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Her First

By: TreTia



Being nervous is one thing TreTia is used to. Today was no exception. Walking into the public Hot Tub facility was making her so nervous, she felt her knees weak and a bit shaky.

Standing in line at the reception window, TreTia thinks back at the directions he gave her. "Go to the Oasis Hot Tub on Crane Street and tell the reception that your there as the Net guest." Looking around at the facility, she notices the oak paneling, and the all the nice plants. She can hear people laughing and giggling down the narrow path that leans to the private hot tubs. 

Taking a deep sigh, TreTia thought for the 100th time, "Oh lord what am I doing? Meeting a guy I have never seen before at a public Hot Tub place." Noticing the line going smaller, she moves up closer to the window. Keeping one eye on the exit door, wondering if maybe she should just leave. But the line to register was moving forward and soon she would be committed to this hasty decision.

Gripping her towel and beach bag, She starts to think if this is the right thing to do. She has been talking to this guy on the Internet for over a year. He seams so nice and warm to talk to. He had a quick whit; he could make her laugh so easy. When he suggested that they meet about 4 months ago, TreTia said NO!

She was worried about him not liking her when they meet. Not being a raving beauty and a bit shy in person, She thought she would disillusion him. But last week he told her he was going to be in her town on business and would like the pleasure of her company. Making a quick and maybe yet a hasty decision, she told him she would be there. Boy was she nervous. 

Looking around TreTia sees a big long mirror and checks her appearance. Her brown/blonde hair was up in bun, not wanting her long hair to get chlorine in it. Her blue blouse, showing off her perky ample breast, was tucked into a black leather mini skirt, showing her long tapered legs, caressed in black silk hose, to perfection. Turning a bit to the right she noticed that she looked nice. Being 5'4" was a disadvantage to the tall females she sees a lot. 

Moving forward a bit she notices that it is her turn next. Opening the beach bag she sees that she has everything she needs, bathing suite, lotion, a brush, a soda, incase she gets to warm in the water, and her makeup. Looking up she sees that it is her turn. 

Stepping up to the window she gives her name and tells the gentleman behind the glass that she is here as a guest with NET. 

"Yes Miss, you're all paid for. The Net party is in room 7." Pointing down the hall he states, "It is down there 3rd door on the left." Giving her a smile he hands her the book to sign in.

Signing her name to the ledger, TreTia finds that her hand is shaking. "Is there a place I can change into my suite?" TreTia asks, as she puts her signature on the ledger. She noticed that it asks for her address as well and shrugs, and she puts it down.

"Well miss we have bathrooms in the Hot tub rooms. You can change in there."

Smiling a nervous smile, TreTia nods and walks down the hall. Standing in front of the room with a big 7 on the door, she takes a huge deep breath and again wonders what she is doing here and knocks.

Chapter 2

Standing back from Knocking on the door, TreTia bites the bottom of her lip in frustration. Would he like her, would they laugh and talk like they do on the net? Or would he be one of many men she has found that is all wrapped up in looks and a perfect 36 24 36 woman? 

So many thoughts and worries going through her head, she hangs her head in thought, and did not hear the door open. Focusing her eyes on a pair of bare feet, TreTia moves up till she sees strong legs, lean hips, a nice chest, broad shoulders, and when she was done studding that much her eyes feasted on a set of full strong sexy lips. She watches the lips curve into a smile and she moves her eyes up to see the most fascinating pair of brown eyes she has ever seen.

Shivering a bit from the shock, TreTia forms an O with her lips. Starring at the man standing there. 

"Tre?" the man asked?

Shaking her head yes, TreTia steps back another step.

Laughing, the guy steps back and motions her in. "Well come on in hon. I promise I will not bite.... Well not hard anyway." Giving her a wink and opening the door farther. "WOW hon, your more prettier than you described yourself."

Smiling, TreTia walks in. She jumps as she hears the door shut and the lock engages Looking around the private tub, TreTia sees that it is not what she expected. There was a bar to the left with a mirror on the back and two stools in front of the oak long bar. To the right she sees a couch that looks like it is covered with vinyl, with a coffee table in front. Hearing music she looks around but she does not see a stereo. But right in the middle of the floor there is a huge kidney shaped hot tub that is sunken into the floor.

"WOW! I never thought that they made these hot tub rooms so, so, homey. You have no idea how nervous I am."

Turning around she notices that he is staring at her and roaming his eyes up and down her body. So intent are his eyes, that she gets a wild chill down her back. Seeing the lust and wanting in his deep brown eyes, TreTia get a bit more nervous.

Taking her bag and placing it on the couch, he walks over to the bar. "Can I get you anything?" Wanting her to relax and feel comfortable around him, he walks a bit farther than necessary. 

Shaking her head, TreTia looks around and spies a door. Pointing to it she asks, "Is that where I change into my suite? I see your already wet and in yours."

Chucklin, he says "Yes hon go ahead and change if you want. Is the music ok? Cause if not I can change the CD selection."

"No I like easy listening stuff." Smiling and grabbing her bag, TreTia goes to the changing room and changes into her suite. Biting her lip again in worry, and looking down at the new bathing one piece she bought yesterday. Slowly she emerges from the room and sees him in the water drinking a soda. 

Walking timidly towards the hot tub, with a towel wrapped around her hips to cover her body from his intense stare, TreTia slowly undoes the towel and slides in the water. She notices that he did not take his eyes off of her the whole way from the room to the hot tub. As soon as the water is up around her neck she breaths a deep and slow breath, relaxing.

Looking over at him, TreTia sees a sly and sexy smile on his face. Blushing, she moves a bit more over to the other side of the tub. 

Knowing how shy TreTia is, her handsome Net friend decides to go a bit slow. Wading over to the side of the tub, he sits by her and starts to talk to her about friends on the net, people they knew, funny stories, and some gossip that neither one knew about. During all this he has put a hand on her leg under the water, rested his arm across her shoulder and has scooted real close to her in the hot tub. 

"I am so glad you came... Lets get to know each other more." Smiling a soft Smile... Trey wonders if this is heaven or hell.

Chapter 3

Standing in front of her, looking into her eyes, he places his hands on either side of her shoulders, resting his hands on the edge of the hot tub. He leans in real close, when he is just an airs breath away from her lips he whispers, "Don't be frighten, but I am going to kiss you. Something I have wanted to do for almost a year"

Tre feels a deep shudder go through her. Looking deep in his eyes, noticing the lust and the deep passion she has always felt was there between the two of them as they talked on the net and explored the possibilities of different ideas on sex and love and friendships, she swallows, and nods her head. 

He moves closer, the warm bubbles lap against the side of the tub, she can hear the music only faintly, her heartbeat has over ridded all that she knows and hears. His breath smells like sweet candy from the soda he was drinking. He leans in closer and she can feel her legs open so he can get closer... feel his chest rub faintly across her breast, making them ache with wanting. She can feel his outer thighs touching the sensitive area of her inter thighs as he moves close to her tightly wound up body.

His tongue darts out and traces her lower lip. Lathering her bottom lip and continuing on to the top lip. Pulling and tugging her lip into his mouth and sucking on it. She hears a moan deep in the back of his throat. His warm lips brush against hers, his tongue parting her lips to gain access to the warm moist cavern of sweetness he is seeking. Tre shudders.... Feeling a ripple of excitement going down her spine and hitting her stomach to lay low and warm in the recesses of her soul.

Reaching up she feels his chest. So soft and warm beneath her hands, the small hairs on his chest making her fingers itch to explore, to be more daring. Hearing his moan of approval, Tre moves her hands up and around his shoulder tugging him closer to her. Deepening the kiss, needing her hands all over his body, he dares himself to move closer. To his delight and surprise, she roams her hands down his sides, across his rib cage and down his taught stomach. Holding him to her she kisses him back with deep passion.

Feeling her responses has his head spinning and yet he knows he must go slowly with her. One false move and she will bolt. Going down on his knees in front of her... still holding on the side of the hot tub behind her. He presses her against the edge of the hot tub. Feeling his manhood rise and throb, and shifts his hips back and forth against her pelvis. Hearing her deep moan of approval, he deepens the kiss. Putting all his wants and desires in this kiss. A whole year of wanting and passion.

Moving his head to the side he trails kissing from her mouth to her eyes, tracing her face with his lips. Moving down her jaw, to slowly lick her neck, kiss her shoulders, taking a swim suite strap in his teeth he gently tugs it down her shoulder to her forearm, kissing her shoulder and down a bit to the top of her almost fully exposed breast.

Trailing his lips across her chest... dipping his tongue a bit in her cleavage he moves up to the other shoulder, kissing and licking all over her. He grabs the swim suite strap in his teeth and pulls that one down to match the other.

Leaning back a bit he looks at his handy work. He sees the fire in her eyes, knowing she feels just what he feels. Seeing her passion, her breast moving up and down as if she has run a hundred miles. Smiling at her and looking down her at her sexy swim suite, he notices that she slowly reaches over and slides her strap off one arm and then the other. Looking at her with wonder and excitement, he watches her eyes never leaving contact with his as she peels the swimsuit down.

With heavy passion filled eyes Tre wonders if he will like what he sees. Slowly taking the straps off her shoulder was a bold move for her. But with feelings like this and the passion she sees in his eyes she feels as if she can not deny herself this one... no her FIRST interlude with this man. 

He watches her slide the suite down till it is pooled around her waist and floating in the water. Awestruck by the beauty of her breast... the fullness and roundness of the soft globes he sees in front of him.... He thinks just for a sec of touching her. But remembering he wanted to go slow he keeps his hands where they are...moving his mouth to her shoulder... and then going down to lick a trail over the tops of her breast.

Hearing her moan makes his balls tighten and his suite uncomfortable. Tre feels his manhood up against her pelvis. Moving closer to him seems impossible and yet she feels like she is able to get closer... wanting to get closer... all thoughts of caution, and what if, fly out her mind as she tells herself that this is one fantasy she is going to fulfill.

Chapter 4

Lifting Tre up in his arms He moves out of the hot tub and places her on one of the bar stools. Looking down at her he slips the rest of her suite off her. Watching it slide to the floor in a wet pool in front of his feet.... Reaching around her he places the other stool behind her.... Leaning her back, he looks at her body, watching her breast rise and fall with each breath she takes. Caressing her body with is eyes; Tre feels the blush on her cheek. Smiling down at her, he leans in close to her neck, nibbling and licking where her pulse races with the excitement he knows she feels. Trailing a long wet lick down the valley of her breast to her waist, he touching and feels her breast with his hands.... Pinching her nipples, hearing her moan, and stretch with each touch and lick of his tongue.

Feeling him all over her and around her, Tre lays on the two stools... her feet prompt up on the first foot rest, As he stands between her legs, licking and touching her, his hands everywhere on her, enjoying the taste of her with just a hint of chlorine mixed with the smell of her sex. Tre is getting the idea that maybe she is not as shy as she thought she was. Giggling at the idea... she hears something "Plop" to the floor... feeling his cock rub against her thigh she realizes he took his swim trunks off... 

Feeling her stiffen at the sound of his wet swim trunks hitting the floor... he looks up into her eyes and sees the concern mixed with passion. He leans up and slowly kisses her lips.... Telling her with his mouth and tongue that everything is fine and that things will be ok. 

Moving down to the soft curls he sees at the juncture of her thighs, he caresses her legs, feeling his way up her ankle to her soft calves.... Caressing behind her knee kissing her inter thigh... slowly going to the soft wet curls he slowly pushes his nose into her, nuzzling her.... Feeling her wiggling her hips, he moves in closer, feeling her heat radiate onto his face and lips.

Inhaling deeply through his nose he smells her sweet scent. Rocking back on his heels he slowly licks her soft slit feeling her moan and move her hips.... He finds her clit.... Taking it into his mouth he suckles on it. Spreading her lips apart.... Diving in and getting lost in her sweet nectar. 

Tre feels him lightly licking up and down the side of her growing clit...stimulating her. He watches as her clit starts to peek out from its sheath... he licks around it for a while, pushing it from side to side gently with his tongue, before taking it in between his lips and moving his head from side to side. Moaning and rubbing her breast, Tre arches up.... feeling him master her body.

Licking the top of the sheath covering her clit first, then very lightly up and down the sides.... just faintly grazing it while it swells more.... he teases it's little tip with the tip of his tongue, and then exhale and breathe on it till it's fully extended and hard. Then teasing it with his lips and tongue, and move his head back and forth, as he starts to suck on it and make it really throb to be rubbed. 

Feeling her body respond to this treatment Tre moves her legs to his shoulder... rubbing her chins across his shoulder and reaches down to hold on to his head. Grinding her wetness into his face, she feels the pressure build... throwing her head back and forth, arching her body off the stools, she explodes into his face...

Lapping at her juices as they cascade down his throat and his chin, he holds her hips as she climaxes and gives him all her sweet taste. Lightly flicking her clit and feeling her buck at the feeling, he moves up and stands. Touching her as he goes, looking down at her beautiful body. Spraying his hands across her tummy, not as tight as it was cause he knows she has kids... seeing her scar, knowing that it is the only embarrassment she has every told him about, he bends down to kiss it and moves up her tummy to her breast and then kisses her.... letting her taste herself on his lips.

Tre holds on to his neck like a life line... wraps her legs around his hips.... he holds on to her... as they kiss hard and passionately.... he scoops her up and takes her to the couch... were he lays her down and then covers her with his body.... kissing her... roaming his hands over her. 

Slowly Tre feels him enter her.... she arches and wraps her legs around him.... matching his thrust with her hips...throwing her hands up she gives up the feelings she is feeling inside of her...arching her body and accepting him as he fills her, satisfying the urges they have dreamed of for so long.

As he leans down to kiss her breast.... playing with her nipples, twisting one with a finger while licking the other he feels her hips move faster.... matching her rhythm, he moves faster. Feeling the walls all around his cock, his head hitting her cervix, the warm feeling of her sheath all around him. Looking down and watching her face show the feelings of passion, he arches and drives one more thrust and feels her letting go, all her juices flow and her walls tightly wrap around his cock as it takes him over the edge. 

Falling down on top of her, he snakes a tongue out and licks her sweat-covered breast. Her hands come up and smooth his hair.... looking over to the hot tub in the middle of the room he gets and idea... he whispers to her softly.

"Tre, have you ever felt the jets on your clit?" looking into her eyes he knew that this is one thing that has been a fantasy of hers. Watching her face he is in awe of her willingness to try it.

"mmm no I haven't but you know I always wanted to. Will you show me what to do?" Smiling erotically, Tre rubs her hands on his chest.

Not wanting to leave the warmth of her sweet body... but so enticed by the idea of showing Tre what kind of thrill she will receive with the jets, He slowly pulls out of her.... Leaning down to give her a quick kiss on her cheek. He gets up and extends his hand to assistant her in getting off the couch.

Walking to the hot tub naked was such an experience in its self that Tre was shocked that she was not as embarrassed by her nakedness as she was when she first showed up.

Stepping into the hot tub with this special man.... A man that fills her imagination and her heart. Tre decides that this is just the beginning... that if handled right and talked through this won't be there first time together.

Smiling up at him she noticed he has an evil gleam in her eye. Yes, the future does look good.

"For Paul, who has been the best friend any lady could ask for, thank you."

Her First 3some



This is her first submission here, this is based on a true story. She does have more, if the comments are good we will post more.

Day 1 – The Beginning

We started the night like any other night with nothing to do; we usually stayed home with each other and watched TV but for some reason a issue that we had discussed several times was about to happen. It not only would change our lives but bring on more than we both initially planned on. We have previously discussed having a three some several times amongst ourselves but never actually agreed on having one, after my husband asked me over and over again, I finally gave in and gave him the thing that he's been wanting since forever.

Bill had called a friend from his past that he had recently talked to and invited him over for a night of drinking and just sitting around watching TV but he could never have guessed what the night had in store for him. Bill's friend Ryan came over and we sat on the porch for awhile to enjoy the summer night air. I was sweating of course because I knew what was supposed to happen that night. Initially Bill and I said that we would talk to Ryan and just see if we were comfortable with using Ryan in this experience. I was hoping to just feel Ryan out and see if he could be our possible three of our three-some. 

We moved inside to watch some TV. Bill and I sat on the couch and Ryan sat on a sofa chair that was right beside the couch. Bill kept pushing me to go over to Ryan and sit on his lap but I was too afraid of what Ryan would do but I told Bill that we were only suppose to talk to him tonight. So finally I told Ryan we were going to play Truth or Dare, he was like whip Dee do because he had no one there to do anything with but that was what he thought. So I told him to close his eyes and put his hands on the arms of the chair and not to move or open his eyes no matter what. He was like what, but he did what I asked him too and it took about 20 minutes for me to actually get to the next step but I went over and sat on his lap and reassured him that Bill wouldn't get mad and that he could relax. 

While sitting on his lap I leaned over and started to slowly kiss him on his lips, he started to kiss me back, so at that point I guess he didn't mind having me sit on his lap, kissing him. I was getting so wet kissing him and having Bill watch us. I had on short short pajama shorts that clung to my butt and a short tight top on that clung to my breast. I didn't want to get to excited too quick because I was unsure of how Ryan would react to the whole three-some thing. 

I slowly worked my way to kissing his neck that smelled so good from cologne. I really got into it, grinding on his lap and slowly caressing his chest with my hand while sucking all over his neck and his lips. I couldn't wait to take off his shirt and kiss his chest and to get a taste and see how big his cock was. I told him to take off his shirt and he took it off as I nearly ripped it up to get it off quicker. I was just getting so wet over the situation and it made me so horny to see Ryan sitting there with his sexy chest out and watching my husband get so excited as his fantasy was about to happen for the first time.

When he took off his shirt, I started licking his chest, all over it, making sure not to miss one spot of his sexy chest. I was bending over to get to his chest and sticking my ass out and up in the air for Bill to see it. While both my hands wondered all over his chest, I was sucking on his chest and working my way down to his hard cock, I could feel it through his shorts on my chest as I was leaning over to suck on his chest and stomach. It just made me hornier to feel him on my body. I was imagining feeling his hard cock inside me while I ride him or just feeling it in my mouth, as it grows harder and thicker as I deep throat it. 

I worked my way down to his sexy stomach as I felt his chest with my hands; I pulled my hands down and started to rub his hard cock through his jean shorts. I could feel him move a little as he initially felt my hand rubbing on him but I could tell he was enjoying it as much as I was. I rubbed on his hard cock for awhile then I started to unbuckle his belt and slowly pull it out while he pushed forward on his groin to help me take it off. Just feeling him push forward like that made me want him even more. Then I started to work on his zipper. After I pulled the zipper down and got the shorts unbuttoned, I slowly caressed his hard cock through his briefs trying to tease him some more, I wanted to make him want me as much as I wanted him to participate in this three some. 

I slowly started to bob my head and mouth on his cock to make sucking movements on his cock through his briefs to get him excited even more. I ran my lips slowly across his cock and kept rubbing and scratching him down his chest and slowing would work my hands to touch the tip of his cock to tease him even more. I lightly touched and grabbed the tip of his cock to just feel it slightly jerk in my fingers. Then when I felt I couldn't take it anymore, I started to tug at his briefs for him to take them off. He pushed his groin forward again to help me take them off and at this point I felt that it was safe to say he was interested in this as much as we were. 

When he had the briefs and shorts off I started kissing and sucking all over his groin area but missing his cock so I could tease him some more. I grabbed his cock then slowly started to kiss the tip of his already hard cock; I took one of my hands to play with his balls. I then slowly worked my tongue and lips up his hard shaft and to the tip of his cock and then would take his hard cock into my warm wet mouth. I just was there rubbing on his inner thighs and would work my hands up his body and back down to his balls. I knew Bill was getting anxious to join in, it wasn't long before he came over and with my ass in the air, Bill pulled down my underwear and shorts. He started rubbing on my wet pussy, pushing his fingers slowing between my lips, teasing them with his fingers and pushing them a little further each time into my lips and feeling the inside of my wet lips. Playing with them and rubbing them softly with his fingers. Tantalizing my clit with his finger tips. 

I continued to suck and fondle Ryan's cock while Bill was fingering my wet pussy. I was so extremely horny that I couldn't help but want to be fucked by the both of them at the same time. Bill was pushing his fingers in and out of my wet pussy by now and I was getting more intense in sucking Ryan's cock. Bill really wanted to fuck, so he started to rub his hard cock on my ass and slowly worked it down to my pussy; it slid right in from being so wet. When Bill put his cock in me, it made me tremble with excitement and it made me want the three-some even more. 

Bill was fucking me from behind, pushing it hard in and out while caressing my ass with his hands and working his way around to grabbing my tits, which were fully erect from the events. Bill was fucking me hard while I sucked on Ryan's cock, waiting to see what we should do next. I could feel how excited Bill was from the way he was pushing his hard cock in and out of my hot wet pussy.

Bill grabbed my side tightly so he could get the grip he needed to fuck me fast and hard to show me how much he enjoyed what he had seen. I would grab and fondle Ryan's cock with one hand and reach behind to touch Bill's hot body. I would reach and rub his chest. Bill was flicking my hard nipples and rubbing my clit with each hand as he felt so excited, his hands were going over every part of my body, making sure he felt me and enjoyed the feel of me as he watched my suck Ryan's cock while he fucked me hard and fast. He would pull out his hard wet cock and smack it on my ass every once in awhile and then just shove it back in my hot wet pussy. 

It didn't take long for him to cum; he pulled out and jacked himself off all over my ass, while tapping it on my ass. When he was done, I wiped off my ass and then moved on to mount Ryan. I put my hands on his should and straddled him with my knees beside his hips and my ass sitting on his legs. I grabbed my pussy lips and spread them with one hand while grabbing his hard cock with the other hand. 

I rubbed his cock on my wet throbbing pussy lips, teasing him again, slowly putting it between my throbbing lips and into my wet pussy and then taking it out again to rub it on my lips. The rubbing on my lips would soothe the throbbing from my hard fucking from Bill. I then just squatted down on his hard longing cock, pushing it as far in me as I could get it. Giving him what he wanted since he first felt my sucking on his cock and licking up his shaft and tickling the tip of it with my lips and tongue.


At first I slowly went up and down hard on his cock as I forced it to go so deep inside my already aching pussy. Bill, even though done cumming was still so excited that he stood behind the wall watching us while he stroked his still very hard cock. As I pushed down I would swirl my pelvis and cunt onto his cock to give him just an extra added bonus. I could feel my self getting more and more wet while his cock moved around the inside of my cunt.

I could hear him breathe heavier every time I sat up and his cock would slightly come out and then as I would sit down and grind back down on it. I leaned forward to kiss him and could feel the heavy breathing in his kisses. As I rose up I could feel him try to lean forward to suck on my erect nipples. I could feel the tip of his tongue just caress the tip of my already hard nipple, they starting aching from so much excitement. I started to go faster and harder on his cock but could feel my knees getting weak from all that has already happened. 

I could feel him push up into my groin as his hips came up into pushing his hard cock deeper into my pussy every time I would go down back on his cock. I stopped going up and down on his cock and just started to grind deep and hard on his cock while he sat there not able to touch me since he had to keep his eyes close and his hands to himself. Making me feel like I was taking advantage of him because he was vulnerable to whatever I wanted to do to him or whatever Bill wanted me to do to him. With every push onto his cock, his chest would inhale deep and exhale with every time I pulled away. 

I could feel his cock going deep into my hot wet pussy and making it throb like never before. I couldn't stand too much more, my aching pussy was in the mood for more hard core fucking, so I took the speed and hardness up and road the fuck out of his hard anticipating cock. Feeling him throb inside my pussy just made me want to go faster and harder. 

When we were done, we were all a little uncomfortable, it being the first time in all but we managed to all have a smoke and drink and relax until the next time.



Her First Act of Revenge



Much like Michael had felt, Kalie felt like a dirty slut. She couldn't believe that she had been forced to eat three woman's pussies, and she couldn't believe that she had had her ass fucked by two enormous strap-ons at once. She was disgusted with herself; that her mouth had been filled with her own ass spunk, and she had passionately sucked her ass off of the strap-ons. The more she thought about it, she realized what was really bothering her was that she had cum so damn much. With the pussies in her mouth, with the strap-ons in her ass, with her own ass juice in her mouth, while eating out the women's asses, she had cum again and again and again. In fact, she had never been so turned on in her life. She thought to herself, if Michael can play this game, so can I. He thinks what he did to me was bad; just wait until I get my revenge.

That night she invited him over to her house for the first time since he had been in town. He knew her husband worked nights, and the thought of fucking Kalie's brains out in the house of her husband really turned him on. Her three kids were staying with her sister for the night, so they'd have the house all to themselves. When he arrived at her house she answered the door wearing a black corset, matching garter belt, black stockings, and black g-string panties. She also had on a pair of 4" heels that went up to her knees. "Wow" he mumbled under his breath. "You look amazing." 

She looked right into his eyes and said "follow me." She led him up the stairs, but instead of taking him into the bedroom she led him into the computer room. There on the screen was an image of himself, his finger imbedded deep in his ass, his other hand on his cock.

"Now baby," she said to him as even his brown skin revealed a shade of crimson embarrassment. "I wouldn't want to have to start sending this around the web...now would I? You wouldn't want a video of you fingering your little asshole to get out, now would you? Now I've forgiven you for what you did to me with those three girls (she tried to keep a straight face and hide her inner rage), but tonight just for fun's sake I need you to obey me. Or I might just accidentally click send on this video file. Is that understood baby?" As much as he had hated it, he had actually really gotten off two nights ago when she had treated him like a little slut and fucked him up his ass with her strap-on..."okay baby" he said, "I'll be a good boy"

She led him into the bedroom and told him to take off his clothes. When he stood before her naked she moved behind him. First she removed her own g-string panty, she instructed him to lift up his leg, she went down and slipped one side of panty over his foot, now lift the other she said, and he complied. As she slid the g-string up his legs he could feel his cock getting harder and harder. The g-string was soo tight and with his massive erection she had to leave his cock hanging out to the side in order to pull the panties all the way up.

He couldn't believe he was letting her do this to him. First she had fucked him in the ass, then she had made him finger fuck his own ass and video it for her, now she was putting her own panties on him. Next she put the corset on him, then the garter and stockings. Michael was no small man, 6'3, 195 and pure muscle. All of the clothing items were bursting at the seems in his large body. Kalie then took off her boots and instructed Michael to put them on. "There's no way they will fit," he said. 

"You listen to me Michael, either you put on those boots, or I send the video, now which is it going to be?" 

He was dripping in pre-cum at this point and getting so turned on by her dominance. Somehow he fit her size nine women's boots onto his size twelve men's shoes. Unbelievable. The next thing she did was take a wig from her night stand and put it on his head. Then she moved him to the foot of the bed and took out her make-up kit. Thirty minutes later, minus the enormous erection and the lack of breasts, he was looking like one damn hot woman. 

She leaned him back on the bed and began kissing him. She was so hot and horny she just had to have him. She left all of his clothing on but slid his cock into her warm and sopping wet pussy. After a few pumps she could tell he was nearly cumming. She glanced up at the watch and saw that she only had a few more minutes before she knew her husband would be there. From his already exposed position she pushed his head back down into the pillows. 

"Close your eyes," she instructed. While he did this she clasped each of his wrists to the bed posts with two pairs of handcuffs.

"What the fuck!!!???" shouted Tyrese her husband as he barged into the room. "Kalie baby what are you doing in bed with another woman?" he screamed. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" he grabbed her by the hair and threw her off the bed and into the dresser. "You fucking slut," he yelled.

When he turned back to the bed he noticed Michael's massive cock exposed out of the g-string. "Looks like this little slut is excited" he said. "Looks like this little girl was about to fuck my wife. Now I can't be having that, can I? Not in my own home," Tyrese said with a slight grin on his face. 

He then grabbed his wife and threw her towards the head of the bed. He took one of the other ends of the cuffs on Michael's wrists and clasped it to one of Kalie's wrists. "Now, seeing as neither one of you will be going anywhere, I'll be back when I please." He left the room and phoned a few of his buddies up. He told them he was going to need their help in teaching some little slut a lesson. They all wanted some pussy so they said they'd be over in about twenty minutes. 

While he was out of the room Michael started telling Kalie how she needed to get him out of the cuffs or else this might be a really horrible situation. 

"He could do anything" he pleaded. "Find a way to get me out." Even if she could have gotten them out of the cuffs she was not sure if she really wanted to. She had known this was going to happen all along. Putting him in her clothes. Putting him on the bed handcuffed. Knowing exactly when her husband would get home. She wanted to see him get his punishment, and this was the only way she could imagine doing it.

A few minutes later Tyrese returned, only this time he was not alone. Behind him were three of his friends. There they stood, all around 6'2-6'4, big, strong, powerful, black men. While Michael was more of a milk chocolate color, these men were all deep, rich, dark chocolate. They started taking off their clothes, making jokes with one another and saying how they were going to teach this slut the lesson of a lifetime for messing with Tyrese's wife. Soon they were all naked. They had their dicks in their hands and were slowly stroking them to life. The smallest once was 8 inches, not even fully rect. The others were even bigger, and had more girth. Michael was getting terrified, and even Kalie started getting anxious. She realized that she was nearly as helpless as Michael, but at this point they weren't even paying her any mind. 

Tyrese made the first move, approaching Kalie's side of the bed with his massive erection. He took his cock and hit Kalie on the side of the face a few times with it. Then he turned his ass to her while he thrust he huge dick into Michael's mouth. This was the first time any dick had been in his mouth, and the sheer size of it caught him off guard. Tyrese started face-fucking him in his mouth-pussy, and he could barely gasp for air. At the same time one of the other men, named Chris, approached him from the other side of the bed. His dick was even fatter, and just as long. He began stroking it right by Michael's face, and waited his turn. Soon Tyrese was approaching orgasm, and within seconds he firmly grasped Michael's head and shot his cum straight down his throat. He kept spewing and spewing and Michael began choking. But Tyrese wouldn't let go. "You fuck my wife, I fuck you," he coolly said. By the time he pulled his cock out of Michael's mouth his dick was slowly softening. 

Chris instantly took his place and Michael didn't even have time to catch his breath. His mouth was being stretched in ways he had never imagined. While Chris face fucked him, Tyrese ordered Kalie to start licking out his asshole, and finger him. She did as she was told, and slowly his cock started coming back to life. When he was hard again he ordered his friend LeBron to take his place and for Kalie to start sucking his cock and balls. He also told his friend Andre to just wait patiently for his turn. Within a minute Chris was frantically fucking Michael's face. When he began to cum he pulled out and shot his load all over Michael's pretty face. It was dripping from his eyes, nose, and lips. "Lick that shit up you hoe" said Chris. "You know you love that you little cumslut."

As Michael licked up all of the cum off his lips, Chris used the tip of his dick to smear the cum he couldn't reach onto his tongue. Michael thought he was done, but he lingered a second longer. All of a sudden he started peeing all over Michael's face and wig. He couldn't move and had no choice but to let the pee drip down all over him. After Chris finished Andre approached next. Michael could not believe the size of Andre's cock. It was at least a foot long, and had enormous girth, at least two or three inches across. As Andre stuck the head into Michael's mouth, he felt a strange sensation on his ass-pussy. Tyrese had started pushing his cum-lubricated dick into Michael's ass-pussy. The head was so swollen that it took a minute before it slid in. Once it was in it stretched Michael's pussy more than ever, and he clenched down on Andre's enormous cock. Tyrese started pounding into his ass with no mercy, and he kept taking Andre's 12 inch cock deeper down his throat. He was moaning like a two-dollar whore on Andre's cock and he had never felt so much pain mixed with pleasure in his life. 

"Oh yeah this bitch loves it. She loves to be fucked by huge black cock." Michael's ass was soo tight and within moments Tyrese was spewing his load deep into his rectum. At the same time Michael felt the cum oozing into him he started sucking Andre's cock with a new passion and took it to the depths of his throat. In a moment Andrew started cumming. He came nearly double the amount of the other guys and Michael could barely keep it from cumming up his throat. Right after he came, LeBron came all over Kalie's face. Chris quickly took Tyrese's place and started pounding Michael's gaping ass-pussy. It was still so tight and within minutes he blew his load while Michael nursed Tyrese's cock back to life. 

By this point Michael's cock was hard as a rock and needed to cum desperately. "Now you listen up you slut," said Tyrese. "I am going to un-cuff you and turn you over, but if you try any funny business we will beat the shit out of you understood? In fact I don't even need to worry because you want this more than anything doesn't you? You want me and Andre to double penetrate you up your ass while my wife sucks you off and you suck off Chris? You'd love that wouldn't you, you dirty fucking cumslut? Answer damn it!"

"Yes," replied Michel not believing what he was saying.

"Yes. Yes what? Tell us what you want us to do?" cooed LeBron.

By this point Michael was so damn horny he could not hold back. "Please DP my tender ass-pussy while I suck off Chris. Please fuck me like the slut that I am. Please let me cum!!!"

"That's a girl," said Andre. "Now roll over"

With that Tyrese slid underneath of Michael. He slid his dick easily into his loose pussy. Then Andrew positioned his dick at the entrance of his ass-pussy. He pushed it down and against Tyrese cock and his other wall. It wouldn't budge. 

"Kalie babe get over here and help me with this. Smear your pussy juice onto my cock so I can get inside of Michael," said Andre. 

Kalie didn't hesitate. She took her pussy and ass juice and put it all over Andre's dick and onto Michael's hole. Andre started pushing again and soon he was in. It was soo tight he could barely move at first. Next Kalie put her head in between Michael and her husband's crotches and took Michael's dickclit into her mouth. At the same time LeBron came up behind her to her ass that was hanging off of the bed. He stuck his dick up her ass and began fucking her. Chris's cock was the only one unused and Michael quickly took him into his mouth and took care of him. Andre pounded steadily in and out of Michael's double cock filled he-pussy. He went harder and harder and soon the tightness and the rubbing of Tyrese's head on his own started sending him towards climax. A few more thrusts and he started cumming. His first dick twitch triggered Tyrese and they both started spewing load after load deep into his pussy. With all that cum going down into him Michael could not handle another second and he began cumming in Kalie's mouth. This sent Kalie over the edge in combination with LeBron cumming right in her ass. She screamed out in pleasure. At the same time Chris began cumming straight down Michael's throat. Michael's own cum dripped down out of Kalie's mouth and onto his own dickclit. He was covered and filled to the brim with cum and he cock. The six of them all collapsed on the bed with cum, cock, ass, and pussy reeking in the air... 



Her First Affair



She never in her life thought she would end up where she was. All her life she had dreamed of a sweet romantic guy to come and sweep her off her feet, but she ended up here married to someone no where close to that. She wanted more needed better.

There had to be a man out there like the one in her dreams. One night while she was out with a friend she meet this very friendly man. He was a little older then her but she didn't mind. He was such a sweet man and seemed to know all the right things to say.

They chatted at the bar till it was very late and she had to get home to her husband. So he walked her to her car. As she was standing there about to get into her car he leaned down and gave her a hug and a very tender kiss on the check and slipped a piece of paper into her hand. She was mesmerized and just stood there in shock as he walked away.

Her heart was beating so fast she thought she would pass out. Finally she managed to get into her car and go home. The next day she remember the piece of paper was still in her car so she went and got it. It was his phone number so she decided she would call him while her husband was at work. As she picked up and the phone she started shaking. She didn't know why she was so nervous. She was married and she wasn't going to do anything wrong. Or so she thought.

As the phone started to ring her heart started pounding thinking back to the night before. When he answered the phone she jumped from being lost in her thoughts from the night before. He was pleased to hear from her and they chatted for what seemed like forever.

They continued to talk on the phone over the next month. Then out of the blue one day he asked her if she would go out with him for the night. She didn't know how she was going to pull it off but she agreed.

That Friday night she told her husband she was going out with a friend and she would be home late. She got in her car and drove to where they were supposed to meet. As she drove up she could see he was already there, so she parked her car and went over to meet him.

He told her he had a very special evening planned for them. So she got into his car and they left. First they went down to the beach. It was a full moon and there was a light breeze. They walked along the beach for a while neither saying a word just enjoying the sounds of the waves crashing on the beach.

After a little while they decided to head back to his car. She hadn't noticed how handsome he was before but now she could not take her eyes off of him. 

When they reached the car he opened her door before getting in and driving towards his house. He told her he had made a special diner for her. She wasn't sure about going to his house but since he went threw all the trouble she figured there would be no harm. She did trust him after all.

When they got to his house he told her he had a surprise and he didn't want her to see it when she walked in. So he asked if she would put a blind fold on. She was a little taken back by the idea but she said OK. So he pulled a silk handkerchief from his pocket and tied it behind her head. He then slid his hand into hers and led her into the house.

She was so nervous she knew he could feel her shaking. Once they were in the house he let go of her hand. He told her to stay put he would be right back. She could hear him walking around but couldn't make out what he was doing. Then all of a sudden she felt him place his hand on her shoulders then his lips on her neck. She wanted to stop him but it just felt too good. He slowly untied the blind fold and she was amazed at what she saw. There were candles all over the house. 

He slowly walked around to stand in front of her. She looked up at him and there eyes meet. She knew in that moment what was going to happen that night.

He slowly leaned down and kissed her softly on her lips. Then he put his arms around her and pulled her close to him. She could feel his heart pounding as hers was keeping the same pace. She could also fell his hardening member threw his jeans.

There soft tender kiss soon turned into a very passionate kiss. She knew she had to have him and soon. He took her hand and lead her over to the couch and pushed her down. She just lay there looking at him.  He then began to take her shoes off. Then he got on his knees on the floor and started kissing her stomach as he undid her pants and slowly started sliding them down. He then came back up and slide his hands up her sides gently sliding her shirt up leaving her laying there in just her silk bra and thong.  He then leaned down and started kissing her very passionately. She was running her fingers threw his hair, then down his back, pulling at his shirt trying to get it off of him. She finally managed to get it off of him and started lightly running her finger nails up and down his back.  By this time his hands were roaming all over her body.  He finally broke away from their kiss and slowly started kissing his way down to her breast. Slowly reaching around and letting the clasp come free he pulled the bra from her body. Then he gently started kissing her breast. First one then the other. He then started sucking and gently biting them while his hands slowly found their way to her clothed covered mound. He could feel the heat coming from between her legs. He knew she was ready for him. He then slowly started working his way down her stomach to the top of her thong. He then stopped and looked up into her eyes. They were barely open but he could tell she was enjoying what she was getting.  He then gently pulled at the sides of her thong and pulled them off. He then returned his head to her mound. He could see the wetness flowing from her. Her skin was glistening from it. He slowly parted her lips to her beautiful pussy and started lapping at her juices.  He could feel her body starting to shake under him. He slowed his pace some he was not ready for her to cum yet. She tasted so good to him. He just couldn't get enough. He wanted her to be his lover and he planned on making her that tonight.  By now she was moaning loudly and thrusting her hips into his face. He knew she was in need of release. So he gently started nibbling at her clit and sliding his tongue in and out of her. She was grabbing his head causing his tongue to go deeper into her. She was having a massive orgasm. He continued to thrust his tongue into her until she came down from her orgasm. He then slowly lifted his head to look at her. 

She had a giant smile on her face. He crawled up her body till their lips came together in a kiss. He then climbed back to his feet and took her hand and helped her up.

He then led her threw the living room and down the hall to the bedroom. She lay down on his bed and it felt so good under her skin. He had silk pillowcases and a satin comforter. He excused himself for a moment and disappeared.

She laid there in disbelief of how the night was going. It was just so perfect, but then she started wondering if she should really be doing this? Just then he returned to the room. He was now standing there in front of her completely naked. All thoughts she had before vanished.  As he stood there her eyes examined his body. He had such a perfect body and she was in disbelief when she saw how large his manhood was.  He slowly walked to the end of the bed and slowly climbed on top of her. He looked down into her eyes as she gazed back up at him. He gently stroked her hair while just looking into her eyes. She reached up and grabbed his head and pulled his face to hers. There tongues intertwined he slowly started sliding his hard throbbing member into her hot wet love tunnel.

She felt so tight around him. He gently started rocking his organ in and out each time getting a little more in till he could feel he was all the way in. He then stopped and just lay there for a minute looking into her eyes.

Slowly he started to rock his hips all the while keeping his eyes locked on hers. He could see that she was enjoying herself. Her hands were gripping at his back trying to pull him deeper in to her and she was thrusting her hips to meet his own. This was pushing him to the edge, but he wanted to wait till she was satisfied first. 

He fought off the erg to cum right then but he did pick up the pace. He was now slamming his ragging cock deep into her love tunnel. She started to moan loudly and her body tensed up. Then she started to scream his name over and over and he could feel her body griping at his. That was all he could take. With one final thrust he planted his seed deep inside her. Then he collapsed.

They lay there for a long time like that in each other's arms. Finally he got up to clean himself up. She wanted to spend the night, she did not want to go but she knew she had to get up. So reluctantly she got up and got dressed. He took her back to her car. As they pulled up next to her car she leaned over for one last passionate kiss before getting in her car and heading home. 

It had been the best night of her life. She hoped there would be many more to come... 



Her First Affair



Let me say first, we are not swingers or sex freaks or anything like that and we've always had a healthy sex life. It's just after all these years of marriage there's a need to spice up the marriage bed, so to speak. Lately John and I have introduced some role-playing into our sex life. We talk about different fantasies and desires and then incorporate the scenarios as make believe while we have foreplay. One of our favorites is me telling John I made love to another man. John loves to get down and lick me as I tell him about how the tall dark stranger takes me and how I allow him to use my body for his pleasure. This drives John insane and he usually cums while he licking me, before he gets to be inside me. More than once as we cuddle après sex after playing this game, John will tell me that anytime I want I should go out and have that tall dark stranger and to enjoy him. I always say, 'We'll see,' but I'm only talking, as I could never do that.

You can call it fate or maybe how the stars align, but on one of the few weekends, that my John had to be out of town was when my boss asked for volunteers to rebuild a lost file of great importance. Obviously, I had nothing to do and it just so happened I knew something about the work we were looking for so I said I would help. It was a lot of work and not many people to help and in the end, it was just my boss and I. We finally finished about eight-thirty and my boss offered to buy me dinner. As were in casual clothes he suggested we go to a near-by bar that served good food.

Saturday night and the place was packed, we sat down for a cocktail while we waited for a table and then we had another before we were seated. I knew I shouldn't have had two drinks on an empty stomach and now I had a real glow on. During a surprisingly good meal, we chatted about anything but work. During a lapse in conversation, I looked up to see James looking at me intently. He reached over and put his hand on mine,

"I know I'm out of place here but I have to tell you I've had the hots for you for a long time." 

I blushed bright red but too drunk to think, I just giggled and said,

"It's funny but my husband and I play a game where I sleep with another man and I always imagine you as the other guy."

I put my hand over my face,

"Did I just say that out loud, oh my god that is so embarrassing."

The mood was broken so he paid the check and we walked out to his car. I thought he went to my side to open the door for me but instead he gently pushed me up against his car and kissed me not lightly but with passion. It was not like a kiss between a husband and wife who have been married for so long that kisses are almost as handshakes. This kiss was hot and I could feel it all the way down to between my legs. He broke the kiss but held his head close to mine. He put his lips to my ear and whispered,

"Laura, come home with me I want to make your fantasy a reality. This may be our only chance, so don't think just act."

And I did, as I just nodded without speaking. We drove in silence as my mind raced a mile a minute, could this be the end of my marriage. Even I knew fantasy is far different from reality and yet somehow I felt as if I was doing as John wanted. He stopped at a liquor store and I remember thinking that I'd already had all the alcohol I could handle but when he came out he was only carrying a small bag I realized it contained condoms. 

He held my hand as we walked to his apartment and I felt as nervous as I did when I lost my virginity. Once inside he kissed me and I kissed him back, then he held me at arm's length,

"Laura, I don't want to force you into anything you're not comfortable with, if I go too far, just let me know and we'll stop."

I kissed him again for my answer and although I was nervous I was not about to back down now.

James pulled my sweatshirt over my head and I thought it cute that he couldn't unsnap my bra. His mouth on my breasts was so very erotic, maybe because John no longer bothered with them. We sat on his couch and I ran my fingers through his hair as I watched him kiss and suck my breasts. He took my hand and led me to his bedroom and I watched him undress. I was anxious to see his penis, the first I'd seen up close other than my husband's since I'd married.

I guess to be a good story I should say it was huge and that he had a he-man's body but actually both his penis and his body were very much like my husband's. He retrieved the condoms and I asked if I could put it on him as that was something I'd never done. Believe me girls it's not as easy as it looks and we were laughing so much he actually went soft. I told him to relax and I'd take care of him, now I was going to put him in my mouth but once that rubber was on there was no way I was taking it off. I was afraid of maybe putting a hole in it if I sucked him with it on, so I changed tactics. 

We lie on the bed together and I began kissing him, I rubbed my hand through his chest hair and with the other, I held his penis. It didn't take long for him to get hard and soon he rolled me over on my back and then he mounted me and he slipped into me easily. He was good but not great and although just the thought of actually having sex with someone other than my husband was exciting I didn't orgasm. Still I enjoyed it when he came and later when he pulled out of me I really appreciated the rubber containing his mess.

In the end, it was just like my marriage as he soon fell asleep and then I did too. In the morning, we did it again and by then even the newness was gone and it was almost disappointing. I showered while he fixed breakfast and as we ate, we found we had run out of things to say.

He took me back to my car and before I got out, I told him I had enjoyed what we did but that I could never do it again, because of what it might do to my marriage. When I got home, there were three messages on our phone and I was glad I remembered to shut off my cell. When the phone rang again I picked up and assured my husband that I was OK and when I asked me what I'd been doing I teased,

"You're just going to have to wait until I get you naked and in bed to find that out."



Her First Affair: By the Book



The bookstore was crowded. But it didn't matter. Everywhere I looked I saw him. When I was in Romance, he was in Suspense. When I was in Human Sexuality, he was in Nutrition. I lost sight of him while I was browsing through Educational. Which was just as well, for I could not concentrate when he was in my view. He kept his dark head bent thoughtfully, his thoughts lost in whatever book he held in his hand at the moment. I needed to see his eyes. 

But he acted like he didn't even notice me.

He was hot. So hot. I loved the way his black hair curled around his ears and clung to his nape. His neck looked absolutely delicious. Dark and strong and thick and smooth. I licked my lips wanting to run my tongue over his earlobe, over the skin of his neck. He looked clean. I wanted to taste the salt of his skin. He was simply... luscious.

His eyes crinkled as he read something that must have amused him, and I wanted them to crinkle at me at that moment.

His hands were strong hands, yet gently cradled the book he was now engrossed in reading. I loved those hands. I wanted to be the book he studied as it rested in his palms. I wanted to be the page his fingers gently caressed as he browsed over the contents. I wanted those hands to cup my bottom. I wanted those fingers to turn my pages. But it was his arms, mmmm, yes, his arms that did me in and made me borderline obsessed with him. 

Tanned, strong arms. Not body builder, finely sculpted muscles. Muscles made by hard work, healthy lifestyle. I wanted those arms molded around me as his beautiful hands rested on my butt, pressing me close to his body. His lean legs, his nice, tight butt wrapped tightly in faded Levi denims fed my wildest fantasies.

I had to have him. I squeezed my thighs together to ease the tingling between my legs that was now buzzing and making it nearly impossible to shop.

Oh, before I continue, maybe I should set things straight. I am a happily married woman, with two beautiful children and even a dog. I am not the type of person to wander aimlessly through bookstores picking up men. 

Just this one time. Just this man.

Lost in my thoughts of what I would do to him were he my possession at the moment, he disappeared. I should have gone up to him and struck up a conversation. 

"Hi. Wanna fuck?" I tried the come on mentally and grinned. That wasn't exactly my style.. I bit my lip and wondered if I should go to the check out and just buy everything I now held in my arms just in case he was finishing up. Or... I could wander around the store looking for him. No. I might look too eager. Or worse, I might have security on my tail if I appeared too suspicious. 

I gave up, focused on the pile of books cradled in my arms, and headed for the coffee shop where tables and chairs provide patrons a place to sip coffee and peruse their possible purchases. 

However, there were no available tables I noticed as I wove a path through the crowded dining area, making my way to the counter and cashier. After ordering a cappuccino, I walked towards the far corner, hoping to find an empty chair at least. I'd even settle for sharing a table with someone if they weren't too gross or smelly, or weird looking. Maybe they would leave soon after and I could pile my books up and prevent anyone from joining me. Unless "Luscious" showed up, of course. Shoot, I'd sit on the floor if he needed a seat. Well. On my knees between his legs would be even better.

Pausing to observe the sea of diners, I balanced my books in one arm and my coffee in my other hand. Just as I felt my heavy pocketbook slide down my shoulder upsetting the books now threatening to spill out of my embrace, I heard a soft spoken voice offer a bit hesitantly, "This seat's not taken." 

In response, I twirled around just as my books tumbled onto the table. I watched in horror as they bumped into and nearly knocked over the cup of coffee sitting at the center of the table. 

A strong looking, nicely tanned hand played saviour to the cup of java that nearly took a tumble as well. I followed that hand to a beautiful, well shaped forearm, a familiar looking well muscled upper arm... Simply Luscious.

I smiled and thanked Venus and Cupid and any other gods and goddesses engaging in a bit of foreplay with my fate.

"Wanna fuck?" I actually thought about using that as an introductory line. Notice I said "thought." 

Instead, I smiled broadly and offered direct eye contact and a soft "thanks, " as I took the seat and attempted to straighten my pile.

He studied the books one at a time, raising an eyebrow as he glanced at my reading material. "Romance?" 

"I write it. That's not mine though, just checking out the competition." 

"Ah. Really? Are you good at it?" 

I felt my panties grow moist as he held my eyes captive and burned a hole in my heart. "I'm very good at it." The words sounded just a bit too innocent, just a bit too matter of factly, as I broke his gaze, concentrating on sipping my scalding hot coffee.


"How to Make Your Lover Beg for More." He coughed after reading that next title, his face turning a nice rosy hue. I made him blush!

"Research." I smiled again.

"Yes. Research." He almost looked like he was going to offer to help. Instead, he opened up the book that made him blush and studied it, as he had his novels and nutrition books earlier while I spied on him.

He didn't have a ring on his left ring finger.

Then again, neither did I at the moment..

He had flecks of grey here and there spattering his black short cropped hair. He was clean shaven. He smelled good. Crisp. And his lips looked... luscious.

What I was doing was insane, I thought now, getting cold feet. I thought about how my husband melts me in the wee folds of midnight, while the children are asleep down the hall. I looked at my coffee partner before me. If I made love to him right now in broad daylight, in some seedy hotel room nearby, I knew it would be the experience of a lifetime.

"Interesting." He murmured as he read my self help manual.

"Oh?" I could feel my breath quickening. If I had been standing at that very moment, my knees would have buckled beneath me. "What's that?" 

"You really want to know?" His voice was low and seductive.

I couldn't find my voice. So I just nodded breathlessly.

He held my gaze, his smouldering brown eyes melting all reserve. I didn't have to ask him if he wanted to fuck. Luscious wanted me. In fact, I bet he wanted to do me on that table right then and there. 

His eyes told me so.

"This gives step by step instructions on how to give your lover multiple orgasms." 

"Oh." I swallowed thickly, unable to look away, unable to speak. I wasn't exactly a player, you know.

He snapped the book shut and laid it down efficiently. He looked away as he picked up his coffee and brought it to his luscious mouth.

I wished I was a cup of coffee. I wanted him to drink me until I was completely empty.

Holding my own cup in two hands I studied him as he looked around the cafe. When he looked back he focused on my well manicured finger that ran subconsciously up and down the length of my cup. 

He smiled. Knowingly.

I knew it! We were going to fuck. Soon.

"Tell me about yourself." Quickly, I added silently.

"I'm married." 

"Me, too." I responded without hesitation.

"I've never done this before." I added without thinking.

He laughed. "Done what?" 

It was my turn to blush. Damn. I already had him in bed and undressed. I just forgot to tell him.

"Uhhhhh." I laughed too, and shrugged and shook my head, totally mortified with my slip of the tongue. "Uhm... Shared a table in a bookshop with a married man I'd just picked up?" I offered.

"Ah. I see." He scratched his head and inhaled before exhaling softly. As if trying to gain control. "So you picked me up, hm?" 

"Ahhhh.. What I meant was..." I laughed again and shrugged my shoulders. "Sorry." 

He just sat there smiling at me with this stupid look on his face.

"Your turn. Tell me about yourself." He leaned back in his chair and folded those luscious arms across his broad chest.

I love sex. No, no, no. "I'm a writer." There we go.

"Something I don't know." 

My pussy is totally soaked. Although by the look on his face he probably knew that, too. 

"I uh..." want to leave and make wild passionate love with you. No, that would appear too eager.

"I like coffee?" 

"Me, too." 

"And reading." 

"Me, too." 

His cell phone rang. He pulled it out of his back pocket and grimaced. "Hang on, " he said, holding up his hand.

I tried not to sulk, but instead, quickly thumbed through my books. I chose two of the romances, one herb book and of course, the orgasm book as this day's purchases. As I leafed through the books I listened to his every word, trying to figure out who had been so rude as to interrupt our brief courting session.

Whomever it was, he called "Sweetheart" I noticed. After reporting where he was, and when he would be home- three or so hours, he stated curtly- he hung up with a smile.

"Hungry?" He picked up two of his books and stood up.

I nodded, leaving all but three books on the table. Coffee's in hand, pocketbook on my shoulder, I followed him. Obediently.

"Here, let me." He reached for the books I held, and when his fingers touched my arms electric shocks jolted me. "Damn carpet, " I murmured.

He chuckled and made his way to the check out. We stood on line saying little to each other and when it was his turn at the register I pulled out my wallet and reached out my hands to take my books. 

Shaking his head with that stupid grin stretched from ear to ear, he set the books on the counter. "I got it." 

There. It was done. Now I was going to have to fuck him to get my books back. As repayment. I nodded with as equally a stupid smile spreading across my face.

I don't know how he expected me to eat a meal. I was not hungry. For food anyway. All I could think of was him. Naked.

We walked out of the bookstore together, and when we reached the curb of the parking lot he grabbed my hand, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I let him. As we walked I realized I was parked on the other side of the lot, and told him so.

"We'll go in my truck. I'll drop you off later." 

His truck. He drove a truck, of course. His essence wouldn't fit in anything else. He opened the door and I had to actually climb up to get in the front seat. As I hoisted myself up, he spread his hand over my ass as if to guide me in -- to the truck, I mean.

This was not me. I would normally never do this. But all I could think about was having this man inside of me. Of being beneath him while he filled me with cock and cum. Of sitting on top of him and riding him while he bucked beneath me releasing his load deep inside of me. Of bending in all sorts of positions to please him.

We drove down the road a way until he pulled into a motel parking lot. "Nice restaurant, " I said, my heart pounding beneath my breasts.

"Oh. I meant later." He stared at me intently. "Unless you would rather go now. It's up to you." 

Who was he kidding? My green eyes locked onto his brown gaze and I smirked. "You're joking right?" 

"Thought so. You know. You're about as readable as a book." 

"That's always been a major character flaw with me." 

"I wouldn't say that." He grabbed my hand and squeezed. "Ready?" 

I nodded and slid over to his side of the truck. He opened the door and jumped down, then turned to help me out. As I stepped down he grabbed my waist and lifted me out of the cab, pulling me close to him so that my body slid smoothly down the length of his body as he set me on the ground. When I landed on my feet he pulled me even closer, molding me into his hard body. And I mean hard. Everywhere. He wrapped his lucious arms around my waist, planted his hands on my ass, and hugged me hard as he bent his head down to kiss me. I parted my lips instinctively, allowing his tongue to slip inside and explore with unchecked urgency.

My hands reached up over his shoulders and I slipped my fingers through his hair. I pulled his head closer, forcing his tongue deeper into my mouth. I thought he was going to take me right there, in the parking lot.

He broke away and spoke, his voice ragged. "Let's get inside." 

"Shouldn't we--" I looked to the front desk office.

He reached in his pocket and held out a key. Room 143.

Hesitantly I followed him. I thought he never did this before....

The room was dark, but smelled good. Not at all like a dank musty motel room. It smelled like incense. He flicked on the light and walked to the dresser, where he turned on a radio, lit a candle and laid down his keys.

"I thought you never did this before." 

"I don't." 

I looked around the room. Not only was there a cd player/radio, and candles. But there were soft silken ties attached to the four corners of the bed, and a black fishnet body suit laying on the bed. And black spike heels.

And a video camera. And a digital camera.

I felt a tremble of apprehension and swallowed thickly.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you." He was studying my reaction carefully, totally absorbed in my response.

Looking around again I noticed there were no knives, whips or guns. That was a start.

"You do want to fuck me, don't you?" He walked towards me slowly.

I nodded.

"Then say it. I don't want to do anything you don't want me to do. If I misread you back there.... we can just go to the restaurant..." 

I shook my head, taking a few steps back until I felt the bed behind me. He stood before me and whispered. "Tell me you want me to fuck you." 

"I want you to fuck me." I whispered, suddenly completely under his control.

"You want my cock." 

"I want your cock, " I whispered, unable to break his gaze.

"Inside of you." 

"Inside of me." 

He grabbed me then in a cruel embrace, crushing me to him as he devoured my mouth hungrily. I clung to him, just as hungry, consuming him as if he were my last meal.

We fell onto the bed and he lay on top of me, his knee separating and spreading my thighs. He pressed against my pussy and I moaned softly. He paused and sat up, ordering me not to move, not even a finger.

I closed my eyes, forcing myself to obey.

He returned a few seconds later with two glasses of red wine. "Drink." 

I sat up and took the cup. He raised his glass, we clinked in a silent toast, and then drank. I gulped mine, seeking courage.He took the two glasses and placed them with a loud clink on the night stand. And then he laughed. Again.

He seemed to do that a lot. I was glad I amused him.

He knelt before me, slowly unfastening each of the buttons that ran the length of my shirt. With that done he slipped his hands beneath the cotton material and cupped my two breasts, kneading them softly. My nipples were hard against his palms. And tingling. I mewed softly and tilted my head back, revelling in the sensation.

He slipped my shirt off my shoulders and told me to stand.

I stood.

He pulled my jeans down around my hips, leaving them in a puddle at my ankles. He pulled my shoes off my feet, one at a time. He slipped my black cotton socks off, stuffing them in my shoes. Then he pulled my jeans off completely, leaving me trembling before him. Goosebumps raised along my skin. My chest heaved as I fought to control my breath.

He slipped a finger inside the leg of my black lace panties, searching the warm moist folds of my pussy lips. He slipped a finger inside of me, moving it around, massaging my insides, then pulled out and raised it to his lips. After licking some of my juice from his finger he rested it against my lips, ordering softly, "Taste." 

I slipped a tongue out and tasted. He smiled.

"You listen well." 

I nodded, completely entranced.

He stood up and leaned forward, kissing me softly as he brought his arms up and around my back to unfasten my bra. It dropped to the floor, followed by my panties as he tugged those off too.

"Put that on." He pointed to the body suit thing and the heels on the bed. "In the bathroom." 

I picked it up and followed his directions. A few minutes later I wobbled out on the 5 inch "fuck me" black spike heels. The body suit was constricting and tight and strangely erotic. I felt like I was tied up, but obviously I wasn't. It was crotchless, and my nipples protruded through the criss-cross mesh. My breasts were pressed as much as they could be for size D cups, against my body. Pussy juice was trickling down my thighs.

He had taken his shirt off, revealing a nicely chiselled torso, but he had kept his jeans on, although his brown leather belt was unbuckled, but still looped through the waist.

"Come here. Slowly. I want to watch you walk." 

I came. Slowly. I felt his eyes touch every inch of my body.

He stood up and unzipped his pants. His cock sprang to life beneath his briefs. He reached out and ran his fingertips down my arms, over my breasts, my belly, my thighs. Everywhere he traced he left a path of fire. I felt like molten lava when he spoke again.

"On your knees." He pointed to the carpetted area in front of his feet.

I knelt before him, awaiting his instruction. Already my tongue was pressing against the inside of my teeth, straining to be released so it could lick and taste this beautiful cock that strutted out proudly before me. I opened my mouth and looked up at him. He was mesmerized with the sight before him. I could tell. His eyes were half lidded and his breathing had increased. And all he could do was nod.

That was all I needed.

I bent my head forward, my mouth circling the head of his cock. He moaned softly as I licked the tip, bringing my hands up to brace against his hard ass. He pumped slowly into my mouth and I took him in easily, inch by inch. 

I moved one hand to his shaft, pumping and squeezing as I licked his hard cock up and down with my tongue and lips. He pumped faster and harder and I hummed with desire. I wanted to taste him. I loved him fucking my mouth. I wanted to swallow his cum. I put both hands around his shaft and gave one last hard pump and squeeze as I sucked his cock dry. He cried out as he came, wrapping his hands in my hair as he shoved his rod deep, down my throat, causing me to gag with that last thrust. I swallowed and licked and nibbled and sucked softly as the last bits of cum dribbled into my mouth. I swallowed greedily.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm..." I said with a smile as I looked up and licked my lips. The taste of him filled my mouth. The bittersweet aftertaste of his cum was spicy on my tongue.

He couldn't speak for a moment, as he stared down at me, kneeling before him, with his cock still in my lips, cum on my chin, and his hands in my hair. I watched as he slowly gained control again. And then, only then, did he speak.

"I want you to lay on the bed." He lifted a hand to tweak my nipple while his other hand parted my thighs and massaged my soaked pussy.

He pushed me gently on the bed and directed me to lay in its center. I waited breathlessly for what was to come.

"You're not going to hurt me." 

"No. I told you I wouldn't hurt you." He took one of my arms and raised it upward, tying my wrist to the bed with one of the satin silky ties.

"I know. But.." I watched as he tied my other hand in the same fashion.

"But what?" 

"I never did this before." 

"Me either." He insisted.

"You act like you know what you are doing, though." 

After he had my hands tied he straddled me, his cock already growing firm again and pushing through his briefs, pushing against my pussy. "I do know what I'm doing. You are my fantasy." 

Ah. Good. Because he was mine.

I tugged at the ties as he planted a chaste kiss on my lips. "Bend your legs." He ordered this as he got off the bed and went into the bathroom. Running water sounded.




Her First Affair: By the Book



He returned with a towel, a bowl of hot steaming, water, and a razor.

Oh, god.

He laughed and positioned himself between my legs. "Relax." 

I gasped as he pulled out a scissors and proceeded to cut my hair, cropping my pussy so close I could feel the steel blades dangerously close to my pussy lips and clit. When it contacted with my warm skin now and then I would jump and he would harshly order, "Stop moving!" 

I obeyed. I obeyed even though I was ready to cum. I really needed him to fuck me.

Then carefully he smoothed shaving cream all over my pussy. He took his sweet ass time shaving me, slipping his fingers inbetween my lips, circling and pinching my clit. By the time he finished shaving me and rinsing me and drying me I was moaning and near to weeping. I couldn't take much more. "I need you to fuck me." I pleaded in a hoarse whisper.

"No talking. Yet." He smiled at me and placed another chaste kiss on my forehead. 

Then he stood up and reached into a bag at the foot of the bed. He pulled out a large vibrator, purple and thick and long. I gasped. "Don't even think about it--" I started.

"I said no talking." Other than that he ignored me as he turned the vibrator on and laid it on the bed between my legs, close enough to my clit but not close enough. I could almost feel the vibrations but was not getting any benefit at all from it as the damn thing wasn't even touching me.

He took the razor and towel and bowl of water and left me like that as he headed towards the bathroom. He called over his shoulder not to move my legs, that were still bent at the knees. 

"Bastard." I mutter as I writhed, trying to gain contact with the vibrator without actually moving my body. I screamed in frustration as I tugged at the ropes. Enough was enough.

I could feel my pussy juices soaking the bedspread beneath me. I could feel it dribbling down the crack of my ass, over my hole, and onto the bed. I needed his cock. Or that vibrator. Or his tongue. His finger. Anything. I couldn't take it anymore.

"I thought I told you not to move." He spoke after watching me a few minutes while I writhed and struggled.

"I can't take this much more." 

"But we've only just started." 

I groaned as I watched him slip his jeans off and toss them on a chair. His eyes never left mine. He slipped his briefs off as well, then stood there completely naked as I caressed him with my eyes. He was hard and stiff, and looked ready to burst. My mouth watered. I wanted to taste him.

He came to sit between my legs again and picked up the vibrator.

I watched his every move.

"Tell me. Where do you want me to put this vibrator?" 

I shook my head. "Anywhere." 

"No. You need to tell me. Where do you want me to fuck you with this." He waved it towards me and smiled again.

"My cunt." I swallowed thickly. I could feel my whole body blushing.

"Like this?" He took the tip of the vibrator and pressed it against my clit. I growled and thrust my hips upward as I felt the first tingling of an orgasm.

Too soon he took it away. "Ah, ah, ah. I didn't say you could cum yet." 

He leaned forward and parted my smoothly shaved pussy lips with his tongue and sucked gently on my clit. I whimpered as he pulled away, straightening up to turn his attention upward as he placed the buzzing toy on one of my nipples. I cried out and he shook his head. "When you stop moving around, I will start over." Then he shut it off and waited for me to stop thrusting my hips. When I had settled down slightly he turned the toy back on.

"Now. Where did you say you want me to put this? Here?" Again he touched my clit, only in a brief, teasing, fleeting caress. "Or like this?" He continued, slipping the vibrator between the folds of my pussy, searching and finding my soaking canal that craved his hard cock but would settle for something- anything at the moment. "YESSSSS!" I shrieked, feeling the muscles constrict around the pulsating mechanical toy.

He pulled it out quickly and shut it off.

"Did I tell you you could cum?" 

"You're torturing me." I accused breathlessly.

"I know." 

"It's not funny." 

"I know.... but.... you like it." 

I grinned. "I hate you." 

He chuckled and turned the vibrator on, waiting for me to direct him.

"This, " he touched my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my body, "or this?" He slowly pushed the toy inside my cunt, inching it slowly, pressing it upwards so the carefully designed nub found my oh so sensitive G-spot, causing me to buck beneath his hands.

He put his thumb on my clit, searched beneath its little hood and rubbed. I moaned as he slowly pumped my pussy and rubbed my clit. He caught my gaze and held it. I swallowed thickly and moaned.

"You like?" 

I nodded and whimpered.

"Tell me..." he whispered with a soft smile.

"I ... I ...." 

"You're going to cum..." 

I nodded and called out "YESSSSS...." 

And he quickly took the vibrator out, throwing it on the bed.

He straddled me then, shoving his cock deep inside my pussy, sending me over the edge. He pounded me, thrusting his hips into me, his thick hard cock penetrating me, pushing deep inside of me, until I felt my muscles squeezing him hard, milking his climax as I came with him. We both roared as we came together, as blinding, exploding, quaking orgasms rocked our bodies. I felt him shoot his load deep inside of me, hot and burning as he pumped harder and harder, slow then fast. Until finally we slowed to a stop. Only our chests moved as we fought to control our breathing.

He lay there for a moment, revelling in the aftermath, the aftershocks rippling through my pussy, and then he rolled off of me and pinched my nipple, raising his head up to rest on one hand.

"What time is it?" I asked as I tried unsuccessfully to roll over and hug him. I had forgotten my hands were tied.

"We have four hours left." 

I opened my eyes and grinned. "It's my turn." 

"No. First we shower. Then we go grab something to eat." 

"Aww, come on." I pulled at the ties on my left hand. "Undo me." 

As he reached over to untie me his cell phone rang again.

He picked it up and smiled. "Hi, sweetheart. Mommy's busy, what do you need?" 

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. 

"Nana wants to talk to you." He spoke to me, then grinned a wicked grin and held the phone to my ear. 

"Hi, mom. Yes, feed them dinner. We might be later than expected." 

As I spoke to my mother, he busied himself tracing circles around my nipples. I tried to jerk away, but when I did he'd move the phone from my ear. "Mom. I have to go. I'll call you later. Bye." 

"You suck." I said laughing as he put the cell phone down.

"Yes I do, but not as good as you...." 

"Come on and untie me. The kids are getting bored at Mom's and want us to come home soon." 

"Tough." 

He leaned over and untied me anyway, pausing to kiss me soundly on the lips.

"It's your birthday, and today is your day. The kids can wait." 

"I love you, " I said softly, smiling at my luscious husband.

"I love you, too." 

the end 



Her First Anal Experience



His tongue burrowed into my ass hole, I trembled, moaned in pleasure. This made him stretch inside my asshole more, he buried his face into my ass as far as he could. Pulling my right cheek aside, he licked my ass slit , spitting on my crack to gain more slipperiness. He rimmed and licked my asshole longer and deeper than anyone had before. My body rocked over his mouth, moans became huffs and gasps I knew he was going to give me my fantasy, make my ass come alive and feel the pleasure of orgasm inside my dirty, horny place. Deep inside my dark, taboo place I has been craving to be touched, licked, fingered, stretched, filled and fucked. 

I like to think of myself as a liberated, open minded thirty something woman. Passionate, open minded and world wise. Anal pleasure has always fascinated me and here I was with a man who shared the same passion as I did.

"Oooooooooh..if only you knew how long I have been waiting for someone who shares my passion, indulge my fantasies, pleasure my soft, round, delicious ass...." 

His licking, sucking my asshole making it so hot and horny, my tightly puckered rosebud is now wet, 

soft , getting very tingly and steamy as he sucked, bringing more blood to my engorged asshole. 

He instructs me to finger my pussy as he is sucking on my ass I start rubbing and playing with my clit, making it big, hard, inserting two fingers into my very wet tight cunt and working them in and out, slowly at first, but quickly building as the momentum of his ass licking continues. Gasping, my breathing short and shallow, my fingers move to match his tongue inside my ass. 

"I...love...this!" I cry as he circles inside my puckered asshole with his tongue. 

He is lapping my swollen, closed hole, forcing it to become more sensitive with each lick. He said my arse tasted so fucking good, he couldn't wait to stretch it beyond my outer limits and work his stiff cock into my tight backdoor. He stopped and asked how my asshole was doing.

"Fantastic. Stretch me open now" I purred moving my fingers in and out of my dark cunt honey pot. 

He licked his index finger, slowly inserting it into my clenched hole pushing slowly into my tightly formed rectum. I gasped in response and he said "That's it...nice and slow, just relax." 

He spat on my ass crack, the saliva rolled down towards his probing finger where it collected in a pool. He used it as some well-needed lubrication to loosen my tight hole a bit. His other hand pulled back my ass cheek, he said he wanted to see the dirty action taking place before him! 

"Wow, that looks so hot!" he said. "It...feels...incredible," He sighed as he pushed his finger up first knuckle deep into my narrow cavern. How does it feel, he asked? "It burns...tickles at the...same time," I explained. "I can't wait to open you up fully and slide my cock in there," he said as he pulled his finger out and pushed it back in.

"Oooh," was all I could respond with. He worked his finger in and out of my asshole for quite some time, while massaging my ass muscles making them relax a bit. He used a few more mouthfuls of spit and some wider finger probes, swirling motions. Now your asshole should be able to take another digit, he said pushing a second finger up inside, I bucked, shimmied in surprise. He asked "was that sore, were you not ready for that?"

"No, it's okay, I said. My ass...has to be...stretched to allow...for the prize!" He looked up at me smiled and winked as he worked his two fingers in and out of my asshole slowly. My anal muscled gripped his fingers like a vice and moved tightly against his probing motion, following every dip and curve of his fingers. My ass swallowed over his knuckles eagerly as he pushed them deep into my rectum, he watched them disappear from sight with each plunge. He said my ass was incredibly tight and that it would take some work before my hole was stretched enough to allow for the insertion of his cock.

"I can feel...my hole...opening...for you," I said with a pleased look. "Yeah, but its slow going," lets stop for a second" he said.

He pulled his fingers out from my asshole and we heard a soft audible 'pop,' as my ass seemed to suck against the withdrawal of his fingers.

"There's some massage oil and butter cream ointment in the cabinet that might help."

He return to my outstretched ass and said "Fuck, your ass is so perfect! I could stare at it all day." I smiled and then giggled, "I'm glad you like it."

He squirted a generous amount of oil into his hands saying " I'm going to oil then grease up your dirt box really good" as he pushed two fingers up into my asshole. This time I gripped his fingers, the oil working in slick and smooth as the digits slipped past my outer ring and into my rectum.

"Oooh, that's it!" I gritted through my teeth, "Get deep in my dark hole!"

His piston-like finger motion made my muscles relax. He started preparing my hole for the entry of a third finger and asked "You ready for another finger, babe?"

"Uh huh." He glided another finger slowly into my clenched pipe. "Oooh!" As he slid it back and forth within, I began to grind my hips back and forth in time with his sliding fingers. He said my arched back was something to see now, as the top of my torso lay flat on the bed, my knees spread wide, my ass open and raised well into the air. 

He leaned over me pushing my hair away from my ear and whispered ..........

"You look like a goddamn cat waiting to be mounted." 

I felt his hard cock jump in anticipation between my asscheeks. 

He opened the butter cream for increased lubrication and applied some to his aching cock and fingers, working them against one another. The mess was intense as his saliva, my pussy juices, the cream, the oil all seemed to mix and flow everywhere. He readied to join his ring finger with the other two invading digits into my bowel depths. The scene smelled of sex and cocoa butter. I was nice and lubed at this point, from what I could feel in my bowels. His fingers were sliding in and out of me with greater ease now and my breathing was deeper now and less strained. He watched my hole accepting his fingers now with welcomed delight as they slipped unrestrained past my outer ring and into my swelling cylinder. He said "Wow, this stuff is slippery!" "Good. I'm just about there," I cooed. "I've been there for quite some time," he whispered, I turned to him and looked deep into his eyes and smiled. "Don't worry; you can be inside me soon. Stretch me open, handsome."

He worked his fingers all the way into my accommodating glory hole watching as all three fingers coasted in and out. He spread his fingers apart more so he could maximize the dilation of my greased taboo tunnel. He had all three fingers in and as he flexed apart, my anal walls stretched with each motion, his knuckles knocked and pushed my hot, tight passage entry further open. 

"Yeah, that's it!" I breathed. He followed by frigging his fingers in and out of my hole stretching my pipe open even more. 

"Looks like you're ready, babe," he remarked. "Yeah...feels pretty open," I sighed.

He was looking up at my ass, my hole was soft, slippery, dark red and stretched wide open. When he pulled his fingers out, my anus stayed open and was stretched nicely. 

It looked so inviting and ready, he couldn't wait any longer. His cock was rock hard and I knew that he needed to fuck me soon. The mere sight of my big round open spread ass was getting to him.

He stood, rubbing his cock against the crack of my bum, watching his aching cock rub against the cleft. Everything was so well lubricated, but I sensed he still wasn't sure if he could push his big hard cock into my small tight hole without hurting me. With trembling hands, he pulled his stiff cock down and held the tip of his cock against the outer ring of my oiled cavern. Guiding it down, he pushed into my puckered ring and watched his mushroom head slip into my tight anal opening. 

"Oooh, yes!" I howled, "Get it in there!" "Feels so incredibly tight!" He growled. "Push it in...I want to feel every inch!" I cried. Slowly he inched further he felt the head of his cock rush past my tight outer ring, as my flesh gripped against him, held fast and then allowed further penetration as he moved forward closer towards my splayed body. 

"Oh, God...feels so good!" I moaned. "Yeah, babe...your ass is just as tight as I thought it would be!" he gasped out. "Fuck me good!" I cried out.

His cock entered further into my tight cave as he pushed and crawled his way deeper into my eager ass. His dick was surrounded by hot wet slippery flesh and anal muscles that gripped and stroked against his shaft with loving tightness. My ass stretched against his cock like a tight-fitting glove, snuggly wrapping him with every move. He began grunting as he forced his way further into the depths of my bowels, I gasped while feeling his careful intrusion. He pushed a few more times, and his cock was fully inside my ass, his balls resting against the soft round globes of my ass. We both paused , me to adjust to the feel of having my ass filled and fully stretched by a hard cock and him to watch in amazement as my ass swallowed his entire length deep into my bowels. 

"Fuck!" he exclaimed, feeling my anal walls grip and stretch against his swollen rock hard cock. "Hold it in there for a minute," I pleaded. He paused enjoying the tightness of my anal muscles flexing against him. "Feels so good! Wow, my ass feels so full!"

He began pulling back as my hole retracted against the fullness of his cock, pulling at him, not wanting him to leave. My hole was freakingly tight, as he slipped past my anal grip. When his cock had exited my anus, it flailed desperately seeking to be implanted back into my hot wet anal canal. He guided his cock back against my gaping hole and pushed it eagerly back into my greedy eager awaiting slippery glory crater.

"Rub your clit, for me baby!" he shouted. I moaned and placed a free hand on my cunt and started rubbing my engorged clit, screaming with delight. With each motion, I trembled with pleasure as he pushed his magnificent dark cock inside my ass .As his cock glided back into my constricted sphincter,

he gasped as he slipped deep into my hot dark wet bowels.

"

Ah yeah!" I cried. "Argghh!" he growled, pumping with long smooth strokes.

"Fuck me faster...I'm going to cum!" Fuck my ass.............. please make it feel

so good..........I've waited so long for this ass fucking......make my horny ass cum for

you.......fill it up with your cum.

He started thrusting faster, pushing and pulling, in and out of my cramped dirt box like a delayed jack hammer. 

"You like riding my ass?" I screamed. "More than anything!" he shouted back

He plowed into me well and hard a few more times when I felt my body start to twitch. I was swirling my clit hard and fast now. He reached between my legs and stilled my fingers as I arched and thrashed below. He whispered in my ear leave your clit alone. I'm going to fuck you so deep in your glory hole, you'll cum so hard and intense that you'll forget every orgasm you have ever had before this one. I want you to relax, let go, reach far back into your dirty taboo place, feel the pleasure start building from deep within that dark, moist, heat of your bowels. He held me tight pulling out and pushing his cock with long 

hard strokes deep inside my bowels. I quivered, moaned and wailed like an unbridled animal.

"Fuck!" he hollered, and I started wailing "Ohhh....oh...oh...oh..ah...ah...oooooh!"

He pumped hard into me a few more times, I relished the tightness of his strong hold much as I could. My ass muscles, twitching with my convulsing orgasm, I milked my lovers hard cock for all it was worth. My anal walls wrapped tightly against his swollen, pulsing, throbbing member, tugging to free his essence deep into my bowels. He thrust into my ass a few more times, he was losing control I could feel precum dripping hotly inside my bowels. With the next thrust his cock twitched and spurted cream deep into

my sacred bowels as he called out in complete submission.

"Oh, my God! Fuck...Oh, yeah...yeah...fuck!" he screamed, releasing his essence in a 

hail of fireworks deep within my anus. He remained inside of me as his climax subsided. 

"Oh...ah, fuck!" he blurted. I giggled, smiling back at him as he rested well inside my arse, my muscles gripping him tight. "Did you like that?" he whispered.

"Yeah. I replied. "Let's just say that no one's ever made me cum like that."

"I'm glad. Did I make you feel like a woman again?" " Like a naughty girl?" "Absolutely," I sighed.

He started to pull his softening cock out of my ass, spreading my cheeks wide so he could inspect my ass. A trail of slick cum and buttery oil followed, dripping freely out of my incredibly dilated 

asshole. It was vile, but oh so incredible. "My God, do you have a wonderful ass." he said. 

"That's what I hear." I replied. "So fucking tight; I love it...I just wish I could stay in there all day." 

he said. "Me too," I giggled shyly.

He slapped his shrunken cock against my ass playfully and admired my outstretched form. 

Lightly caressing my asshole, fingering it lovingly, testing to see if it had closed tight. 

He planted a kiss, one last time on my closed anus and rolled me over. 

Leaning forward towards me he touched my cheek and kissed me fully on my lips plunging his

tongue deep into my mouth, sharing my taste and his essence with me.

He looked into my eyes and said "Let's do this again and again and again." 

I smiled and said "Yes."



Her First Ass Probing



Hooray for alcohol! It has a way of relaxing a person's inhibitions, if taken in the right amount. And that can be a good thing, sometimes. People have a way of getting set in their ways, becoming averse to trying new things. Sometimes, if inhibitions come down just a little, a willingness to try something a little wild emerges. And sometimes, the payoff is an enjoyable experience.

My wife and I had both been under a lot of stress, and once the weekend came around we both needed to blow off a little steam. We spent the evening listening to music from our glory days, when we were both a little wilder. That would be music from the mid 1980's through the early 1990's We had very similar tastes in music during that time, a fact which greatly surprised us both. Granted, there was a lot of crap coming out of the music industry at that time, but there was also some really good stuff. Getting out the old CD's and playing them took us back, and it was good to have something both fun and not too intense to talk about.

And if you're going to dig out music from your youth, why not play it loud? That's really the only way, after all. And drinking lots of beer also helped set the mood. I've always been impressed with my wife's sophisticated taste for beer, and her ability to drink it, and truly enjoy it. So we had loud music, good beer, and an interesting conversation about the merits of Motley Crue vs. Metallica. Black Flag. Siouxsie and the Banshees. Dead Kennedys. The only way we could have been more in the moment, or more in the moment of the past, was if we had a big bag of weed and the means to smoke it up. Alas, we had to settle for the loud music and beer. But it was a good time, and a great, stimulating conversation. We were making enough noise that we were surely disturbing our neighbor, but that's the last thing we were concerned about. In fact, I think we both took a little pleasure in shooting a little noise pollution his way, he certainly deserved it. But that's another story entirely...

Anyway, at some point, Becky brought up the fact that she hadn't seen the sex video we have in a long time. I responded by pointing out that it was she that suggested that we keep it hidden from view, lest a visiting family member discover that we owned a fuck-flick. Gasp! So I explained that I had hidden it. She suggested I get it back out. 

No need to ask me twice about that! Maybe Becky would actually want to watch it again. Although I would much rather be having sex with my wife than with any other woman in the world, it's still fun and exciting to watch the crew of a sex movie go at it in every which way. I'm a big fan of having regular, sane sex with one beautiful woman often. But watching the situations that come up in a porn movie does turn me on. And you see some cool stuff in a porn movie, stuff like two women making love, and guys fucking women in every hole imaginable, always ending with a shot of the guy shooting his load all over a gaggle of naked, horny, slutty, big-breasted women. Would I want to be that guy in the porn movie? Probably not. But still fun to watch.

So anyway, I dug out the sex film we had. I got it because Becky at one time was curious about sex movies. Alas, I didn't have one. So I went out and bought one. Hey, if it made us horny, that's awesome, right? Well, it turns out there's a LOT of porn movies out there. Movies that cater to every bizarre fetish imaginable. Want to watch a redheaded midget stick his foot up a blonde amazon's ass, while she blows a donkey? Hey, there's probably a whole section devoted to that at your local adult bookstore. 

But what I wanted was just a movie with a lot of fucking. Hot women, guys my wife would think were hot. Everyone fucking and sucking, maybe a little lesbian action, which I've always liked to watch. So I'm looking for a nice porn movie, one that my wife will enjoy too. I finally found one called, "Sex Island," with a nice picture on the cover of the ocean, a beautiful beach, and two hot, foxy, butt-naked sluts embracing. Sounds good. It's got Sex, it's got an Island, it's Sex Island, an island where a lot of sex happens. I went with that one, and it actually turned out to be pretty good. Guys fucking chicks in a variety of positions. A few lesbian scenes. A few scenes with two women on one guy. A few anal scenes.

So I dug our official pornographic movie out. We decided to put it in, keeping with our theme of traveling back in time to when we were both wild and wanting to do stuff a little shocking. I was happy with that decision. The best case scenario would be we'd both get horny, and have a really good, raw fuck. The worst case scenario was that I'd be the only one who got horny, and end up masturbating right there, which would be okay. Because, hey, who could blame me for needing to get off after watching a porn movie? So those were the two possibilities. I was sure to get horny, the question was would Becky?

We watched a few scenes. We watched a little hottie fuck and suck a guy by a waterfall, ending with him ejaculating onto her face, and into her mouth. Pretty hot. The next scene started out with two women, one giving the other a massage. Very hot, and of course they moved on to a hot lesbian scene. Then a guy joined in, fucking one chick from behind while she gave the other chick oral pleasure. Again, a hot scene, which of course ended with the guy blowing his load all over both women's faces. At this point, I pointed out to Becky that I was hornier than a ten-peckered Billy goat. As she was feeling a little mischievous, we quickly agreed to head for the bedroom and have sex. Awesome!

Our clothes came off quickly, and I had the immense pleasure of following my wife to the bedroom. Let me just point out here that my wife has a fantastic ass. Well, the whole package is fantastic, but I'm focusing on her ass here. It's the perfect shape. Firm, but with enough jiggle to drive me wild when she moves it. Not large, but full enough to have wonderful curves. Pale, smooth skin, so that the crack of her ass stands out in even dim light, looking warmly inviting, sexy. So my wife led the way to the bedroom. Closely followed by her unbelievably hot ass. Followed by my growing erection. Followed, of course, by me.

I was mesmerized by the way her ass was rolling with each step she took. I couldn't take my eyes off it, it was truly beautiful and erotic. It was decided then. I would take her from behind, a position that gives me a truly spectacular view of her ass. I absolutely love looking down on her ass, with her sticking it up in the air, for me to enter her. The curve of her hips, the small of her back. The way her cheeks come apart a little, giving me a view of her cute little sphincter. And the sight of my cock, disappearing between her lips, into her vagina. Oh, I can't even begin to describe how wonderful a sight it is, watching my cock slide into her vagina, slowly penetrating, knowing my full length is filling her up.

She crawled up onto the bed, on all fours. She started to lean over, as if to roll over onto her back. I quickly reached out with both hands, grabbing an ass cheek in each one, steadying her where she was. Letting her know that I wanted her on her hands and knees, just as she was. That I would be taking her from behind. 

She understood immediately what I wanted, and complied. She inched forward a little, to give me room on the bed behind her, lowering her head a little, which made her ass stick up in the air slightly. What a glorious view!

I climbed up behind her, a condom in one hand, and a bottle of Astro-Glide in the other. As I unwrapped the condom, I crept forward a bit, so that my erection slipped between her legs, brushing against her thighs and ass. As my cock continued to climb skyward, I moved forward and allowed her beautiful ass cheeks to cradle it. I was now very erect, and as I continued to work on unwrapping the condom, I began sliding my cock between her ass cheeks, hopefully letting my wife know that her ass turned my on beyond words.

Finally! I had the condom unwrapped, and forced it onto my erection. I covered it in some of the lubricant, also putting some on Becky's pussy, gently caressing her lips with my fingers as I spread the Astro-Glide on her. She has a wonderful pussy, which by the way looks hot as hell from the front, too. It's covered by a beautiful, soft bush, which is the perfect shape and thickness naturally. She has nice lips, which when spread reveal a beautiful vagina. Very tight, there's always a lot of pressure on my cock from her pussy when I fuck her. Sometimes, perhaps a little too tight, if there is such a thing. It can make entry difficult sometimes, and my slightly larger than average cock can cause her a little discomfort, too.

Once the condom was on, and lubricated to my satisfaction, I moved forward, eager to enter my wife, fill her wonderful pussy up with my erection, and become as close as two people can be. I guided it with my hand, until my head was pressing against her entry. I paused a moment there, just putting pressure on her pussy, letting her know I was there, and about to slide into her.

Before entering her, I took in the sight of her beauty, the whole view. There she was, on her hands and knees before me, ready to submit. Her back was arched slightly, her long hair falling off her back and shoulders. Her legs were spread, to allow me to come close up behind her ass, ready to enter her. Her ass was sticking up slightly, and the beauty of the curves of her hips, the round fullness of her ass, was breathtaking!

I moved forward, sliding into her with purpose, and a little faster than I usually do. She gasped as my erection opened her up, tensed her muscles a little, and arched her back slightly more. Once I was in her, I paused briefly, then began steadily moving in and out. My hands grabbed her ass cheeks, caressing them, then squeezing them harder. I slid my hands up, massaging the small of her back as I took her from behind. It was wonderful! 

I wanted to give her tits a good squeeze too, and leaned forward so that I could reach around her chest, grabbing a gorgeous breast in each hand. Leaning forward caused me to penetrate extra deep into her, and she gasped again, saying, "Careful." I backed off a little, and resumed my deep, easy strokes in and out of her warm, tight pussy.

The fucking went on for a while, with me occasionally varying my strokes, sometimes deeper, sometimes shallow. Sometimes slow and steady, sometimes pounding away furiously at her, always trying to find that magic combination that would get a definite positive response out of Becky. Although time had stood still for me, we must have been fucking for a while, because the lube was starting to wear off, and even through the condom I could feel some friction starting to build up. Lube has been helpful for us, especially when I'm wearing a condom. Between the two of us, we probably produce enough natural juices to adequately lubricate our lovemaking, but with the condom on all of my juices are trapped, unusable.

No problem, the bottle of lube was still within reach. I grabbed it, flipping the lid open. Not wanting to completely withdraw from her warm, wonderful pussy, I slowly backed out of her, until only the head of my cock was still inside her. I intended to pour some lube onto the rest of my shaft, but aiming it was a little difficult with only dim candlelight to aid me. I managed to get a fair amount onto my cock, and began sliding back into Becky right away. I had also spilled some lube between her ass cheeks. Interesting.

I could just slide my thumb between her cheeks, and wipe up the lube I had spilled. I was not sure how Becky would react to this however, there had never been any playing with or touching each other's asses during any of our lovemaking. Well, I thought, there's a fair amount of lube there. I'll just wipe it up, and it will be interesting to see what her reaction is.

My hands were grabbing each ass cheek as I continued to fuck her from behind. I slid my right hand inward, caressing her ass, and allowing my thumb to invade down between her cheeks. Slowly, so as not to startle her. But definitely sliding my thumb closer and closer to her anus. As my thumb got deeper between her cheeks, it began to slide smoothly, the lube creating an erotically slick medium. My thumb slid over her smooth, tender skin, eventually resting between her beautiful, tiny rosebud anus and the entry to her pussy, where my cock was still sliding in and out steadily. Well, actually, my strokes were not as steady now. Moving into the unexplored territory of her ass had affected me much more than I thought it would. I was immensely excited. I was about to slide my thumb over her cute little anus. Just briefly, true, but still very exciting!

I applied very slight pressure to her skin with my thumb, and began sliding it up, able to both see and feel when it was positioned directly over her anus. I had no idea what her reaction would be, but was very pleasantly surprised when my thumb slid over her anus, and she let out a definite moan of pleasure. Could this be? Was my wife really willing to take our lovemaking to new ground? Hoping very much that that was the case, I paused very briefly on her rosebud, applying slightly more pressure, before easing up again, and continuing to slide my thumb up and away from her anus.

Wanting to explore things further, I returned my thumb to the soft patch of skin between her pussy and her anus. My thumb was now lubed quite well, and slid easily over her skin. I began gently but firmly massaging the area just above her pussy, getting the positive response of intermittent moans out of my wife. Slowly I continued to slide my cock in and out of her, the shaft occasionally brushing my thumb which was right next to her opening. I applied more pressure, and widened out the area I was massaging. Closer, closer to her anus. Becky was making it clear she was enjoying the attention her ass was getting. My thumb began circling her rosebud, slowly now, but with steady pressure. 

"What are you doing?" My wife had definitely noticed the attention her ass was getting! What was I doing?

"I'm playing with your ass." 

"Oh. Okay," she said. Okay. She was into this. Wow!

"Do you want me to stop?" Please say no. Please say no.

"No." Then a pause from my wife. "Keep going." My pleasure!

Then I slid my thumb directly onto her anus. This was the moment of truth. I continued applying rhythmic pressure, but now I was not moving my thumb around. I was focused entirely on her anus. Encouraged by the continued sounds of pleasure from my wife, I continued massaging her anus, applying more pressure. Shortly, her sphincter began to yield to the pressure, and my thumb began to slide into her warm, soft ass. I entered her ass just a little, and left my thumb there for a moment, as I took in the view, my cock still steadily penetrating her pussy, my thumb partially buried in her ass. It was about the most erotic thing I've ever seen. And no complaints out of Becky. On the contrary, she was obviously enjoying this intensely.

I withdrew my thumb, and applied a little more lube to her ass. I was having way to much fun with this new development to turn back now. I began massaging her ass with my thumb again, and this time it quickly slipped into her. I slowly and very gently worked it into her, and before long it was buried all the way in her. I was still gently fucking her pussy, watching my cock slide in and out of her when I could tear my eyes away from her ass, which was filled up with my thumb.

After leaving my thumb buried in her ass for a few moments, I started slowly and ever so gently sliding it in and out of her, fucking her ass with my thumb as my cock explored her pussy. It slid into her with ease, and her ass felt wonderful to me!

Next, I withdrew my thumb, and slipped a lube covered finger into her ass. Again, this entered her with ease, and very shortly my finger was fucking her ass, going all the way in, as far as I could get it. Oh, what a view!

For the finale, I wondered if two fingers would slide into her. I pulled my finger out, put two fingers together, and began applying pressure. There was more resistance now, but soon the two fingers also disappeared into her ass. Amazing! Not wanting to overdo things with our first anal experience, I withdrew the fingers, and resumed fucking her ass with my thumb, also massaging her anus while I was inside her. I now wanted very badly to slide my cock past her sphincter, but thought that could wait for another time.

For now, I would continue to fuck her pussy, watching my thumb slide easily in and out of her ass. I was excited then as I had never been before, and was very close to coming. I picked up the pace with my cock, not quite violently pounding into her, but using very rapid, hard strokes now. My thumb was also increasing the pace, now steadily and vigorously sliding into her ass.

This actually went on for a while, my cock sliding in and out of her pussy, my thumb steadily fucking her ass. And the harder and deeper my thumb probed, the more moans of pleasure I heard from Becky. I knew she would be amazed if she could see what I was seeing. The full length of my cock disappearing into her pussy, and my thumb buried all the way into her other opening. And I mean all the way in. What a sight! My cock was so hard it almost hurt, and I can't remember ever being as turned on in my life.

As I felt the waves of an incredible orgasm starting, I buried my thumb as far in her ass as it would go, and began ejaculating into her pussy. I slid my cock all the way in, and ground into her from behind, coming very hard, a powerful orgasm indeed. 

When I had finished coming, I left my cock in her for a few moments, then slowly sliding my cock out of her. Then I slowly withdrew my thumb from her ass. Wow! Did that really just happen? That was awesome, incredible!

I collapsed on the bed beside her, and she turned to face me. "Are you okay," I asked?

She replied, "Oh yes. That was, interesting. Want to hear something? I've never let anyone in back there. But if you had wanted to do me that way tonight, I would have let you." These words warmed my heart greatly. Exploring a new sexual arena had been immensely enjoyable to me. Although I had never had a great deal of interest in anal sex, I did now. For sure. I guess I had never seen an ass as appealing as my wife's.

Plus, I wanted to be intimate with her in every way possible, share every experience we could together. Having never made love to a woman's ass, I now wanted very badly to. I hope very much to explore this further in the future. It's an area that would be new to both of us, but potentially a very pleasurable and rewarding one. Getting away from repetitious missionary sex, and moving into kinkier areas will be good for both of us. Very soon I hope very much to gently penetrate her ass for the first time with my penis, if for no other reason than that we both will be able say we have done it.



Her First Auction



Emily stood along the side of the dungeon with the other unclaimed slaves. They were each clad only in bra and thong. They were chained together at their ankles with wrists bound snugly behind their back.

The Dominant Male in charge was dressed in black leather slacks and a leather vest which only slightly hid His manly chest. This was the first time Emily ever agreed to be auctioned off to a stranger. She instinctively stood tall and beautifully sensuous between the girls in front and behind her. She was both terrified and thrilled at the chance to serve in this way, and she was loath to admit how much she loved being put on display before Men. 

Emily had some experience with a Master of three years who had died tragically in a car wreck a few years ago, yet her stomach was in her mouth, and the fire in her belly flamed hot as she stood there nearly naked with the other slaves. 

The auction was about to begin. Eagerly, Emily watched as one by one the girls were lifted onto the platform. They were lead about the platform, posed in various positions to best show off their assets, and bids were taken by a show of hands. It was all very gentile. The outcome of the auction was that each slave would be "owned" by her highest bidder for a two week period. Daily reports would be made for accountability, and a photo journal was also to be kept of all activities in which the acquired slave participated. 

Finally, it was Emily's turn. She was lifted onto the platform, her fingers placed behind her head. She was told to smile and walk around a bit and show herself to the Men gathered. She obeyed eagerly, playfully, in fact. Her full round bum shone pink from the smacks of the auctioneer, and the wetness on her upper thighs was also pointed out. Her bountiful but firm breasts also plumped visibly beneath the scant bra and her raised nipples belied her growing excitement. She was purchased for an excellent price by professional dog trainer, Dr. Phillip McDouglas. Emily was now His property for two full weeks. The "before" photos were taken, and all the safety documents were signed and legalized, and Dr. McDouglas. 

Each of the Men participating were members of the club, well known and of good reputation in the community. Emily was owned for the next two weeks by a well known and well respected member of the town. She couldn't have been more thrilled!

He immediately buckled a big, heavy black leather collar around her neck, tightly, and then attached a leash. She shivered with excitement as familiar feelings grew hotter within her. The weather was warm, so He offered her no further garment, but lead her forthwith to His waiting vehicle outside the club. As she bent over to enter the backseat, He guided her with a hand on each of her beautiful cheeks. He slid in beside her and the car sped away under the control of Dr. McDouglas' driver. He said nothing to her on the ride home, but stroked her cleanly shaven mound softly as He sat beside her.

Upon arriving at His home, He escorted His new acquisition up the steps into a kitchen.  He turned to her and politely asked her to remove her bra and thong. "No pet of mine ever remains clothed indoors," He said. "It is just not natural," He continued. "Let me see what I have purchased, please. Stand over there, my pretty pet. You do know how to stand for inspection, yes? Oh, by the way, there are cameras installed in every room, including the bathrooms, and they will be recording continuously. At times, we may even view a portion just for fun. Now, turn please. Yes, very nice. Turn again and face me."

Emily nodded, stood tall, and obeyed His directions. Her fingers were laced behind her head, her feet 3 ft apart, her hips turned slightly, her luscious breasts pushed out seductively. Her body shone with arousal as did her eyes. The leash hung limp between her breasts.

He disappeared into another room but returned quickly. "This is your bowl. It will be filled 3 times a day and allowed to sit for 30 minutes. You must eat it during that time. You must eat, of course, with your hands bound behind your back, and any mess you make must be quickly cleaned. Do you understand? I think, in fact, that I shall manacle your wrists. Come."

Emily was rather stunned, but managed to nod affirmatively as she knelt and crawled to the feet of her Master. He opened a drawer behind him and pulled out a pair of iron manacles. He looked deeply into her eyes, as He affixed them first to her right then her left wrist. 

"That will help you remember for now. Your hands will be of little use in my home, except on special occasions." He paused to walk around His new pet, stroking her soft, moist skin from shoulder to haunches. He walked around behind her and parted her cheeks to examine her anus and vagina. He stroked her soft, bare mound repeatedly as He resumed His directions.

"You will also have a water bowl which I suppose you are unaccustomed to. I will be patient while you learn, but within my home, it will be unusual for you to eat from a plate or drink from a cup." He paused, smacked her ass a few times, and walked away. He filled both bowls, and set them on a lovely mat beside the table. "Now, drink." 

Emily was dumbfounded but her sex dripped with excitement as she managed to crawl upright with her hands secured behind her to her bowls. She felt more and more like an animal, a hot, horny animal as her breasts swung back and forth under her Master's watchful gaze.  She felt very vulnerable and conspicuous, her bottom facing the good Dr., her owner. She leaned forward to drink, and realized her bottom went higher as her mouth approached the bowl and her body responded to the exposure. 

"Part your thighs a bit more, please." She did. "Yes, very well. You do enjoy your slavery, don't you! Take a bite of your food, please." She did. It was good, although she was not sure what it was. "Now another drink, please. You may continue."

"Now, my dear, what shall I call you? Hmmmm I think for now, I shall call you nipples." He walked away again and returned. She felt something large and hard slide into her slippery hole. He turned the remote control vibrator on low. 

"I may change it to something else as we become better acquainted." He disappeared into another room for several minutes while Emily, or nipples finished her meal. She struggled some to hold the vibrator within her, but it's teasing made it very hard to eat or drink.

"So, nipples, how does it make you feel to be owned, if only for 2 weeks? You may speak freely when asked. Please kneel up tall, knees wide open, breasts pushed toward me when you speak, please."

Emily did her best to follow directions as the vibrator buzzed inside of her. She adored being naked before this strange Man. She loved the way it made her feel inside, the fire in her belly, the electricity on her moist skin. She thrived on feelings of helplessness, but struggled to release control to anyone. She wiggled and squirmed with arousal as she kneeled before her Master.

"Please, Sir, what am I to call You?"

"My apologies. I am your Master for the next 2 weeks, dear, so this is how you must address me unless otherwise instructed."

"Thank You, Master. I am happy to be owned, Master. How does it make me feel? It makes me feel like a woman, Master, a beautiful and sexy woman. It is who I am, what I was born for ... to please a Master! It makes me feel alive! I am quite curious as to what you will do with me, and yet I trust You, Master."

Dr. McDouglas smiled and stroked the soft, golden hair of His new pet.  Her skin showed her pleasure as a delicious shiver passed through her. "Ah nipples, you are cold?" He asked teasingly.

"No, Master, it is just that I like your touch, Master."

He laughed out loud. "That is a wonderful thing, nipples! A wonderful thing, indeed!" 

"Thank You, Master."

"I think you will find me a reasonable, if insatiable Master. Now, stand please with your feet 3 - 4 feet apart. How do you like your manacles? What a lovely slave you are, nipples!" He pinched both nipples as He chuckled. He watched her face for response, and watched her nipples morph into pebble-like buttons, luscious and pink. "Oh yes! Look how big they get! They're lovely, my girl?"

"Thank You, Master." She smiled shyly.

"Oh no! Don't you go shy on me." Instantly, He turned the vibrator to HIGH in her hot, wet vagina. "You are Mine, nipples, understand, and you may not be shy!" 

"Yes, Master. Her body wriggled with delight as the vibrator stirred her passions still hotter." There was a thick, husky edge in her voice. 

"It is getting late, so right now, please go kneel on all fours facing the foot of the bed in that room." She did as told and crawled into the bedroom and onto the bed. He entered and slowly undressed down to His boxers. "nipples, please remove my boxers. I guess you'll have to use your teeth since your hands are, ummm, forbidden!" 

She used her lips to grab the fabric of His boxers and gently pull them down until His partially aroused penis bounced into her face. She moaned loudly as she peeked up at her Master, and it was instantly known that she was to begin her pleasuring responsibilities. Eagerly she positioned herself on His bed, almost face up licking His penis. She made soft, sexy noises in her throat as she teased and reverenced His thick and throbbing manhood. His hands found her nipples, and He tweaked and twisted them roughly. The rougher He got, the more passionately she sucked Him, taking him deeply into her throat. Her tongue was never still, up and down her mouth teased His delicious cock, and He continued to torment her nipples. Finally, His penis was magnificently hard and thick, but He pushed her off. 

"Karta, nipples! This means present to me your bottom, all fours, your head down." She did as commanded and in an instant, He pushed into His owned vagina and took complete possession of her. Her body went wild with it's passion and the room filled with moans and cries of pleasure. Her deepest desire to please her new Master was fulfilled as He filled her with His seed. 

"Yes, nipples is an excellent name for you, slave. Now, lick me clean and curl up beside me. You may brush your teeth and pee, if you wish, for you will be chained to my bed this night. You are a natural slave, nipples, but I will train you to be a better slave. Now, sleep!"



Her First Big Sale



"But, Wally. I've got to find a place by this weekend," I pleaded into my cell phone.

"I know, Kid. But I've got this closing this afternoon and I just can't make it."

I had agreed to take a promotion to a new job in Chicago and was excited at the prospect of moving into a new city and taking on greater responsibilities after many years of learning the ropes and letting my various bosses take all the credit for my hard work. The home office had arranged with a local realtor who was a nice enough guy, an older type in his 60's with a story and a line for every situation. Although Wally was amusing at first, I was getting tired of his glad-handing and stupid jokes and was frustrated at not finding the right house. We had made an appointment to view a batch of new listings but he had just called to let me know he had an important closing he had to attend.

"So, Wally, where does this leave us?"

"Gees, I don't know. Kid," he said slowly. "Wait a minute."

I listened as he set the phone down. It sounded like he was talking to someone down the hall.

"I'll tell you what," he said coming back on the line. "There's this new kid at the office who can probably take you around. Hang on a minute."

I could hear as he placed his hand over the mouthpiece and shouted back and forth with someone in the office.

"Hey, Kid. I'll tell you what. Chris is new here, but can show you this new batch. A real smart kid. I'll bet there's gotta be one in this batch that you'll like. Come on over at three like we planned and ask for Chris."

"Great! Thanks a lot, Wally."

I was relieved after hanging up, thinking at last maybe this would be someone who was closer to my own age and might be able to fill me in on the social scene and some of the other attractions my new city could offer. I was tired of staying in a hotel, living out of suitcase, eating room service.

I strolled into the office at three humming the tune to "My Kind Of Town" and asked for Chris.

"Just a moment and I'll page Chris for you," said the receptionist, eyeing me closely.

We had been raising the bar on our flirtation with each visit. A perky brunet with nice legs who seemed to prefer short skirts and thigh high stockings and enjoyed showing them off, she ran her finger through her silky dark hair where it had fallen across her brow and tucked it behind her ear. I noticed she was wearing golden hoop earrings that usually indicate availability.

"Chris will be right with you," she said with a smile, her low breathy voice drawing out each syllable.

"Thanks," I said, enjoying the view as she turned from the phone, her skirt rising up past the lacy stocking tops to show off a slice of nicely tanned thigh.

I spent a second or two trying to decide which line might serve as an opener to an invitation to drinks or dinner and had just about decided when I heard footsteps coming up the hallway. I looked up to see a prim young woman walking quickly into view.

"Mr. Wilson, I'm Chris Miller," she said nervously extending her hand with a thin artificial smile. "Wally asked me to show you some new listings."

I took her hand and smiled. Her hand was soft and warm to the touch and seemed to be shaking slightly. Her straight honey blond hair was pulled severely back and secured with an expensive looking clasp. The thin rims of her glasses framed her gray-blue eyes. She nervously rearranged the leather-bound folder she carried. At first glance she appeared plain and bookish although not unattractive. For some reason I kept thinking of a buddy's ex-girlfriend we used to call the ice queen.

"Nice to meet you," I said, noticing her smooth clear complexion and a lack of makeup, except for a hint of blush and lipstick. I tried to refrain from looking her up and down, but I'm sure my eyes gave me away. "I hope you've got my dream house in there."

"What?" she said puzzled for a moment, tugging at the jacket of her neatly pressed navy blue business suit, and looking me in the eye intently.

I pointed to her folder.

"Oh, yes," she smiled, showing off a shy, terrific smile. "The new listings. Yes, I've got them all in here."

As we walked to her car, a new Cadillac, she explained how she had just recently started working with this real estate office and was still feeling like the new kid on the block. I noticed as she slipped behind the wheel that my first impression may have been wrong, for I could see the outline of a nice trim hourglass figure curving underneath the stiff business suit.

"Nice car," I remarked running my hand along the supple leather trim.

"Daddy bought it for me as a consolation gift," she dryly said with a groan. "I'll tell you about it sometime. So just what kind of house are you looking for Mr. Wilson?"

"Jack," I insisted. "Call me Jack."

"Okay, Jack," she laughed, finally displaying a real smile.

I began to describe my situation. Single guy, never married, no kids, and nice income, looking for a good-sized place to settle into and see what happens. I began to get comfortable with her and let my glances toward her linger, taking in the honey blond hair, the small sparkling earrings on her delicate little ears, the smooth high cheekbones, the full moist lips, the pale pink flesh descending from her neck toward her bosom, chastely covered by her blouse and jacket. Then there were the long stockinged legs. I had always been a leg man and she had a well turned pair without a doubt. When she shifted slightly in her seat I could see a touch of stocking top extend below her hemline.

At a stoplight I made a comment about how I always took my time to find exactly what I was looking for and that this house was no exception. She looked over at me and our eyes met up and our glance bounced back and forth. There was a depth of feeling in her look, a bit of curiosity mixed with a bit of hurt and a touch of longing. The car behind us beeped the horn when the light changed.

There were seven houses to look at. The first two were forgettable. The third was okay. The fourth was too nice for my budget. By the time we were touring the fifth house Chris had started to relax. As I walked ahead of her up the stairs to see the master suite, I turned to ask her a question and thought I caught her checking out my ass. Now, I'm no body builder with rippling biceps and washboard abs but I do run and exercise to keep myself trim and was flattered at her glance. Of course, she quickly looked back to her listing form when she noticed my look and said something about the imported marble in the master bath.

Driving to next house I told her about my promotion and how I was looking to put down roots. She told me about life following her divorce the year before. I told her about my family being spread out all around the country. She told me about her family around Chicago and intimated that they were pretty well off. I told her how eager I was to take on my new position. She told me how she had tried not to use her father's good fortune to open doors. I remarked how I always enjoyed starting new assignments. She told me that she was looking forward to making her first big sale. I told her how I was looking forward to making new friends and professional relationships. She told me how she always had a hard time establishing relationships at work.

"The women never seem to like me and the men always like me too much," she remarked.

"I guess being a pretty woman has its downside," I replied sympathetically.

She looked over at me again and in her glance was the same searching look as before, so I smiled, not knowing what else to say.

By the time we rolled up to the last house on the lot, Chris had relaxed considerably, even unbuttoning the jacket of her suit to reveal a soft silky white blouse. She had even let out a laugh or two, not a girlish giggle, but a throaty, womanly laugh. The house itself was gorgeous with freshly painted trim with nice landscaping and an inviting front entrance. When Chris struggled with opening the door, I said, "Let me try," and reached to work the key in the lock. Our hands brushed and we caught ourselves looking into each other's eyes again.

The foyer was beautiful with ceramic tile and mahogany wainscoting leading to an inviting winding staircase. We looked through the downstairs that was laid out wonderfully. The house had been well taken care of and had some nice updates, especially in the kitchen.

"So what do you think of this one so far," she said as she lead me up the stairs to the second floor.

I found my gaze following the sway of her tight little ass as she climbed the stairs. There was a long slit up the back of her skirt that I hadn't noticed before that gave me a great view of her long legs and stockings.

"It looks just great from here," I mumbled.

We looked through the main bath and other bedrooms and came to a stop by the door of the master bedroom.

"Wow," I exclaimed when I took a look inside. "This is beautiful."

It was a large room with French doors that lead to a deck off the back of the house. I could see a large master bath and a cedar lined walk in closet. The room was decorated with antiques in an art modern style right from the pages of a late 30's House Beautiful magazine. The sleekly designed furnishings were rich mahogany and the accessories lush shades of burgundy.

"I love this style of decoration," she cooed as she let her hand glide over the silken bedspread.

"So do I," I replied. "I always thought that this was what the future would look like. It's like we stepped onto the set of a great old movie."

We stepped out onto the deck for a moment and took in a view of the large backyard.

"Let's see. The pool can go here and the tennis courts over there," I jokingly gestured.

She laughed again. "You have some big dreams, Mr. Wilson."

"You can't have big results without big dreams," I replied. "And besides, please stop calling me Mr. Wilson."

"Okay, Mr. Wilson."

"Jack."

We exchanged that look again, hers full of questions and hurt and longing, mine filled with understanding and compassion. No matter who had hurt her before, I thought of how I wanted to wash it away and satisfy the longing. When we went back inside I took a closer look at the nicely appointed master bath and huge walk-in closet. Walking back into the bedroom, I noticed that she had taken a seat on the foot of the bed, setting her folder and handbag off to the side. Letting out a deep sigh, she lay back onto the bed, raising her hands above her.

"I could imagine myself living here!" she exclaimed. "This is the kind of house I always wanted when I was married. But that never worked out."

I paused to look at her. As her head rolled to one side, our eyes met again. There was that look of pain and longing again. I could see the gentle curves of her body rolling up beneath the pressed fabric of her suit. She looked so appealing that I pictured this as my bedroom and her as my woman and couldn't understand why her ex didn't work things out.

"Some kind of fool," I mumbled.

"What?" she said, raising herself up to a seated position.

"Your ex must be some kind of fool to have let you go."

When I moved over to the bed she extended her hand and I took it to help her to her feet. We were barely inches apart when she stood, the light fragrance of her perfume teasing my senses.

"Whoa. This isn't too professional is it," she said as if to move away.

When we moved together in the same direction, our bodies touched, her breasts brushing against my chest, our hips dancing a mock tango.

"This isn't too professional either," I said, bringing my hand up to her cheek to tilt her face slightly, and bringing my lips close to hers.

Our lips lightly brushed. Her full lips were soft and wet and as they touched mine, I felt a warmth arise in my cheeks, on my neck and down my back. Our kiss became longer and harder as my arms slipped around her, our breath splashing over our faces. She brought her hands up onto my chest as if to push me away and then grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back to her. We parted slightly to take a deep breath.

"What are we doing?" she softly whispered.

"This," I said pulling her closer to me. "And more."

Her lips parted and our tongues flickered and danced a wet tango. She slipped her arms around my waist, pulling my hips closer to hers. As I moved my kisses from her lips to her cheek and then to her neck, she exhaled and took in a deep breath.

"This isn't right, is it?" she sighed.

"You feel all right to me, Chris," I whispered laying a path of small kisses along her neck and around to her ear.

"No, we can't do this," she said pushing me away and raising her hands to her head.

Then she looked back at me and nearly leapt forward to kiss me hard and deeply, her hands slipping around to the back of my head pulling me closer. As my arms encircled her again, she pushed me away.

"Stop this," she blurted out, her hands again covering her ears. "I mean I've got to stop this. I mean this is crazy!"

"Is this really that crazy?" I whispered, reaching out to her and pulling her into a longing embrace. "It's been a while since I've had this strong a feeling."

"It's been a long time for me too," she whispered back. "Such a long, long time."

My hands moved up under her suit jacket feeling her flesh quiver at my touch as I explored the silky fabric of her blouse. My hands moved up and around to her breasts, following the outline of her thin lacy bra. Her nipples tensed up as my eager fingers sought them out, teasing them to attention through the layers of silk and lace. Her hands began cupping my ass, her nails digging into my flesh, pulling me to her, pressing my stiffening hard-on onto her belly. As I began to unbutton her blouse, she moved back with a start.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"For one thing," I said continuing to the second button and the third. "I'm not thinking. I'm doing."

Her hands went to her suit jacket slipping it from her shoulders and letting it fall to the side of the bed. I opened her blouse and pulled the tail from the skirt of her suit. Her sheer lacy bra barely contained her firm round breasts. It was easy to move the soft lace away from her taut nipples, feeling them stiffen more with the direct touch of my fingers. She began to pull my golf shirt up from my slacks and over my head. She smiled as her hands caressed by chest and shoulders.

"Someone has be working out, I see," she cooed.

"Just keeping fit," I said turning her around to slip her blouse off her shoulders and set it by the suit jacket.

She just leaned back onto me, letting my hands rise up to her breasts again. Her sweet round ass rubbed up against me. Her hands slipped behind her and rubbed my stiffening cock as I again freed her breasts from the cups of her sheer little bra. The dresser mirror was angled so that I could see us pressing against each other, rubbing, touching, and feeling each other, the sight of which brought an increase to my erection.

"Oh, my," she moaned, slipping her hand through the open fly of my slacks. "Something seems to be happening down below."

As her hand rubbed my cock through the soft cloth of my boxers, I reached to the small of her back and began to unfasten and unzip her skirt. As I pulled it down past her hips and toward her knees, she brought her legs together so that it could fall lightly to the floor. As she stepped out from the skirt, she withdrew her hand from my slacks and turned back around to work on my belt. I took a step back to look at her. She was slender but not skinny, with nice round curves in all the right places. Her skin was clear and soft and white with a slight pink flushness from her rising sense of excitement. Her lacy white bra and matching panties were delicate and feminine, barely covering her breasts and pussy, the color of her skin showing through the thin sheer material. I reached up to her silken bra straps and slipped them down over her shoulders, bringing her breasts with their light pink nipples into fuller view.

She finished unfastening my belt and opened my slacks letting them fall to my ankles. I reached out to slip her glasses off her face and set them on the dresser. Her hand grazed across my cock that was threatening to burst through my boxers, caressing it, grasping it, pulling it to full erection. She turned me around so that I could sit back on the bed and pulled my boxers down.

"I hope I remember how to do this," she said with a sly smile. "I told you it's been a long time."

"Just like riding a bicycle," I replied as she crouched down and took my cock in both hands.

She lightly stroked me and slowly brought her mouth closer. She kissed the head with her warm wet lips, her lips then parting to let her tongue emerge. As she drew a circle around the head with her tongue, she lightly stroked the shaft with one hand as the other fondled my balls. I reached around to the back of her head and pulled her hair clasp loose letting her honey blond hair tumble down around and past her shoulders. She began to go down on me, taking in more with each stroke. I finger combed her silken hair back behind her ears over her shoulders as her strokes began to come harder and faster. She began to moan with each stroke, licking and sucking every inch she could.

"Oh, suck my cock! Just like that!" I moaned as her head moved up and down faster and harder.

She looked up at my face as she continued to bob up and down, her gray-blue eyes looking for the signs of pleasure spreading across my face. I reached down to her back and unfastened her bra and slipped it away. She pressed her breasts into my hands as she blew me, and I obliged by tweaking her taut erect nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

"My, God!" she exclaimed, taking a long breath, yet mindful to keep stroking me with her hands. "You are so big!"

"And you say that to all the boys," I snickered.

"There was my husband and my college boyfriend and another guy or two," she said taking another swipe at my dick with her tongue from the base and up to and around the head. "And I remember seeing some big dicks at a nightclub during a batchelorette party, but you are really big!"

"Only because of what you are doing!" I exclaimed.

She spent several more minutes sucking and stroking me, her tongue and lips covering every inch, her firm round breasts pressing hard against my thighs. I placed my hand on her head and tried to lightly signal the best rhythm. Then when I began to feel that I was ready to explode, I raised her head up to look in her eyes.

"Now, let the visiting team step up to the plate," I suggested, helping her up and back onto the bed.

As I lay beside her to kiss her lips again, her hand found my stiff cock and stroked it gently. My hands caressed her breasts as a prelude to my kisses. I moved my mouth down from her lips to her neck and ear lobes to her shoulders and slowly down to her firm but pliant tits. Although she was on her back, her sweet pair stood firm and round with rosy aureoles and erect nipples inviting my kisses. I slowly moved down to lick and kiss them, savoring the taste of her smooth soft flesh, drawing circles around each nipple, so slowly that she reached down to move her breast into my mouth. As I spent my time on each one, she began to arch her back to press her breasts into my mouth and began to move her hips slowly in a circular motion. 

As I tenderly sucked one breast and then the next, I let one hand drift down to her pussy, slipping over the thin lacy fabric of her panties, feeling the moist lips beg for my touch. She spread her legs to let me slip my fingers fully over her pussy, letting me lightly rub my fingers back and forth over her moist sex. Her breath came more heavily as her hips thrust her twat up against my touch almost pushing my fingers through the crotch of her panties into her pussy. Her hands came down to pull her panties off.




Her First Big Sale



"Please," I whispered softly as I rose up on the bed. "Allow me the honor."

She held her legs up slightly and together so that I could slowly slip the lacy little thong down her supple thighs and over her stockings. As I slipped them off entirely and dropped them to the side, she reached to slip her shoes off.

"Leave them on!" I implored her.

She looked at me quizzically.

"Leave the shoes and stockings on. It'll be better that way. You'll see."

She surrendered to my suggestion and spread her legs so that I could move my tongue up to her sweet little twat. A slight perfume-like aroma greeted me as I kissed and licked her pussy lips and began to touch and play with my fingers. She had what I always thought of as a well-tended pussy: it smelled sweet and was shaved or waxed so that just a little blond muff perched above her sex. It was about the prettiest pussy I had ever seen. She raised her ass from the sheets and rotated her hips slightly as my tongue and fingers flicked and probed her. Her hand fell down to my head and began to pull me closer to her as she gyrated in ecstasy. I spread her lips with my fingers and licked and sucked on her clit, feeling the waves of passion roll through her body. I pressed down harder and harder onto her, burying my mouth and lips and tongue and fingers into her sweet dripping pussy. Then, as hard as she had once brought me closer to her, she tried to push me away, but I held my position with her hard clit beneath my tongue and three of my fingers inside her pussy. Finally as her orgasm began to subside I eased back and showered the stretch of thigh between hip and stocking top with kisses, running my hands up and down the silky length of her legs and letting my finger tips dance along the dark lacy edge of her stocking tops. I would have continued with what I called my forty-minute torture method, but she pulled at my chin to bring my face up to hers.

"I want your dick in me," she called with urgency in her voice. "I want your big fat dick in me now."

She rolled me onto my back and stroked my cock to bring it back to full attention. The sight of her pale trim luscious body hovering over me made it bigger and harder. She straddled me and slowly began to lower herself down on me. I used my hand to rub the head of my cock back and forth over the wet lips of her cunt.

"Oooh! That feels just like your tongue," she sighed heavily as she slowly eased down, taking my cock up into her hot wet pussy. Taking it all the way inside of her, she began to slowly rock up and down nearly pulling herself off of me and then easing back down in increasing frequency. Helping her to pick up the pace, I began to raise my hips up to meet her with each stroke. As we reached a nice even pace she began to arch her back, tilting her head back bracing herself by placing her hands back on my calves, her long hair swirling about her back and shoulders. The sensation of her tight pussy on my upright cock was greater than I had ever known before. Like a cowgirl on a bucking bronco, she rode me letting out these little screams of delight, her head tilting from side to side, her breasts bouncing furiously in beat to our tempo. When I reached up to touch them she gasped and fell forward toward me pushing her sweet firm mounds into my hands. Our tongues went wild in a new wet wicked wrestling match. As she began to slow she collapsed onto me.

"I think I'm going to come," she gasped. "I don't want to come yet."

She slowly pulled her twat up and off of my cock. I slipped out from under her and positioned her on all fours so that I could enter her from behind. The sight of the curves of her ass melding into her back was the most beautiful I had ever seen. She eagerly let me enter her and we quickly found a stimulating and satisfying pace. She liked to quickly pull away so that I almost came out of her then push back slowly and deeply.

"Fuck my ass. Fuck me more," she called out.

She reached back for her handbag and quickly pulled out a condom and ripped it open.

"For having gone a long time ..." I began.

"A girl never knows when she might get lucky," she interrupted, expertly slipping the condom down over my stiff shaft. "Now I want you to fuck my ass."

I didn't want to admit that I never had gone anal, but who was I to resist the sight of this beautiful sweaty creature sticking her ass up in my face. I placed my dick near her hole and she reached back to guide me in slowly. I used a little juicy spit to help lubricate her small hot ass. Bit by bit she began to take me inside her until I was ramming the entire length of my cock inside her sweet asshole. The sensation was unlike any other I had ever known. It was like a warm hot wet hand firmly stroking my cock, but better. She began to scream with pleasure with each stroke. When she buried her head on the pillow, I noticed her hand was slipping down to rub her clit.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she screamed. "Oh, God! Yes!"

I was nearly ready to come when I felt her wet hand slip around to fondle my balls.

"Wait a minute," I murmured. "I'm not quite ready to come yet."

I helped her up off the bed and we stood in front of the dresser so that I could enter her from behind. Taking off the raincoat and tossing it aside, I slowly began to ease myself back inside of her pussy. The view in the mirror of her leaning forward her breasts bouncing with the flow of our passion was incredible. I had her bring her legs together and placed mine outside of hers so that her pussy was tighter than ever. I placed my hands on her hips and guided her onto me as wave after wave of pleasure flowed over us. Our eyes met in the reflection in the mirror. I could hardly believe that it was me in the mirror fucking this beautiful ravenous creature. At one moment she was smiling and laughing in enjoyment and then her eyes would close as a wave of passion consumed her.

"I'm ready!" she screamed as we fucked long and hard. "I'm ready!"

I was nearly ready to come as well and quickly withdrew and practically threw her onto the bed. I grabbed her by the legs and pulled her ass close to the edge of the bed and placed her legs up with the ankles at my shoulders. The sight of her long lean pale body stretched out grabbing at me, her breasts with the rosy taut nipples bouncing in time to our sexual music sent more waves of passion over me.

"Fuck me hard, you fool!" she called out again and again.

As I saw and felt a tremendous wave of orgasmic pleasure sweep over her I couldn't wait any longer and pulled my cock out. She reached down and stroked it to climax letting my cum shoot all over her belly and up as far as her tits. Three, four, then five times I shot off in rhythm to her strokes. She finished me off with her hot wet mouth and tongue, sucking and licking every last drop of cum from me.

We collapsed onto the bed to catch our breath and cuddle. I could feel both of our bodies quiver and shake as we tingled with spent passion.

"My God. Are you great or what!" she exclaimed all out of breath.

"Only inspired by you, my dear," I answered.

"I have never come with a guy like that, so many times," she sighed.

"Well abstinence does have its rewards when you're willing to take your time and wait for the right one."

"I can't believe we did this," she said rolling to face me, running her hand through my hair. "I mean I never do this kind of thing. And here this is my first real showing."

"Well, you sold me on the house."

"What?" she asked.

"Would it spoil this if I said I would like to put an offer in on this place?" I asked meekly.

"Just like a man. The cum hasn't dried and he's all ready to talk business."

"Only if you would like to be a part of it."

She laughed loudly and we hugged and kissed tenderly. We ended up showering and straightening up the bed and were getting dressed just as the homeowner returned home. We politely sat and talked in the living room with her for a while asking all of the necessary questions. It turned out that she was a widower and was eager to sell the house and move closer to her children in Denver. 

Chris and I thought we had been pretty slick until the closing when the little old lady made a comment about finding a "stinky old water balloon" in her bedroom when the movers had come. Chris and I lave laughed over that one many times, for we still see each other from time to time. Our meetings are less frequent now since she is moving in some faster circles after becoming one of the best selling realtors for her company. Her success just makes me wonder what sales techniques she uses on her new customers.



Her First Black Master



Lauren walked onto the plane with no thought, other than to read the forbidden book she'd finally ordered from Amazon. The title, Black Masters, White Slaves, nearly burned through the concealing cover she'd bought.

After she broke up with Marco, possibly the world's biggest asshole, she'd started going online, hanging out in BDSM chat rooms, too afraid to do anything. Some of the things she'd seen there, and the men who had talked to her, had made her too hot to believe. 

She found her seat in first class; a window seat, in the middle of the widely spaced row of seats. She couldn't wait to start reading. She settled her purse in the little cubby hole above the seats and settled into her plush seat. The cool leather felt sensuous against her warm skin, through her soft dress.

She'd followed her impulse this morning to wear something sexy. The clinging red dress that she wore was too short to be decent, but too long on her slender thighs to be completely whorish. The matching three inch heels accented her bare, sleek legs. The low cut top, with the thin straps showed off her 36b breasts. In the red dress, with her light brown hair flowing down past her shoulders, Lauren's twenty four year old body was a walking invitation to forbidden desires.

Lauren sat down and opened her book. She'd bought the black book cover from Amazon along with the book. It hid the book's cover and the back. The cover showed a well muscled black man, shirtless, standing with his legs apart, with a blonde woman kneeling, her legs spread wide, her eyes on his feet. Just looking at the picture made Lauren want to come.

She settled back getting comfortable, buried in the book, barely noticing the man who sat next to her. Lauren was getting to the first good scene in the book, where the Master trained his slave to take his hard cock in her mouth for the first time, when a deep voice said, "Must be a good book."

"It is," Lauren said, not looking up. 

She desperately wanted him to shut up, and let her read. It was a long flight. If she looked up now, and talked to him, she was doomed to conversation for another eight hours.

She was relieved when she saw him, out of the corner of her eye, sit back and rest his head against the back rest.

Lauren crossed her legs, unaware of the way the black man sitting next to her stared at her sleek legs, and her red heels.

The plane began moving away from the gate, then it jerked to a sudden halt with an unexpected bump. The book flew from Lauren's hands, leaving her holding only the cover. She looked around frantically for a moment, before realizing it had landed in the stranger's lap.

He looked at the cover, then stared at her deeply blushing face.

"Good starter book," he said, looking into her eyes. He made no attempt to retrieve the book from between his spread legs, where it had landed.

Lauren looked at him for the first time. His dark skin was smooth, and his lips were full and sensual. His t shirt showed the sleek muscles of his arms. She couldn't help but let her gaze travel down his body, between his legs, to the crotch of his denim jeans. Her book was inches from his cock. There was no way to retrieve the book, without touching his cock.

Lauren swallowed, and tried to sound pissed off. "Give me back my book."

He laughed. "I'm not holding on to it. Go ahead and take it."

She looked at him, feeling her cheeks turn even redder as his eyes moved down her dress, to her hard nipples. The steward was coming their way with a drink tray. If he got to their seats, he would see the book. Lauren didn't think she could stand that.

In a move nearly too fast to follow, he leaned forward and snatched the thin cover from Lauren's hands. Laughing again, he gave her back the book, just as the steward got to their row.

Lauren hid the book, forced to sit on it. The back cover showed the girl with her ass up, and her Master staring down at her. 

He settled back, sipping his drink. Lauren stared at him, holding her book cover in one of his big hands. 

"Give it back," she said.

He looked at her, and deliberately put the cover where the book had been, settling it even closer to his crotch.

"You answer five questions for me, you get the cover back, deal?"

"Fuck you," Lauren said. "Who do you think you are?"

He chuckled. "I'm your new Master."

Lauren stared at him, open-mouthed. "Give it back or I'll get a crew member over here."

He shrugged. "Go ahead. You get one of them over here, and I'll make sure they see what you're reading."

While the flight attendants went through their takeoff routine, Lauren fought a battle with her rising temper. 

She couldn't stand the thought of anyone seeing what she was reading. As the plane took off, she sat back in her chair, facing the seat in front of her, refusing to look at him.

Once they were airborne, Nate said, "If you don't answer, you'll be stuck for eight hours, with no book to read. Unless you're gonna read it without the cover?"

"Five questions," she said, through clenched teeth.

"My name's Nate. What's yours?"

"Lauren."

"You ever had black cock, Lauren?"

"I don't have to answer that," she said, turning to face him. 

He shrugged. "Suit yourself." Nate sat back in his seat, relaxing, the cover resting between his legs.

Lauren looked between his legs, and thought of simply snatching the cover back, and ending this.

"You do what you're thinking, and I'll hold your pretty little hand there, and make you rub me. I love the feel of a white girl's hand that close to my cock."

"No," Lauren said. "I've never been with a black man."

"Is your pussy shaved?"

Lauren blushed. "Yes."

Nate made a low sound of pleasure. "Good. I love a shaved pink pussy. There's just something about how a pink little slit feels against my cock, all nice and smooth."

Lauren looked at him, but said nothing, waiting for the next question.

"When you rub that smooth, pink little pussy, and make yourself come, do you think about bending over for a thick black cock?"

Lauren bit her lips, gasping a little. How could he know her secret fantasies?

"No," she said, firmly. 

"You're lying," Nate said. "Now you have to answer two more questions, on top of your five. Go head Lauren, lie some more. We've got seven and half hours ahead of us."

Lauren found herself enjoying this little game. She couldn't say why, but it excited her. The same way reading the book had excited her.

"Are you a virgin in your ass?"

Lauren nodded.

"I didn't hear you," Nate said. "That just cost you two more questions. Answer me when I talk to you."

"Yes. My ass is virgin."

"Are you a good cock sucker?"

Lauren bit her lips, looking down at her fidgeting fingers. His voice was so low, so intimate, like lovers having sweet talk. And he seemed to know all her secrets before she spoke.

"Yes, but - " Lauren stopped. She'd only meant to say 'yes'.

"But he doesn't fuck your face hard enough, the way you really want him to, right?"

Lauren resisted the urge to squirm in her leather seat. His questions were making her clit throb and she was soaking wet.

"I'm not with him anymore. But no. He didn't do it the way I liked."

"Do you wish you had a black Master, to fuck you hard and make you his little slut?"

Lauren sat back, surrendering completely.

"Yes," she said softly.

Nate reached over and stroked her hot cheek gently. "Good girl."

She looked at him, feeling the incredible wetness between her legs.

"Are you wet, Lauren?"

She nodded, looking into his eyes. "I'm soaked."

"Ask the stewardess for a blanket," Nate said.

"Why?"

"Do what I tell you. Learn not to question me."

She looked at him a moment, then did as he asked.

When the blanket came, Nate spread it over both of them, making a small, intimate space for them.

It was night time outside. When Nate reached up and turned off the light Lauren had been using to read, it was very dark in the cabin. They were the only passengers awake in First Class.

"You like this better, Lauren?"

She nodded. Even in the dim light, Nate could see her blushing. Under the blanket, he reached over, and pulled down the thin straps of her dress. At first, she tried to protest, but he held her arm in a tight grip, leaving her no choice but to sit still and let him undress her. 

"Look at me," Nate said, running his hand down the curve of her firm breast.

Lauren turned to meet his gaze, her lips slightly parted, her cheeks flushed with desire.

"Do you want to go back to your book?" He rolled her hard nipple gently between his fingers. "Or do want a black Master in real life?"

"Real life," was all Lauren could bring herself to say as he teased her hard nipple.

"You need to belong to a man who will use you hard, and not let you say no, don't you?"

Nate slid his big hand slowly down her body, and stopped when he got to her closed legs.

"Will you be my property, Lauren?" He ran his hand down her legs, caressing her where the dress stopped. "Think carefully. If you say yes, it will be the last decision I'll allow you to make about your body."

Lauren thought of the nights she'd spent in chat rooms, then coming hard, thinking of men doing what Nate was doing to her now – making her his property.

She uttered a single word that she knew would change her life forever. "Yes."

Nate leaned close and whispered, "Good bitch." At the same time, he reached up under her dress and ripped her panties off. Lauren uttered a strangled little cry of surprise.

"Quiet, baby," Nate said, "unless you want everyone to wake up and see you making a slut of yourself for me."

Lauren looked into his eyes, feeling the way her body ached for him.

"Undo my pants. Take out my cock," Nate said.

Under the blanket, Lauren's trembling hand moved with unsure motions, unzipping his jeans, reaching into his briefs, taking out his thick cock. Her eyes widened in surprise as she closed her fingers around his cock.

Nate chuckled. "Yeah, baby. That's right. That's what a real cock feels like."

He slid a finger into her pussy, feeling her warm wetness. He found her swollen clit, and rubbed slowly. "Fuck, baby. You're hotter than the sun for your first black cock."

Lauren squirmed, moving her hips, biting her lips so she wouldn't moan loudly. 

Nate slid his finger out, sat back, and watched Lauren breathing hard. 

"Sit on my lap," he said.

"But they'll see," Lauren said, looking at him with wide eyes.

Nate reached over casually and twisted Lauren's nipple hard, until he saw her face turn red, as she gasped in pain.

"I told you, baby. Learn not to question me. Get on my lap. Now."

Lauren pushed back the arm of the seat that separated them, and, still under the blanket, she straddled him, facing him. Her warm, wet pussy pressed against his hard cock. She couldn't help squirming against him, rubbing her clit against his thick hardness.

"Good girl," Nate said, caressing her cheek, looking into her eyes, filled with lust.

He kissed her neck, running his tongue over her flesh, while he rolled her hard nipples between his thumbs and fingers. Lauren bit her lips, tossed her head back, rocked her hips, rubbing her throbbing clit against his hard cock.

He looked into her eyes, feeling her warm wet pussy squirming against him, making his cock throb wildly. 

"I'm gonna fuck you real hard," Nate said, rolling her nipples back and forth as she writhed on him. "You want that?"

Lauren nodded, licking her lips, arching her back, pressing into him.

"Tell me," Nate whispered into her ear. "Tell me what you want."

Lauren whispered back, "I want you to fuck me real hard."

Her words made Nate's cock impossibly hard. It was all he could do not to throw down on the seat next to him, and take her, hard.

"We're gonna need to put something in your mouth, so you don't scream like the bitch you are, when I take you."

His hand came out from under the blanket, and he crammed Lauren's mouth full of her pink, lacey thong panties. Under the blanket, Nate guided his cock to her hot little hole, stifling a groan of pleasure at the incredible heat between her legs, and pushed a little, getting his cock head inside her hot wetness.

Then, planting both of his feet firmly, he grabbed her arms, pressing them close to her body, and rammed his cock hard into her, with a single brutal thrust of his hips.

Lauren whimpered and tried to struggle away from him, but his grip on her was too tight. He moaned when he felt her wet hole stretch around his hard cock, wrapping around his fuck meat, like a tight glove.

He looked up into Lauren's face, red with pain. Tears stood in her eyes, she was breathing hard, looking back at him, helpless to stop what he was doing to her.

Nate smiled at her, caressed her soft cheeks, holding his cock still inside her, not moving.

"You like being impaled on my thick black cock?"

Lauren nodded, and moved her hips slightly.

Nate groaned soft and low. "That's it bitch. Fuck yourself on me. Your fucking pussy is so tight and wet," he said.

Lauren moved her hips, slowly rocking back and forth on his cock, making soft little whimpering sounds.

Nate cupped her tits as she fucked herself on him, rubbing her nipples, making her arch her back and moan softly as she rode him. He let her get used to his cock inside her, enjoying the tight, wet feel of her pink little pussy grabbing his cock.

"That's real nice baby," Nate said, taking hold of Lauren's arms again. "Now I'm gonna fuck you the way I like to fuck my bitches."

Nate thrust hard into her again and again, rocking her body. His iron grip on her arms kept her in place, forcing her to take his hard thrusts deep inside her pussy. 

Lauren whimpered through her gag as his cock hammered into her tight hole over and over, unrelenting. 

"You're gonna cum for me, whore," Nate said.

He reached between them, and rubbed Lauren's clit as he fucked her. She tossed her head back, moaning through her gag. Nate felt her pussy clench tighter around his hard cock, and growled deep in his throat.

"That's it, baby," he said, rubbing her clit harder. "Cum for your black Master."

Looking into his eyes, Lauren squirmed and wiggled, rocking her hips in a delicious rhythm that made her moan and whimper. Nate knew she was coming, when he felt her hips jerk against him over and over, and heard her little whimpers of pleasure.

Nate held her down, driving his throbbing cock into her spasming pussy again and again, until he groaned deep and rammed into her, filling her with his seed. He felt her whole body shaking with the force of his hard thrusts. He threw his head back and moaned soft and low as his cock spurted again and again deep inside her hot pussy.

He pulled the gag out, and kissed her soft lips, cupping her breasts. She wrapped her arms around his neck gently as they kissed, squirming on his cock buried deep inside her.

"I liked it," Lauren murmured against his lips.

Nate laughed softly and whispered in her ear, "So did, I baby. You're one hot fuck."

He caressed her nipples, feeling them still hard in his grip and said, "We're only halfway to New York. Your Master has a whole lot to teach his new bitch."



Her First Breast Orgasm



The first thing we had to do to get you set for your little "journey" was to get you situated comfortably on the bed. I had you lie on your back and spread you arms and legs out spread eagle so I could secure them to the four corners of the bed. When I finished I propped your head up slightly with a nice soft pillow. I asked if you were comfortable and you said yes. We were ready to begin.

"Now my dear before we get into the serious part of this activity" I said, "We must precondition those sweet cute nipples of yours" You had no idea what I had in mind. I continued... "What I plan to do is use these nice little plastic film canisters you brought (you know, the ones from those 2 rolls of pictures you sent me of yourself!) and get those nipples to stand up as much as they possibly can. You see while I was tying you to the bed, these canisters were soaking in hot water in the sink. They are now very pliable and can be twisted to new shapes." I then put some KY jelly around your nipples in a ring about the diameter of the canisters. I also put some KY on the inside of the canister. I then squeezed the middle of the canisters such that the cylinder looked like it was crushed at the center. I then proceeded to place each canister on your breasts with the nipple in the center of the circle. When I released the canister you immediately felt the tug of the suction from the canister as it tried to regain its cylindrical shape.

"You see my dear as the canisters cool down, the walls of the cylinder will want to revert to their original shape. In addition, as the air temperature in the cylinder cools, the pressure inside also decreases. Since the KY jelly formed a perfect seal between your breasts and the canisters, both of these factors will cause those nipples to be sucked further and further into the canister! And every passing minutes will cause those nipples to grow."

You could immediately feel what I was talking about as the canisters began their magic. It was a quite pleasant sensation...more than pleasant...like me sucking you're your nipples but without the tugging. It was very pleasurable and you immediately began to get excited. And since you had bought Fuji film (they use clear canisters) you could see your nipples rise before your very eyes!

I then proceeded to put a blindfold over your eyes. From this point on I wanted your mind to be the primary driver of your excitement...and of course some highly erotic titillating breast and nipple play. I told you I was going to take a shower and would be back in about 15-20 minutes. I left you alone with your thoughts in the blackness...with a constantly increasing suction on your nipples.

When I returned I could see that you were really enjoying those canisters on your breasts. Joy was already very wet (hard to hide when you're spread eagle – hee hee) and there seemed to be a soft purring sound coming from your lips. You didn't notice that I had come back into the room.

"Enjoying yourself my dear?" I said. 

"Oh" you said "these things are VERY stimulating." I could see through the canisters that your nipples had grown to twice their normal length. I removed the canisters with care to observe first hand the growth. "Looks like the Grand Tetons" I said laughing. "Guess it's time for some serious titillation!."

As always, your senses were heightened by the removal of your sight. The first thing that you felt was a feather tracing soft circles around your breasts moving slowly (painfully slowly) in smaller and smaller circles toward your nipples. When, at last it made its way to your nipples the contact was all to brief, only a quick brush to tease them. After about 5 minutes of this, you felt a piece of fur being used in the same manner. As this was happening, I was talking to you constantly, telling you how hot you were, how you were going to cum without ever being touched below the waist, how wet you were getting.

When the fur was removed, I sucked each nipple into my mouth very briefly and commented on how hard they were and how sexy they looked extended by the canisters. You moaned slightly because they had also become super sensitive. The next sensation you felt was some sort of cloth that was a bit rough but not scratchy. After that you felt an ice cube. Each item was being used in the same pattern...circles around your whole breast then moving in slowly toward your nipples, where you were given only the briefest of contact, and I was constantly talking to you, dividing your focus between the physical sensations and my constant observations/instructions regarding how your body was responding. 

This was when I began telling you that I would make you cum with just my breath on your nipples. I repeated this statement twenty times as I spoke to you. The next thing you felt was a rough, scratchy piece of cloth, wool actually. Again I stopped and sucked your nipples very briefly and you arched your back. Your nipples were begging for more attention. The next item felt like cool metal, perhaps a pen, tracing the same slow circles and this one confused you for a moment. It was too soft to fall into the natural progression I was employing until you felt a clamp grab your nipple and you realized what it was. You gasped at the sensation... these clamps were firm! 

When both nipples were clamped I stopped for several minutes and just talked to you while the pleasure/pain washed over you. I began to squeeze your breasts slowly, being careful now NOT to touch your nipples but focusing your attention on them with my words. I told you I was going to slowly lift the chain that was attached to your nipple clamps and blow softly on you breasts. I reiterated that when I did this, you would cum almost instantly. I let you linger for a few seconds as your mind raced with anticipation. When at last I did lean down and began to blow across your breasts, your body started to convulse... you experienced the most intense orgasm that you have ever had.



Her First Camping Trip



She wanted to have a good camping experience and wanted someone to help in making it that way. I was the chosen one. She wanted it to be some place unique, but with not much to do. I encouraged her toward a place in northwest Alabama. I didn't know truly what to expect, although thoughts were streaming through my head; both to be more exact. Being the gentleman that I am, I tried not to think of such things.

We set out on our journey one Friday afternoon. After arriving at the canyon and setting camp, I prepared a light supper and started a campfire. It was a comfortable night so the campfire was more for companionship than anything else. The fire was burning quite well by the time we were finished eating and she decided to go take a shower. She gathered her bath needs and started on her way. I gathered more fire wood and arranged the lanterns to give the best possible lighting. 

Upon returning from her shower, we sat and talked for some time. All the while I could not keep my eyes off of her. The cloths she was wearing were nothing special, just loose fitting shorts and a short, loose fitting tank. I couldn't help but notice that she wore no bra. The air, though not cold, made this quite noticeable. Sitting beside her, made me feel warm, comfortable, and excited. I tried to keep this from my thoughts. We talked and teased each other as we usually do. I didn't even realize that we had moved quite close to one another, our arms and legs touching many times. I don't know why, but silence came over us and she just leaned on me as if to rest. This was a nice feeling.

Several minutes had then passed since a spoken word. I felt her hand move on my leg. It was warm lying quite close to my now rising cock. She couldn't help but feel the swelling move my shorts under her touch. I could only pull her closer in fear that a sudden action might change what was apparently about to happen. I could feel her hand move down to the leg opening of my shorts and her fingers begin to trace a burning line upward to what was now as hard and excited as could be.

I felt her breath on my chest hair as I moved my hand over her and down to her waist pulling her closer. I kissed her freshly washed hair, her neck and shoulders. She held me in her hand as if guiding a plane through the air. She had total control. I could only wait with anticipation.

She wrapped her fingers around my balls feeling them move involuntary like the slow movement of a heart beating. She massaged them tenderly making me more aroused. I could feel her tongue on my nipple and her teeth biting me gently. They hardened as well. Her kisses moved lower onto my torso, even lower as her hand released me. I felt the softness of her breath around my waist as her tongue teased me. She held me in her mouth through my shorts, biting me slightly to let me know that she was still in control. 

She stood and pulled me closer to the fire leaving me there as she went to get a sleeping bag. I helped her unzip the bag and spread it over the ground. We settled down on the bag on our knees, locked in a passionate embrace and kiss. I felt her breast rise against me as the kiss became near violent with both of her hands now between my legs and mine on her ass. Our kiss broke as my hands went under her tank and up her back. I could feel her lips, tongue and teeth having their way with my neck. Passions were high to say the least. 

She pulled my shirt off and pushed me onto my back in one fluid like motion. I felt her nails lightly claw down my chest and torso to the button on my shorts. She leaned down to suck, lick and nibble on my very hard nipples. Unaware that I had done so, I moaned out loud. She giggled through her manipulations as she unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts. She finally spoke as she saw that my swollen cock had already come through the opening in my boxers. "That's what I'm lookin' for" she said, in her sexy Brooklyn accent. 

"It's all yours," I said, "but not until we even things up a bit. I need to get some of those clothes off of you." She wasted no time with the tank but I had to ask her to wait for a moment while I put some more wood on the other fire. 

After taking care of the campfire I decided to lye down beside her. We savored more kisses as she freed me from shorts and boxers, grabbing me like she thought that I might leave. No way, honey! I removed hers as well only to find there were no panties, not even a thong. I touched her and she gasped, no pulling away or pushing toward, just excitement. 

"I'm going to suck you now," she said as she climbed back on top. I could feel her hot, moist pussy on my upper torso. She worked her way down just above that hard cock and raised herself. She slid her wet cunt up and down the under side, each time allowing the head of my cock a tempting glimpse of that hot hole. She went further down, kneeling between my legs, and stroked my dick with her hands, holding it as she went down and licked my balls, sucking each one tenderly. She licked my shaft from bottom to top and back again several times. The head was swollen and throbbing with each flick of her tongue. She could feel it pulsate as she took the head in her mouth, sucking hard on it with her tongue going in circles. Up and down, twisting and pumping, she worked me over. I had to stop her before I lost it. It was way too early for that.

"What's the matter," she said, as she crawled on hands and knees over me like a lion with its prey.

"You are driving me nuts," I thought out loud as she lowered her now dripping wet pussy down to my throbbing cock, sliding back and forth on the under side.

I could feel the opening each time she reached the head, and then somehow she squeezed and lifted it upright, just holding me that way. She shifted her hips left and right in a teasing motion as she came down on my shaft. I groaned and she almost growled as she took it all in. She leaned back, riding me ever so slowly. I pulled my feet up and raised my knees letting her lean further back to rest as the slow grinding continued. Back and forth she rode. Slowly she leaned forward allowing me an opportunity to take her nipples in my mouth, caressing and sucking each one in turn. They became more swollen and hardened with each flick of my tongue. Now she was pumping her hips slowly up and down driving both of us closer to the edge. With each push, her breast swayed like waves on the ocean. Still in control, she leaned back again. I couldn't help but notice how the firelight sparkled on her now as small beads of perspiration were all over her. Her body was in perfect motion, a steady and never ending wave of passion.

She leaned forward once more, only this time was different. She released me, crawling over me to place her quivering clit right in my mouth. I wasn't going to refuse this. 

At the instant that I began sucking her clit and massaging it with my tongue, gasp of excitement came with a rush. Her whole body began to rock as she ground her cunt on my face. Back and forth she pressed. At times she was doing the hula hard against me. I kept putting my tongue as far inside as I could. I couldn't help but hear the smacking sound of her wet lips as I released suction for a moment to rapidly tease her clit. Moaning could be heard echoing from the cliff wall behind our campsite. I can't be sure if it was she or I, for my cock was convulsing with excitement. She tasted good, is all I could think as she rode me hard, wanting to cum. 

I held her ass with both hands urging her on to that sweet moment of bliss. She was getting close. I could feel it with each writhing motion. Each forward thrust became somewhat violent. She leaned forward a bit and grabbed my forehead, giving her something to steady herself. She pushed with wildness as the moans became louder. One final push and she came with raging abandon. Panting and what sounded like soft squeals could now be heard. My tongue still caressing, caused her body to jerk, for it could take no more at the moment. She raised her back to an upright position as she still rode, more controlled now. Her wetness was all over my face and neck and left hot wet traces on my chest as she further withdrew. 

"Oh my god, I can't believe I came so soon," she said. "You are as good as you say. But now, it's my turn to play.

"But you've been playing!"

"But I'm not finished with the love muscle"

She got up, walked to the cooler and retrieved a nice, chilled bottle of wine. Bringing it back, she sat right back down on my chest, still very wet. She began sipping straight from the bottle, more and more she drank until it dripped from her red, excited lips. We both laughed a little at this. 

"You think that is funny?" She giggled mischievously as she slowly poured some on her breast. 

"I will take care of all that, don't you worry.

"Not yet."

She rose up and moved down between my legs. She began pouring small amounts of the wine on my rock hard cock. It ran down the crack of my ass. It was still quite cool by the time it got there. My ball sack was drawn tight, full of excitement. She took one in her mouth, sucking it softly and rubbing it with her tongue. Then she took the other, not wanting to leave anything undone. More wine to my cock before she sucked hard on the head. I could feel the stud in her tongue, which until this night, I had never felt before. Her lips moved down the under side of my cock and over my balls, kissing with fiery passion. She ran her tongue along the skin under my balls. (This drives me nuts.) Back to my cock she went, this time taking it all in. I could feel the head of my dick against the back of her throat as she sucked. I couldn't help myself as I took the back of her head in my hands and kept a steady pace with her movements with my hips. That stud was driving me wild with every touch to the head of my cock. This was going to be the mother load. Faster, faster with more suction on each one of my upward thrust she sucked. I hoped that I wasn't hurting her, because I was loosing control. She firmly held my balls now, which was putting me closer and closer to the edge. She knew this as she took it deep, held it there and worked oral magic. Then it happened. I held her head as I exploded in her mouth. She never stopped sucking and gulping. Up and down she worked it slowly. I was shaking and I couldn't stop it. The sound of her suction being released gave me the satisfaction of knowing that she was pleased with herself.

"Good to the last drop, baby," she said as she crawled back on top of me and gave me the most passionate kiss conceivable. "But we're just getting started for the weekend, so you better rest up.

"I think I had better," is all I had the energy to say.

We sat close together and snuggled for quite some time. After getting dressed, we decided to put away the wine and any food that was left out so the raccoons would not ruin our weekend. It was getting close to the time for the nightly tour of the canyon, so we freshened up so the passions just exchanged were not quite so noticeable. 

We arrived at the campground gift shop and browsed as we awaited the tour. The night was clear and star filled and the humidity was low. This would make our night hike quite comfortable. The contingent was called to the trail head for the do's and don'ts and what to watch for. These are unique creatures and their glow is quite impressive in the dark canyon. As we started downward we held hands, I didn't know if this was for her safety or comfort, but I was more than willing to oblige. As we walked, we were stopped several times at certain points of the trail for more explanation of what was being seen. Every time we stopped, she would be in front of me. Each stop gave her the opportunity to rub her fine ass against me, arousing me beyond belief. She knew it and enjoyed it. As I rose, she would rub more and the tour would start up. This was cruel and very unusual pleasure. With all this teasing, I thought the tour would never end. But to my relief, the end was near. 

As the hike was coming to an end, we were all bunched into an overhang of rocks where we were once again asked to turn off all flashlights. Near pitch black now, we gazed at these glowing organism. It was the perfect opportunity for some pay back for her teasing. Still behind her, I slipped a hand inside those loose shorts, still no panties, and began massaging her clit. I felt her response as she gave my finger a slippery coating. We wanted it now more than before. Some how, we had managed to always stay near the back of the pack during this whole tour which gave me the opportunity to move us backward down the trail. Burr's hideout was just around the bend.

Without even giving her the chance to face me, I removed her shorts to expose her bare ass and pushed her forward letting her rest her hands on a large boulder. I pushed her legs apart just enough to get my hand between the legs and started playing with her, rubbing her clit and playing with her pussy lips before I inserted a finger. In and out in a swirling motion, I was working her up pretty good. Another finger went in and another as she started to groan and moan. With my free hand, I dropped my shorts to let out the swollen beast. I spanked her ass with my cock letting her know what was come. I removed my hand and stepped up to her ass. Her back bowed down and her ass tilted up as I dick slapped her clit. Head to pussy, she pushed back hard and took it all quick. She wanted it and she meant to get it.

Both hands on her hips, I began thrusting slowly, in and out. She met me each time with a firm push of her own. On and on we fucked. My nuts slapped against the top of her pussy with every pump. It almost hurt because of our earlier activities. Grunts came from each of us every time I pushed in. She got so wet that I could feel it running down my balls. This was the best back door (not anal) sex I had ever had. In the dark in a public place where we could possibly get caught, made it even more thrilling. I kept driving it home and could feel her hips jerking almost spasmodically. She was getting louder with each thrust. I don't know how long we were at it, but it had been quite a while. It sounded as if she were near to crying with pleasure, of course.

"I'm cuming," she squealed as I kept going. "Cum with me," she pleaded.

I couldn't. Once I cum, it takes me forever to go again. I told her that I wasn't there yet. I slammed her harder when she reached down to play with my soaked balls. This was helping, but not soon enough. As she came, her knees buckled somewhat but I kept trying to catch up. Slamming, driving and pushing harder than ever, she came again. I was holding her by the hips so she wouldn't fall. Her ass smacked hard against my hips as we fucked. She squeezed my balls a little more, gently rolling them in her fingers. That was it. I finally lost control. With one last ball banging thrust, I held her ass to me as I filled her with cum, which wasn't much since she had previously sucked me dry, but it felt good just the same. I collapsed over her back hoping not to make her fall, but my legs were gone as well. Leaning on the rock, she supported both of us as we regained our strength. 

Finally, able to walk again, we slowly pulled our shorts on, held hands and began walking; no more words were spoken until we reached camp.

After arriving at camp, we just sat and talked for a while; discussing how satisfied we were with the experiences and not truly knowing where to go next. So, we just sat there, snuggled together for a couple of hours each caressing the other. This was surely a night to remember. 

A cool breeze finally stirred us from sleep unawares and we decided that maybe we should go to bed for the night. After settling down under the blankets, her breasts in my hands and my hands in hers, sleep came quickly and deeply. 

The morning sun was already high, so was I; with help from her sucking mouth. Damn, I thought I was a horny fuck. "You just take what you want, don't you? I have never been sucked so many times." She just grinned around my dick and let out a deep giggle. 

"I didn't think you were ever going to wake up," she said. "Come on, let's go get a shower, I have found the perfect place."

I was unaware that she had been awake since sunrise and had done some exploring on her own. 

"What do you want me to do with this now?" I asked while pointing at my swollen dick.

"Just put it away, I promise that I will finish what I started," she said with a mischievous smile. Taking me by the hand she led the way to an area of the park that I had not been. It was definitely well off the beaten path. It was very secluded and eerie, as if it were a place to be avoided. "Are you sure about this place?" I asked. "Just wait, it will be worth it," she said. 

The canyon walls that seemed ominous and forbidden now began to open into valley with cascading waterfalls and pools surrounded by wild rhododendrons and mountain laurels. Leading me through the tree growth like an experienced woodsman was beginning to arouse me. I never thought I could get the city out of her. The trek through the trees opened to a very private pool and a waterfall of unbelievable beauty. "How do you like the shower facilities?" 

"It was worth the walk," is all I could say.

Putting her arms around me, the kisses came slowly and tenderly; not with the animal madness of the night before. Our hands caressed one another slowly, making sure that we felt what we touched. I don't know how, but we were both naked, as if our clothes just melted away. She released a very passionate kiss and led me into the pool. The water was cool but not cold. As the water touched her breast she pulled me against her as the desire of lips met again. This was too good to be true. It had to be a dream. I could feel her hands around my wasted and she could feel my swollen dick on her stomach. One of her hands eased around it and stroked it slowly. 

I took her ass in my hands and lifted her so she could put me inside. She slid down slowly and leaned back in the water. I thought she was going to loose it when I was all the way in. The place, moment and company made every nerve and sense more receptive to what we were receiving from one another. The waves of our passion could be heard lapping against the rocks on the bank. 

I bounced her with my hips and hands but she slowed me, raised her head to kiss me and climbed off as easily as she got on. She kissed my chest and sank beneath the water taking my throbbing cock in her mouth. Coming up for air, she led me to the water fall where there was rock smoothed by years of running water. She pushed me firmly in the chest causing me to stumble back onto my back. She pumped me hard with her hand and said, "Now I'm going to finish". Dropping to her knees, she swallowed me whole, as if starved. The water fell over us as she sucked and pumped. My balls were churning in her other hand. Between the surroundings and the woman, I was loosing it. 

She sensed it and slowed the manipulations. She was not going to be denied the pleasure that I was receiving. She urged me farther onto the rock so she could join me there. Dick still in hand, she spun and dropped her cunt right into my mouth. "Eat me, you fucker," is all that was said. I obliged, as if I had a choice. She was fucking my face wildly. I found it hard to get my tongue in at all. She was grinding on my chin so hard and fast that it was hard to keep up. Finally she quaked, hips jerking and stomach having spasms. She slowed down and settled her pussy into my waiting lips, enjoying the kisses it received. 

Her gasping for air around my shaking dick subsided and she began to suck me again, this time with slow deep action. I could feel me hitting the back of her throat but she didn't gag. Up and down she worked, taking every swollen inch. I was getting closer and she knew it. My ass cheeks tightened as I tried to hold back. She knew that too. She sucked harder and deeper until she knew it was time. Taking all in, she held suction and swallowed all as it came. She kept swallowing even after I was done. Each convulsion gave her more satisfaction. No energy left, she finally let me go. Laying her head on my thigh, she said, "How was the shower"? We could only laugh.




Her First Carriage Ride



She had watched all the people taking carriages rides all afternoon. She wanted to take a ride, but she had no money to pay her way. It was all stolen a few hours ago as she got off the train. As the hours went by one of the gentleman who drivers kept coming by her, and smiling. She would lower her head, but after the fourth time by she smiled back at him and was rewarded with seeing his eyes that put a fire in her body. Just about an hour later he came by again , but this time he stop.

"Would you like a ride my dear?" he asked her.

"Oh Sir, that sounds wonderful, but I can not, all my money was stolen earlier so I can't pay you. But I thank you most kindly for the offer." she told him, as her eyes traveled down his body, stopping at the bulge in his jeans.

He smiled knowing where her eyes were looking, and while she kept looking he was looking at her wonderful rise and fall of her breasts. Thinking about them, wondering how they would feel and taste made his cock grow even longer and harder. He wanted her and she wanted him.

"For you my dear no charge," he told her, hopping down to help her up.

His hands cupped her ass, and that sent a jolt of need straight to his already hard cock. He climb up laid the blanket over her lap then climb over to his seat.

"The gentleman was very kind to take her on this ride, and she knew that she shouldn't but her body was telling her to shut up and enjoy it." she thought.

He took her all over the park, some places that were very seclude. It was getting real close to dark when he pulled into a dark secluded area. She watch as he climb down then climb in next to her.

"You are the most beautiful, sexy looking lady I've seen in a real long time. I want very much to take off your clothes and touch you all over." he told her softly, as he undress quickly.

He sat back on the front edge of the carriage stroking his already hard cock.

"Oh my!!! what are you doing Sir?" she gasp.

"Mmmmm, watching you get excited." he told her.

She watched his hand slowly move up and down his enormous, hard cock. She lean forward wanting to touch it, but not sure if she should. He stood and step closer to her, her hand brush his cock head.

"OH BABY!!!!!" he groan.

He reach for her hand lifting it toward his throbbing cock. Making her caress him. Up, down, so slowly that he thought he might blow his load right now. Then she stood up and started to undress. First off was her top. She wore no bra, and her huge, white sagging tit's hung there in the moonlight. She bent to push off her shorts. And there was the most clean shaving pussy he'd ever seen before. His cock throbbed. She kneeled in front of him and lick his cock from the tip to the base. Her hand close around his balls as her mouth devoured his pulsating cock.

"Oh my fucking god!!!!! suck me baby." he grunted.

He grabbed the top of the carriages and slowly started moving his cock in and out of of her mouth. When his legs wouldn't hold him up any longer he sat on the seat. She stood up, turned around and bent over the front of the carriage, wiggling her ass at him. She turn to look at him.

"Fuck me! Take your hard cock and fuck my soaking wet pussy." she demanded.

Hell he didn't care, he wanted to. He grabbed his cock and rubbed it against her pussy, push in a little bit. He grab her hips and lean down and whisper to her.

"I'm going to fuck you good baby." he whisper then plunge his cock deep inside.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed.

Grabbing her around her waist, he pulled her back as he sat down. Holding her hips, he started lifting her up and down his cock.

" Oh fuck!!! so fucking tight!!" he grunted. "Oh ya that's it baby! Squeeze my fucking cock hard!!" he said,grinding his cock into her.

He started picking up the pace with each thrust, he was slamming her pussy hard with his cock. She slamming her pussy down hard and fast.

"OH GOD I'M GOING TO CUM!!!" she screamed.

He lifted her to stand and bent her over again and started slamming his cock into her faster. Knowing his balls were filling with hot cum.

"Aaaaaaaagggghhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he grunted, shooting hot blasts of cum up inside her pussy.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! I'M CUMMINGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed, her body jerking.

He carefully laid her down on the seat covered her with the blanket and told her to stay there he was taking her to someplace very special. Soon they were deep into the trees of the park where their was no lights at all. She could hear running water and soon they stop moving. He help her down and holding her hand he walk her to the edge of the water, and laid her on a blanket he'd spread out there.

"No one can see or hears us here." he said.

He push open her thighs, leaning down his tongue slip along her clit.

"Oh god!!!" she cried out.

He licked and kissed his way along her thighs, mound, tummy, and even her ass crack. She was squirming and breathing hard, moaning loudly even before his tongue touched her clit. When it did her hips thrusted up off the ground and slammed into his mouth hard.

"Mmmmmmmm yes baby!!! You like that, mmmmm good, I'm going to eat your pussy till you cum all over my face." he told her in a harsh voice.

Her hand had found his cock and was stroking him hard. She push him unto his back and push her pussy down on his face and lean down to take his cock into her waiting mouth.

"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" he groaned, as she took his cock deeper and deeper in her mouth.

Soon they both were filling each others mouth's with cum. They lay there talking, telling each other some of their fantasy's. After a while he help her dress again and drove her back where he pick her up at.

"If you ever want to have a go again, here's where I'll be staying." she said then watch him drive off.

will they or wont they?