuddling while she regains her strength. Her chin rests on my chest, her forehead at my neck, her left arm and leg cross over my body, her eyes closed, my lover is content, sated, relaxed, almost comatose. She lifeless for the longest time except for the purring, and then "My god, that was wonderful. Thank you sweetheart." "Ssshhh, just rest, the night's still young." I reply. I didn't think it was possible, but the Cheshire grin grew larger as my lover hugs me tightly. 

Eventually she moves her leg from my body and her left hand eases down between my legs wrapping around my still aroused member. Moving slowly at first, up and down, she coos "What can I do to please you?".

"I've wanted to be in your mouth since I got here" I reply. My lover lifts her head, her hand continues cycling, and kisses me, a passionate, sole searching kiss. Then, smiling, moving down my body, she stops at my nipples and takes the left in her mouth, nursing, gently nibbling. Then the right, again nursing and nibbling. Then further down stopping at my bellybutton to tease. I lay there wondering if my lover's planning on teasing me as much as I teased her, hoping that I would soon release. 

Moving further down, she straddles my left leg, placing her vagina on my kneecap. I know from emails that she loves to stimulate herself with her lovers leg while performing fellatio. I raise my knee slightly so my lover has easy access and await her warm mouth. 

Just as I feared, she starts teasing. While continuing the cycling with her hand, she kisses my sac, teasingly, then takes each testicles in her warm, moist mouth, first one then the other and gently massaging while rolling it around. Next, kissing and licking the sac, she moves toward the aroused tower, only to veer to the side and kiss the area between my leg and my scrotum. One side then the other, well, I guess turn about is fair play. 

Still cycling her hand, she again moves toward the tower, stopping the cycling while licking up the shaft, bottom to top, then back down, gazing at me, smiling while enjoying her all day sucker. Opening her mouth wide, she places the tip in her mouth and rolls her tongue around and around, teasing. She's started moving her hips back and forth on my kneecap, pleasing herself while her warm mouth pleasures me. 

Withdrawing me from her mouth, she blows war air against the tip, sending chills up my spine. Again she's kissing the tip and opens wide and I ease into the warm receptacle. Moving down the shaft, further and further, I slowly disappear. Deeper and deeper, until I can go no further, my lover watching me, a devilish grin in her eyes. Opening her mouth just a little wider, pushing down, I feel the shaft start nudge against something solid, then it bends slightly and slips deeper and deeper. OMG, the sensations are exquisite, unique and I watch in amazement as I disappear further inside her, her nose eventually touching my body. 

Watching me, my lover start to move her head. I reach down and grasp her, one hand on each side of her head, and raise my hips in unison, stopping her after raising about 3". Holding her head stationary, I start cycling my hips, down and up. The sensations as I slide out and in are unique and I quickly move close to releasing. My lover, very aroused, moves her hips quickly on my knee, and she too approaches the Nirvana. I know that if I continue, I'll explode and deprive my lover of one more of her fetishes, a fetish I too enjoy. So I lift her head, removing myself from her warm, moist mouth and sit up and kiss her, another passionate, sensual kiss. Her hips continue to rotate as she enjoys herself. 

While kissing her, I reach between my legs, grasp myself and start cycling my hand. Separating, laying back, my lover's head is directly over the action, watching, she become even more excited, moving her hips at a feverish pitch. I know her fetish is watching a man masturbate and I don't want to deprive her. Moving my hand slowly at first, gradually picking up the tempo, my lover's moaning while my hand cycles. Over and over, quicker and quicker, I feel the fluids move toward the shaft, and I'm ready to explode. "I'm going to cum!" I announce and I can feel the fluids from my lover cascade over my leg. 

Then it starts. The first shot leaves my body as if fired from a cannon, my lover watching in amazement, moaning almost shouting as she releases in unison. Straight up in the air, at least a meter, and, before it has a chance to return, the second blast. My lover's screaming, moving her hips at a feverish pitch, and I too want to scream, the pleasures of the ejaculation are profound, more intense than any I've ever felt before. 

Over and over I release, copious amounts for what seems like hours. My lover watches each spasm, each shot and each intensifies her orgasm. Finally, spent, soaked, I now collapse, exhausted. My lover also collapses, her head laying on my belly her hair covered with my fluids. 




First Encounter



The plane landed with a large jolt and she grabbed onto the arms of her seat tightly. This had been her first time on a plane and she was nervous as hell, her hands shaky the whole time. She did plan on sleeping during the 14-hour flight but that hardly worked out. Every time she closed her eyes the picture of the plane plummeting from the sky was shown in her head. After that she didn't even want to blink. So she turned on her zune full blast and stared straight forward. Shifting every few minutes to try and find a more comfortable position. Reaching her hand up she felt her collar, the one that she had been wearing almost a year now. It would soon be changed by the new collar that her Master had picked out. Thinking about that moment it would be off her neck for only a second got her a little jumpy. She had never once taken it off. 

" We have landed safely, you may all unbuckle your seatbelts. The door will be opened shortly and you may exit the plane in a single file line. Thank you for flying with us, have a nice day." Was heard from the speakers around the plane and she quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and stood up, wincing as she did and waited for her neighbor to step into the aisle. She was wearing a short skirt and a tank top, with a simple pair of flip-flops. Looking down at her outfit as she walked down the aisle, she hoped her Master would approve. 

She walked down the stairs and into the airport, looking around for the Master she has never met before but has fallen deeply in love with. He spotted her before she seen him. He was leaning against the far right corner of the room and waited patiently, she would see him soon enough. As soon as she turned her head to the right she saw him and her heart jumped, pounding in her chest. A huge smile on her face she quickly walked over to him, ready to jump into his arms. " Master!!" He just stood his ground, a firm and stern face and lifted an eyebrow.

" Is that how a slave greets her Master?" He spoke with a low growl in his voice. She quickly froze and looked around at all the people surrounding them and looked at the floor quietly. Slowly she fell down to her knees and leaned forward, placing her hands on the hard floor in front of her, keeping her eyes down. Her white panties now showing, anyone who looked this way would be able to see them easily. Her face heated up with embarrassment, but she kept her place.

He looked down at her, more than anything he wanted to hold her, to keep her with him at all times. But this needed to be done; she needed to be shown her place from the very start. Walking to her side he reached down under her skirt and patted her round bum, making her squirm." I see you've done as I told you and inserted your butt plug." Reaching a little lower he rubbed her clit lightly through the cotton and felt her wet spot. " You seem to be enjoying this, slave. Getting off on being like this in public, huh? Such a dirty girl you are." He whispered in her ear, while slipping a blindfold over her eyes and clipped a leash to her collar, tugging her along. Even though she had the blindfold on she still kept her head down and followed obediently, wondering how many people were staring. But that thought quickly changed to keeping up with her Master as he began to speed up. She felt a sudden wind and knew they were outside, as the carpet changed to concrete.

"What about my bags? ", she thought to herself, causing herself to stop only for a moment. He tugged hard on her leash making her gasp and immediately start crawling again until her head hit the door of the car with a quiet thump. He looked down at her and chuckled a little, rubbing the spot where she hit and guided her back a few feet before opening the door.

" In you go, cunt" he ordered her. He knew name-calling was what really got her going and wanted her nice and horny before she even walked through his door, or crawled he should say. Quickly she climbed into the front seat, thankful to get out of everyone's view. Sitting back in the seat she took a deep breath, but before she could even blow it out she felt her hands being pulled back behind the seat and cuffed together. It caused her breasts to push out and gave easy access to her Master. He climbed out of the back seat and slammed the door, making her jump, and walked around the front of the car, watching her the whole time. She looked gorgeous like this, nervous and vulnerable, not knowing what's going to happen to her next. Getting into the driver side he started the car "Make sure you keep those pretty little legs of yours spread as much as you can." He said as he put the car into gear and drove to the exit of the airport. She did as she was told, and listened as things became quiet. 

All she could hear was the low hum of the car and it was relaxing to her. They had been driving for about fifteen minutes when gently he placed his hand on her thigh. She tensed up for just a moment and relaxed, a small smile appearing on her face and he moved his hand deeper between her legs. He pressed the side of his pinky between her slit and squeezed her thigh. With a small moan her legs began to close slowly with pleasure. Quickly he slapped her thigh hard and made her yelp. "What did I say about your legs, slave? Didn't I give you an order?" She opened them back up letting out a deep breath. She was calmed down only a few minutes ago and now he had her all worked up once again as her panties began to dampen again. He grinned at her, moving her panties aside and sliding his middle finger into her tight soaked hole. Squirming and moaning, she pushed her chest out even further. Pulling out he moved his hand up her stomach and up to one of her nipples. " They're so welcoming when you're all tied up like this, slave." Pinching them hard as he told her this in a whisper. He could feel himself growing in his jeans and couldn't wait to get her home. 

"Please, Master. Please play with me a little more." She said breathlessly, silently he pulled his hand away and left her like that. She squirmed and panted in the seat next to him. All she wanted was for him to take her, to use her how she needed to be. That was her place, to do all she could to please him, and she loved it. 

They were only a few minutes from his home and once again he reached over to her, quickly taking one of her nipples between his thumb and pointer finger, giving it one good hard pinch. It was hard enough to cause her to scream and she jerked forward in her seat toward his hand. He laughed at her as he pulled into his driveway and shut the ignition off and stepped out of his car. Without his smile once leaving his face he moved to her side and opened the door kissing her hard on the lips. She immediately pushed her head towards him, not wanting it to end as she breathed heavily through her nose. She wanted him to take her right here, right now and he pulled away. Giving a small whimpers she searched for his lips again but they were to far. 

He uncuffed her and helped her out of the car, guiding her to her knees once again and pulled her to his front door. Gently he took the blindfold off her head and she stared up at him. She had so much lust in her eyes by now, but he could see the innocence she still held. Kneeling down beside her he kissed her on the forehead and whispered kindly to her. 

"Slave this is my house, you know that." She nodded. "Good, and that means you follow MY rules at all times." She understood and nodded again. " Good, now no slave of mine will be wearing clothes under my roof, the only thing I want to see you crawling around is in that pretty little collar of yours. Unless I say otherwise, do you understand?"

"Yes, Master." She spoke quietly. He stood up but continued to look at her with a smile as he opened his door. Stepping inside he left just enough room for her to crawl through and she had a feeling of what was to come next. 

"I'll see you in a minute then, slave." And he walked into the house, sitting down in the chair facing away from the door. She looked around still on her hands and knees, looking to see if anyone was around. Slowly she began to undress herself. First came off her shirt and skirt, looking around nervously again she then pulled off her panties and bra, leaving them in a small pile on the porch she crawled through the house and closed the door behind her. Quietly she crawled until she was kneeling before her Master and looked up, again with that innocence that he loved to see. It caused him to grow even larger in his pants, just because he knew he would be the one taking that from her. 

"Turn around, cunt. I want your cheek on the floor and your ass up high." She turned around slowly placing her right cheek on the floor and arching her back so her ass was as high as she could get it. He watched please that she still had her butt plug in, it was a small one, and he knew she could handle much in her tight hole. But that was going to be changed soon. He tapped one finger on the plug causing her to move her ass from side to side and groan. He grinned and began pulling it out and pushing it back in and watched as her fists balled up and eyes closed tightly. Leaning back, he pulled it out and set it beside her and watched her for a moment looking down at her cunt and watched how it became slick and wet with her own juices. She waited for his next move breathing heavily and hoping she was pleasing him. 

Reaching down he slid his finger back and forth between her slit and into her hole. She gasped and moaned arching her back down a little further and pushing herself onto his hand and off. He let her do this for a moment before pulling and giving her ass a good slap, he grinned loving the sound of it and watched as his hand formed on her cheek. Quietly he unzipped himself and pulled out his rock hard cock and kneeled down behind her. " Are you ready, cunt?" She moaned and knew she was, she had been waiting for this moment for so long and just wanted him inside her now. 

He rested the head of his cock against her wet cunt and slid it up and down getting it nice and went before he took her sweet innocence. Putting a little pressure on her hole she tensed up a little waiting for him to enter her, she didn't know if he was going to be gently or not and this made her extremely nervous. Slowly he pushed his head inside and she let out a small whimper as he began to push into her even further. One inch, two inch until he couldn't handle it anymore and he quickly pushed inside her all the way. She jerked her head back with a small cry and let her head fall back down. It hurt at first as he began to thrust back and forth, but slowly she began to feel pleasure and her climax began to build. He yanked her head back, moving his mouth next to her ear.

"Are you enjoying my cock in your wet cunt, whore?" He whispered to her.

"Yes, Master." She said back breathlessly, pushing herself all the way onto him, making her yell out and dig her fingers into the carpet. She was getting close as his thrust became quicker and quicker. Letting go of her hair he grabbed her hips and thrusted even harder. He throbbed and grunted as he fucked her cunt without any mercy. With one last thrust he shot his cum deep inside her as she yelled and squirmed underneath him. She fell to the floor leaving her ass in the air as her body began to quiver. Pulling out he wiped the rest of his cum all over he cheeks.

"Turn over." She did, leaning back on her hands and spreading her legs as she caught her breath. "Seems you didn't get to orgasm, slave." He smiled at her. She nodded quietly, it didn't bother her too much, he got his pleasure and that's all that mattered to her even though she ached to have a release of her own. "Slide two fingers in your cunt." As she did this it caused his own cum to spill out of her. "Wiggle them." He spoke sternly, and she did, causing her to moan and squirm and she felt her own orgasm building up. "Now, lick my cum off your fingers, cumbucket." She moaned and moved her fingers to her lips; sucking on them she tasted him and herself together. She felt so vulnerable in front of him and this is what she's wanted for so long. "You may pleasure yourself to an orgasm, slave." 

Her hands shot down between her legs as she fingered herself with one hand and rubbed her clit with other as fast as her hand could go. Tossing her head back she moaned and her body began to tense up and she came, harder than she ever has before. Knowing his eyes were still on her she kept her legs open as best she could. When she was done she collapsed backwards as her eyes fluttered and she panted, her legs twitched. She felt him pick her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Thank you, Master." She was able to say as she was laid down onto his bed. He lay besides her wrapping his arms around her for the first time and kissed the top of her head. 

"You rest now my, slave. There's so much ahead of you." He said as they lay in each other's arms and quickly drifted off to sleep.



First Encounter



Paul was a consultant for a high profile corporation and he was so caught up in his work that he barely had a social life. He wasn't really interested in marriage or long term relationships. There wasn't time for that in Paul's world but he was horny and needed some serious intimacy time with some hottie. Paul decided to place an ad on the Internet. He figured it was a crap shoot but he was a gambler and was willing to try his luck. 

Nicki was an introverted late bloomer and she recently underwent a self evaluation which revealed just how much her life sucks. Having no social life worth mentioning, she made a vow to instantly change it. She was pretty tired of pleasuring herself and needed to find a male companion to relieve some of her bottled in passion. Nicki would never go to a bar to meet men so she placed an add on the Internet dating site. 

Every day, Paul and Nicki would faithfully check the dating site for responses but there was usually nothing promising. Either the member didn't reply to an initial greeting or there were game players looking for online kicks. At any rate, it seemed pretty apparent that the two of them were not having much luck. Until..... 

Nicki was sitting at her desk pondering over deleting her profile. She felt online dating sites were over rated and not in her best interest and with her present track record, par for the course. 

Paul had gotten bored with the lack of good choices and he started to engage in some online chats. He did a search of who were online and decided to send instant messages to anyone within 50 miles of the city he resides. Yes, finally there are some interesting women to message, he thought to himself. Paul noticed one particular photo and clicked on it. The screen ID read; IMALLYOURS. He was pleased to find such a gorgeous woman and he immediately clicked on her profile to instant message her. Paul waited patiently for Nicki to respond to his greeting and he sure hoped that she would. 

Just when Nicki was going to hit the delete profile icon, she noticed an instant message request to accept or decline pop up window. Before Nicki would click the accept icon, she clicked on the screen ID which read; ONLY14U. To say that Nicki was pleasantly surprised by the context of the profile narrative and demographics were an understatement. The photograph of Paul was taken with a camera phone which just revealed his face but he wasn't a bad looking man. Nicki was very pleased and without further delay, she clicked the accept icon and responded to Paul's greeting. 

Paul didn't bother to read the context of Nicki's profile. He was only interested in the big breasted cutey her photo revealed her to be. Nicki had a nice smile, big blue bedroom eyes and a pair of the perkiest C cup breasts that Paul could have imagined. He was immediately aroused which was his inspiration to click on the instant message icon to start a conversation. Paul was very happy to see Nicki's "hello" in response to his greeting. 

Surprisingly enough, they hit it off so well, they exchanged phone numbers to take things to a more personal level. Upon which, a date was made for them to meet. 

Paul and Nicki decided to meet at a quaint little bistro within a 10 miles stretch between the city of which they lived. They met for lunch after the rush hour, so that the two of them could have some peace and quiet for their first encounter. Nicki arrived first so that she could ready herself for what she so desperately needed from a man. When Paul arrived, he was dressed up in an Armani suit; looking as if he were going to be knighted by the Queen of England. Nicki was very much delighted by his apparel as well as his presence. She was dressed conservatively in a long black skirt and a gray button up blouse. Paul's reaction to Nicki was a classic heart palpating double take. He smiled, giving Nicki the look of approval she had hoped to receive. Paul held out a well manicured hand to greet Nicki and he complimented her on the nice shade of red on her fingernails. They shook each other's hand and the chemistry between them was powerful. While the two of them were having a friendly exchange, a very tall dishwater blonde waitress took them to a quiet and romantic spot and sat them at the booth. Paul ordered a bottle of Merlot and he and Nicki continued to get further acquainted. 

During lunch and the second bottle of wine, Nicki's mind started chasing lusty thoughts of devouring Paul sexually. She made it a point to stare into Paul's eyes for the appearance of being attentive to his every word. In reality, she was imagining the many sexual positions she would be engaging in later with him. Paul was having the same reaction but he had kept track of the many erections caused by Nicki's sensuous presence. The count was up to twelve and this is within a little past an hour of lunch...  

All was going well between Paul and Nicki and the comfort level was duly noted as they began to engage each other by acting out those hidden innuendoes wandering in their minds. Nicki started playing with Paul's foot and legs and gently working her way up to his thighs then his manhood. Nicki had a brief moment of remorse as she thought to herself in disbelief as to how much nerve she has to be doing such a thing in a public place... It passed and she continued to give Paul's now very stiff member some stroking with her foot. Paul spread his legs to give Nicki's foot easier access then he leaned over the table to kiss her. Nicki was moist and realized how long it's been that she had smelled the essence of masculinity as well as experience the likeness of foreplay as she considered what was presently happening. 

Nicki unbuttoned her blouse so Paul could get an eyeful of her cleavage. She is such a tease but she knew Paul was like putty in her hands since she seemed to be in control of things at the moment. Paul stood up and walked to Nicki's side of the table and stood behind her then he started kissing the back of her neck. Nicki's breathing increased and she could feel some moistness in her panties and she wanted so much more. So much for being in charge, she thought. Nicki was about to get her desires addressed by this wonderful stallion of a man nibbling on her neck. Paul took Nicki's unbuttoned blouse as an invitation to help himself to her yielding breasts. "That feels very Nice," was Nicki's response to the strong touch of Paul's hand. Her nipples were sensitive and receptive to Paul's touch. They were protruding through the bra and blouse and were hard. Nicki arched her back and raised both her arms to pull Paul down to kiss her hungered lips, which sent electrical impulses through her spine. How she has longed to experience such passion from a man that makes her feel so alive and free? Paul's manhood was now poking Nicki in her upper back and it took everything she had within her not to unzip his pants and remove it. She would have sucked his cock like it was a straw in her cocktail. Nicki stood up to give Paul a big gratifying hug as she whispered, " I think we should go somewhere more private." 

The walk to the elevator rising up to the rooms above took only a minute, but it seemed like an eternity. Paul had discreetly buttoned Nicki's blouse while she was pressed up against Paul hugging him at the table. Much to the amusement of the two women eating at the next table, who had been watching Paul and Nicki the whole time; not saying a word, but just taking it all in. The woman on the left was squirming in her chair much the way Nicki was minutes earlier while Paul's hands were testing Nicki's nipples. The women obviously enjoyed what they saw. As Paul and Nicki walked away, he looked back at them and smiled, which caused the women to smile back at them and give knowing looks. Probably a bit envious that they knew what pleasures were about to unfold. 

Paul and Nicki were alone in the elevator as it took them up to the 10th floor. Not that it would have mattered if they weren't alone as they couldn't contain themselves any longer. Besides, the security camera was about to give the guard something to talk about with his buddies for months to come. And surely the tape of them would be replayed over and over, so many times that it would finally break and completely jam the VCR. 

Paul, paused the elevator between floors so that he and Nicki wouldn't be disturbed for a few minutes. Even though he knew that the room was only a few feet away from the elevator, Paul wasn't able to stop himself. Nicki's breathing quickly accelerated as she sensed what was about to happen. With one hand, Paul unbuttoned the two top buttons of Nicki's blouse while pressing her tightly against the elevator wall with the other one. He had taken from the table one of those little chocolates with a cherry filling and once Nicki's breasts were exposed, Paul slowly dribbled the cherry flavoring on each of them. Still holding Nicki firmly back against the wall, Paul swirled his tongue in ever smaller circles on each breast to lick off the sweet, sticky liquid. First the left one, then the right; making sure to not miss a single drop. 

Once Paul had finished, he quickly re-buttoned Nicki's blouse and released the stop on the elevator. Nicki's knees were so weak that she had a bit of trouble walking down the corridor to the room. That is why Paul held her so firmly against the elevator wall earlier. Her knees were trembling even then as he sucked and licked the cherry filling from her breasts. Little did Paul know that had he not started the elevator, Nicki would have given him the best blow job and he would have been the one trembling and stumbling over his two feet. Nicki managed with Paul's help to walk down the what seemed to be the longest corridor to their room. Before Paul could open the door, Nicki was all over Paul and giving him the hottest and passionate kisses while grabbing for his throbbing cock. Paul reciprocated her sudden dominance and without much effort, the door was opened and they both were so ready. 

No sooner than the door closed behind them, they were like ravaged animals, kissing and fondling each other. Nicki took control and led Paul to the California King-sized bed and started removing his shirt. She started licking and sucking his nipples and gently rubbing him below. Nicki unbuckled Paul's belt and unzipped his pants and told him to take them off. Nicki admired Paul's nicely cut body as she rubbed it, kissed it and wanting to pleasure all of it. She had wanted to ask if he was a gym fanatic as his body was the epitome of one who utilized all the privileges of a gym membership. Nicki undressed to give Paul the full effect of her. Paul was on his back and Nicki was on top as she began to massage his hairless chest with her ample and very perky breasts. In complete excitement, Paul's nipples were as erect as his adequate Dick; which were bulging from his seemingly extra small shorts. Paul followed every move Nicki made as she worked her way down his wonderful sexy body and she removed his shorts. Paul's cock was pointing straight at Nicki's face and she licked her lips in anticipation of having it. What a wonderful man tool Paul was blessed to have, she thought to herself as she now had it in the palm of her hand and in complete control. 

Nicki very softly and generously stroked Paul's ever ready hardness with her bountiful breasts and started kissing and licking the head of it. She so enjoyed the pre cum that was waiting for her to experience and the reactions was worth it's lingering memory. Paul cried out with joy and although he may have wanted to hold Nicki's head, he refrained as he didn't want to take the chance of interrupting her rhythm. Nicki massaged and caressed every detail of Paul's thick cock. Her head was moving in ways which amazed her as it was as if she were demon possessed and Paul was loving it immensely. Nicki was sucking as hard as she were stroking Paul's Dick and in every sense of the word, she owned it. Her goal was to bring forth the succulent nectar of Paul's manliness. Paul was reeling with intense pleasure to the point of pain. He was at a greater level of pleasure as Nicki could feel him arch his back and his hips jerk spasmodically. She started working at it more vigorously and it was sending Paul into a state of ecstasy and he screamed out, "baby I'm coming." His hip strokes were in perfect time with Nicki's clutching jaw muscles. The coveted moment of delightfulness was mind boggling; The force of Paul's climactic moment was phenomenal. His load burst into Nicki's mouth with great abundance. Nicki was so caught up in the moment that she nearly came herself; it's called getting off on pleasuring others. Nicki loved the taste of Paul's sweet potion and she proved it by swallowing every drop, to include licking off the excess which spilled out and onto the long shaft of his cock. Nicki told Paul that a man's cum is heavenly nectar and shouldn't be wasted. 

Paul knew how close that Nicki had approached to her own climax at the exact moment of his release into her ravenous mouth. He watched through half closed eyes as she hungrily swallowed his cum and savored each drop. As much as Paul wanted to devour Nicki's pussy had to wait a few moments as he was just too spent by Nicki's affections. Paul had no choice but to lay still and get a second wind so that he could reciprocate the pleasure he received from Nicki. Within a few moments of silent bliss, he felt his member stiffening because of Nicki's lips and tongue were giving it playful bites. He was so turned on by her and her seemingly obsession with his cock. Paul thought she must be insatiable and that was a fantasy which he fancied most of all. 

Paul gently yet firmly placed Nicki on her back. She protested a bit, something about not being finished with him yet. But now, Nicki was all his and she quickly submitted to his attentions. Paul's craving for Nicki's sweet taste was too much to bear, so he immediately spread Nicki's beautifully shaved pussy and drowned her enlarged clit between his lips. As Nicki arched her back with the increasing waves of pleasure, Paul teased and then satisfied her wants. He used his teeth to excite and his lips to suck her now ready to burst organ. At the same time, Paul inserted two fingers into her hot, dripping pussy; first, Massaging the opening in quick, hard circles, then plunging them inside of her to feel the heated passion of her burning desire. The sensation of his fingers inside of her hairless wonder almost made her cum instantly but she somehow managed to delay it. Paul spent an extra amount of time on the one spot near the top of Nicki's cunt; it must have been her g spot since she was screaming out loudly with a resounding "yes." Paul was in the middle of rapid strokes when he would slow it down only to speed up again. It was driving Nicki wild and she realized that she was truly alive for the first time in her entire life and this man rejuvenated her soul to the fullest of it's potential. No way, would she give this moment up but instead, she would build even more greater moments to immortalize it. 

Paul noticed Nicki arch her back even more and he knew he found the perfect combination as he continued to roll her clit between his teeth while exploring the inside of her kitty with his fingers. Nicki was bucking like a wild boar and Paul started licking her wonder hole with his velvet tongue. He licked her like she has never been licked before and she squirmed and wiggled uncontrollably. Just when she felt that she couldn't take any more, she reached down and pulled Paul up to kiss her lips with deep tongue probing kisses. With Paul's fingers still inside, Nicki used her very strong pussy muscles to keep the sensation going which excited the two of them. Paul now more than ready to feel the inside of that exercising organ his fingers were feeling, with his hot throbbing cock. He was going to lay that 7" of hard madness on her so good, she would be his very own cum puppet. Paul repositioned Nicki by putting a pillow under her ass to give her the leverage he wanted so that he could suck her marvelous tits while he fucked her furiously. With another deep throated kiss along with some tittie fondling, he plunged that rock hard trophy of a cock inside Nicki's burning pussy. They both cried out as their bodies collided with the force of their inner wild beasts.  

Deeper and deeper Paul entered Nicki. Fast and then slow with such precision and concentration yet with natural execution in each stroke. Their moans wouldn't be muffled even if they were fifty feet underground. They could arouse the dead with the earth shaking body rocking between them. Paul and Nicki were allowing their bodies to be at one with ecstasy. Their minds were already expressing a communal rage of the most heated passion ever and neither wanted it to end. They were in such a state of ecstasy, that they could barely speak. As their bodies suddenly started to convulse and their breathing reached a crescendo, they simultaneously climaxed in an orgy of overwhelming emotions and release. Paul's cum exploded inside of Nicki's hot love tunnel with each contraction of his throbbing Dick. 

Paul fell forward onto Nicki's sweaty, heaving body; inhaling her body fragrance mixed with the musky smell of her sex. Nicki's eyes 

are closed and Paul watched as she was drifting off into a state of bliss. Having been fully satisfied, she was now in oblivion and would remain there until hell froze over for all she cared. She found the man of her dreams and he had undoubtedly enhanced her new life. Paul lifted his lifeless body from Nicki and lay beside her in complete bliss. This was his paradise and nothing else would take him from this place. He wiped the sweat from a now very restful Nicki's head and soon, he fell into the hypnotic rest that his body desperately needed. The hours passed on to the late evening and they both were caught up in each others arms with no intentions of ever parting ways.



First Encounter



This is a true and my first encounter in the city of Bangalore, India. Please comment and would appreciate your feedback

I moved to Bangalore (India) a few months back. Like most of the people who move in here for being a part of the software industry, I was no different. A regular guy is what people would mostly refer to me as. Most women do consider me to be a handsome guy, some think cute. A good athletic physique adds to my personality. I had recently broken up a 4 year old relationship with my college sweetheart and was just looking for some rebound sex. I did manage to do just that but there wasn't anything exciting about it.

After a few months, I started looking for interesting things, not really sure what I really wanted. I put up an ad on the local classifieds looking for women and couples for a no strings attached encounter. Honestly, I never even thought that this would work. But work it did.

About a week later I received a short email from a 38 year old guy who wanted me to fuck his wife. Now you hear about these things and just make fun of it because you think things like these don't ever happen, at least not so much in India. The guy described his wife to be a hot number who was 28 years old and used to be a model. I sent an instant reply. We exchanged about 50 emails back and forth for about 4 days. It obviously involved me sharing my explicit pictures with them. I was hooked to my email. I was constantly online waiting to hear from him. He finally decided to call me on the fourth day. That was when I realized the seriousness of the situation. This was actually going to happen. He emailed me saying that he is going to log off and will call me in a few minutes. I held the phone in my hand and was pacing back and forth in my room, my heart beating out of my chest. 

'Hello', my voice almost pitchy with nervousness. 'Hi Jay, how are you'. His voice was distinguished and I could tell that he was well educated and serious. 'I am fine, how are you', I said feeling easy. 'I was calling just to say that we liked your pictures. We are here in Bangalore for a wedding and will be free tomorrow'

'We will let you know the details by email'.

It was a short conversation and left me with a pounding heart. This was actually going to happen. I was as excited as I was nervous. The next day he texted me the address and we decided to meet at around 7 in the evening. I was told specifically to be there at 7 sharp because they had other engagements later.

Later that afternoon, I took a long relaxing hot bath and shaving my balls in the process. I checked my email and went through the instructions he had sent me. His wife liked polite and quite people who don't talk much. Well, she won't be disappointed on that front at least. I left home around half past 5. I kept telling myself that I loved having sex and I was pretty good at it. 'I can do it'. I bought condoms on the way. 

I reached their hotel 10 minutes before time. He had already given me his room number. As I made my way to the second floor, my mind went numb. I wasn't thinking anything at that point. I took one deep breath and knocked on their door. A short guy with a thick moustache opened the door. He looked well above 40's. We exchanged pleasantries. He seemed laid back and relaxed almost too casual which surprised me as he had told me that they haven't done this kind of thing before. 

I entered the room and there on the bed was his wife. I just stole quick furtive glances at her without staring openly. She seemed her age which was 28 and was really pretty. She was wearing a tight t-shirt and long spandex tights. I was introduced to her as per the instructions.

'Hi, how are you'. She just smiled.

'You look prettier than I had actually imagined'. I had practiced this in front of the mirror a couple of times so that I don't forget to say it no matter how his wife looked. But she was pretty so it fit. He asked me a few questions about what I do and some unimportant regular stuff.

There was a moment of awkwardness.

'So, have you done this before?'

'Yes, once'. I lied.

'You can go and change in the bathroom. There are track pants in the bathroom'. All this was going exactly as he had mentioned in the email. I went in, put my phone on silent and started taking my clothes off in a hurry. I got naked and pulled up my track pants. I looked myself in the mirror. I looked good, my body looked nice. I pulled the waistband of the tracks and took a look at my cock, nothing, still limp. I panicked for a second, what if I don't get an erection because I was so fucking nervous. I washed my face. 'I can do it', and stepped out.

I walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. She didn't even turn to look at me. He turned and nodded at me. I didn't know what that meant. 'So, honey shall we start'. She just smiled. There was a moment of awkwardness where I sat there looking at her feet and not knowing what to do. He got up and jumped on the bed and signaled me to join her on the other side. She smelled so good. It was then I felt my junior rising up to the occasion. I had this surge of confidence and kept my hand on her waist. She turned to face her husband and started kissing him. I almost crushed her from the other side and made sure that she felt my hardness in between her butts. She turned towards me and we kissed. I loved the cherry flavored lipstick she had on. We kissed passionately, my hand resting on her stomach. Somehow she was avoiding looking into my eyes but I didn't care for that much as long as she kept her eyes closed while kissing. She turned towards me completely and hugging me tightly. I started moving down her neck, between her breast to her stomach and lifted her top and kissed all over her stomach. I kept rubbing her inner thighs while I was at it, just not touching her pussy, not yet. The husband pulled her top all the way and off her. Her bra came off a second later. I traced my tongue from her belly button to her nipples. She had perky tits with large brown nipples. It just felt amazing in my mouth. The husband was on the other breast. I went back down kissing and started taking off her leggings. 

I got the glimpse of tiny black panties with something written in silver on one side. I took my time with her legs. Kissing her legs and inner thighs all the while scraping my hands on her breasts and occasionally kneading her butts. She lifted her butts to help me take off her panties. She lifted her legs all the way up while slowly took them off. I could see her pussy lips peeking at me from in between her closed thighs. I went back up and kissed her all over letting her feel my hard on her stomach. Her hands were all over my body and at one instance her hands grazed slightly but deliberately over my cock (which was still in my tracks). It was electric, my cock jumped at her touch and I didn't know if it could ever harder than this.

I was dying to taste her juices. I spread her legs and looked into her eyes letting her know of my intentions. She closed her eyes as my hands touched her softness. She was completely shaved, just the way I liked it. I licked all around her pussy. I took long licks of the sides of her pussy, teasing her. By this time the husband had moved to the side and was just sitting and watching and holding her hand. She had started moaning by now. I took the plunge and spread her lips and took one long lick. I rubbed her clit with my other hand and put two fingers inside her. She was very wet. I fucked her with two fingers and licked her clit and increasing my pace. Her moaning was just increasing and she was writhing and kept whispering something to her husband. 

'She is ready'. He said.

I got up and took off my track pants. I had never been naked in front of another man, at least not like this. I ignored him, not thinking about whether he was watching me or not. I slipped on a condom and went back to kiss her knowing she could taste herself on my lips. I rubbed my cock head up and down her slit and rubbed her clit with it almost making her beg for it. I finally just put the cockhead in and started pushing in slowly, she met me half way by pulling me over her and locking her legs behind me. I was in her to the hilt. 

'He is going to fuck you now'

'Yes yes...ummm honey'. She finally spoke something that I could understand. I started really giving it to her and fucking her hard. We fucked like this while the husband started kneading her breast and sucking on her nipples.

I pulled out and turned her around. She sat on all fours and turned around to look at me. I cock just got harder. Her ass was heavenly, creamy white and she had arched her back, pushing her ass invitingly. I could see her glistening and pouting cunt lips. I couldn't resist myself and went down for another lick of that delicious pussy. That got her squirming and she turned around and looked me in the eye.

'Fuck me'

I took me only a second to get into position and impale her with the hardest dick I ever had in my life. I fucked her fast and hard.

'Harder!!'

'She likes it harder'. He added.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her back and got off the bed so that my feet were on ground. I started really ramming it in. I pulled her hair back and started fucking her harder. She stood up, our bodies in full contact all the way. She turned around grabbed my head and kissed me and went back on all fours. She kept looking back and asking me to fuck harder. I bent over and and grabbed her breasts from behind and pinched her nipples hard. I took a look at her butthole and couldn't resist myself, after spitting a little on my finger, I put it inside. "Fuck yeah...!..ummm..." with that she started coming and I could feel her pussy contracting and a warm liquid engulfing my cock. I just wanted to come inside her right then...but I had special instructions and I didn't want to end it anyway. 

I pulled out and she took control and bent over to suck my cock...she took her time..licking from balls up and then slobbering over my cockhead. She rubbed it on the side of her face and then got on top of me. We kissed like crazy and she rubbed her pussy lightly on my rock hard cock. She held my cock and put it inside her quickly and then started fucking me wildly. I tried to grab her tits...but she pushed my hands back and held over my head and then just started bucking on me wildly, moaning all the time. Very soon she came again..and I couldn't hold it any longer. I got her off me quickly and made her lie on the bed and came all over her belly and tits. 

I bent over and kissed her, changed, said my goodbyes and left, wondering when will I see her again.



First Encounter



Occasionally I get the urge to see pictures of naked women. I know, huge surprise, right? You can see any number of random pictures across the internet but there is something fantastic about getting one sent to you randomly by someone you don't know. To this end, I will sometimes post an add on Craislist soliciting such photos. Usually I get spam from who knows where, but I have gotten real replies as well. One of these replies was from a girl named Michelle, or so she said. Again, the point is anonymity so it didn't matter if that was her real name or not.

She sent some great pictures. Never any of her face but there were some nice pictures of her playing with herself while snapping the photo with her phone. Suffice it to say they were hot. One picture was of her showing off her ass in the bathroom mirror. She had a great body, curvy in all the right places and very inviting. I used those photos wisely, if you know what I mean. One thing about Michelle was that she would also chat via email. It was rare to get more than one or two emails when meeting someone this way so she was like the proverbial 'real live hot chick' needle in the 'internet' haystack. This continued for a time where I would send her different photos I would get from other women on the internet and would occasionally get one in reply. This was an excellent arraignment as far as I was concerned. 

Late one Thursday, I had to make a trip to the local mall to pick up a birthday present for a relative of mine. I generally avoid the mall like the plague, but it was unavailable on this day. As I was walking through the middle of the mall, I notice a girl bending over, picking something up off the floor. She looked good and it caught my eye. She was wearing a loose fitting short skirt and a tight tank top. Her shirt had gotten hiked up just a little bit when she bent over and I could see a tattoo showing on her back. My heart jumped a little when I saw it. I had seen this tattoo before. It was the tattoo that was on Michelle's back in the photo she had sent me of her ass.

I suddenly got really nervous. I didn't want to just walk up and say, "Hey, I think I am the guy you sent dirty pictures to on the internet. How are you?" That seemed a little too forward. Plus I didn't really know if it was her, but I didn't want to let this opportunity pass by either just in case. One thing I had noticed about the emails she sent me were that they were from her iPhone. I too had a iPhone so I decided to send her an email and see if the girl in the mall reacted. I took a seat on a bench where I could see her looking at a kiosk of sunglasses and sent her a mail.

Me: Hi. Do you feel like playing a game?

I waited a couple of minutes and the girl at the kiosk had not stopped looking at the sunglasses. I also hadn't gotten any reply. When I was just about sure that this was not the same girl, I saw her put the sunglasses down and pick up her phone. She was typing something into the screen and then put it away. Moments later my phone buzzed to let me know I had received a new mail.

Michelle: What kind of game?

It was her. If I was nervous before, I hit a new level at this point. Luckily I was still sitting on the bench.

Me: It is like Simon says, but it is called Jack says. Feel like giving it a try?

She pulled out her phone again. It had to be her.

Michelle: Sure, but I am not at home.

Me: No problem. Use your phone and send me a pic of where you are and what you are wearing and we'll get started.

Obviously, I knew what she was wearing but I wanted to see if she was going to actually play along or if she was just going to pretend assuming that I would never know the difference. I saw her point her phone roughly in my direction and then typed something. My phone vibrated and I got a pic from the center of the mall.

Michelle: I am wearing a skirt, some flip flops and a tank top.

Well, so far she was playing along. This was starting to look like it was going to be a much more eventful trip to the mall that I anticipated.

Me: Excellent! Jack says, proceed to the food court and let me know when you get there.

She looked down at her phone, put the sunglasses down and preceded to the food court. I got up and started moving in that direction as well. I took a slightly different path so I ended up on the opposite side of where Michelle would enter.

Michelle: I'm here.

Here was the moment of truth. We had exchanged risque photos and emails before, but I am assuming she was at home for those. So either this was going to work or it would probably end right here,

Me: Great. Jack says, find a sexy girl in the food court and covertly take her photo and sent it to me.

I saw Michelle check her phone and then scan the crowd. She didn't move at first so I wasn't sure if that was going to be the last email I got. But just then she started to move. I saw her sit down two tables away from what looked like two college girls out shopping. She took out her phone. I could tell that she was pretending to be typing while she took the photo. If you hadn't known what she was really trying to do it would just look like she was texting someone. And actual she was sending me an email right after so it looked real natural. My phone buzzed and I got the photo of the two girls. I noticed one of the girls, a blonde, was also wearing a nice little skirt. Her legs were slightly open.

Me: Nice work! Jack says, I'd like to know what color panties the blonde girl is wearing.

Michelle pulled something from her purse. I was too far away to tell but it looked like a pen. She sat it next to her purse and then moved her purse in a way that knocked the pen to the ground. The pen rolled just a little bit closer to the girls. I saw Michelle reach for it and pick it up. My phone buzzed and it was a pic of the blonde girl again, but this time you could see right up her skirt. I hadn't been able to tell that when Michelle bent over to get the pen she had the phone in her other hand and snapped the picture. I had just assumed that she would look and just tell me the color. This was getting better by the minute.

Michelle: Pink!

Me: I see that. Jack says, how about yours?

This time I saw her move slightly so that we back was towards most of the food court. There weren't that many people milling around this late anyway. She slowly moved the phone between her knees and snapped a photo. When I got it, I saw that she was wearing plain white cotton panties. 

Me: Michelle, this will not do. Jack says, go find the nearest Victoria's Secret. Find something nice to try on and send me the results.

She got up from her table and started to leave the food court. It is hard to tell exactly how she was feeling, but it looked like she was pretty excited. She was moving quickly which I interpreted as a good sign. The Victoria's Secret shop was only a few stores down from the food court and I could see it from where I was sitting so I didn't have to move at this point. I watched her walk in but couldn't see her once she entered. A few minutes later my phone buzzed again. This time I got a full mirror shot of her wearing a very see through lacy white teddy and panties. 

Me: This is much better. Jack says, send me a photo that shows me if you are enjoying this game.

My phone buzzed a minute later. There were a couple of photos in this email. Michelle was sitting on the little bench they put in the changing rooms facing the mirror. She had lifted up one of her legs and in one photo was rubbing herself over the lacy panties. In the next one, she had pulled the panties down and was playing with her clit. The next photo was of her inserting her fingers all the way into her pussy. The last was just a closeup of her fingers. They were super wet with her juice.

Michelle: I may be enjoying this too much. I was playing with myself in the dressing room and I think the sales lady may have heard me. In any event, I think I will be buying that outfit. I don't think I can put it back on the rack now.

I was getting more and more turned on every second. Those last couple of photos just about put me over the edge. I knew the mall would be closing soon so I had to figure out a way for this game to get a happy ending. I think I figured out a way. I started taking a few pictures of my own.

Me: That was so hot, I can barely stand it. Jack says, follow the pics.

The first email I sent had a photo of the Victoria's secret from my vantage point in the food court. The second was the food court it self.

Michelle: How do you have these photos? Are you in the mall?

Me: No questions, yet. Jack says, follow the trail.

I sent her another pic farther down the mall. Then one of the sign for the store Dillards. I looked around and saw that the Mens section was empty of customers and sales people. I sent her a picture of the sign in that section. Then of the dressing rooms sign and finally of the number 8 on the door to the last dressing room on the left. I went in and waited. It didn't take very long. I heard a soft knock on the door and I opened it. Standing in front of me was Michelle, eyes wide and mouth a little open.

"You?", she asked.

"Me", I replied.

This seemed to be the only assurance she needed. I stepped back and she came into the dressing room shutting the door behind her.

"Did you like my game?", I asked.

"My turn.", she said. "Michelle says, get on your knees and clean up the mess you made."

I got down on my knees in front of her. I lifted the front of her skirt and found that she had soaked her white cotton panties. I pulled them down below her knees and began doing as she requested. I licked lightly at first and Michelle's knees almost buckled. She sat down on the seat which gave me a better angle and I started back at my task. I licked her lit first lightly then stronger. I moved my tongue down and would stick it in and out of her pussy before moving back to her clit again. I took my finger and slid it up between her hot wet lips. I could tell she was getting close so coming so I kept doing what I was doing. Soon she was ricking back and forth and her moaning was getting louder. She tilted her head back and I could feel her pussy tighten around my finger and see started shuttering with an orgasm.

"You like?"

"Michelle says, take that cock out a fuck me. Right. Now."

I was out of my pants in about two seconds flat. My erection was enormous at that point. Michelle turned over and put her hands on the bench and stuck her ass out towards me. I grabbed the end of my cock to direct it to the target. I had tons of precum leaking out already making the head of my cock very slippery. I pulled closer slid my cock right between her legs. Her pussy was more than ready after the first orgasm. It slid through with no problems. I started off slow because I was so turned on, I thought I would cum immediately. I think the danger of being caught fucking in a department store dressing room kept me from exploding right there. Once I got my rhythm, I was fine. While I was fucking her from behind, I stuck my thumb in my mouth and got it real wet. Then I reach down between thrusts and started to push it in her asshole. Michelle turned her head real quick and looked back up at me. She had a look of surprise on her face but was smiling. I kept pushing until my whole thumb was put there. I could feel my cock sliding back and forth, faster and faster. Michelle could sense that I was about to cum and moved forward so my cock came out of her pussy. She spun around and got on her knees and took the whole thing in her mouth. That was enough for me. I came hard and right into her mouth. She swallowed it and kept sucking my cock until nothing else was going to come out.

We dressed quickly because we figure we were pushing our luck with the time and getting caught. I walked with Michelle back out into the mall. I had completely forgotten about the gift and there wasn't much open at that point. We didn't say a whole lot. Eventually she went her way and I went mine. We have exchanged more emails, but have not seen each other again in a mall dressing room or any place else for that matter.



First Encounter



I'm riding the streetcar to go see him. Its a beautiful day, and my first day off in 2 weeks. We've had the hottest and most erotic email exchanges in the last few days that I can hardly believe he's for real.

I've been in a state of constant arousal since our first chat, and my whole body is vibrating. My hands are shaking and my mouth is dry as my streetcar stop gets closer. What if he doesn't like me? Oh god, I would die.

I hop off and walk to the door of the Delta. I like this place, been here before. So at least there's that.

He's already at the bar! Shit. I thought I'd be here first.

I'm wearing my little white shorts.( I hope he likes my legs)

God I need a glass of chardonnay!

He immediately recognizes me as I walk in. A slow smirk spreads across his face. I am aware of his eyes devouring my body. I blush slightly, embarrassed at my revealing clothes.

He stands. "Amy! I've been waiting for you!". He puts his arms around me and gives me a hug. I feel his hands slide down my ass to find out if I followed his orders. I blush furiously as I didn't have time to get the anal beads as he instructed. I hope he's happy with the plug.

"Hello Andrew! How are you?" I can't even look him in the eye. I am so hot for him I know he will sense it straight away.

"I ordered you a glass of chard. Hope that's ok" he says.

I swoon a little. Sit on the bar stool next to him. I'm still blushing and having a hard time making eye contact. And I can feel the buttplug grinding up into me.

His big hand is immediately on my thigh. I breathe a sigh of relief because that means at least he likes what he sees.

I take a sip of wine. Exactly what I needed to calm my nerves. Finally I have the guts to look at him. He smiles.

"Nice to finally meet you Amy."

What is it about the way he says my name?

The bartender looks over at us.

He knows exactly what's going on here. He's seen it a million times.

I make small talk, try to make him laugh. Meanwhile, his hand is sliding higher up my long leg.

The plug is making me uncomfortable, ashamed and yet aroused for some embarrassing reason.

He chugs back the last of his beer. Looks me in the eye.

"Amy, let's get the fuck out of here".

My pussy immediately floods. This is what I've been waiting for.

He puts his hand on the small of my back and hustles me out the door.

We get on the elevator and the door closes. He is on me like an animal! Shoving me against the wall. Pushing my legs apart with his. Crushing his mouth against mine. I am putty in his hands. He kisses me deeply and I can feel my nipples straining against my bra and shirt. I think my pussy may actually start to drip down my leg.

After an eternity, we reach his floor. He takes me by the arm and propels me ahead of him to his hotel room door. The key card reader beeps green and the door opens.

Oh god, what have I gotten myself into?

He pushes me into the room and the door closes.

I drop to my knees.

I need to serve him. This fascinating man who's made me cum so hard in the last few days with only his written word.

I unzip his khakis and his hard cock flops out. I open my mouth and slide my tongue under his raging cock.

He grabs my ponytail and shoves his cock as far down my throat as it will go. I feel the tears start to form. I gag a few times and he just laughs. He starts to slide his cock in and out of my throat as he drags my head back. Suddenly, he pulls out. Slaps me across the face and pushes me back on the bed.

I'm lying sort of sideways, with my legs and pussy hanging off the side of the bed. He takes my thighs and lifts them so his cock head is aimed directly at me. I take a deep breath....

He looks down at me and sees the fear and lust in my eyes.

"You didn't think you were gonna get off that easy did you, slut?"

He unbuttons my shorts. I lift my hips and he jerks them down.

"No panties? Fuck you are a little slut aren't you? Take your top off so I can see your tits. I've been waiting for that."

I obey immediately. My nipples are already so hard they are throbbing. He reaches out and grabs one roughly rolling it between his fingers and pinching it tightly. I hiss air between my teeth at the pain and pleasure. My pussy twitches.

"On all fours bitch."

I turn over and assume the position. Head down, ass up, just the way he likes it. He has a perfect view of my round ass stuffed with the purple plug. He taps on it and I feel like I could explode. Two fingers roughly enter my throbbing pussy.

"Look how wet you are already, whore."

He starts fucking his fingers in and out of my cunt and I can't help but moan. Suddenly, he pulls the plug out of my ass. I feel my hole gape open for a moment then slowly close.

"Mmm. I like the way that looked bitch. Can't wait til my cock's in there."

He pulls his fingers out of me and I hear his pants hit the floor.

He climbs onto the bed. Wraps his arm around me and pulls me onto my back. His strong arms spread my legs wide apart and my pussy splits open.

"Don't move," he growls.

His tongue flicks across my clit which is so engorged it hurts. I gasp.

He continues the slow torture of my cunt, licking and sucking, shoving his tongue into me. Its all I can do not to scream. Three fingers force their way in as he assaults my clit with his tongue.

And then the thumb. Gently teasing my asshole, pushing in just enough to make me crazy. I feel myself getting close....

"Please Sir. I'm so close. I need to cum so bad. May I please?" I beg.

"Not yet, slut."

He backs off and takes his thumb away.

"Oh god no! Please don't stop! Please I'm begging!" I can't believe he's stopping! I start to panic. What if he won't let me cum?

His tongue goes back for more and I start to writhe under him.

"I said don't move cunt!" He reaches up and slaps me across the face again.

I stop moving. This is fucking torture. I really don't know how I will control myself. Tears start to trickle down my face. He places his hand around my throat and whispers, "I will tell you when you can cum, you fucking whore."

With that, he really starts to abuse my pussy. I am screaming his name, crying like a little bitch. His tongue doesn't stop for a second. I feel like I may pass out.

Finally he rams his thumb back in my ass.

"Cum right now or you won't again today," he barks.

That's all I need. I explode, soaking his hand with my juices. I see stars.

"Good girl. Now get over here. This cock is not going to suck itself".

He gets up off the bed, walks to the desk chair and sits down. I follow and drop to my knees in front of him. His cock is raging hard.

I start to lick around the head of his dick and up and down the shaft. I take him between my lips and he growls with pleasure. He puts his hand on the back of my head, just to remind me who's in control. As if I could have forgotten.

I begin to bob up and down, taking as much of him in my mouth as I can.

Every once in a while the head hits the back of my throat, making me gag. Soon I'm drooling and my eyes are watering. His hand tightens in my hair and he bucks his hips at me, ramming his meat down my throat.

"Watch those fucking teeth bitch!"

I open my mouth as wide as I can and try to stay still as he face fucks me.

He wraps my hair around his fist and pulls my head back.

"Stand up and bend over the desk," he orders me.

I put my hands flat on the desk and lean over. I lift one knee and rest it on the desk, totally exposing myself to him. He stands behind me and with one quick thrust his cock is buried balls deep in me.

"Oh god sir, that cock is so good! Fuck me like the cheap slut that I am. Please Sir. Fuck me hard!"

He is ruthless. Every stroke feels like it will split me in two. He still hasn't let go of my hair, and soon he pulls my head up by my ponytail. Our eyes meet in the mirror above the desk, and I am a disaster. My face is red and sweating, mascara running down my cheeks.

"Watch me fuck you, whore. I want you to see what a slut you look like while you take my cock."

His eyes never leave mine as he pounds me from behind. I can feel his balls slapping against my ass with every stroke. I'm panting and moaning like a bitch in heat.

He reaches around and cups my tits in both hands, crushing and squeezing them roughly.

"I like the way your tits bounce while I piledrive you."

He lets go of one nipple and reaches between my legs to my punished clit. Flicks it cruelly. I start to whimper, feeling another orgasm building in me.

"I can't stand much more Sir. Please. Your cum. I need it in me so bad!" I try to plead with him.

"Shut up bitch. I'll cum when I'm fucking ready not because of your fucking whining."

Fuck, when will I learn to shut up?

"Lean forward more," he orders me. I put my face on the desk and lift my ass higher. I know exactly what's coming to me now. He spits on my asshole and pushes his thumb back in. His cock is still punishing my pussy and I'm about to lose it.

The other thumb joins in my ass and he starts to pull my ring open. Another gob of spit lands and he rubs it into my hole.

"You wanted it rough, eh?" he snarls into my ear.

"Be careful what you wish for, cunt."

He jerks his dick out of me. I tense up knowing this is going to hurt. He noses the tip of his cock up to my now-stretched asshole and slowly starts to slide in. I feel the little pop and the familiar burn as he pushes in harder. His teeth are gritted and the cords in his neck stand out. I see in his face that he is about to cum. He strokes in and out a few more times, and I can feel his balls tightening against me. One more deep stroke and he explodes, shot after shot of his hot cum deep into my ass. He roars and clamps his teeth on my neck. I can't hold back anymore. His pleasure is my reward. I cum again, hoping I did a good job.



First Encounter



The minute she walked into the crowded club, she felt his presence. She was very nervous about being here, having never been willing to act upon her submissive nature before. In a moment of pure spontaneity she had agreed to come to this club, where dominant men find submissive women. And here she was, unsure of what to do. 

She had met him online a couple of months ago. They had never exchanged personal information. She didn't even know his name. She had seen a picture of him. He had seen one of her also. When he suggested they meet, she reluctantly accepted, not wanting to drive him away. 

He noticed her as soon as she walked in. She was short, probably only 5'4" or so. She had very long wavy blonde hair that ended only inches away from her shapely little ass. She had beautiful cleavage. She was nervous, he observed. Very nervous. He smiled, sensing how new she was to the whole experience. He strides over to her. She felt like she was being watched, and was slightly uncomfortable. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and because she was so tense, she jumped. He ran his hands down her arms and back up slowly, giving her shoulders a little squeeze. "Hello, pet." He says quietly into her ear, so that she can feel his warm breath against her neck. She shivers. 

"Hi." She barely gets the words out, she's so nervous. 

"Will you come with me, little one? I would like to take you back to my home and make you a very happy woman." He whispered. She panicked for a moment, then relaxed, remembering how badly she had always wanted this. 

"Yes, please. But I'm so inexperienced." He squeezed her shoulders again. 

"The perfect sub is trained by her Master and is tailored to fit His needs. You are a blank slate, pet, and I am lucky enough to choose what goes into your pages. Come." And with that, he turned and left, knowing she'd eagerly follow. She did, and climbing into his car, took a few calming deep breaths.

The drive to his home was short and on the way she took in the sight of him. He was tall, at least 6 feet. He's well built, and very muscled. His skin is a gorgeous deep brown, and his eyes are a light hazel. The contrast is stunning. He glances over, making her aware of how rudely she is staring. She blushes and immediately turns away. He reaches over and grabs her chin, pulling her eyes back to his. 

"You may look at me, pet." He says softly, and she gives him a small smile. A thought crosses her mind and before she can filter it, she says it.

"What is your name?" He tightens his grasp on her chin. She shrinks back, unsure of his reaction.

"My pet, you will never call me by my name. I will tell you, but if it ever crosses your lips unless directly ordered by me, you will be severely punished. Am I understood?"

"Yes." Her voice is almost inaudible. 

"Very good. My name is Damion. Never will you use my name unless I instruct you to do so. Now, pet. What is your name?" She sighs, relieved that he was not angry with her, chiding herself for not thinking. 

"Cara. What should I call you?" He releases her chin. 

"You will address me as Master or Sir." He smiles. Her nervousness returns. The fear of disappointing him or forgetting his instructions scares her. She begins to talk fast. 

"I've never done this. I've never been submissive. I know that's what I am, but I've never been with a Dom. My only sexual experiences are just normal sex."

"That's ok. What are your limits?" She frowns. 

"I don't know. I suppose we'll find out as they come up."

"How about humiliation, names, degradation, things like that?"

"I don't mind it. I kind of like it." She says shyly. 

"Good. Don't look embarrassed. This is nothing to be embarrassed about. We are both adults, and this is our lifestyle. You will never feel shame for what you are to me, is that understood, pet?" He says softly. She nods, feeling silly for being embarrassed. She is surprised at how easily this man is controlling her emotions. Mmmm, control. That's what she's always wanted in a lover and now she has it. He pulls her out of her thoughts. "We're here, pet. Come inside." She follows him inside. Just before they get to the door, he stops and turns to her.

"When you walk inside of this door, you are mine. You will do as I say when I say it and if you do not, you will be punished. The safe word is red. If you ever say the safe word, I will immediately stop what I am doing, release you from any bonds, and take you into the bathroom to clean you off and we will discuss why you needed to say the safe word. I will push your limits and sometimes I will take you too far. You can always stop me, but I expect you to take as much as you can. I will be very rough with you and it will take getting used to. In return, I will protect you and love you more than you've ever been loved before. Am I clear?" She swallowed and closed her eyes. After a moment, she nodded and they entered the house. He took her purse from her and went to the kitchen, pouring them both a glass of wine. He led her into an expansive living room and directed her onto the sofa. 

"Do you have a name you would like to be called, pet?" She thought for a moment. 

"No. That's up to you, Sir." She smiled, proud of herself for remembering his title. Another question pops into her head. 

"What are your rules, Master?"

"You will do as I say when I say it. Any hesitation or disobedience will lead to punishment. You will not look me directly in the eye. You will wear only the clothing that I approve. You will cook for me, clean for me, and be prepared to please me at a moment's notice. You will never cum without permission."

"Ok."

"Good. Now, set your glass down and turn around."

"Mmmm, very nice." He slaps her ass hard, surprising her. 

"Every time you speak to me, you will address me as Master or Sir. Do I make myself perfectly clear?" She closes her eyes tightly and swears at herself. 

"Yes, Master. I'm sorry I forgot, Master. Please be patient with me. I want so badly to learn to please you."

"Very good, slut. I will be patient with you, but you will learn the rules. Now, are you ready?"

"Yes, Master." He grabbed her hips lightly and turned her around until she was facing him. 

"Mmmm good. Take your shirt and skirt off." She hesitates. 

"Now, slave. Don't make me wait." She hurriedly completes her task and stands before him. 

"Now get on all fours like an animal and crawl your slutty little ass over to me." She drops down to all fours and slowly crawls over to him. 

"I want you to kneel in front of me." She raised up onto her knees. 

"Do you want my dick, bitch?" He caught her by surprise and she hesitated. 

"Do you?" He asked sharply. 

"Yes, Master." He smiled down at her. 

"I knew you would, whore. Unzip my pants." 

"Yes, Master." She quickly unzips his pants.

"Good girl. Now take my boxers off with your teeth. Slowly." She leaned forward and took his waistband in her mouth, gently pulling on it until they came down off of his hips. She gasped as his hard cock came into full view. He grabbed his cock in his hand and began to slowly stroke it back and forth. Much to her surprise, his dick grow larger.

"You want this, pet?" 

"Yes, Master. Very much."

"Good. Little whores like you love dick. Does my pretty little whore want to suck on it?"

"Would that please you, Master?" She looked up, but remembered the rules just before making eye contact with him, swiftly glancing downward again. He smiled and ran his fingers along her jawline.

"Such a good girl. Yes, it would please me." He moved so that his cock was right next to her mouth. She licked her lips and took Master's cock into her mouth, slowly moving up and down on him.

"Very good, my little bitch slut." He placed his hand on the top of her head. She continued and took him as far as he could go, trying not to gag. This displeased him. 

"Choke on it, pet." He grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her down until her nose touched his skin. She gagged, but didn't dare pull away.

"Take it." He began to fuck her face, thrusting in and out of her mouth. She stayed still, eagerly letting him fuck her face. He pulled out briefly for her to get air. 

"Good, pet. Do you like it when your Master fucks your face, bitch?"

"Yes, Master. Have I pleased you, Master?"

"Not yet, bitch. Keep sucking, then we will see if you have pleased me." 

"Mmmm, fuck yes. Take me into your hand, pet." She moved until her mouth was only around the tip and took him in her hand, moving up and down, while swirling her tongue around him. 

"Do you like touching my dick, whore? Do you like sucking it?" He pulled her head back for her response. 

"Yes, Master."

"Now let's try something else out. Stand up." She obediently and quickly stood.

"I want you to remove your bra and panties. Very slowly, pet." She reached behind her back, unclasping her bra and pulling the strap from her shoulders, revealing her breasts and letting the bra fall to the floor. Then she hooked her thumbs into the waistline of her panties and slowly inched them down her hips to pool at her feet. He looked her body up and down and licked his lips.

"I am going to fuck you so hard that you will beg for it never to end." Excitement stirred in her stomach. 

"Go to the bedroom and lay down on your stomach." She obeyed him immediately quickly heading down the hallway, pausing only for him to show her which room. 

"Do you want me to fuck your ass, bitch?" His question surprised her, but she answered without hesitating. 

"Yes, Master." He walked up behind her and climbed onto the bed, straddling her from behind. 

"You have a nice ass, pet." 

"Thank you, Master." He spanked her a few times. 

"Have you ever been fucked in the ass, pet?" 

"No, Master." 

"Good, this might hurt a bit." And with that, he spread her ass wide and plunged inside of her, completely filling her. She yelped and bit her lip, the pain bringing her to the point of passing out. She felt blood on her tongue as she realized her lip was now bleeding. 

"Does that feel good, whore? Do you like to be fucked in the ass?" He grabbed her hips and rocked back and forth, showing no mercy. 

"Yes, Master. But it hurts." 

"I don't fucking care if it hurts, pet. This is for my pleasure." He began to slam into her harder. She whimpered and tried to relax her muscles, wanting to please him. Tears stung her eyes as the pain continued. 

"Are you crying?" He reached forward and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back to see her face. 

"Good. This will soon become pleasure, my little slut." He took his free hand and began to fondle her breasts, getting deeper from leaning forward. She relaxed and slowly the pain began to dissipate and pleasure crept in. 

"Does this feel good, pet?" He growled into her ear, grinding his hips against her ass, increasing her pleasure. He slowed down, not wanting to cum too soon, and she became very sensitive, each thrust doubling her pleasure until she was quivering underneath him. 

"Master, can your slut cum, please?"

"Hell no! You will cum when I give you permission, you ungrateful bitch." But she was already lost to her orgasm. She trembled terribly, trying to control herself, but it was no use. He quickly pulled out of her and stepped back. Tears stung her eyes. 

"I'm sorry, Master. I'm so sorry." She stayed where he left her, shaking slightly from her receding orgasm and from her newfound fear.

"You have angered me, pet. You will be punished as I see fit. Am I understood?" He spoke very quietly and very controlled. She nodded. He walked over to the nightstand and began pulling things out of the top drawer. 

"Onto your back, slut." She quickly moved onto her back. She muttered apologies while he waited for her to get settled. 

"It's too late for sorry, pet. You need to be punished. Now, give me your hands." He took each of her wrists and handcuffed them to each of the bedposts. He went back to the nightstand and came back, something she couldn't quite see in his hands. He motioned for her to give him her ankles. She quickly obeyed. He proceeded to knot the end of two pieces of rope to her ankles and threw the rope over the wooden slab connecting the tops of the bedposts. He yanked and her legs and waist were pulled up suddenly. Only the top of her back and up was still on the bed. Her ass was about 2 feet about the bed and her legs were hoisted higher and secured tightly. He gave her a few moments to adjust to the new position. He walked around the front of the bed and suddenly the world went dark. He had blindfolded her. A small part of her panicked, but mostly she enjoyed the darkness because she could no longer see how angry he was. She lay there thinking about how she would redeem herself. She had barely registered the swoosh sound when she felt excruciating pain across both her nipples. She screamed loudly and was rewarded with a ball gag roughly shoved into her mouth. Tears slid down her cheeks as her nipples began to throb painfully. 

"Since you cannot speak, pet, I will count for you, however, in the future, when you are punished, you will count every stroke and thank me for each one. But since this is your first punishment, I believe you'll be too loud. When I am done, I will remove the gag and you may thank me. Do not forget to thank me or you will receive worse punishment." Another terribly painful smack landed at the tops of her thighs. She screamed into the gag. 

"One, slut." Another smack across her stomach. 

"Two, slut." The cane rained down on her three more terribly painful times. By the time he had finished, her throat was sore from screaming and her eyes burned from her tears. Red welts were beginning to form where he had struck her. He came up and gently removed the gag from her, massaging her cheeks where the cold leather had held it into place. He patted her cheek lightly and she quickly remembered her instructions. 

"Thank you, Master, for your correction. Please forgive your slut. She is so sorry, Sir. I'm so sorry." She began to cry again, not from the pain, but for disappointing him. He kissed her lightly on the cheek. 

"You took your punishment so well, my sweet pet. For that you will be rewarded, my love." She sighed, so glad to have pleased him. He removed her blindfold and moved to the end of the bed, untying her legs from their high perch and securing her ankles to the bottom of the bedposts so that she was lying flat again. When he was finished, he climbed onto the bed and straddled her stomach. He began to run his hand over her breasts and shoulders. She moaned and arched her back to meet his hands. He looked at her lovingly.

"Would you like for me to kiss you, my sweet pet?"

"Oh, yes, Master, please." He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. She moaned into his mouth, making him deepen their kiss and bit her lip aggressively. His hand made its way down to her pussy. She moaned as he slipped his index finger and middle finger into her. 

"Oh, I see. Excited are we, pet?" He slowly moved his fingers back and forth, feeling her muscles clenched around him. 

"Yes, Master. I want you badly, Sir." She pushed against his hand, wanting to feel him deeper. He laughed softly and kissed her again, nibbling at her lips and catching her tongue. 

"Shall I kiss another pair of lips for you, pet?" She moaned again and nodded yes, her mouth too dry for words. He smiled and slowly moved down her body, planting kisses along the way. He came to her pussy and licked slowly, causing her to buck her hips. He pinched her thigh, and she went still again. He continued to lick her, feeling her body begin to quiver in response. She moaned again and clenched her fists, pulling against her restraints. Her breathing increased and she tightened the muscles in her thighs. 

"Please, Master. I'm afraid I'll cum..." He slowed to a stop, giving her a break to relax. 

"Thank you, Master. I don't want to disobey you again, Sir." He smiled at her and crawled back up to kiss her. 

"Very good, pet. I'm pleased with you." She smiled and he kissed her again. 

"Do you feel deserving of a reward, pet?" Her brow furrowed as she felt this was a trick question. She thought for a few minutes then answered quietly. 

"If it pleases you, Master, your slave would love a reward." He beamed a smile at her and she smiled back, very happy with her answer. He straddled her body again and pressed the tip of his cock against her. She squirmed and tried to push her hips into him. He smiled and spanked her, stilling her. He entered her quickly, her wetness allowing him to go all the way in one thrust. She gasped and he began to move slowly back and forth, not wanting the scene to end too quickly. After what seemed to her like hours, he began to speed up. She pulled desperately against her restraints, repeating in her head his order not to cum without permission. He moaned and reached down to grab her by the hair, fucking her hard and fast now. 

"Please, Master. Cum for me, Sir!" He quickened his pace and clenched his muscles. 

"Cum for me, my little slut." She needed no further encouragement. Her body shook as her orgasm rocked through her. He came shortly after, moaning loudly into her ear as another wave of orgasm hit her. She screamed, pulling hard against the restraints. After a few moments, their bodies relaxed, and he moved to her side, undoing the restraints on her wrists. He slowly got up and undid the ones on her ankles also. He went to the nightstand and got some soothing lotion. He rubbed her wrists and ankles where the marks from the cuffs were. Then he rubbed it into the welts the cane had left on her. He returned to her side and pulled her close to him, her head resting against his chest. 

"How do you feel, pet?" He kissed her forehead and smoothed her hair away from her eyes. 

"I feel amazing, Master. It was delicious." 

"You did very well, my sweet slave. I think you'll be very happy here, Cara." He smiled down and at her. She smiled back, cuddled closer to him and closed her eyes. 

"I'll be happy wherever you are, Master."



First Encounter



I had met her through an Internet personal. I was a submissive guy who was searching for someone to make me her play toy. She was looking for the toy.

I had been submissive for as long as I could remember. As early as 4 or 5 I could remember seeing pictures of women in bondage on the covers of magazines like True Detective. The thing was, I identified with the women, I was the one who wanted to be tied up. Of course, at 5, what did I know about BDSM? All I knew was that when I tied myself up, or played Cops and Robbers, or Cowboys and Indians and was tied up, that I was excited. I didn't know it was sexual excitement until I reached my teens. My first masturbation fantasies involved me being kidnapped, used and abused by women, forced to serve their desires. I graduated to phone sex, then real time sessions with Mistresses.

In my early years, I had felt strange, and alone. This wasn't normal, was it? Worshiping a woman's boots, allowing her to whip me, to spank me like a little child. Subjugating my needs and desires to hers. There must be something terribly wrong with me, I thought. I allowed many women to beat me raw, to leave me broken and crying, while they told me how useless and worthless I was, offering no sympathy at all. I thought they were perfect. They were the dominants I had always read and fantasized about.

And yet, somehow, it felt wrong. It all came to a head one night when a Mistress decided to practice her single tail whip skills, or lack thereof, on me. I left her with tears in my eyes, barely able to walk. In the morning, I awoke with large ugly welts on my back, ass and flanks. Worse, I was pissing blood. A frightening trip to the Emergency Room (imagine the explanations), and I was told I had some kidney damage, but nothing that wouldn't heal in a few days...well, except for my psyche.

Of course, I never saw the whip wielding Domme again. For a long time, in fact, I interacted with no one. I was afraid...and miserable. I craved BDSM, craved submitting myself to another, but was too afraid of the embarrassment, and the inevitable hurt. I started slow, entering discussions on newsgroup pages, and chat rooms. I was amazed by what I learned. Submissives weren't useless pieces of shit...they were human beings! They had needs, just like the Dominant. As a submissive, I could set limits; I didn't have to do everything a Domme told me to, or allow myself to be hurt. Safe words! Safe, sane and consensual! Concepts that allowed me to venture back out.

I began to meet others to play with. Mistress Nicole was the first Domme I had met who actually laughed while she played, who didn't act as if I was a drain and bother. She taught me to respect myself, and let me know what a gift to her my submission was. I was brokenhearted when she moved out-of-state.

I had mostly subsisted on submitting to a succession of professional dominants since she had moved. Some were good, some were bad, but in the end, I always felt like "the clock was running," and I was intruding on their time.

Then I met Andrea.

I answered her Internet ad. It was one of many I'd answered before, usually with the pessimistic feeling that I would never hear anything from her. She was upfront about wanting an intelligent submissive, one who could write more than a two-sentence e-mail. She also made it clear she was looking for a Domme/sub relationship, a personal play toy. We started e-mailing back in forth. She said she was impressed by my answers and appreciated the way I shared my thoughts and insights with her. I hadn't thought about my experiences or analyzed them quite so thoroughly in quite a long time. We seemed to be on the same page and looking for the same things. We set a time to meet. We talked about having dinner, and when I asked her how long I should expect to stay out, she said, "Be ready to stay very, very late. You never know what might happen."

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I pulled into the parking lot of a large shopping center, and a car flashed its lights at me. I pulled up next to it, and got my first look at Mistress Andrea. She was more beautiful than I had imagined. In her eyes, I could see a devilish wickedness. As she rolled down her window, she threw me a beaming smile, "Hi, you must be David." she said.

"And you must be Andrea. I'm very delighted to meet you." I replied.

"Well then, why don't you get out of your car, and come over here into mine." I did as she asked. When I sat in the passenger seat, she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. She was dressed in a white silk blouse that amply showed off her cleavage, and gave me a glimpse of the black leather bra underneath, leather skirt, stockings and patent leather high heels, all in black. "I'm glad we're finally getting together. Do you want to go get something to eat?"

I agreed, and we went off to a small restaurant. While we ate, we talked about D/s and each of our experiences. Mistress Andrea had been submissive for a long time, but had found it went against her nature. She had learned much as a submissive, and knew the feelings and desires I was likely going through. She looked at BDSM as a teaching and learning experience, for both the Domme and submissive. She understood the trust I would place in her, and how she would need to earn that trust. "I can't just tell you 'Trust me' and expect you to do it," she explained, "I have to show it in actions. If you safe out and I don't honor that, how can you trust me? If you tell me you absolutely, positively don't want to do something, and I coerce you into it, what kind of trust will you have in me?" she explained.

Dinner was over, and we headed back out into the parking lot, and to her car. I walked around and opened her door, then went back to the other side and slid into the passenger seat. Mistress Andrea looked over at me, and put her hand on my thigh, "I'd really like to play with you tonight," she announced.

I licked my lips nervously, "I'd like that," I answered, and got a big smile in return.

"I was hoping you'd say that," she put the key in the ignition, and started the car. A change seemed to come over her as we left the parking lot. She didn't become a stone cold bitch, but her demeanor certainly become more like a superior addressing a subordinate. A Mistress speaking to her slave.

"We're going to go to my place, and I'm going to use you. I'm going to make you my slave, my slut, my whore. The rules are very simple. You will address me as Mistress or Mistress Andrea at all times. You will do anything I ask, when I ask it, or you will be punished," she smiled evilly, "Or I may just punish you because I feel like it. Your safe words are yellow - for slow down, and red - for stop." Her mood lightened, "I promise you, David, I will honor those. Don't be afraid to use them."

"Yes, Mistress Andrea," I answered softly.

"This is going to be so much fun," she gushed, "For both of us." She paused for a moment, "When we get to my place, you will open my door, and then follow me inside. Once inside, we're going to go into the living room. I will sit on the couch, and you will strip in front of me. The first thing I want to do is inspect my property."

She slowed the car as we pulled up in front of her home. I got out quickly, and walked around the car, opened her door, and took her hand, helping her out. I followed obediently behind her to the door. I followed her through it, down a short hallway, and into the living room, watching the sexy sway of her ass in front of me. She sat on the couch, and smiled up at me. "Well? Strip, slut." she ordered.

I quickly took off my clothes, and in short order, stood before her, completely naked, my rock hard cock jutting out. "Come closer," she said, beckoning with her index finger. She ran her hands over my cock and balls, "If you're very, very, very good, you may get to use this later," she said, running her finger from the base to my cock head, "You're very excited," she said, as she took a drop of precum onto her finger, and raised it to my lips, "Lick it off," she quietly commanded, as I sucked her finger into my mouth. Her hands wandered to my chest, and began play with my nipples, "Such small nipples," I gasped as she pinched them both. She laughed. It was deep and throaty, "And so very sensitive. That's going to be interesting later on. Turn around."

Her hands began to roam over my bottom. "Oh, this is a nice ass, " she reported, "but so white." She smacked me, "That's a little better, but I need it to be a lot redder." Her hand wandered over the left side of my hip, over the scar that was still there from the single tail. Her voice changed, it was one of concern, "Is this where she hit you with the whip?"

"Yes, Mistress Andrea."

She kissed it, and then moved her head around so she was looking up at me. "I will never do that to you," she said, and the depth of feeling in her voice and the emotion in her eyes was almost overwhelming. I knew then that any issues of trust were irrelevant. I would trust her to take me as far as she wanted.

Her hands returned to my ass. "Bend over and grab your ankles." As I did, she spread my ass cheeks apart, and I felt a finger run down my ass, to my virgin hole. "So, you've never been fucked?" she asked, "Never had your cherry popped?"

"No, Mistress. Nothing larger than a medium butt plug, about an inch-and-a-half around. Mistress Nicole said I was 'deep, but not very wide.' We were working on that when she moved away."

"I guess I'll just have to finish what she started." She sat back on the couch. "Turn back around and kneel in front of me." I knelt before her, and cast my eyes downward. She lifted my chin up, so that I was looking into her eyes. She just gazed at me for a moment. "I want you to look at me, David. You don't need to gaze at the floor." She gave me a gentle smile, "I want you to know, I'm not going to hurt you. I will keep you safe. Do you understand that?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good," she said, letting go of my chin, "Show your submission to me by kissing the toe of each of my shoes once, and tell me you want to be mine."

I planted a kiss on the toe of each of her shoes. The smell was intoxicating, "Make me yours, Mistress Andrea."

She reached down and placed a collar around my neck. "This is a training collar, slave. You will wear it whenever you serve me. It signifies your submission to me, and my ownership of you." She stood up, towering over me, "Crawl on your hands and knees behind me. We're going to go into the bedroom."

I followed her down the hall and into the bedroom. It was obvious I had been set-up, not that I was complaining. Oh, I guess Mistress Andrea's bedroom could have always been decorated like a medieval sexual torture chamber, but somehow, I doubted it. Laid out on the king-sized bed in the center of the room were a set of ankle and wrist cuffs, floggers, crops and paddles. A chest of drawers was against one wall, with various straps on top. A few of the drawers were open, and I could see various implements, including clamps, clothespins, dildos and vibrators nestled inside of them. Just in front of the bed, hanging from ceiling hooks was a long bar, with eye bolts and snap hooks at each end. Mistress Andrea proceeded to place the ankle and wrist cuffs on me, then attached me to the bar, attaching a spreader bar to my ankles. She placed a blindfold over my eyes, and then tweaked a nipple, "Don't go anywhere," she laughed and I heard her walking out of the room.

My senses were hyper aware. I heard every creak and groan in the house. I could smell the slight scent of Mistress Andrea's perfume. However hyper acute my senses were, though, they weren't able to discern when she returned. She told me later that she had stood in the doorway for several minutes, just looking at me, seeing that I was under her control, that I was there to please her. I didn't know she was there until the feathery touch of her hand caressed my ass, making its way up my back, and removing the blindfold.

I caught my breath as I stared at her. She stood naked before me, except for the black thigh-high stockings and a pair of knee high leather stiletto heeled boots she had obviously changed into. Her coral colored nipples stood out proudly from her breasts, stiff and engorged with blood. The trimmed triangle of hair at her crotch glistened with moistness. She smiled wickedly, as she stepped forward, grabbed my cock and squeezed, "Like what you see, bitch? I can tell that you do." She reached over to the chest, removed a ball gag and placed it in my mouth, securing the strap behind my head. "Snap your fingers," I did, "That is now your safe word. Snap your fingers 3 times if it's too much."

She stepped over to the bed and picked up a flogger, swished it through the air experimentally. "First, I'm going to flog, paddle and crop you. Two reasons. First," she brought the flogger down with a "SWACK" upon my ass, and I moaned into the gag, "because I can't stand a pale...white...ass." She punctuated each word with a blow from the flogger. "And second, because I find it much better to get obedience later when I let you know what you can expect for disobedience."

Mistress Andrea then set about flogging my shoulders, back and ass. The only sounds in the room were the flogger hitting my skin and my moans. I like being flogged, especially on my back. When used by a true expert, and Mistress Andrea was, a Domme can get so many different sensations out of a flogger. It can be a dull, diffuse, sensation, that spreads over your entire back, kind of like a "thudding" sensation; it can be sharp and stingy; or somewhere in between. I was slowly beginning a descent into my own headspace, losing contact with the outside world. When I was all the way into that subspace, Mistress Andrea would be able to do anything to me - and I'd give her anything she asked.

"Much nicer," she observed, running her soft, cool hand over my, I was sure, reddened back and ass. She walked back around to the front of me, put the flogger on the bed, then turned and ran her hand along my cheek, "Doing okay, pet?"

"MMMffff," I said into the gag, nodding my head. She smiled, then turned and picked up what looked like a leather ping-pong paddle. She walked back behind me. I felt her rubbing the cool leather against my hot skin. I prepared myself for the blow when I felt it lift off my ass.

I screamed quietly into the gag when the blow landed, but it changed it into a high-pitched moan. A paddle has a distinctly different sensation from a flogger, just like a crop has a different sensation from either. A paddle, while it stings, does so over a much larger area. Thankfully, Mistress Andrea had warmed me up with the flogger first. I need that, and Mistress Andrea knew to work from a less intense to more intense sensory feeling as she took me deeper into myself. She rhythmically paddled my ass, a blow coming every 3 -- 4 seconds, alternating from one side to the other. Occasionally, she'd stop, and run her hand over my bottom, sending chills through me. She began to speed up the paddling, ending in a final crescendo of blows that left me crying out weakly.

"That was very good, pet," she whispered into my ear. "You took so much for me." She reached over to the bed and picked up a crop, "But it's not quite over yet."

She stood next to me, her legs straddling my side, one in front of me, one behind. She rubbed the crop along my ass, while her other hand ran up my chest and playfully stroked and pinched my nipple. Her nipples brushed against me as she slowly began cropping my ass, leaving pinpoints of sharp pain in its wake. The cropping was short. After only a few minutes, she threw the crop to the bed. Still standing next to me, she reached behind my head and undid the ball gag, removing it from my mouth. "Are you okay, pet?"

I knew I was in deep, since her voice seemed to come from far away. For me, subspace is like a drug. I can understand how addictive drugs must be, especially if they feel like this. I craved this feeling, and hadn't reached it with anyone else since Mistress Nicole. I'd been close, but never this deep. A sense of complete and utter calmness pervaded me. I felt like I was floating. "I'm fine, Mistress." I replied quietly.

Her fingers brushed my lips, and I could smell her scent, and taste her, "You make me so wet," she told me as I sucked and licked her juices off her fingers. She reached up above me, and released the wrist cuffs from the bar. She then reached down below, and released my ankles from the spreader bar. Mistress Andrea sat on the corner of the bed, "Kneel before me slave."

I knelt, and she tapped the toes of her boot against my cock and balls, causing a drop of precum to splatter on her boot, "Lick that off." She leaned back on her arms, as I worshiped her boot, "What am I going to do with you next?" she mused.

She just sat there for a few moments, watching me lick and kiss her boot. "You do that very well," she remarked, "But I think you're enjoying it a little too much." She stood up then, and beamed that wicked smile, "Time for my enjoyment...again. Get up here on the bed. On your back in the center." When I was lying there, she ordered me to spread out my arms and legs, and then secured me spread-eagled. My wrist cuffs were snap locked to eye hooks in the headboard. My ankle cuffs were tied by a length of rope which ran through a set of pulleys attached to the headboard above those eye hooks. Lastly, Mistress Andrea used two snap locks to attach to D-rings on either side of my collar, which in turn snapped onto another set of eye hooks in the headboard.

"You are such a beautiful and responsive little slut," she mused as she slid off the bed and made her way over to the chest of drawers. I couldn't see what she was doing. The way she had secured the collar left me no ability to turn my head, but I could hear her rummaging around, retrieving things. She was back by my side shortly, and put her implements on the bed. "Let's start with these," she said, holding up a pair of clover clamps before my face. She began to tweak and twist my nipples, then lowered her mouth to first one, then the other, licking it, sucking it, biting it. My nipples are very sensitive, and she was giggling as I writhed and moaned beneath her ministrations. "Ready?" was all she said, as she snapped them both on at once.

My back arched "AHHHHH!" I loudly moaned as they bit into my tender flesh.

"Breathe, David." I heard Mistress Andrea command, as her hand slid down and began caressing my balls, diverting my attention from the fire in my chest. Quietly, soothingly, she began speaking to me, "Breathe, it's okay. I just want you to keep them on for a few minutes. You'll make me so happy if you do." Her hand was stroking up and down my rock hard shaft now, and she laughed throatily, "It can't hurt too bad...you're hard and dripping my little bitch." After a moment, I heard her say, "Open your eyes, David. Look at me."

She was smiling, her face inches away from mine. I could see concern in her green eyes, but also longing and barely contained sexual energy. "Are you okay? Do you want me to take them off?"

I shook my head...or tried to anyway. "No...no, Mistress Andrea. I'm okay now."

She leaned down and kissed me, deeply, her tongue gliding over my teeth and tongue. I felt her sliding her pussy against my leg, "Do you feel that?" she asked, "Can you feel how absolutely soaked you're making me?"

"Yes." I could feel the wet trail she was leaving down my leg.

"I could cum right now...but I'm not going to. We still have much more to do. Are you ready to go on?"

"Oh god, yes, Mistress."

The hand that had been stroking my cock stopped. It was back seconds later, attaching clothespins to my cock and balls. I moaned, but it didn't hurt nearly as much as the nipple clamps had. For some reason or another, I'm not as sensitive down there. When Andrea had finished attaching 5 pins along my scrotum, and 2 on either side of my cock head, she began flicking all of the clamps at random with her fingers.




First Encounter



"I like torturing cocks, balls and nipples," she said idly, as I gasped and writhed. "Cocks and balls especially, because most men are so protective of them...understandably so. Then again, most dominants like to torture female slave's clits, pussies and tits. It never did anything for me...either as a sub or a Domme."

I felt pinpricks on my chest, as she had picked up a Wartenburg wheel, and began running it all over my body. She ran it around my now almost numb nipples, then down my stomach, and over my engorged and sensitive glans. "God, I love how you squirm," she observed.

She had tired of the wheel, and slid off the bed. Again, I couldn't see what she was doing, but then I heard a very unmistakable sound - the turning of a control knob and then static buzzing as a Violet Wand came on. I arched my back again, as she brought the wand near my cock and the static charge jumped from the attachment to the head of my cock. It felt like a thousand little fingers touching me as she ran it all over my body - over my cock, balls, and nipples. Then Mistress Andrea grabbed the attachment on the wand, leaned over and kissed me.

Sparks leaped from her lips to mine as they came close together. Then her tongue was again intertwined with mine, and I could feel the electricity leaping between them. She moved her mouth down to my nipples, and began licking and sucking them, little sparks leaping all around.

I was in pure agony, and pure delight, when she slid down even lower, removed the clothespins from my privates and wrapped her mouth around my cock. She began to bob up and down on it. I had never had a Mistress give me a blow job before. I had never had anyone give me such a good one! I knew I was close, and began moaning, my hips bucking. "Mistress, please stop!" I yelled, even though I didn't want her too. "Oh, you're going to make me cum!"

"UMMM HMMMM," she moaned around my cock, as I felt it begin to swell, the juice bursting forth from my balls. My whole world was centered on my groin, as I felt one of the most powerful orgasms of my life building up. Just as I was about to shoot, Andrea reached up and removed the clamp on my right nipple. Pain flared as the blood rushed back in! I screamed, and cum began erupting from my cock into her mouth. I didn't know if the scream was from the intensity of the orgasm or the pain. I began bucking wildly on the bed, and if I hadn't been tied down, would have fallen off. I was just starting to come down, when she ripped the other clamp off. Cum started rushing through my cock again, as I had a second orgasm...the first time that had ever happened!

I was breathing hard, slowly returning to my senses, mumbling "Thank you Mistress, thank you," when Andrea clamped her mouth over mine, and began pushing my seed into my mouth with her tongue. My eyes flew open in surprise, to see her mirth filled ones looking down at me. "Well, slut, you didn't think I was going to swallow it, did you?"

Andrea stood up, smiling at me, running her fingers idly along my chest. "I'll be right back." I heard her heels click across the floor and then down the hall. I then heard the water running. She returned in a moment, carrying a glass of water. She sat down next to me on the bed, and unhooked the snap locks attached to my collar. She put her empty hand behind my head and pushed it up, supporting it, as she put the glass to my lips, "Here, drink this," she said softly, and I eagerly drank down the water in one swallow. She put the glass down on a bedside table, "Are you ready for more, pet?" she asked, as she reattached the snap locks to the collar.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Mmmmm," she hummed, idly pinching my nipple, "my pet has cum," she smiled, "twice, but his Mistress hasn't. We should fix that, don't you think?"

"Yes, Mistress," I answered eagerly.

"I'm so glad you agree," she said, as she swung a leg over my body, straddling my head and slowly lowering her pussy to my face. "Start licking, bitch," she growled.

I dived into the folds of her pussy. She was very wet, and her juices had leaked onto her thighs, which I could feel on the sides of my face. I started by running my tongue around the outside of her lips, parting them, and licking inside with long, slow strokes. Andrea began moaning, "Oh, that feels so good. Keep licking just like that." I started to move towards her clit, but she reached down and grabbed me by the hair, "I said keep licking there, slut. I didn't tell you to go anywhere near my clit," she paused as I moved back to her lips, "I want to enjoy this." I kept at it, as more fluid came from her, coating my face. "Yeah, that's good."

After a few moments of this, she was moving her hips, rubbing her pussy along my tongue and nose, riding my face. "Oh, fuck, that's good. Start licking my clit," I did as she ordered, licking from the bottom of her pussy, up to the top, and then flicking her clit with my tongue. Every time I did so, she moaned, or let out a little yelp. "You didn't lie...ooooo...did you slut? You really are good with your tongue."

She let go of my hair, and held onto the headboard with both hands. I zeroed in on her clit, "Yeah, right there...right there... fuck... ahhhh... ahhhh... mmmm.... yeah... yeah... OH GOD! YEAH! CUMMING!!!" she screamed and put her whole weight on my face, cutting off my breath, as I simultaneously kept lashing her clit with my tongue, and swallowing the juice coming out of her, while she humped my face. I thought I was going to pass out, when she finally raised herself up a little, allowing me to catch my breath. "Wow," she said, letting out a breath, "That was good, my little bitch." She raised herself up, then turned herself around, so that we were in a 69 position, "Round two, pet," she giggled, and her pussy came down to my mouth again, as she laid along the top of my body, her hard nipples pressing into my stomach, the smell of leather from her boots strong in my nose.

I brought her to three more orgasms, each one louder than the last. She rolled off of me, and lay alongside of me after the third, and her hand stroked my once again hard cock. "This is such a nice cock, my pet. Maybe I'll let you use it later, hmmm?" She looked up at me, "Are you all right, David?"

"Yes, Mistress, "I replied, "I'm much more than all right."

"You sound pretty dreamy. Still with me?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good. I think I'm going to keep you...tied here to my bed, "she laughed throatily, "Wouldn't that be fun, pet?"

"Yes, Mistress."

She got up from the bed, and moved out of my view. The next thing I knew, she was back at the bed, and my legs began to rise in the air, as she pulled the ropes that were attached to the pulleys. She then took a pillow and slid it under my ass, raising it higher into the air. "Do you know what I'm doing, David?"

"No, Mistress."

She stood at the end of the bed, and looking between my legs, I could see her, a strap-on dildo hanging between her legs, a squeeze bottle of lube in one hand. "I'm going to make you my bitch," She squeezed some lube into her hand, and then began stroking the dildo, "I'm going to take your cherry." She climbed up on the bed, kneeling in between my spread legs. "It's a small dildo, not much larger than a medium butt plug," she said, as I felt her spreading lube around my anus. I gasped and moaned, as she pushed first one finger, then a second inside of me. Andrea smiled "Yeah, moan like the whore you are."

She removed her fingers, and then shifted her body a bit, putting her hands on my shoulders. I could feel the head of her cock at the entrance to my ass. "Look at me," she ordered, "Keep your eyes on mine. I want to see the lust in your eyes as I take your virginity." She began pushing, slowly but steadily, "Relax, pet, let it happen." The dildo invaded me, inexorably, and I let out a long, low moan, as it slipped inside of me. I thought I heard a "POP" as the head slipped past my sphincter. Once the head was inside, Andrea was able to sink the rest of it in without any problem.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" she asked, her pelvis right up against mine, "Now you're MY bitch," she said in an almost animalistic, feral tone. She pulled back, until just the head was inside of me, and then slammed the whole length back into me, knocking the breath out of me, "I am going to fuck your brains out, slut."

She began slowly, but her pace soon quickened. Every time I would start to close my eyes, lost in the sensations of fullness and pleasure, she'd snap at me. "Keep them open, bitch. Keep your eyes on mine."

Soon, she began to moan. "Oh, that feels so good. My cock keeps banging into my clit," she said, smiling. "And it's so hot to take a virgin's ass for the first time. Especially when I'm looking into his eyes while I fuck him."

Her thrusts started speeding up, as did her moans and gasps of pleasure. She reached over to the bottle of lube, squeezed some out, and started jerking my cock. "Is that good, pet? Having your ass fucked and your cock jerked?"

"Oh, God, yes Mistress," I moaned.

Her moans were getting closer together, and her skin was starting to flush. "You ready, bitch?" she said, her strokes on my cock getting faster, my need to cum, and hers, more insistent. "NOW! CUM WITH ME!" she screamed, as she buried the dildo deep in my ass and her orgasm overtook her. More cum spurted from my cock and all over her hand. She laid there for a moment or two, all her muscles tense as wave after wave coursed through her. Then she seemed to deflate, and just lay on top of me, breathing heavily. "Oh... Oh... that was the best of the lot," she said haltingly. Then she brought her fingers to my lips, "Lick them clean, bitch."

I sucked them hungrily into my mouth, as she unbuckled the strap-on harness with her other hand. When I was done, she somehow attached the harness to my body, leaving the dildo buried deep inside of me. She sat on the edge of the bed and took off her boots and the stockings. The she lowered my legs back to the bed, and removed the pillow. Lastly, she unlocked my wrist cuffs, leaving me still restrained by my ankles and collar.

"Yes," she sighed, as she lay down next to me, her head resting on my chest, "I definitely think I'm going to keep you." 



First Encounter



My heart pounded in my chest. I sat in my car wondering why my heart was racing. My car was still running and I saw Lauren standing at the door. I took a big breath and shut my car off. As I got out I tried not to be self-conscious, the dress I was wearing was cut too low, and I suddenly felt like it was too short. As I approached the porch, Lauren flashed me a smile that made me look down and blush. As I walked past her into the house I tried not to visibly shake.

Once they were in the house Lauren laughed at me, "No need to be nervous."

I glared at her playfully, "I'm not nervous."

She raised her eyebrows and smiled at me.

I blushed and took off my coat. Lauren made her glance very clear. I wanted to say something sassy, but couldn't think of anything even remotely good to say.

"Come here."

My heart sped up again, and I began to walk to her. I leaned up and kissed her. I won't lie, I had dreamed about it for months. I dreamed of the mad passionate way that I would kiss her, but my dreams fooled me. I lazily kissed her soft lips. Her kiss was soft, experienced, and I savored every moment of it. I took her lower lip into my mouth and bit down. Lauren's eyes closed in unexpected pleasure. I kiss her slowly, exploring her mouth with my tongue. I was careful to not knock my tongue ring against her teeth. I trapped her lower lip in my mouth again and licked slow circles on her lip, as if promising my tongue knew what to do and how to do it.

Lauren pressed her body against mine and put her hand in the middle of my back. I rested on hand on her shoulder and the other on her chest. She trailed her other hand up my side and traced the edge of my dress. I gasped as she slipped her hand into the top of my dress and began to roll my nipple between her fingers.

I pulled her shirt off and resumed kissing her, not as slowly as the first kiss. I slowly backed her towards the couch and started to explore the feeling of her chest, her hips, and her ass. When we reached the couch I forced her to sit down and I got on my knees in front of her. I slowly removed her tank top and began to kiss her neck. I nibbled my way down to her breasts and I unbuttoned her jeans.

She gasped as I bit down hard on the top swell of her breast. I began to wiggle her jeans down so I could have access to what I wanted the most. I continued to lick and bite her chest and neck as I slipped my hand up her leg. Slowly massaging my way up to the damp warmth that waited for me.

I slipped my hand up her leg and paused when I got to her pussy. I knew that Lauren liked it rough, but I wanted to savor every moment I could before this was over. I slowly traced up one lip and felt how wet she had become. I slowly traced down the other lip, and withdrew my hand slowly massaging her leg as I worked my way down. 

"Tease."

I smiled, "I'm not done." I slipped her underwear down and scooted it to the side. I had to remember not to stop and stare. It had been so long since I had been afforded this luxury, and no one could ever compare to the yearning I had in that one moment. I wanted to start slow, and take in every moment, but with my mouth watering and my fingers itching to be inside her I couldn't make myself be slow.

She sighed and lay her head back as I kissed up her thighs and laced my hands under her hips. I pulled her towards me and kissed around her pussy. I blew air onto her and inched my tongue out as I drew my hands in front of me. She tasted so sweet. I sighed into her as I lapped at her wet pussy. I couldn't stand how amazing she tasted. It had been way to long since I had done this. I moved my hand and slide one finger inside of her as I played with her clit. I circled the tip of my tongue around her pussy, careful not to lay the full weight of my barbell on her clit yet. I pulled my finger out of her and pushed two fingers back in. Her hips rose to meet my hand as I sped up my hand. I started to fuck her harder, and her breath began to quicken. 

I lay my tongue flat and put the large ball of my tongue ring on her slit. I worked my head up and down and began to flick it against her clit while thrusting my fingers deep inside of her. She began to tighten around my fingers as I fucked her faster and harder. I used my other hand and put one finger into her ass. Her pussy tightened even more as she rode my hand and face into her first orgasm. 

She lay there panting as I licked up every drop. She shuttered every time I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue. 

I gazed up at her and soaked up every detail. Every breath she took, every muscle that twitched. I wanted more. I knew that I was prepared to go as long as I could to make her cum until she begged to stop. I pulled up my dress and straddled her lap, I was glad that I wasn't wearing underwear because they would have been soaked. We kissed like that until she got her breath back, she pulled out from under me until I was on my back and she was above me. 

As she kissed my neck and chest I traced her shoulders, her arms, and her back. The feel of her alone was intoxicating. I moaned as she took my nipple in her mouth and flicked her tongue against it. That was just like her too, to somehow know exactly what my favorite thing was and try to undo me from the beginning with it. Lauren sucked on my nipple and tried to slide her hand up my dress. I squirmed, she stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"I.. I'm uh self-conscious, about the way I look." I blushed as I looked down at her. I looked away to hide the embarrassment in my eyes.

She sighed roughly, "Shut up".

Lauren resumed kissing my chest and biting me here and there. Every time she bit down I felt waves of pleasure, like electricity. Her hand continued up my dress and I whimpered as she teased me. Payback was a bitch. Her hands were like ice, and I felt like I was burning up under her touch. 

"Please..."

"Please what?" Lauren smiled, she was getting a real ego boost from this I'm sure.

What could I say? I'm not underneath begging. In fact I can be very good at it if I try. "Please Lauren, touch me, fuck me."

She chuckled, her hand resumed touching me. My breathing sped up as her fingers touched every part of me. One moment she was inside of me, the next rubbing my clit and sending my nerves into a frenzy. She put two fingers inside of me and began to fuck me long and hard. She would pull out really slowly, and then slam her fingers back inside of me. It drove me insane, I began to meet her thrusts with my hips. Our mouths met as I began to moan and tighten around her. She fucked me so hard it hurt, and I loved every bit of it. By the end of it she was biting my neck and I was moaning in her ear. Begging her to fuck me, daring her to stop, and threatening her if she did stop. For one earth shattering moment I felt as if I were flying, and then my mind exploded in colors of pleasure as my orgasm had my legs shaking and my pussy spasming. 

As I was catching my breath, Lauren slipped her hand out of me and licked me off her fingers. I kissed her passionately and got her on bottom again. This time I paid more attention to her breasts. I had always loved them, they weren't too big, or too small. But they were ample and I kept myself busy by circling my tongue around each nipple, and nibbling on each one. 

My hand wandered down between her legs and I began to stroke her already damp pussy. I trailed my kisses down to her stomach and kissed her ribs. I traced her the entrance to her pussy with my fingers and flicked her clit with my thumb. My tongue traced the outline of the tattoo on her side. I kissed and nibbled every party of it as my fingers rubbed her clit gently. Barely touching her, but putting pressure where it would matter most. As my fingers sped up, I increased the pressure on her clit and I sucked and bit on her breasts, sides, and hips. 

Her body froze and then came crashing down into another orgasm as I shoved my fingers inside of her. I wrapped my arm around her waist as she came again and again. I held my fingers inside of her until her spasm stopped. When I slipped out of her I made sure she watched me lick off every part of my hand that was still soaked from her orgasm. 

We lay there for quite some time. What happens next I may write about in the future, but for now that is all. I can tell you that they fucked many more times that night in many different positions. Besides what are friends for?