8 comments/ 15622 views/ 0 favorites My Fling By: mdp_2004 We work together. Sometimes we work late into the evening, motivated to complete the project the right way rather than to just complete it. I'm the project manager and she's a subject matter expert. Our project is online and if we do it right the company will make money with something that's easy to maintain. We work in separate office cubes but often sit side-by-side as we stare at the screen and make decisions. She operates the keyboard and sometimes I reach for the mouse. When my fingers touch her hand she says "sorry". I like her voice. When she talks she sounds confident and reassuring at the same time. I like her other features too. Her eyes are green and glassy. Her hair is reddish brown. Some days she wears it with wavy curls that have bounce; other days her hair is straight with an inward curl at the bottom. Her skin is white with a slight pigmentation that suggests she could tan if she wanted to. Her body is lithe and her features are refined. She is single and lives alone in a steel framed loft down town. She likes the hustle and bustle and the big city lights. At night she walks for exercise and essentials at the local stores of convenience. Her life is quiet. She says it's nothing to give up for the good of the project. My life is different and the same. I'm married. Our kids are two dogs. They wag their tails at the back door while waiting for me to let myself in. They jump on me and when I bend down to pet them they lunge to lick my face. My wife occupies herself with a book, a movie or a magazine. She doesn't greet me anymore. Angela smiles whenever I walk into her office cube. I usually bring her work and she always lets me off the hook. Our deadline is looming and we have a big decision to make. A call to my wife tells her the news and she hangs up without saying goodbye. It's more of the same. I can't remember the last time she said "I'm proud of you." At 6:00 p.m. Angela works in her office while I work in mine. People stop by on their way out to say "good night" and we keep working. Winter darkness is upon us and when we finish so are the cubes all around us. At 7:45 p.m. I walk into her office and sit in the chair beside her so we can start the second half of our evening together. She asks if I remembered to call Carol and I tell her she hung up again without saying goodbye. Angela places her hand on my shoulder and tilts her head in my direction as she says her usual "I'm sorry" and lets the sound draw out. Our eyes meet and I feel her concern but quickly say "let's get started" before I lose focus. We make it through the application and it looks complete. Next we move to the presentation and read through it once more. The opening and closing statements need to be tweaked and then we should be done. We're bleary-eyed and resolved to push on through. A half hour later my stomach grumbles and Angela offers me an apple. Biting into it feels good and tastes great. I thank her for the nourishment and she says it's the last one she has. Immediately I feel guilty and hold it out to her for a bite where the skin is still showing. She shakes her head no and smiles. I'm not convinced she's really saying no and I move the apple toward her mouth but remain far enough away that it's not in her face. "Please eat some Angela. We can share this can't we?" I say. She smiles and covers my hand with her own and pulls the apple toward her mouth. Her eyes stare into mine and I should look away but I don't. She bites into the flesh side and a nice chunk breaks off and drops into her mouth. For a moment I watch her lips close and seal as she chews and then I take in the view of her face again. She's brightening before me and I want to tell her how beautiful she is but I say nothing. After she swallows her first bite, she pushes the apple toward me and says "your turn." I consider that her hand is still covering mine and instead of saying anything about it I lean in and take a bite. Surprisingly I'm able to control the impact as my teeth cut into the flesh and her hand remains on mine. As I chew, we look into each other's eyes and she pulls the apple toward her mouth again and takes a second bite. I quickly finish and pull the apple back toward my mouth and bite again. Our eye contact breaks for just a moment and when we reconnect she's ready for another bite. This time she places her free hand on the other side of mine and brings the apple to her mouth. We have eye contact as her teeth sink into the flesh and I feel there is more to our hunger than the apple. As she chews her piece she pushes on my hand and the apple slowly moves to my lips. I nibble and keep looking into her beautiful eyes. Her hands move down my arm just as she swallows. Our eyes are locked on one another and all is quiet except for my heart beat. It pounds in my chest and my palms moisten. No words are spoken as she tugs on my arm and moves her head toward my hand. Her lips part and just as she closes in on the apple she presses on my forearm and moves my hand into her path. When her lips meet my fingers she kisses them and looks at me. The she kisses them again while also looking at me. Each kiss stirs energy between us and soon a series of chain reactions travel straight to my heart. The energy is enough to light a thousand bulbs. Her kisses continue and I do nothing to stop her. As she rounds her way over my fingertips and down the length of my fingers, I rotate my hand and then my arm. We still have eye contact and the cooperation between us makes my cock swell. Her other hand slips up the underside of my arm and covers the apple just as my fingers relax their grip on it. Juice drips visibly onto my palm the moment she lifts the apple from my grasp. Immediately she kisses my palm and parts her lips. Then she sucks the juice off my skin. When her gaze meets mine again we both smile and then she places the core at my lips and says "hold for me please." Angela smiles once more as I bite and hold the core with my teeth and lips. Far from laughing, she places one hand on my extended thumb and the other on my wrist. Then she pulls my hand toward her mouth and begins to kiss first the tips of my fingers and then their lengths. Each kiss sends new bursts of energy straight to my cock and very quickly it tents my pants. Of course Angela's eyes are looking up at mine but I do nothing to conceal it. The apple wets my lips. It feels like the juice is pooling at the corners of my mouth and I suck first and then swallow as I watch Angela proceed to kiss the center of my palm. She smiles momentarily and I panic with the thought that my noise has ruined the moment. But she continues her seduction by extending her tongue and touches it to the center of my palm. From there she slowly licks her way up my hand and along my middle finger until the tip rests on her bottom lip. I am rock hard and speechless as I watch her lips slowly cover my fingertip and then inch their way down its length. Her seduction is stronger than any encounter in memory. Its power is overwhelming and the longer I watch, the weaker I become. When she takes my middle finger into her mouth and seals her lips around it, I am past the point of no return and simply stand. A second later I unzip my trousers with my free hand and then I withdraw my finger and slip my open hand along-side her jaw. Angela quickly slips out of her chair and drops to her knees as I toss the apple core into the trash can. There she looks up at me and smiles as she pulls my fingers toward her lips. She sucks two fingers into her mouth and then she tugs on my hand to move my fingers in further and then she tugs on my hand to move my fingers out some. Another set of pull and push tugs and I get the message. Then she raises her hands to my belt and begins to unfasten it as I saw my two fingers in and out of her sucking mouth. Standing up in the cube I decide to look around and quickly become conscious of what we're doing. I want to tell her we shouldn't do this but I don't. It's too late for that. Her hands are on my cock and she's moving her mouth off my fingers. The moment I look down at her she is looking up at me and slipping my cock into her warm wet mouth. It is the happiest moment of my life and I smile back at her. Each second creates new happy moments as my shaft passes her lips. She makes it halfway down on the first pass and then her red painted lips stretch a little bit as she slowly retreats toward the tip. When the tip rests between her lips I flex my rod and she says "ooh" with a startled surprised look in her eye. Then she smiles at me and takes me back into her mouth as her lips slowly crawl over the crown and across my shaft. Again she stops halfway and starts her slow lip stretching retreat. The beauty of her mouth on the other end of my cock is only replaced by the beauty of her eyes as she looks up at me. The view feeds my desire to make love to her. Several heavenly minutes pass and Angela's pace back and forth along my rod is the same as when she started: slow and easy. The difference now is that my cock is wearing a nice wet coat and he is extremely optimistic flooding is imminent. On the verge of coming, I wonder if she wants a load in her mouth or in the trashcan. After an eternity of silence, my first words to her were "I'm going to cum." Angela laughed and then she completely withdrew and said "You can cum in my mouth if you want to." Then as I looked at her my cock pulsed out a huge glob of hot goo. It splashed the tip of her nose and her cheek and then she said "oh my God" and opened her mouth wide to catch the next blast. Some of it landed in her mouth and some on her chin. Quickly she covered the tip with her mouth and firmly sucked on the head as the next eruptions took place. After four or five hot pulses the production dropped off and she swallowed. "Oh God" I said as quietly as possible. There wasn't a sound in the office and yet I didn't want to risk being heard. Euphoria quickly set in and soon I began to smile uncontrollably as Angela backed off my cock. As she rose before me, I helped her to her feet and then I held onto her. "That was incredible" I told her. "I'm glad because I've never done that before" she said. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Immediately she opened her mouth and our tongues met. Her arms circled my shoulders and my hands caressed her back while our kiss grew passionate. After brief tap dancing, our tongues transitioned into a slow bump and grind. Meanwhile, our lips smeared about each other's faces and we tasted my cum that was still clinging to her face. Whether it was a new heat of the moment or the original one, her kissing and moaning made told me our encounter was a long way from finished for the evening. Our tongues weren't the only things grinding, so too were our crotches. My cock was still out and firmly pressing against her crotch. She too was grinding her crotch against me and when we finally stopped our kiss, she palmed my forehead and combed her fingers through my hair and whispered "hi." "I want to make love to you" I whispered. Her smile grew bigger and the hand that was in my hair went straight to my cock. As she grasped hold of it and began to slowly stroke it she said "then make love to me right now." We couldn't get her clothes off fast enough and some buttons flew off her blouse. A similar effect took place on her pants as we heard a short tear but never stopped to see where it was. As she sat and removed her shoes and pants I kicked off my loafers and stepped out of my pants. I took my shirt off and stood before her wearing only my dark over the calf socks as she dropped her pants onto mine. Then as she started to get up, I stepped toward her and said "not yet" as I held my hand out. She kissed my fingers as I knelt before her and then hooked my arms beneath her legs. Her pussy was hairless and wet. Moisture seeped between her lips and when I looked up at her she was looking down and smiling dreamily back at me. With her eyes on mine I lowered my mouth to her lap and kissed a trail from her lower stomach to her hood and then her labia making sure I teased her without touching her. Angela's breathing grew shallow and soon she was downright panting as I kissed my way around her crotch without actually touching her absolute center. One more look her way and her fingers touched my forehead again and then they combed my hair as I dove in to taste her sex. The moment my tongue slipped inside her, Angela let out a sharp cry and her fingers wrapped around my head. "Oh my god Bob" she exclaimed as I pressed my face between her legs and licked as deeply inside her as I could. She was soaking wet and I was literally swallowing juice on every second lick. Her taste was exquisite and I couldn't get enough of it inside me. I felt like a wet vac soaking up a spill and loving every second of it. Her first orgasm hit without warning and accompanying it was an intense gush of sweet warm fluid. The volume was considerable, entirely too much to swallow all at once and though I swallowed some, most of it splashed against my face and landed on the floor. Another gush erupted and splashed my neck and chest as I rose to look at her. She quieted immediately and I said "you're beautiful" because I truly meant it. "Make love to me darling" she said back to me and then lifted first one leg over the arm rest and then the other. I rose to my feet and said "I don't have protection." She said "it doesn't matter, I want you inside me." I bent my knees in order to lower my cock to her opening. It took balance and strength to meet the objective and once my cock slipped inside her the feeling was well worth the energy. She was so slick, I sank into her without any resistance and then our crotches collided. Thinking quickly, I slipped my hands behind her lower back and gently lifted her out of the chair. Immediately her legs encircled my back and her arms embraced my neck as her body sank further down upon my rock hard cock. She was literally impaled at this point and as I throbbed inside her she began to kiss my face all over and whisper "I've wanted you for so long; I think I love you." I cupped the bottom of her ass and supported her there as I slowly started to withdraw from her. The first attempt did not withdraw very much but I attempt to thrust inside her just the same. On my second attempt Angela helped and soon we began a steady up and down grinding rhythm. Each stroke produced incredible sensations for both of us and as we looked into each other's eyes I whisper "I love you too Angela." "Oh darling, I love you too" she whispers back and then we kiss once more. When our lips part the next time she whispers "You feel incredible inside me." Her admission makes me throb inside her and then we kiss again as Angela glides up my pole again. "I wish we were in a bed" I say while looking into her beautiful green eyes. "me too, want to come home with me?" "Yes but I can't. My wife. I mean" I start to panic and she kisses my lips. "Another time, let's enjoy this while we can." We kiss again and our bodies slowly grind together for several minutes. Our stomachs pang but our lust wins out and we push onward. Angela's orgasm reaches us first and although this one is not a gusher, she feels it intensely and starts to get loud. "Oh God Bob fuck me I'm coming" she exclaims. I try to stifle her cries by covering her mouth with mine but she pulls away and yells again "Oh God Bob fuck me I'm coming." Her ability to let go like that feeds my own lust and soon I announce my own orgasm. "Oh God Angela I'm coming inside you" I say. "Yes darling, cum inside me as hard as you can, oh God I'm coming again. Fill me Bob. Fill me up. Get me pregnant. Leave your wife. Cum inside me darling. I love you and I want you forever." Ropes of cum burst out of my cannon-sized cock and fill Angela's impaled body. Her pussy squeezes my cock and milks all the jiz I have to give. Whether true love really exists between us or its just hot passionate heat of the moment talk, I know one thing for sure: the intensity of this orgasm is much more powerful than I ever have with my wife. A light flashes in the distance and I whisper "Oh shit someone is coming." "You got that right mister" says Angela. "Someone just came and now someone else is going to slip off and do clean up with her mouth" she says and giggles. "Oh my God, I want that so bad but someone is coming. I can see their flashlight." "No way" she says. Then all the lights come on. "Oh shit" she says and we both scramble for our clothes. We get them on in record time and as I stuff my shirt tail down my trousers, I see a guard turn down our aisle and head our way. We have eye contact and he says "Good evening sir. Is every one alright?" "We're just finished a presentation" I say and step out into the passageway to block him from Angela's cube. "We heard a scream over the monitor. It sounded like a woman was being roughed up" he said. "We haven't heard anything" I said as he attempted to pass through me. "Excuse me sir. I'd like to see for myself" he says and presses his hand to my chest. "Step aside please" he says. I move and then follow him as he steps into Angela's cube. I look at Angela as she sits on her chair with her knees up and her feet resting on the seat of her chair. One arm is folded across her chest and the other holds her knees in place. "You okay m'am" says the guard. "Never better" she says grinning ear to ear. "Well okay then" he says and then turns to leave her cube. After he walks into the corridor, he extracts a radio from his belt and raises it to his mouth. "All clear on level 4, section h" he says and then waits. "Roger that" says a voice on the radio. "Head on over to level six Mac. We hear some screaming up there too." I walk into Angela's cube and smile as we both hear the guard say "we'll do." We're still looking at each other as the guard walks off. Then he turns toward us and asks "want me to leave the lights on for awhile so you can see?" "Sure" I say. "Leave them on." Angela smiles and moves her feet to the floor and when she moves her arms to the arm rests her blouse falls open and I can see her bare breasts. "Wow" I say and she jumps out of her chair and grabs me as she squeals "wee"; we embrace tightly and breathe shallowly until we calm and then I say "it's late. We should go home. We can finish up tomorrow." "Tomorrow is Saturday" she says. "Even better." My Fling With Jodie This story is a fantasy I have about this sexy girl I know. Her real name is Jodie and I've for years had a fantasy of fucking Jodie or rather jerked off thinking about fucking Jodie. So this is my fantasy: My name is Gary and I'm 56 years old and I've been married to Cindy for twenty years now. We lived in Phoenix for the past ten years. Cindy was a petite woman with A-cup tits and a little bit of a wide ass. But that's okay because she still turns me on. But Cindy's sex drive had not been running at full speed during the past few years. So because of this, I've fantasized about my neighbor, Jodie. Jodie was around 40 years old and was married to Henry. Henry's always on the road for business so Jodie was often home alone for three or four days. Since Jodie was often home alone, I often peeked out my den windows to catch a glimpse of her in her black bikini working on her tan. Those glimpses then had me stripping naked and I stroked my cock while I fantasize about fucking Jodie. "Fuck me Jodie," I would moan out while I stroked my cock and thought about Jodie's legs wrapped around me while I fucked her. Then winter arrived and it was December. Cindy decided to go visit her mom in San Francisco for a week. Henry was also out for that same week for a big conference in Chicago. That left Jodie and I both home alone. It was eight o'clock that Wednesday night and I watched a movie on TV. My phone rang. "Hello." "James, it's Jodie. I was wondering if you could come over and assist me with something," she said from the phone. "Sure, what do you need?" "I need some help getting those boxes of Christmas decorations out of the attic. Henry promised to do that before he left for Chicago, but he forgot, again," Jodie replied and sounded like this was typical for Henry. "Sure. My pleasure. I'll be right over," I answered then hung up the phone. My heart raced a tad while I thought about being able to spend a few minutes alone with Jodie. "Don't get too excited. You know she won't want sex," I told myself. I left my house and walked over to Jodie's front door. I knocked. The door opened and Shelly appeared in blue jeans, shorts, and sandals. "Thank you so much for helping me," she said while she opened up to door, which was the invitation to come inside. I stepped inside and she immediately closed the door. "I started to get some of the boxes down, but my back started hurting, so I decided not to push it," she said while she placed a hand on her back. "Don't blame you," I replied with a warm smile. Jodie walked me through her living room, and then through the kitchen and from there we went inside the garage. The access panel into the garage attic was a pull-down stairs. I noticed that three boxes were already on the garage floor. "I have four more boxes up there," she said. "Okay," I said while I walked over to the stairs. Five minutes had passed and I brought down those four boxes and had the pull-down stairs back up. Jodie cringed a little while she placed her right hand on her back. "You okay?" "My back is a little stiff. I should go out and get a massage tomorrow, but I'm a little strapped for cash, with Christmas coming up soon." I looked at Jodie and wondered if this was one of those golden opportunities. I decided to risk it. "I'll give you a massage. I mean, it that's okay with you," I asked and was a little nervous that she would freak out and tell me to leave her home. Jodie looked at me, which caused me to get even more nervous. "Sure. I'll slip into my bikini," she said with a warm smile. I couldn't believe my ears while I just stared back at her. "You can massage me on the Futon in the den," she said then turned around and headed to the door that led back into the kitchen. Jodie walked me into her den where we placed the Futon in its flat position. "I'll be back," she said then walked out of the den. I sat down on the Futon and started to get a little nervous about what to expect after she returned. A few minutes later, Jodie returned in her black bikini and bare feet. She had a towel and a bottle of massage oil in hand while she walked over to the Futon. Blood started to arrive at my cock and caused it to stir a little at the sight of her. Jodie placed the towel down on the Futon. She handed me the bottle of massage oil while she lay down on her stomach. I squirted some oil on her back then started to massage the oil into the top of her shoulder. I massaged her shoulder area. She moaned. I massaged my way down past the string to her bikini top and massaged some oil into her back. "That feels good. Henry's too busy to give me a body massage," she said while she closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of my hands. I looked down at ass and that caused my cock to stir a little. "If you want, I'll give you a full body massage," I offered. Jodie looked back at me. "Would you? I would love that," she said then placed her head back down on the Futon and closed her eyes. I worked my hands down to the bikini briefs. I wanted so much to slip them under her bikini but refrained fearful of being slapped. I massaged her right thigh. I massaged her left thigh and kept an eye on her ass. I massaged her right calf. I massaged her left calf and kept an eye on her ass. I then worked my way down to her left foot. I massaged the bottom of her left foot. "Feels good," she moaned with her eyes closed. I massaged the bottom of her right foot. She moaned a little telling me she enjoyed her massage. "Turn over," I told her. Jodie turned over to her back. I massaged her right foot and made sure I massaged every toe. She moaned. I massaged her left foot and made sure I massaged every toe. "I love having all this attention on my feet," she said with a smile. I massaged my way down her right leg and stopped just at the bikini brief of her crotch. I massaged the inside of her right thigh while I stared at her crotch. I noticed Jodie looking at me and I got a little red-faced that he caught me staring at her crotch. She didn't care and closed her eyes. I then massaged my way from her left foot down her leg and stopped an inch from her crotch. Nasty thoughts of playfully biting her crotch ran through my head while I looked at the crotch of her bikini briefs. I massaged her stomach and found she was not ticklish. I then massaged around her bikini top while I stared at her small breasts, which were a turn on for me. I then massaged the area above her tits. I removed my hands from her body. She sat up. "That was nice," she said then got off the Futon and stood with her back to me. "Massage the top of my shoulders and neck," she said. "I hear and obey," I replied while I walked up behind her. Jodie flipped her hair off of her back and let it dangle down the front of her body. I started massaging the top of her shoulders. She moaned and inched backwards and brought her butt closer to my crotch. I looked at her neck and couldn't resist. I decided to take a chance on getting yelled out. I leaned in and gave her right neck a light kiss. She didn't resist. I kissed her right neck some more. She moaned a little and that gave me the sign that she was okay with my kissing. My heart raced and I started to get a little out of breath. I kissed my way from her neck and down the top of her shoulder. She moaned a little and moved her butt closer to my crotch. I moved my lips over and started kissing her left neck. She moaned. I moved my hands and placed them on her stomach. She didn't say anything. I moved my left hand up to her left bikini bra while I moved my right hand down to her crotch. I lightly ran my left fingers over the material of her left bikini bra. I could feel her nipple get hard. I lightly ran my right fingers over the material of her crotch. She moaned and moved her crotch closer to my fingers. I started to get really brave. "So, I'm curious, is your pussy shaved or hairy?" I asked then sucked on her left ear lobe. "You'll have to find out," she replied then pushed her butt into my crotch. I knew I had a chance with Jodie. I moved my right hand and ran my fingers over her crotch. Jodie moaned and pushed her crotch into my fingers. I ran my other fingers over her left breast and could feel that her nipple was rock hard. Jodie moaned a little harder and her crotched moved in rhythm to my fingers that rubbed her pussy through her bikini material. My cock started to get hard while she moved her butt into my crotch. "Feels like someone wants me," Jodie said while she moved her right hand and placed it on top of my hand. She assisted me while I rubbed her pussy through her bikini brief. "Someone wants to fuck you," I whispered into Jodie's right ear. "I love being fucked," she replied. Hearing her talk dirty was really turning me on. "Henry just wants his three minutes of pumping then he goes back to the TV," Jodie said and I could feel from her bikini brief that her pussy started to get wet. "Too bad, because I think you need to be caressed and then fucked," I said while I moved my hand to the top of her bikini brief. "I do love cock," she replied and moaned when my hand slipped into her bikini brief and my fingers headed to her pussy. "So you're trimmed. Good. I like a little pussy hair. I think it's sexy," I said while I ran my fingers through her trimmed bush. While my fingers found her pussy, Shelly reached around back and untied her bikini top. She let it drop to the floor. I moved by right hand over and cupped her left tit. "I love small tits. I think their so fucking sexy," I said while I fondled her tit. She moaned. I had my right fingers running up and down the slit of her pussy, while my left fingers were rubbing her left nipple. "You're so fucking sexy, Jodie. I've always wanted to fuck you," I confessed while I whispered into her right ear. "Good," she moaned while she enjoyed her pussy and tit being played with. I removed my right hand out from her bikini brief and my left hand off her left tit. I then grabbed her bikini briefs and slid them down to her feet. Jodie stepped out of her briefs then turned around. I thought I was in a dream when I saw Jodie standing in front of me bare ass naked. I looked at her A-cup tits with small erect nipples and small areola. They looked great. Then I scanned down to her pussy with that patch of trimmed pussy hair. It looked great. "It's your turn," she said then grabbed the bottom of my tee shirt. Jodie pulled my tee shirt up and over my head. She dropped it to the floor. I removed my sneakers and socks. Jodie unbuttoned my blue jeans and slid them down to my feet. I stepped out of my blue jeans then gave them a little kick out of the way. Jodie then slid my boxers down to my feet. I stepped out of them and gave them a little swift kick out of the way. And there I was. I was finally standing naked with my sexy neighbor Jodie. I moved Jodie back to the Futon and sat her down on the edge of the mattress. I moved her onto her back. I leaned down and held her left foot in my hand. I started sucking on her big toe. "Mmmm, that's a first," she said. "Ever had your toes sucked?" "This is my first," she replied with a little moan. I continued and sucked on all of her toes of her left foot. I set her left foot down and held her right foot in my hand. I started sucking on her big toe. "Suck on my toes. I love it!" I continued and sucked on all of her toes of her right foot. I set her right foot down and spread her legs opened. She knew what was next while I kissed my way down the inner thigh of her left leg. I paused for a few seconds while I took in the beauty of her pussy. Her sweet juicy pussy! I ran my tongue up and down the slit of her wet pussy. "Yeah, lick my pussy. I love having my pussy licked," Jodie moaned out then placed her legs over my shoulders with my head between them. I ran my tongue up to her clit. I found her clit and started sucking on them while I reached out and fondled her tits with my hands. Jodie moaned louder while I sucked on her clit. Then after a few seconds of sucking on her clit, Jodie arched her crotch upward. "I'm cumming," she cried out having an orgasm. Having Jodie's body twitch while I continued to suck on her clit was a beautiful feeling. Then after a few more minutes of me sucking on her clit and Jodie's pussy cumming and cumming, I moved my tongue down her pussy. I stuck my tongue into her pussy and tongue fucked her for a few minutes. Jodie moaned out louder. Then I decided to take a chance. I ran my tongue down to that little area between her pussy and asshole. I ran my tongue around that area for a few seconds. Jodie didn't mind and moaned that indicated she enjoyed it. I decided to take another chance. I slowly moved my down and held it about a quarter of an inch from her asshole. She didn't say move away. I slowly moved the tip of my tongue to her asshole. She didn't move away. My heart raced while I moved my tongue closer to her asshole. I could feel her asshole on the tip of my tongue. She didn't move away. I slowly moved my tongue allowing it to lightly touch her asshole. She didn't move away. I ran my tongue all around her asshole. She moaned. "Ah yes. Lick my asshole," Jodie called out and moved her crotch up a little so that I had easier access to that area. I ran my tongue all around her sweet asshole. "Yes! Feels fucking good," Jodie moaned while I licked her asshole. Then she moved my head away from her ass. "Stand up," she ordered. I stood up and she sat up. She looked at my cock that was hard. She smiled. "I like your cock with your strawberry blonde pubes, she said while she grabbed a hold of my dick. "Well then, suck it, Jodie," I ordered. "Yes sir," she said then immediately opened her mouth and placed the head of my cock into her mouth. "Feels good," I moaned out while she sucked my cock. I placed my hands on the side of her head and started fucking her mouth. "You're a good cocksucker," I moaned out while she sucked on my dick like it as a Popsicle. "I love a hard cock in my mouth," she said after taking my cock out of her mouth. "But I also love a cock in my pussy," she added when lay down on the mattress and opened up her legs. "Come fuck me," she said while she patted her pussy and I could hear her juices with the pat. I climbed on top of Jodie and she guided my cock into her pussy. "Ahhh, feels so fucking good," I moaned out while my six-inch cock went deeper into her pussy. "Fuck me," Jodie moaned out. I started pumping her pussy and it was a beautiful sound of my cock going in and out of her wet slit. I pumped a little faster. Jodie moaned a little louder. "Fuck me. I'm a slut!" she cried out then shot her legs up in the air. Then after a few more seconds of pumping her pussy she pointed her toes up at the ceiling. "Ahhhhhhh!" she cried out while she had an orgasm. I continued pumping her pussy with my balls slapping against her asshole. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Jodie called out while my ass went up and down on top of her pussy. Then I knew I could not last any longer. "I'm going to cum. Where do you want it?" I called out while I fought from shooting my load into her pussy. "Stand up," she said. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and stood up. Jodie sat up with her ass on the edge of the mattress. She started sucking on my cock. I knew where she wanted my load. She sucked on the head of my cock. I couldn't hold back any longer. "Ahh!" I cried out when the head of my cock swelled in her mouth. "I'm cumming!" I cried out again when I realized I could not hold back any longer. A load of cum spurted out of my cock into her mouth. I wished I could have seen that! Another load of cum spurted out of my cock into Jodie's warm mouth. Spurt after spurt shot out of my cock and I filled her mouth with my warm cum. Jodie kept her mouth closed and did not spill a drop. This was sometime I've always wanted to try, so I grabbed Jodie's left hand and I brought her up to her feet. I held her head in my hands and brought her face to mine. I kissed her lips then forced my tongue into her mouth. We French kissed while she had a mouth full of my cum. It actually tasted good. Our tongues tangled in her mouth with my cum. We stopped kissing and Jodie swallowed my load. We sat down on the Futon a little out of breath. "That was great. Henry would never do anything kinky like that," Jodie said while she rested her head on my shoulder. "Thanks. Fucking you is a dream come true," I said then placed my arm around her shoulder. "I was thinking. I'm home alone and you're home alone. Why don't you sleep here on the Futon with me?" she asked then looked at me. "Ah sure. Let me lock up my house first," I replied with a smile and loved the idea of sleeping with her in my arms. An hour later, I had my house locked up and Jodie and I were on the Futon with a blanket and pillows. She wore my tee shirt with noting else underneath and I only work my boxers. We cuddled and watched a few movies. I loved the feeling of having her in my arms while we cuddled. Fours hours later, we were both sound asleep. I had a dream of fucking a woman that resembled Jodie and even in my dream, I could feel I had a boner. I woke up and found Jodie sleeping on her stomach. I felt nasty. I lowered the blanket to her knees. I slowly lifted up my tee shirt to expose her bare ass cheeks. I looked down at the crack of her sweet ass. I leaned down and started to lightly run my tongue up and down the crack of her ass. Jodie moved her ass a little. I ran my tongue up and down the crack of her ass again. She moved her ass a little. I ran my tongue deeper into the crack of her ass and found her sweet asshole. She moaned in her sleep. I spread her ass cheeks apart and started licking her asshole. "Lick my asshole," Jodie moaned out the second she woke up. I ran my tongue all over her asshole with her moaning and moving her ass along with the rhythm of my tongue. "I want to fuck your ass," I told her. "I've never had my ass fucked before," she said while she turned over to her side. "Want to try it?" "Sure. I'm a slut," she said then got off the Futon. She removed my tee shirt then turned around and headed to the door. "Where you going?" "Some lube," she said then left the room. A few seconds passed and Jodie can back into the room with a tube if KY Gel in hand. "Sit on the edge of the Futon," she said when she got to the Futon and dropped the KY to the floor. I sat on the edge of the mattress. Jodie got down to her knees and spread my legs opened. She moved in toward balls. She started licking all over my balls. She moved her tongue to the base of my balls and concentrated that area. "Feels good," I moaned out while I placed my feet on the mattress. Jodie continued licking the base of my balls and the area between it and my asshole. Then Jodie stood up and got on the mattress. She grabbed her pillow and placed it under he tummy for a spread eagle position with her ass arched a little upward. "Fuck my ass," she said and wiggled her ass cheeks. I grabbed the KY Gel off the floor and opened it. I placed some lube in my cock then lubed her virgin asshole. I dropped the KY to the floor. I stared at her ass cheeks and could not believe that I am finally going to try anal sex. I move over to Jodie and positioned my cock just above the crack of her ass. Jodie wiggled her ass. I ran the tip of my cock up and down her asshole. I pressed the tip of my cock against her tight hole. My Fling With Jodie I slowly pushed it into her ass. She moaned. I pushed it until the head of my cock was inside her ass. I paused. "You okay?" "Fine. Deeper," she moaned and seemed to love the feeling of my cock in her pussy. I pushed a little more and my cock slowly went a little deeper into her asshole. Jodie moaned and bent her knees placing her feet up in the air. I grabbed her left foot and started sucking on a few toes. I lowered her foot and started to slowly pump her ass. "Ah, yes," Jodie moaned while I slowly fucked her ass. I pumped a little faster and my cock went a little deeper into her ass. Jodie moaned. I pumped a little faster. Jodie reached under her body with her right hand. She started to play with her pussy while I pumped her sweet ass. I pumped a little faster and my cock went deeper into her ass. "Fuck me ass. Fuck my ass. Fuck my ass," Jodie cried out. I pumped faster and faster. Jodie played with her pussy. I pumped faster and faster. Jodie had an orgasm while she played with her pussy and I could feel her asshole tighten around my cock. I stopped pumping. She calmed down from her orgasm so I started pumping again. Then I realized I could not hold back any longer. "I'm going to cum, I cried out. "Cum on my ass cheeks," she said. I pulled my cock out of her ass and started stroking it. "Ahhh," I moaned out and watched while my cock spurted out another load of warm cum onto Jodie's sweet ass cheeks. I collapsed on the Futon. Thirty minutes later, we were cleaned up and cuddled naked on the Futon. We were fast asleep in each other's arms. My Flirtatious Mother I hadn't been home for a while, maybe 6 months and I had been going to the gym at school in that time, so I guess I was in a bit better shape than I was the last time my mom saw me. I don't know if that has anything to do with it, or if it's more closely related to my father's illness, but I swear she was looking at me differently. It wasn't just how she was looking at me though. When she hugged me it was full body, lover type hug. her breasts were pressed against me, her hips against my hips, her hands on my back. At first I just thought she was happy to see me, but in retrospect it seems like more. Over dinner she asked me if I was seeing anybody. I told her I wasn't. She asked if I went out with very many girls and I said No, I was dating anybody. "...well not dating," she said, "what about hooking up? Casually?" It was a weird question coming from my mom, but I just attributed it to the wine she was drinking. I'd had a glass or two as well, so I didn't mind telling her that there was a girl I see once in a while. We're just friends but sometimes she sleeps over. Then she wanted to know her name. I was reluctant but she insisted and said she's let it drop, so I told her. After dinner, over more wine, she said she envied my friend. She said, "she gets to see more of you than I do now." "I'm here now aren't I?" I said. "Yes, and I love you for coming, but I used to be the only one who got to see you naked." This was when I started to think something was up. but it was starting to turn me on. "You've changed so much I don't even know what you look like anymore" she said. "You're so muscular and handsome." I didn't know what I was supposed to say, so I finished my wine and yawned and stretch. Said I was going to have a shower before going to bed. My cock was rock hard, but I was really confused. I didn't really know if I wanted to fuck my mom, and I still couldn't be totally sure if she wanted to fuck me. I guess she probably hadn't had sex in a long time since dad got sick, but it just seemed so out of character for her to lust after anybody, especially me. I was jerking off in the shower, and really getting into it when suddenly the bathroom door opened. I don't know if she knocked, I didn't hear it, but I was pretty into my horny little fantasy. "Honey, I've got some fresh towels for you." she said. I turned away but our shower curtain is totally clear. She had changed into her silk robe and it didn't look like she had tied it closed either. "Are you okay Hun, you've been in here a while." "I'm doing fine mom. thanks." "Is the water okay? The pressure's been funny lately." she said and pulled back the curtain a little to put her hand in the water, but she extended her hand pretty low and bumped into my raging hard on. I nearly came all over. She said, "oops, what was that?" I didn't say anything. "Was that your wrist? What was that?" "You know what it was." I said, getting a little irritated. "No, I don't know what it was. Tell me." "it was my penis mom." "it was?!" she acted incredulous. "But it was so hard!" "I'm trying to shower mom." "I'm sure you are dear. Okay, I'll leave my baby alone. have a nice shower all by yourself." and she left. Finally. When I got out of the shower I wrapped a towel around myself for the short walk to my old room, and forgot my clothes in the bathroom. As soon as I left the bathroom my mom came out of her bedroom wearing that silk robe, still barely clinging to her body. "Sorry for walking in on you like that honey." she said. "Those towels haven't been washed in ages and I thought you'd like a clean one." "It's okay. Thanks mom." I said. "Are you going to bed now?" "Yeah, kind of tired from the train ride." "Well good night then." she said and wrapped her arms around me. "mm hmm, you feel so good." she said and squished her breasts harder against my chest. She rocked me back and forth a little until I'm sure I felt her bare skin against my skin. She stepped back a little and readjusted her robe, but then she traced her hand over my chest. "my baby has become a man!" she said and dropped her hand down. She was a little drunk, but I'm sure she did this on purpose: As she dropped her hand, her finger hooked on my towel and off it came. That hug had given me a pretty good semi- and my cock hung there like a fire hose ready to gush. "oops!" she said, "Let me get that!" and she bent down to get my towel before I could do anything. Her hair brushed against my cock and I instantly became hard. I wonder what would have happened if I had cum on her right then? "Here you go" she said, and handed the towel to me, "I'm such a klutz. Must be the wine!" I held the towel in front of me, my hard cock tenting it. Then she came in for another hug. At first I was afraid of poking her, but then I thought, "what the fuck?" and leaned into it. Her legs were spread and I could feel her thighs on either side of my cock. I wanted to fuck her right there and then. The feeling of the silk robe against my chest, the smell of her hair, the supple flesh of her back in my hand, her pussy, the cunt I came out of just on the other side of a terry cloth towel, I wanted her so badly, but I couldn't. She leaned back a little and said, "give your mother a kiss". It was a longer kiss than we usually gave to each other for a good night and then I felt it, the tip of her tongue against my lip. I instinctively opened my lips a little and touched her tongue with my own. And then it happened: Cum shot out of my cock. I could feel the streams of semen pour out of it and land against the towel. I broke the kiss and looked down. A drop or two of my spunk had landed on my mother's bare foot. She acted like she didn't notice. She was out of breath though. Maybe she had cum too. I said goodnight and quickly turned and went into my room. the next day I was up early for a bike ride with some friends and tried to avoid her as much as possible. When she dropped me off at the train station she put her hand on my upper thigh when she kissed me goodbye. She was sober, and acting a little more restrained, but there was still a lust there. and I felt my cock straining against my pants again. My Flirty, Dirty Roommie Pt. 01 "Tonight I'm having a very special guest over, so I need you to be good," Marcela said, grinning at me. I looked up at her from my laptop begrudgingly. "Did you want me to leave?" "Not if you don't want too..." she answered, pouting. But her real message was clear. You could say a lot of bad things about Marcela, but one thing was for sure: She was hard to say 'no' too. All I wanted to do tonight was to work on my script. For once I had my agent actually interested, but only if I made some major revisions and by tonight. But when I looked up into those big blue eyes, I could already feel my resolve weakening. "You know I have work to do. This is important." "I said you don't have to leave," she snapped. "Just stay out of the way and don't tell anyone who is coming over." This piqued my interest. "Why? Who is it this time?" Marcela grinned from ear to ear. "Wouldn't you like to know." "You'd better tell me in case I accidentally say something incriminating..." I teased. "Oh stop," she giggled, giving me a light smack on the shoulder. "He's only a minor politician... you've probably never heard of him. Thing is he's... a 'family man', you know..." "Where in the world would you meet somebody like that?" "Oh... at a party," she yawned. "A fundraiser I was catering. Apparently he's some kind of rising star on the city council or assembly or something like that. All I knew was he was cute and I wanted him." With that last word she flounced off leaving me in a daze. Marcela and I had lived together now almost a year. Aside from her being an incredibly distracting presence, we were fairly compatible roommates. We were both hungry to get somewhere in the industry, and shared similar... let's say, liberal philosophies when it came to romance, which meant it was helpful that we were both good at keeping a secret. We both wanted as much sex as possible without the burden of getting tangled up in a relationship. You could say taking people home had become a sort of friendly competition between us. We had only hooked up once, early in our cohabitation, when we were both new to the city and didn't know anybody, when I was horny out of my mind and found her absolutely irresistible. She was gorgeous - soft skin, and those big blue eyes, wavy blonde hair, petite and a killer body. I knew before long what a naughty girl she was, but still there was something about her sweet face that seemed positively innocent. The night we shared together was one of the best fucks of my life which I won't soon forget. But after the fun was over, we both agreed to keep our distance since we were living together and wouldn't want to risk our relationship becoming any more... complicated. That didn't mean I wasn't in a nearly constant state of arousal having her around all time, and hearing her in the next room with the men she took home. It made it all the better whenever I had company. I loved fucking beautiful women knowing she was close by. She was the favorite subject of my fantasies. I tried to concentrate on my work as she got ready for her big date. Pink lipstick and shiny gloss, one skimpy dress after another which she delighted in putting on and taking off right within my sightline. The little tease. I often thought that if she put as much effort into her acting as she did in her flirting, she'd have an Oscar by now. I admit I was lost in a reverie when the doorbell rang and gave me a start. So, he had arrived. And this was my cue to be shooed to the next room. I gathered up my things, and with a sigh removed myself as she answered the door. I heard her purr with delight greeting the stranger, and for a moment I felt a pang of jealousy. Planting myself at my desk in my room I began to close the door, but then decided suddenly against it. When she saw I had left the door ajar and was watching her with her new man, she glared daggers at me and I grinned wickedly back at her. I loved to watch her work. "I'm glad you could make it, I hope it wasn't too far out of your way," she hummed, brushing his arms with her fingers as she removed his suit jacket. I could see why she was interested in him. Looked good in a suit, had one of those edgy haircuts where his brown hair was obnoxiously always in his eyes. I could definitely imagine dozens of young campaign interns fantasizing about their chance with the young up-and-comer who was finally going to change things for the better. Right. I could tell he seemed nervous, and suddenly, we made eye contact. "Who's...?" he began, but Marcy shushed him quickly. "Just my roommate, don't worry. He'd never tell on me..." "You said we would be alone," he insisted. "I promise. Nobody is going to find out. He's busy anyway." She made a rude gesture at me to shut the damn door, and I pretended to comply... shutting the door most of the way, but leaving it just a crack so I wouldn't miss out. And like that she was in full seductress mode. I knew I should be working on my script, but I couldn't help but watch as she whispered in his ear and loosened his tie. Within minutes he had forgotten his reservations, and was kissing her soft pink lips with enthusiasm, his arms wrapped around her perfect little body. His hands moved up and down, finally cupping that pert little ass, pulling her closer to him, and I heard her sigh with enjoyment. I suddenly became aware of how hard my cock was, and how uncomfortably it was straining against my pants. At that moment all I wanted to do was to shut the door and rub my cock to a satisfying climax. But that would mean shutting the door, and missing out on Marcela's little show... She was rubbing his dick through his pants now. He had his eyes closed in ecstasy, but too my astonishment he kept batting her little hands away. "We shouldn't," he moaned. "Why'd you come over here then?" she countered. He had no answer for that, but I could see the guilt on his face as she undid his belt." "Come on Wendell," she sighed. "Don't tell me you've never done this before..." His name was Wendell? Really? This poor guy probably had no idea what he was in for. "I have never done this before," he insisted. "I have always been true to my... my..." he stammered as he felt his pants get unzipped. "Your what?" Marcela teased, pulling his hard cock out of his boxer-briefs. "Come on baby, it's only a bit of fun..." And with that, her pink little tongue was all over his dick, licking and teasing him from the head to the base, leaving poor Wendell completely breathless and helpless. She was an expert little cocksucker and I knew from my own experience... When I came in her mouth, it was like nothing I had experienced before... Suddenly, just as her perfect lips were around his shaft, she locked eyes on me, and moaned with enthusiasm. So, she knew I was watching her little performance. I couldn't stand it any longer, and undid my pants. I began running my hand up and down my shaft in time with her as she gave this guy the blowjob of his life. Impulsively, I kicked the door slightly open. Wendell didn't notice me, but she got a good view of me and my hard cock. I watched her eyes narrow in ecstasy, and as she beat Wendell off with her right hand, she fumbled with her own panties with her left until they were around her knees and she was rubbing her own sopping wet clit. Suddenly Wendell was cumming in her mouth and on her face, groaning loudly. What a perfect sight she was as she licked her lips, and wiped her face with her palm. Wendell seemed like he could barely stand and stumbled to collapse heavily on the couch. She followed him hungrily, tugging at his pants and his shirt, and putting her mouth again around his limp dick. "Baby," he moaned. "I can't..." "Yes you can," she insisted. "I can't," he panted. "I'm spent. That was incredible." Marcela glared at him. "Good for you. But I'm not finished yet." Oh, how badly I wanted to march right into that room and finish what this guy wasn't man enough to. I'd have her writhing on the floor with her legs up in the air... I could see the frustration on her angelic face and how badly she needed to get off... But if I did that, I knew I would be violating her trust and the special promise that she and I had made to keep our distance. After all, it was for the better... But I could swear she kept stealing glances in my direction. My heart was pounding in my chest, as I slowed the rhythm of my fist on my cock. "I better go," Wendell sputtered. What an idiot! "No, not yet!" Marcella whined, holding on to him by his belt. "This isn't a good idea," he insisted, brushing her away and zipping up his fly. "I have to go." With that he grabbed his suit jacket, and was out the door in a hurry, Marcela cursing after him. Hardly aware of what I was doing I began to unbutton my shirt and tug my underwear off. An injustice had been committed to the girl that I... well, the point was somebody had to do something about it! I kicked the door all the way open and declared triumphantly, "That's what you get for fooling around with married men!" She whirled around, glaring at me. "Go fuck yourself!" she snapped, but I noticed she couldn't keep her big blue eyes off my hard cock. "Enjoy the show?" she said flippantly. "I don't think the show's over." "That's what you think," she scoffed. Marcela grabbed her abandoned panties off the floor, and tried to storm off into the other room, but I was after her. I put my arms around her from behind and greedily began kissing her neck. She moaned. "James, what are you doing you idiot..." "Shh," I said as I reached around and cupped her breasts. "That coward has no idea what he's missing... but I do." She hummed with satisfaction, and I felt her rub her round ass into my crotch. I must have been crazy not to do this sooner! How could I go almost a year with the girl of my dreams in the next room, and do nothing? I rubbed my hard cock into her behind, as I eagerly unzipped her dress. I ran my hands along her soft shoulders and arms, as I watched the pink garment fall into a puddle on the floor. "I want you. Bad," I whispered in her ear. "I noticed that," she sneered, her eyes closing in pleasure. "But I thought you and I had made an agreement..." "Fuck that agreement. We're just wasting our time," I breathed, as I hungrily kissed down her spine to the clasp of her bra. I gave her back a little nibble before quickly undoing the clasp and letting her bra fall and her breasts spring free. I turned her around to look into those big blue eyes, looking at me with hunger and some astonishment. Her creamy breasts were perfect round handfuls and I couldn't resist kissing each of them before sucking on her left hard pink nipple. She moaned in satisfaction, grabbing my hand and placing it on her hot wet pussy. Eagerly, I pushed my finger between her pussy lips and felt how enticingly slick she was. I began to rub her clit in tight circles, and she spread her legs further to accommodate me. "Yes, that's it," she moaned. "Make me cum, James, I need it bad." Hungrily I kissed down her torso, all the way down to her hot cunt. Grabbing her by the hips, I suddenly pushed her back into the couch and spread her legs. I wanted to lick her cunt like my life depended on it, but she had been such a naughty tease today, I thought it better she get some of her own medicine. One by one, I kissed each of her creamy thighs, until she was squirming underneath me. "Poor baby didn't get what she wanted today, did she..." I breathed. She grabbed me by the hair and tried to direct me to her pussy, but when I licked her, I did it long and slow... "Oh, James stop being such a jerk!!" she screamed. "I need to cum, please, I need to cum now!" "You didn't like that?" I asked innocently. "I thought you wanted me to lick your pussy." "Yeah but... don't stop!" I grinned at her. She was so aroused and so furious. I guess it was only right that I give her some relief... I licked her pussy again, and then again and again until she was moaning with pleasure. Gently I sucked on her little clit and felt her squirm as I took one finger and shoved it up her cunt. I began to finger fuck her as I licked her clit, until I could feel her orgasm was near... her body tensed and her toes curled... and I backed off. Marcela completely lost it. "What the fuck is your problem?" I began stroking my own cock as I looked at her, all flushed and out of breath on the couch. I don't think I had ever seen a woman look more horny. "What, you think this is all about you?" I teased. "I haven't cum either tonight..." Marcela looked up at me, biting her lip. "So?" "So. Stand up. Turn around." After a moment hesitation, she grinned, and showed me her shapely back. "Now hands on the couch." As she bent over and gave me the view of a lifetime I thought I would cum right there. But I took a deep breath, and kept myself calm. I dipped two of my fingers into her sopping cunt, grunting with pleasure at how wet she had become. I rubbed some of that wetness onto my cock, before slipping my cock between her legs and rubbing it back and forth against her clit. "That's it, that's it, that's it!" she moaned. And I knew I couldn't resist her any longer. I plunged my cock into her cunt up to the hilt. She moaned half in pleasure half in pain, but as I rested my hands on her hips and began to fuck her, I knew this was exactly what she needed. Her tight pussy was like heaven. Every time I thrust into her I could feel her squeeze my cock like the expert slut she was. Suddenly I could feel her suddenly reaching her release. She screamed out in pleasure as I continued to plow into her. She shivered all the way down to her toes as I mercilessly fucked her. "Oh, God, James, oh God, it's too much!" I reached around to pinch her nipples, picking up speed because now it was all about me. From this point on, she was my perfect fuck Goddess and I'd have her as much as I wanted. Whenever I wanted. With a grunt, I exploded, pulling out at the last minute and cumming all over her wonderful ass. She screamed out in pleasure, and I breathlessly collapsed into the couch. "Feel... better?" I gasped between breaths. "A little better," she teased, as she reached for a small towel to wipe off my cum. "Except I'm terribly concerned about all the work you have to do tonight!" I glared at her, but it was tough being angry at her, especially when she was naked. "James?" she purred collapsing next to me on the couch. "What?" I answered, kissing her on the forehead. "This doesn't mean that it's gotten complicated, does it?" "No," I said, my heart sinking. "Of course not." My Flirty, Dirty Roommie Pt. 02 It had been three, agonizing weeks since I fucked Marcela in our common room. Now, the bitch was pretending as if nothing had happened at all, and I was seething. I was so sure while I was pistoning in and out of that perfect pussy that she would be giving it up to me on the regular. I guess that had been naïve. The worst part is she kept seeing that jackass Wendell, and his nervous little visits to our apartment became longer and more frequent. I could hear her giggling and slurping away at his cock, or her bed banging against the wall, or her faking an amazing orgasm. And to rub salt in the wound, even when we were alone together, Marcela seemed to be having more fun than ever with our arrangement. She'd leave her panties out on the floor by "accident", she'd come home every other afternoon with an ice cream cone, or a bag of ice from the convenience store which she'd take out by the handful and rub all over her body. "It's so hot!" she'd say. How absurd! What a cliché! Even more embarrassing was that I would fall for it every time and retreat to my room to stroke myself off. The only way I could escape her incessant teasing was to spend as much time away from my apartment as possible. I had started to see another actress named Katelyn - which I knew would annoy Marcela because Katelyn had been in her class at conservatory. Katelyn was tall, had long, dark hair, a pierced nose and tattoos on her arms and lower back. She was fun, but I was starting to pick up disturbing signals from her that she wanted to take the relationship to the next level. Unfortunately for her, I don't do girlfriends. The other nice thing about Katelyn was that she was one of those LA trust fund kids with parents in the biz. Marcela and I had no outside support and were always juggling annoying day jobs just to get by month to month. It was a relief and a pleasure to spend time in Katelyn's obnoxiously nice, high rise apartment. This building had everything - a gym, a pool, and best of all, a rooftop hot tub which was left pretty much unoccupied in the summer months. Katelyn protested at first, but after a lot of smooth talking, I had finally convinced her to join me up there for a bit of rest and relaxation. Now here we were, making out in the hot tub, and I wanted to test my limits. My hand moved up and down her back and my fingers entangled themselves in her bikini top strings. With a bit of tugging, the top came loose, and fell into the bubbling water, floating to the top like a lily pad. "Don't," Katelyn whined, but it was a half hearted protest. "It'll be fine," I assured her. "No one's going to come up here." Katelyn's breasts were large and round. Bigger than Marcela's with darker nipples. I pinched one of her nipples between my fingers and rolled it gently, and she groaned. My cock was hard, and I took her slim hand and put it on it. Her hand just rested there for a moment and she looked with some nervousness into my eyes. "Rub my cock," I clarified. "James-" "Do you want to stop?" I asked, pinching her nipple. She shook her head, and obediently took my cock out of my trunks, rubbing it up and down in her fist. I put my head back and enjoyed, gently thrusting into her palm. "Is this good?" she asked, which annoyed me. She was easier than Marcela, but she certainly lacked her confidence. "Why don't you put your lips on it?" I suggested, pushing myself up to a sitting position on the ledge, my cock pointing up and out. She positioned herself between my legs and began bobbing her head up and down, pleasuring me with her wet lips and tongue. "Play with your tits for me while you do it," I added. And as she complied I started thrusting slowly in and out of her mouth. As I stared at her tits, I lost myself in a day dream of Marcela's pink tongue and her white hand around my shaft... I groaned, thrusting faster. "Do you want me to cum in your mouth?" I asked. She nodded and I took her dark hair in my hands, pumping away, closing my eyes... I could almost hear Marcela's obnoxious little fake laugh as I brought myself closer to orgasm. And the sound of the roof door squeaking open. My eyes fluttered open and my heart fell into my feet. "What the fuck?!" I shouted, startling Katelyn. There she was in all her glory, wearing a polka dot bikini and a big grin. "Sorry, I thought this was a communal area," she sneered. Her doofus lover Wendell was a few steps behind her. I hated that guy. Not only was he a dirt bag who cheated on his wife, but also some kind of politician with a Stanford degree, and... well, I hated to admit it, but a pretty good looking guy in a bathing suit with his stupid hair cut and hard abs. A good looking guy who was getting some from Marcela while she flouted my attention day after day. Katelyn was screaming and trying to cover herself. "What are you doing here?!" "Oh, I told the doorman we were friends. Didn't James tell you to be expecting us? He said something about a nice rooftop." "I did not..." I began but it was too late for reason. "What, were you trying to set me up?!" Katelyn said, whirling on me. "No way!" "This is so embarrassing," Katelyn cried, grabbing her towel, and running back inside. Casually Marcella fished out Katelyn's bikini top from the hot tub and held it up in front of her. "Boy she has big tits. Maybe you should call her back, I didn't even get a good look at them." I considered running after her, but what exactly was I supposed to do? My chances of getting off had pretty much plummeted to zero, and besides consoling her in a situation like this could easily escalate into some touchy-feely stuff that might give her the wrong idea about my intentions. "I hate you," I said. "Nice erection," she said, lowering herself into the tub. I didn't bother to hide it. If anything I hoped it made Wendell feel more uncomfortable. I looked up at him, and smiled. "What kind of named is Wendell anyway?" I asked. "A German once," he said, gazing at my cock. But I noticed he didn't exactly look uncomfortable. Well this was getting weird. "I'll just leave you too alone," I suggested, standing. "What, you gonna go down to the lobby with that thing sticking out like a flag?" Marcela teased. She had a good point. "Well maybe somebody should finish it off," I suggested, glancing at Wendell to see his reaction. He looked angry. Flustered. But maybe a little turned on as well. "Not interested," sighed Marcela, leaning back, closing her eyes, showing off her cleavage. "I'm too busy thinking about your girlfriend," she said, punching the word, knowing it was like a dagger to my heart. "I used to look at her a lot in acting class. What a rack. I'd love to lick one of those nipples. Did you get a taste, James?" "... Not today," I said, burning inside. "You're always in such a hurry," she smirked. "'Suck me off,' 'Let me fuck you'. You never take your time for the smaller pleasures." "I sucked your nipples," I said boldly, snapping Marcela out of it. "JAMES!" Wendell had his poker face on. If this was news to him, he wasn't going to show it. "In fact I'd like to suck them right now." Marcela's face burned with anger and passion. She glared at me, and then looked to Wendell who I noticed was sporting a flag of his own. A calm came over her face, and she smiled sweetly at him. "Wendell," she said in a sing-song voice. "Would you like to watch my idiot roommate suck my tits?" Wendell made a barely audible noise and nodded once. I couldn't believe my luck! Marcela reached behind her back and casually undid her top. "Alright," she said, relaxing in the tub. "Let's see what you can do." Well this was unexpected. I'd never had a woman like this right in front of another man. But I can't say it wasn't something I wasn't willing to try. I stepped back into the hot tub, and positioned myself in front of her. She raised herself slightly out of the water, so her perky tits were in full view. I stuck out my tongue, and began licking them one at a time gingerly. She giggled, glancing over my shoulder at Wendell. I put her right pink nipple between my teeth and then sucked on it gently before moving on to the left. In the hot water my cock was aching for release. Maybe Marcella thought I was impatient, but could you really blame me when she was always working me into a frenzy? I stood suddenly, my cock pointing right at her face. She looked up at me startled. "Do what she was doing," I commanded. "I think it's only fair." Marcela smiled. "I would never do what she was doing. She was amateur hour - when I suck cock, I'm a true artist." "Show me," I urged pushing my cock closer to her pink lips. She smiled, and I slowly parted her lips with the head of my cock. She responded by wrapping her lips around the tip of my cock and licking softly underneath. I moaned. She ran her lips up and down the tip a few times, before wrapping one of her hands around my shaft. "Nuh-uh-uh," I scolded. "If you'll remember. She was playing with those big tits." She complied with her blue eyes, and began squeezing and massaging her tits as she expertly sucked my dick hands free. "To tell you the truth, I wanted to fuck her tits," I said as my breath quickened. "Your tits aren't quite big enough so I guess you can't do everything she can..." The tip of my cock head popped out of her mouth. "You were not," she retorted. "When we walked up here, you looked like you were about to cum all over her face." I reddend. "How about I cum all over your face?" I filled her mouth with my cock and she groaned. I now began to fuck her face with enthusiasm, groaning as she squealed and slurped away in delight. I was close now, and knowing Wendell was watching made it all the sweeter. I put my hands in her blonde wavy hair, steadying her face as i fucked it. With a final grunt, I started to cum - the first shot right in her mouth, and then I pulled out quickly so that Wendell could see me cum all over his fuck buddy. "Very good," I cooed at her. "Now I bet you're very horny, aren't you?" She looked pleadingly up at Wendell, who looked at her icily. She propped herself up on the ledge of the tub, peeling her bikini bottom off so she was completely naked and spreading her legs. She grinned at him flirtatiously, daring him to fuck her. But to both of our surprise, he stepped forward, dropping his swim trunks, and shoved his cock into her mouth too. My cum was still all over her face as she quickly recovered from her surprise and started to suck him too. I could see her hands inching towards her pussy to give herself some relief but I quickly took hold of them, holding them behind her back as Wendell fucked her face, grunting away. "That's it, suck you little slut," he growled quietly. "Suck me off just like your friend." "I bet you're nice and wet right now," I added, making both of the others groan. "I hope Katelyn comes back and sees what you look like now all covered in our cum." With that Wendell was cumming big globs of spunk all over her face and tits. I was hard again, and as much as it delighted me to imagine taking turns fucking her face with Wendell all night, I wanted to see her cum and I wanted to be the first to make her. I quickly released her hands and reached around to her sopping wet pussy, glistening with heat. I rubbed her clit in circles and then dipped my middle finger up inside her which caused her to cry out. I quickly took it away. "On your knees," I commanded and she kneeled by the side of the pool, dripping wet. I positioned my cock between her cunt lips and forced the head in with a quick thrust. She was so wet I entered her wet channel with little resistance. I reached around to tease her clit as I fucked her, listening to her exquisite moans of pleasure. Suddenly I became aware that the roof door was a crack open. I hoped to God that was Katelyn watching her friend and rival get pummeled. The though excited me so I began to fuck faster as Wendell positioned his rapidly hardening cock again in front of her face. She began to lick his cock and balls hungrily until he was hard as he could be and then his cock began disappearing between her lips. She started cumming so hard I could feel her clenching my cock with her pussy. Wave after wave of orgasm left her visibly weakened and exhausted. Having both already spilled our seed all over her once, Wendell and I fucked her for quite a while after her orgasm, picking up speed as we used her cunt and mouth for our own pleasure. Finally Wendell came first, this time all in her mouth so she quickly had to swallow. Some of his cum dribbled out of the side of her lips, the sight of which sent me over the edge and I came and came all over her ass. I heard the roof door slam shut as Marcella collapsed into the hot tub in a heap. I grinned at Wendell as he was catching his breath. Perhaps I had the wrong idea of the guy after all.