1 comments/ 12599 views/ 0 favorites Sensual By: SweetWildMan We meet in the doorway, the moonlight through the windows casting a silver sheen on your raven tresses. The candles give a golden glow to the ivory negligee that parts just enough to allow me a glimpse of your silken breasts yet still hiding the treasures of your secret places. We speak no words, but enfold each other in a tender embrace. I gently turn your face up to kiss you, your cheeks, your neck, your eyes, and finally your sweet lips. As we kiss, you move your body so your thigh is pressing my awakening flesh and mine can feel the rising heat of you. The negligee slips from your shoulders and falls to the floor, as does my robe, so we may stand skin on skin as we caress each other. Back, shoulders, arm, hair, all come under our questing touch. As your lips part to receive that intimate kiss, my hands of their own accord reach down to cup the sensuous curves of your bottom and draw you nearer to me. You guide us to the bed and we lower to it still holding each other. I gently turn you on your back and begin to kiss down your body. Your neck, shoulders, until I come to your breasts. I take my delight in kissing and nuzzling them, sucking and gently nipping your rosebud nipples, listening to you sigh each time. I then can take no more, but must go on across your smooth rounded belly. Trailing kisses down your body, I tickle your thighs with gentle licks, ever approaching your flower and it's sweet warm elixir. All of my senses are being aroused now. The sound of your sighs and breathing, the feel of your skin and your heat, the essence of your body, the taste of your nectar, the signs of desire I can see in your body. I bend down to kiss the gates to your secret treasure and gently part them with my tongue, to taste and feel the inside of you. Then I move up to your sensitive bud of flesh. You gasp at the first touch of my tongue and curve up at me. Offering me the privilege of worshiping your beautiful flower in my favorite way. Without words, you show me where and how you want to be touched as your desire rises. Finally you reach down to hold my head in your hands as you peak, crying out with the pleasure you have allowed me to impart. I gently kiss your petals as you calm, then embrace you to allow myself to feel your glow. As we lie together, you reach down to grasp my turgid flesh. It pleasures me to see the smile on your face, as you move down my body, kissing and licking all of the sensitive spots. I moan as you tease me, gently blowing across the tip of my arousal, just putting the tip of your tongue on me. Such sweet torture! You engulf me, using your hands and mouth to bring me to ever-higher plateaus of excitement. Each time I think I can take no more, and each time you take me higher, until I can take no more and must join with you. You open to me and guide me into your moist heat. For a moment, we are still, simply reveling in the ecstasy of the moment. I can feel you enfolding me inside and out, until the urgency overcomes us. As we move together, skin sliding on skin, we kiss and feel our whole bodies trying to become as one. Up, up, up we rise, seemingly to reach and surpass heaven. Does your release trigger me or is it mine that causes yours? We neither know nor care as we both give voice to our pleasure. We lie in each other's arms, feeling the glow as our breathing calms, exchanging gentle kisses and caresses. For a time, we simply are together, speaking of the things that lovers and friends do. Delighting in each other's voice and presence and touch. But soon our desire catches us again, lifting us into that place that only lovers can visit. When we are ready, I pull you on top of me, the better to leave my hands free to roam over your body as we again join. I watch and feel you move on me, my hands touching you all over. I cup your breasts as they sway from your dance of love and feel the nipples swelling. I caress your back and feel the tightening and relaxing of the muscles as you move. As we near our peak, I move my hands down to hold the ripe curves of your bottom, feeling it moving in all ways at once it seems. You offer your breasts for me to take in my mouth as our desire flames. And at that moment, I spend inside you again, crying out in pure pleasure. You move on me still until you reach your peak, this time silently, but with a most exquisite look of joy on your face. I am lucky enough to receive a second dose of pleasure, watching and feeling your ecstasy both in my body and my soul. I pull you down on me, touching your hair and face and we fall asleep in each others arms, awaiting the joy of waking in the morning next to each other. Sensual I can't help but stare at your naked body. So tender, so soft, so warm-looking. You begin to wake from your nap as I lovingly run my fingers through your hair. You snuggle into me and squeeze your naked body against mine.. We kiss the softest, gentlest kiss. Our lips just seem to melt together. You roll onto your back and stretch and yawn. My hand follows you and gently caresses your breasts, softly playing with your nipple with my fingers then gently kneading your breast with my hand. I watch your nipples harden. I lean over you and tell you to just lay back and enjoy. We kiss again. Our kiss is still a loving one but with a hint of desire in it. As we kiss I continue to fondle your breasts, your hand moves lightly across my chest and shoulder and down my side, dropping away before reaching my hips. We break away from our kiss and I briefly move my body in tight against yours as I softly kiss your forehead, then the tip of your nose before moving back to kiss your mouth. My hand begins to lightly move over your body. So lightly that I barely make contact with your skin.. Over your shoulder, along your side, across your hip and down the top of your thigh and then slowly back up again. I continue to do this endlessly. Our tongue's gently dancing together. Our mouths softly, yet firmly pressed together. We continue like this, in silence, apart from an occasional whimper as my hand brushes briefly between your legs. Our breathing begins to become a little erratic as our kisses start to become more intense and your body starts to move under the touch of my hand.. I break away from our kiss and work my way down to your nipple. Kissing and running my tongue over and around your nipple. Sucking it into my mouth before doing the same to your other nipple. I alternate between the two, gliding my tongue across your skin as I move from one to the other. You let out a light whimper as I run my hand then my tongue down to your belly button. I circle it with my tongue before dipping my tongue into it again and again and then returning back to your breasts. I straddle your thigh as I continue to kiss and suck your nipples. I press my growing hardness against your upper leg.. I slide it down along your leg as I move my moistened tongue once more along your tummy, this time stopping just below your belly button and moving across to the top of your hip. You begin to slowly move under my touch. I can feel the heat from between your legs. The aroma of your womanly scent begins to fill the air and I begin to become more and more aroused. My kissing and tongue movement become more intentional. More focussed. I move my mouth to the top of your thigh and kiss my way across to your other thigh before moving back up along your body once more. Our lips meet in a more passionate kiss now and you pull me against you. I break away from you and move to the side of your body. Now concentrating on a very gentle touch on first one leg and then the other. As my hand nears the top of your inner thigh you move your legs apart. I catch a glimpse of your glistening pussy and I lean down and gently kiss it. I then return to placing my kisses on your legs and inner thighs. I feel your body squirm and I look up to see you now playing with your breasts. Slightly firmer than I was though. You are pinching your nipples. Stretching them and it excites me even more I watch you play with your nipples as I gently run my finger from your right ankle along your leg, briefly brushing across your pussy then all the way down to your left ankle You open your legs wide and I position myself between them. Crouching down I tenderly brush my fingers back and forth across your pussy lips and clit. Drinking in your womanly scent, just totally engrossed in the act of pleasuring you. I lean in and again kiss your pussy. Again. And again just soft gentle kisses. Pressing my lips against you.. I slowly run my finger back and forth along your pussy lips a few times, each time adding a little more pressure until it starts to push in between your lips. You let out a moan. I can see from the look in your eyes and moistness on my finger that you are really beginning to get aroused and knowing that, arouses me too and I feel a tightening in my loins as my cock grows harder. You slide your hand down between your legs and begin to rub your clit as my fingers move in and out. You tell me you want me inside you and I kneel between your legs then pull you toward me and you guide the tip of my now aching cock inside you. I plunge again and again, gaining in momentum with every thrust. You then sit up, so that now I am kneeling on my haunches and you have your legs wrapped around me, bouncing up and down with my cock inside you. Deeper, faster harder until neither of us can hold back anymore and we both release our passion together and continue to hold each other for what seems ages til our bodies relax and we both lay down and drift back off to sleep in each other's arms. Sensual Adventures of a Lover Ch1 A New Day, A New Discovery It was a warm spring morning and there was a light fog hovering over the lawn. It was nice to have sunlight since the rain that had come before this pristine day had been going on for about a week. I took the opportunity to go for a walk because I'd been cooped up in the house for so long. Oh my, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Peter Wilson. I'm 18 and I live in the subtle suburbs of beautiful Santa Barbara with my Mom, Bonnie, and Dad, Joseph. We're a pretty normal family who live a pretty normal life. My parents are pretty typical. They go out every so often, maybe dancing or just a nice dinner. And I'm a run of the mill guy who does sports, loves to hang out with people, gets good grades, and goes out with cute girls on occasion. Typical 18 year old lifestyle. Except for one minor detail, but I'll get to that later. Now back to this gorgeous day. While I was walking down the street towards the beach, I noticed everybody was out to enjoy this weather. As I got closer to my destination I heard a very familiar voice coming up on my left. "Peter!" it shouted. It was my neighbor, and long time friend, Anna Helmsly. She had moved here in 3rd grade only 3 houses down from me and the first time we met, we knew we'd be BFF's. She had come here from Rhode Island because her dad's business had moved out to the West Coast. She knew everything about me and I knew everything about her. Although she wasn't a real girly girl, she knew how to look good and loved to go shopping. And even though she tricked me into going with her sometimes, we always had fun. It was nice having a light feminine touch in your life. Plus, it helped knowing a bit about fashion when hooking up with chicks. "Peter! Wait up!" As I stopped and turned to look at her, I was immediately tackled onto the wet grass. Apparently she was closer than I thought. While I laid face down waiting for her perky attitude to get off my back, I could feel my jeans start to get soaked and strangely tighter. "Ha ha! Gotcha!" she said "Ha ha, funny," I said a bit annoyed, "Now get off me, my pants are getting soaked." "Oops, sorry. I forgot the grass was still wet." "Oh well, the sun'll dry em out." "So where are you off to?" "Well if you must know, I was heading towards the beach. Wanna come with me?" "Hell yaa! I'll go get my bikini. Be right back." And before I could open my mouth, she was already up her driveway and in her house. Well I guess I should go get my suit on, I thought. So I jogged back to my house, got on my bathing suit, and headed over to Anna's house. As I headed up her driveway, I noticed that the blinds to her room were completely open. When I looked a little closer, I began to see something moving. Out of my curiosity I made my way over to get a better look and saw something that caught my full attention. I could only guess that Anna didn't know that her blinds were completely open because she was completely nude, just bent over looking at God only knows. I felt my swim shorts get unbelievably tight and I quickly adjusted myself before darting into the house to get away from that wonderful sight and close her blinds so no one else would be getting such an unexpected view. I ran up to her room and, without thinking, ran straight through her bedroom door. I shot straight to the curtains and closed them. Whew, I thought, I just hope no one else saw her. As I turned around I noticed she wasn't in her room. Where'd she go? Oh well she'll be back soon, I said to myself. I began to look around a bit and headed towards the door but stumbled over a box. It wasn't very big but it was reasonably long. Hmmm, I thought, What could be in here? So I bent down, picked it up, and removed the lid. What I saw amazed and surprised me so much I dropped it and it rolled underneath her dresser. "Shit!" I immediately got on my stomach and reached under to grab it. When I finally got my hands on it, I quickly pulled it out but stopped in awe at the size of it. It was a 10" pure white vibrator with ripples and real skin feel. While I was holding it, I failed to notice Anna standing in the door. "Ahem" I turned, horrified and then suddenly aroused. Anna was standing in the door, stark naked, glistening with an after shower dew, and looking surprised but happy. She had a bad girl grin on her face which she only ever got when she was about to do something awfully naughty. "Well, well. What do we have here?" she said with that adorable grin. "Anna! It's not what it looks like, I swear! I...I just came up to close your blinds and..." I exclaimed. "Why would you need to close my blinds?" "Well umm...funny story," I said quickly, " I was just coming over to get you and I saw you in your window changing, so I rushed up to close your shades and then you weren't in here and I tripped over the box and...please don't be mad." "Pete I'm not mad, but how are we going to settle this?" "Settle? Settle what?" "Well, you've seen me naked and found my favorite toy." "Anna, I promise I'll never say anything!" "I know you won't, but I wanna make sure we're even," she said coolly, still with that grin on her face. "Umm... How do you plan on doing that?" I asked. "Hmmmm... Well first..." She started to walk towards me. "We'll need to get rid of that shirt." She began to walk around me. I couldn't move out of my fear, but I could feel her touching my stomach and chest. She had a very soft touch yet, there was an aggressive feel to it as well. "I said take off your shirt." On this command, I obeyed and slowly removed my shirt and dropped it by my side. "Mmmm. I always loved your body," she said smoothly, "but there was always something missing, something that wasn't there that should've been." Now she was looking me straight in the eyes and I was staring back into hers. I had never noticed how soft her brown eyes were until now. "Me," she said softly. And before I could even think to make a move, she put her hands on my face and pulled my lips right onto her. It was the most passionate, erotic, wonderful kiss I'd ever had. As she kissed me she pulled me close and squeezed me tight. I went to embrace her back and I could feel her breasts against my bare chest. She had high C's and they were so wonderfully soft and firm. It was the same with her skin and as my hands moved down her sleek back, I began to feel her ass. It was different from anything I'd ever felt, muscular but at the same time supple and silky. There was a definition to it that I just couldn't describe. Perfect is the only word that comes to mind but it's still an understatement. As we kissed I could feel her hands moving their way towards my cock and as I had become uncomfortably aroused Anna began to pull my swim shorts down and allow me to be free. Now I'm not the biggest guy in the world but I have a good 8 ½ inches and it was all up, gently rubbing against her soft pussy. As our hips began to move together, she let out a soft moan. "That feels wonderful," she whispered. "Where is this coming from?" I asked stupidly "Pete, I told you. We're getting even." All this time we'd been moving, I didn't know where but apparently she knew. We had made our way over to her bed. The back of her knees were up against the mattress of her bed and she fell backwards pulling me with her. She rolled over getting on top of me and started to grind her sex against my now stone hard cock. It was the most amazing feeling. I had never been so stimulated in my life. All of my head was so sensitive that I could feel the rush begin in my brain. But I couldn't go now, it was far too soon. And then I felt it pass. Whew, I thought. But I still had the question, why? Why now? And where did this sudden rush of passion come from? I wanted to ask but at this point it was a little too late. Now, while she'd been grinding against me with her perfectly smooth clit, I felt my head become enveloped into her sweet, wet, soft pussy. I could feel myself going deeper and deeper until our hips once again met. As I hit bottom, I heard Anna give an audible moan. She began to ride my sex, hard. Up and down. Harder and harder. "Ahhh! Oh my god!" she cried. I felt her orgasm begin. Waves upon waves of pure passion clasped against the entirety of my shaft and head. I felt the nectar of her bee hive cover my lap. As I looked at her I could tell that was more than she expected, so I rolled her over onto her back and began pumping into her. I grabbed her breasts and played with them a bit, tweaking and rubbing. I couldn't tell if she was enjoying it other than the occasional moan. I was fucking her pretty hard now and could feel another rush begin. This one I was ready for and I could tell she was about to cum again. Each push was harder and deeper than the last and I couldn't stop. Every push was full now and I was pushing her up towards the top of her bed. I could feel her orgasm starting again. I timed it perfectly. Just as her first wave took hold of my cock, my head engorged and started pumping my liquid love deep inside her. Her eyes shut and she squeezed me against her so tightly I could feel her heart beat. For a few moments we became one. It was the most beautiful, amazing sensation I've ever had. As the orgasms subsided, we both lay there on her bed, minds fluttering, breathing heavily. While I lay on top of her, I could feel her body begin to relax. When I went to move out of her and roll over she stopped me and whispered, "No, no. Not yet." I could tell she was still full of passion so I slowly pulled myself out of her and made my way to the joy between her legs. I laid my face into her lap and started in on pleasuring her with my mouth and tongue, which was one of my favorite things to do. I had always loved the taste of pussy after sex. I guess you could call it my signature move. The Last Cum. While I was down there, I could still hear her moaning and giggling a bit. "Oh, oh, ohhhhh!" This was it. I put my lips over her love organ and tickled her clit with my tongue while she shot her sweet, sweet cum all over my face and into my mouth. "Oh yaa" she moaned. I went back up to join her and saw a pleasant grin on her face. She was staring at the ceiling just lost in her own mind. I laid next to her for a while until she turned to me and said "Wow. Just wow." I looked at her and said, "You were fantastic." "Thanks, you weren't so bad yourself." "So umm...what'd ya wanna do now?" I asked. "How about the beach?" I laughed, but there was still a thought that lingered in my head, 'What now?' What's going to happen between Anna and me? And I still wanted to know where that sudden rush of passion came from. She'd never come at me with such an aggressive lust. I had to wonder what her feelings towards me were, but now was not the time to ask. Now it was time to clean up and head for the beach. I began to peruse the sea of clothes scattered around Anna's room to find my lost clothing. While I was looking, Anna was still laying on her bed watching me look for my stuff. "Hey can you find my shirt?" I asked. "Here ya go." She pulled my shirt out from underneath her sexy stomach just enough so that it was just peaking out from under her wonderfully perky breasts. 'I'll never look at those the same,' I chuckled to myself as I walked over towards her. As I reached to get in to get it, Anna grabbed my wrist and said smoothly, "We should clean up a bit first before we head out. How about a shower?" "Ok, you go first," I replied. "No. WE are going to take a shower." She had that grin again, but this time I wasn't reluctant to go with her. We made our way down the hall and headed into the bathroom. As we got into the shower I gently cupped her bottom and she giggled a bit. Once she had turned on the shower, she began to wash all of me paying special attention to my re-aroused love muscle. I washed her all over as well, gently pushing my finger into her pussy and rubbing another finger around her soft anus. I was surprised how hard I was getting while I was playing with her bum. She was surprisingly relaxed and I could feel my finger go in and out with minimal tension. As I did this she started to moan softly and was masturbating me quite aggressively. By now we were done washing the sex off each other and were kissing under the steady stream of water just above our heads. It was so nice and pleasant, the sound of running water, the feel of her lips against mine. "Will you do something for me?" she said suddenly "What is it?" I asked "Would you fuck my ass?" This caught me by surprise. "What?" "Well I've never tried it," she said, "and...well I trust you more than anyone in the world, but if you don't want to it's ok." "Anna," I stopped her, "Where is this coming from? Why me?" "Peter," she looked at me with those beautiful eyes, "I trust you with my life." Even though the water was running, I could see tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "Peter, you have no idea how much I trust you and how much you mean to me. I don't think I could do this with another man unless I truly loved him as much as I love you. You're my best friend in the world and I feel like I can do anything with you without any repercussions." At that, she turned around. I was still stunned from what she'd just said. I never knew I meant that much to her. She broke my train of thought when she grabbed my cock and guided my now pulsing member into her ass. She was still very soft in that region and I was able to go in with fairly easily. Once my head was in though, I felt her anus tighten up a bit and me dick began to hurt slightly. It was a good hurt though, I felt myself get even harder inside her. When I started to push gently the tension eased up. A loud moan told me that she liked it. Slowly, I began to go deeper with each stroke until the entirety of my cock was in her. It felt so amazing. "Oh yaa," she moaned. I was being gentle seeing as this was the first time for both of us and I really didn't know what to expect. As I kept going I could start to feel a pain in my cock, but what surprised me was that it was a good hurt and it really turned me on. I could start to feel my other head taking over and, before I knew it, I was really pounding into her. The odd thing was, as I looked at her, she was pressed against the shower and I could see her in the mirror with such a pleasured look on her face. Now I was so incredibly turned on that I didn't even notice that she'd been cumming over and over and that she was actually crying. The problem is that I couldn't stop hammering away at her ass. There was an endless rush flashing through my brain and I could feel the end nearing but I couldn't know exactly when it would hit. "Oh fuck!" I shouted. And finally out of no where it just hit. The most pleasure I'd ever felt hit my body at once. I could barely stand when I was cumming. As I staggered to keep my balance, I saw her grab the handle of the shower stall. Quickly I grabbed her limp body, although it wasn't hard since I was still connected with her. Slowly, I pulled myself out of her ass and shut the shower off, carrying her in my arms. I grabbed a towel and made my way back to her room to dry us both off. 'What the fuck just happened?!' I thought to myself as I laid her down on her bed. Her breathing was faint but I could tell she was alright, just very, very tired. I was too but I could at least walk. I knew I had to go, even though I kind of didn't want to. She looked so peaceful and yet so sexy lying there, pure pleasure running through her veins. She had a little grin across her face and I couldn't help but smile as well. I decided to leave her a little present for when she woke up, so I got dressed and went downstairs to make her, her favorite sandwich. Turkey, ham, provolone, lettuce, and tomato on wheat with a Vanilla Coke®. I left it on her nightstand and gave her a little kiss before I left. One final question crossed my mind, 'What to do now?' Sensual Adventures of a Lover Ch. 02 Ch.2 Fun in the Sun 'What a morning!' I thought to myself as I made my way towards the beach. 'Not even one thirty and my life has changed so much. I just had the best sex of my life and with my best friend.' The day was still young and I was starting to get hungry. Since I'd left my wallet in my jeans I figured I should go get it and change my clothes, which still had a hint of Anna's kiwi strawberry perfume. 'I smell pretty' I laughed to myself. After I changed I decided to head down to my favorite place to grab a bite to eat, America's Burger. I made my way down to the burger shop and took in this beautiful day. I took my time getting there, making sure to smell every flower, greet every person with a smile, and take a good look at anything I might've missed before. As I came upon America's I could smell the delicious burgers cooking in the back. My mouth started to water and I could hear my stomach groaning. I hadn't had any food and that sex really wore me out. As I entered the restaurant, I noticed that there were only a couple people there. 'Good,' I thought, 'the lunch is over.' I went up to the counter, dinged the bell, and waited for someone to come from out back. I began looking around the place for anyone I knew. All I saw was an older couple and a family spending the day together. I could tell they were enjoying the nice day because I could still see a part of the beach on their legs. "What can I get you?" a pleasant voice said from behind the counter. I knew that voice but I couldn't remember who it was. As I turned around it all came back to me, Jessica Garant. "Hey you," she said with a smile. Me and Jess had had a very, how do I put this, passionate relationship. Aggressively passionate. It was more fooling around than love and care. She was the second girl I'd ever slept with and she really opened me up to a lot of new stuff. And even though we only went out, and I use that term lightly, for about a month and a half, we took every opportunity to screw wherever we could. I still have very clear memories about doing it in at a movie. It wasn't crowded but we turned a few heads. I still laugh at that memory. The best moment of it was when she started cumming and the movie hit a silent point. She came quite loudly. Loud enough for people sitting up front to turn their heads. We got so lucky that it was a dark point in the movie as well. We also used my car for a lot. Mostly because it was an SUV but also I had a makeshift bed in the back. But all that was in the past. We moved on and stayed friends, but we could not hang out alone. We tried that once and realized it was a big mistake. It was also the first time I ever cheated. Luckily, we kept it quiet and it never happened again. "Hey, what's up," I said trying to keep my eyes off of her chest. Oh ya and she has amazing breasts. "Nothing much," she said, "So what can I getcha?" "I'll have..." and before I could finish, there was a loud crash from the back. "God dammit!" someone shouted. Jess hurried back to see what happened and gestured for me to follow her. When we went back to see what happened Jerome, the cook, was holding his hand in agony. "Ahhhh! Son of a bitch! Owwww!" Then I figured out what happened. He had put his hand right on the searing hot stove. "Get some ice," he shouted. I went over to the ice machine and filled a small bucket. Then I brought it over and he immediately shoved his hand in. "Ohh ya, thanks man. That's so much better." Craig the other cook had come in to see what happened. "Goddamn, what happened?" he asked. "I dropped my spatula on the floor and when I was coming up, I put my hand flat on the stove." said Jerome. "Hahaha," laughed Craig, "Dumbass!" "Fuck you," replied Jerome now looking angry at his coworker. "You should probably go to the hospital," I said. "Ya, he's right," said Jess. "And since mista funny man is laughing so hard, he can take me," said Jerome staring at Craig. "No way," replied Craig, "who'll tend the grills?" "There's no one here and I think Peter can cook his own food," said Jess. "I don't know..." said Craig scratching his beard, "Oh alright. We'll only be gone for a few minutes anyway. Just don't drop the spatula." After the three of us helped Jerome out to Craig's car, I got to work on my burger. "Mmmm, smells good," Jess said as I was putting the finishing touches on my sandwich, "So how have you been?" "Pretty good," I said. "I heard about what happened between you and Angela," she said quietly. "Oh ya," I said slowly. "I always thought she was a bit off." "She was more than a bit." "So what happened to end it?" "Well, it was time to move on and she couldn't deal with that." "What'd she do?" "She tried to drown me." "WHAT!" Jess had such shock on her face. "Ya. Lucky for me she sucks at tying knots." "Oh my god!" "She did it like the mafia. Knocked me out, tied blocks to my feet and tossed me in the river. The water shocked me awake and I untied the blocks." "What the FUCK is wrong with her." "Well I don't have to worry too much about her anymore. She's on the east coast." "She didn't go to prison for that?!" "No, she's in a detention center." "So you drove her crazy?" "I guess you could say that." She looked at me and smiled. "Well you do have a certain quality to you that drives girls crazy." She slid a little closer to me and I could feel her hand moving up and down my leg. I suddenly felt a slight tingling and tightness in my jeans. Apparently she felt that too because as soon as my hand moved to adjust myself I heard her whisper in my ear "I bet you would love to drive me crazy right now, wouldn't you?" Turning and looking straight into her eyes I said slyly, "I'll drive you over the edge so far you won't have a clear thought for weeks." "Is that a challenge," she said getting hotter by the second. "No," I said coolly, "It's a fact." "Oh, well I don't believe you. You'll have to show me sometime." "Hmmm, when could I pencil you in?" "How about...Now!" Jess shoved the table out and jumped from her chair straight onto my lap, locking her lips with my in such fiery passion that she ended up knocking the table over. She was grinding so perfectly against my hardened structure she was practically masturbating me through my jeans with her pussy. As she started taking off my shirt, she stopped quickly for a moment, got up, and before I could say a thing bolted out of the room. I heard something click in the other room. She came flying back into the room. "Almost forgot to lock the front door," she said slightly panting, "We don't want any interruptions now, do we." Getting back on top of me, she resumed undressing and I did the same with her. As my hands explored her body, I found them sticking mainly to her breasts, which I had just recently exposed. I was massaging and tweaking them as I went, and each tweak made her nibble on my bottom lip. They were such exquisite tits I decided to focus my mouth on them, introducing my tongue to her nipples. Every little thing I did to them made her moan louder and louder. I actually thought she was going to cum at one point. Suddenly she moved her entire body down to the floor. She quickly undid my fly and whipped out my pulsing love muscle, swiftly putting it in the back of her throat. This caused me to tighten my grip on the chair because the feeling was so intense I almost fell off the chair. After removing it from the depths of her esophagus, she began to nibble the tip. She knows that always drives me crazy. Laying my head back, enjoying myself, I began to moan softly as the pleasure increased. Knowing that I had to regain focus before ending a bit too soon, I reached my hand down and began stroking her hair back. Taking the hint, she started slowing down her sucking. "O fuck ya," I said slowly, "keep wrapping your little Spanish tongue around my cock." "I bet I know what you'd like more wrapped around that big, hard love muscle," she said getting up. She then proceeded to strip off the remainder of her clothes, making sure that her pink panties came off as seductively as possible. Walked over to me and sat on my lap rubbing her pussy up and down my manhood, almost like a kiss. Up, down, up, down, up and finally I pulled her just a touch forward and penetrated her. "Oh ya baby! Drive nice and deep into my sweet little pussy! Make me crazy!!!" she shouted. Now I was completely hard and there was nothing to do but screw. Bouncing up and down on my cock her wonderful breasts were rubbing perfectly against my chest and up to my face. I brought my hands around and started tweaking and licking and playing with her nipples gently. "Harder!" she yelled. Quickly, and without removing her, I got up, spun her around and bent her over the counter. I caught her by surprise and she came loudly. And while she was cumming, I decided to start really fucking her. Every push was deeper and faster and she couldn't take it. She began to cum again and this one was even louder. She looked back at me, her face flushed with color and a couple tears running down her face. I could tell I was doing a little more than what she'd expected so I eased up a little and rolled her back towards me. I pulled her tight against me. "Are you alright," I whispered in her ear. "Ya," she said, "I've just never had orgasms that close and I sort of blacked out cuz of the rushes." A smile returned to her face. "Now let's finish you," she said hotly. We resumed where we'd left off, only this time I laid down on the counter and she grinded up and down. This time I could really feel the rush starting to come on much more and I saw that she was the same. After a few minutes I finally reached my point of no return and she climaxed at the same time. Oh it felt fantastic. It was like her pussy was squeezing my out cum with contraction. After she got off of my falling friend she laid down on top of me and whispered, "You were right." "About?" I asked. "I'm not going to be able to think straight for at least a week," she said slowly. And at that I picked her up, turned her around and tasted what was left of the sweet juices all around her love nest and gently pushed two fingers into her throbbing pussy. I did a quick search and began massaging her G-spot and rubbing her clit with my thumb just waiting for her coozie to clamp down on my fingers. The last cum came quickly, as I expected, to which I slowly removed my fingers licking them clean. We heard a car door slam outside so we hurriedly gathered up our loose clothes and cleaned up. Just as I had put my shirt on, the kitchen door opened. "Well that was fun," Craig said angrily. "An hour and a half of waiting," said Jerome with his hand all bandaged up, "Next time just cut my hand off. That was the most painful wait of my life." "What happened?" I asked. "Some car crash, I guess," said Craig, "The ER was full for a good hour. Then there was all the paperwork, then all the questions, then the exam, then the bandages. How'd you to hold up." "Oh just fine," said Jess getting a quick squeeze on my ass, "Just fine." "Well I'd better get going," I said, giving Jess a final glance as I exited the front door, "I see you soon, I hope?" "Very soon," she replied I walked out into the beautiful day once again wondering 'How could this day get any better?' Sensual Affair We arrange to meet one another and we decide to meet in a restaurant. I'm dressed to the nines in a black dress with thigh highs and heels, matching jewelry, and a smile on my face. I'm met by a nicely dressed gentleman who pulls out my chair for me and asks what I would like to drink. As we wait for our drinks, he gazes into my eyes and whispers that I look beautiful tonight and he cannot wait to touch my lips (the ones on my mouth). He slips a hand under the table and sparks shoot up my body as he massages my leg lightly. As we receive our drinks, I take a sip of wine then lick my lips, looking at him with intense eyes, as he returns the gaze - both of us knowing what we would rather be doing. We decide not to succumb to our passion as we share a meal. We laugh, giggle, flirt, glare, and exchange glances that remind us of what is to come for the night. Once we have finished our meal, we excuse ourselves from the restaurant and drive to the hotel, wet and aching from anticipation. As we ride up the elevator, we hold hands (sweaty from excitement) and lean against one another. He then pushes me against the elevator wall, no longer able to contain his urge to touch my lips. Our tongues intertwine and our lips caress one another's. He slides his hands up and down my curves, inching his way down to the bottom of my dress, which he raises, and caresses my thighs. Just as we cannot handle the feelings anymore, the elevator door opens. We are met with giggling faces as a family is waiting to board the elevator. We walk down the hall, hand-in-hand, giggling. As we open the hotel door, we immediately lunge forward into an embrace - kissing and rubbing one another. He gently lies me down on the bed, continuing to kiss me. He strokes my body with his fingers from the top of my head to my toes, not missing any spot in between, sporadically placing light kisses along the way. As his fingers and lips stimulate every nerve in my body, I begin to move uncontrollably, knowing that the temperature and moisture level between my legs continues to grow. I gyrate uncontrollably as I squirm up and down and from side-to-side. I can no longer control myself and begin to run my fingers through his hair, pulling it as sensations continue to be aroused. I run my fingers down his forehead, ears, cheeks, and neck. I finally pull him up toward me and passionately insert my tongue into his mouth as our passion is unleashed with such a powerful muscle. I move his head to the side and begin to lick his ear, as I breathe in and out, evoking sensations that he didn't realize existed. I ever-so-slightly run my teeth down the outline of his ear. I can feel his arousal growing as he gyrates on top of me. I roll over, placing him beneath me, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. With each button release, I place a gentle kiss, then lick the exposed skin. This continues until every button is open. With a fully-exposed chest, I remove his shirt, licking and kissing every inch of his arms as I remove his sleeves. I then work back toward the midline of his chest, not missing a single spot. As my mouth makes its way to his nipples, I gently, but forcefully suck and lick on them, revealing a feeling that he has never experienced. He moans in pleasure as I look at him and grin menacingly (I love the feeling of a man getting aroused). After fully arousing both nipples, my mouth makes its way down his torso, savoring every inch of his abs. Finally, I reach the hip indentions that lead to the part of him that I know is aching more than his heart at the moment. I gently kiss and lick until finally nibbling slightly. His cock now becomes so aroused that it can no longer be confined by his pants. As I stare into his eyes, I slowly unbutton and unzip his pants to allow his hard, throbbing cock to escape from its confines. I softly run my fingertips down the head then trace the outline of the base of the head, watching his eyes close in pleasure as his mouth separates and opens with a gasp. As his excitement builds and the precum begins to drip down the tip of his penis, I continue to run my fingers down his shaft, moving up and down to excite every inch of his hard, throbbing member. Once his face indicates that he cannot handle anymore teasing, I go further to tease his tight, cum-filled balls with my finger whileIi begin to tease his shaft with my tongue. As precum flows out of his massive, warm head, I begin to massage his taint, as his eyes widen and his mouth drops, knowing the heaven for which I am setting a goal. I raise my face and finger, inserting it into my warm, wet mouth, licking it as he anticipates the coming sensation. Simultaneously, I insert my finger into his glory hole as I place his throbbing cock in my mouth. In unison, I move my curved finger in and out of his hole while my mouth moves up and down. His moans and cries become uncontainable and he screams in pleasure, begging for more. Trapped in absolute sensation and longing, he lightly places his hands on each side of my face, pulling me to him. He places a long, lingering kiss on my mouth as he inserts his tongue in my mouth, making love to every inch of it. His hands grasp me by my curves as he lifts me onto his lap. As he continues to fill my mouth with his sweet tongue, he eases his long, aching cock into my soaking wet pussy. We moan and gasp into one another's mouths as we melt into one another's warmness. As we get comfortable with one another, he places his hands on the indentions of my hips, softly moving me up and down. I can feel the head of his hard cock entering and exiting at the opening of my pussy, which is now dripping all over him. As he removes his hands and begins to massage my breasts, I wrap my arms around his shoulders and begin to move faster and faster, as I gyrate forward and backward, feeling the head of his cock flick my gspot. I gasp with each movement over my special spot, until I finally cannot hold it in any longer and I explode all over him. As his cock becomes drenched in my juices, he grabs my shoulders, pounding me into him until he joins and we moan and cry as we cum in unison, our bodies becoming one. As we massage our orgasms out on one another, he slowly raises me from him and lies me on the bed. We both lie there, panting and writhing in excitement. He turns onto his side and begins to run his finger up and down every inch of my body from my head to my toes, following with his tongue, taking special attention to devour all of the juices between my legs. Once he has sufficiently devoured my entire body, he lies beside me, cuddling into me like a puzzle piece. We lie there and fall asleep as he traces his fingers through my hair and down my face. Sensual Anal Eric turns off his iPad before excusing himself to the restroom. I take off my dress quickly before he returns. Before he can climb into bed, I hug him from behind and take off his boxers. After he lays down, I get on top of him, kiss him, nibble his ear while I play with his hair. Feeling bold, I whisper "I want you" into his ear. "Where is this coming from?" he asks. "Just my mood," "You say that right as I'm getting sleepy?" "Eriiic," I grumble as I lay on his chest in defeat. "What?" "Nothing," I reply as I accept defeat and roll off onto my side. "You can't just pop that on me out of nowhere," he says. "You have to work up to it." And with that, he presses his half hard erection against me. I can't help but whimper in excitement. As he slowly rubs against me, he works on removing my thong, which I end up helping him do. He then teases my entrance with his member as he removes my bra. Then, he reaches around me, opens my legs slightly, and begins to play with my clit. I can't help but moan his name from this welcome surprise. His breathing becomes slightly heavier as he slowly inserts a finger inside me as he continues to rub his now hard cock against me. I'm becoming very wet by the time he inserts a second finger. He plays with me in a very deliberate way, taking slow, long strokes, varying his depth and pressure. As I get to the edge of ecstasy, I remember a previous encounter where he asked me to taste myself on his fingers. So I reach for his hand and lick each of his fingers clean. I feel his cock twitch as I do this. His fingers are drenched; I'm much wetter than I've ever been. At that point, I feel him teasing my entrance again with his member. He slowly enters me, us still spooning on our sides. He's hugging me from behind, one hand on my breast and the other clutching my stomach. He slowly begins to fuck me. I can't help but whimper and moan as he does this. He's so warm and hard and deep inside me. I ask if he enjoys fucking me to which he gutturally replies, "Yes." His pace increases and the sounds of him entering me over and over become wetter. He reaches around and plays with my clit as he continues. As I approach the edge again, he pulls out and positions me on my stomach. He gently grabs my hair and my breast as he enters me again. His speed increases as our body temperatures rise. His breath becomes more raged with each thrust. Empowered by my extreme lust, I build up the courage to ask the question on my mind. "Hey Eric?" I ask, unintentionally louder than expected due to a particularly deep thrust. "Yes?" he whispers. "Do you want to try what you tried the other night, again?" He slows his pace significantly before asking, "Do you?" "Yes," I moan, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. With that, he pulls out and swiftly enters my backside halfway. I yelp in half surprise, half pain. He doesn't move and asks if I'm okay. I manage a "mmhmm," and a nod. "Just go slow, okay?" I ask as I slowly adjust to him. "Of course," he responds quietly. He stays perfectly still and kisses my sweaty neck. I try to relax those muscles. It's such an odd feeling, having him inside me there. It no longer hurts, but it still feels odd. I notice that I'm unconsciously moving my hips in small, slow circles. "Are you okay?" He asks again, still remaining perfectly still. "Yes," I reply this time. With near agonizing slowness, he presses the rest of himself inside me. I moan quite loud at the bizarre feeling of it. Feeling so full in a way that I've never experienced before. Bizarre, yet amazing. He slowly pulls himself out most of the way, and slowly back in again. I know I'm being too loud but I can't help it. I feel so close to him, so warm, and so connected. I feel myself contract around him as he continues his slow thrusting. His breath becomes heavier than ever. He picks up his pace as he grabs my hair and kisses me fiercely. It feels amazing, having sex like this. I touch myself as he continues his thrusting. I'm surprised by how wet I am, considering this quite new experience. Everything begins to blur into a euphoric mist of frantic movements, raged panting, and sweat. "Can I cum inside your ass?" he asks through strangled breaths. The best I can manage is a nod. His pace increases even more as I feel him tense inside me, followed by the feeling of his warm seed. It's too much, and I succumb to the pleasure. He collapses on top of me, sweaty, still panting, and still inside me. I'm in the same state. We stay like that for a long time, still connected and breathing in rhythm. I feel incredibly warm. At some point, he lifts himself just enough to pull out of me. I nearly orgasm again just from that. He reaches around and holds me as we resume our sideways position. He kisses me one last time on the cheek before I hear him fall asleep. I do the same shortly after. Sensual Anal Sex Let's get sensual and dirty. * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (15.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Sensual Awakening It had been a night that crept slowly, almost agonizingly slowly, by. It's always like that when the workload is light. Each minute felt like ten and the more often she looked at the clock, the slower the progress of the hands appeared to be. Finally, as the pale morning light at last filtered through the blinds, the end of her shift arrived and she was able to look forward to a hot shower and her welcoming, comfortable bed. There were relatively few cars on the road at that pre-rush hour and despite each set of traffic lights appearing to conspire to delay her journey she arrived home at last, weary and relieved. Once in her apartment, she headed straight for the bathroom, jerking out of her coat and kicking off her shoes along the way. In the bathroom she wriggled out of her jeans and pulled off her top, leaving both in a heap on the floor. Her creamy white bra and panties quickly followed, before she turned the shower faucets on and stepped under the steaming torrent of water. For a few minutes she simply stood motionless and allowed the water to pour over her...washing the weariness from her mind and the tired ache from her limbs. She often found that after her shower she would no longer need to sleep immediately and would instead have a bite to eat or watch some TV. Today though was the last day of her two week stint of night shifts and she felt ready to sleep for days! She poured some shower gel into the palm of her hand and began to slowly massage it into her body...gently caressing her aching shoulders, her arms and then her stomach and thighs. Next she cupped her full breasts, fondling softly as she spread the creamy suds over them. She closed her eyes and thought of the last time she had made love to her boyfriend. She recalled the way he had gently held her, how he had kissed her breasts, how he had so tenderly taken her nipples between his lips. Then, as she squeezed her hardening buds between her soapy fingers, she imagined he was with her again, flicking his tongue over each nipple, suckling them, teasingly grazing them between his teeth as she ran her fingers through his short hair. She felt a familiar tingling between her thighs. It was a sensation that he prompts and nurtures so well, tending it with his skilful and selfless attentiveness. She thought of his lips and tongue giving her pleasure. She recalled his teasing, tormenting play and how her body burnt with desire. She remembered the feeling of his fingers inside her, as hers inevitably were now, how they knew exactly how and where to touch her. The water cascaded over her aroused body as she recalled his soft kisses and erotic caress. Her fingertips drifted over her awakened clit and felt the creamy texture of her juicy labia. She wanted to feel him inside her again...needed to feel his desire for her. She let out a sigh, frustrated and a little saddened. She wanted the warmth of his body and the tenderness of his touch, just as much, if not more, than the sexual release of an orgasm. She turned off the shower and reached for a towel. Patting herself dry, she smiled inwardly. There was no need for her to get upset. Her relationship with him was going from strength to strength. After only a few short weeks it was clear they were serious about one another. They spent every weekend together and last week he shocked her by giving her the key to his apartment. She felt obliged to reciprocate, even though he said it wasn't necessary, and she was surprised at how good it felt. She padded naked from the bathroom to her bedroom. She never bothered with a bathrobe and would often walk around the apartment naked or in her underwear...her apartment wasn't overlooked and this gave her a sense of confidence and freedom. The morning was only just beginning to conquer the darkness of her bedroom. The weak light created a grey-blue hue that only dimly lit the minimal furniture. But there was enough light for her to notice immediately that her bed was occupied! Her shock was almost immediately replaced by delighted surprise with the realisation that her boyfriend was asleep in her bed. She had little idea what had possessed him to spend the night in her apartment when he knew she was working nights, but presumably he'd wanted to surprise her. He had certainly achieved that aim! A few weeks ago she could never have imagined being charmed by his uninvited appearance, but despite herself she found she was thrilled to see him lying there in her bed. Her heart was pounding as she quietly entered the room and approached the bed. She didn't want him to wake yet. She just wanted to look at him for a few minutes as he lay there. Despite the dim light, she could see him clearly enough laying on his front. His arms were both raised; the left to around shoulder height while the right was hooked higher above his head. The duvet had been pushed low, leaving his back exposed to the cool air and hinting at the swell of his buttocks. She knelt beside her bed and softly ran her fingertips over his shoulders and was surprised at how cold his skin was. He must have pushed the duvet away some time ago and, she mused, it was a wonder that he could sleep in such a chill. She allowed her fingers to follow the line of his spine...between his shoulder blades to the small of his back. She could feel the firmness of the muscles than protected his spine, though he was not a muscular guy. His back was slim, but not skinny. Indeed, as her fingers brushed across his hips to his waist, she could feel the gentle swell of his love handles. She smiled as she recalled him explaining this was reluctant evidence of his edging into middle-age. Her fingers continued their exploration, deftly slipping the duvet further off his buttocks. She liked his bum. It was quite small and rounded, but didn't have the hard tightness that comes from working out or frequent sports. She liked that...she liked a little softness on a man...smooth curves rather than hard lines. She folded back the duvet further and ran her hands over his thighs, feeling his fine hairs under her fingers. His legs were very hairy, the front of his thighs and his shins particularly...and he had thick wiry chest hair too, which she loved to run her fingers through. But oddly, his back was very smooth, though quite freckled...a few tufts of long stray hairs on his shoulders only. He stirred as she caressed the backs of his thighs, shifting his legs slightly when her straying hand slipped momentarily between them. She stayed motionless for a few seconds, until he settled, not wanting to waken him...not yet at least. She was enjoying the peacefulness of his relaxed steady breathing and this unusual intimacy. Normally he would respond to her caresses with his own gentle touch, which of course she adored, and inevitably take the lead in whatever direction their love-making would take. She enjoyed this too, he led but didn't dominate or control. She delicately ran her fingernails over his buttocks and thighs, immediately causing goosebumps to flourish over both. He stirred once more, but didn't wake. She was becoming more sure of her touch now. Confident of how firmly she could touch him without breaking his sleep. She began tracing a pattern with her fingernails over his back...enjoying the soft smoothness of his skin but thrilling also at a sense of ownership. Emboldened, she leant forward and kissed his cheek. First taking the precaution of holding back her long hair so that it wouldn't drape over his face, she touched her lips lightly to his prickly stubbled cheek. She could smell faint traces of a familiar scent. It wasn't the light fragrance of Issey Miyake that he occasionally wore, nor the muskiness that is common to many male shower gels. This was sweeter and more feminine and she quickly deduced that it was her own shower lotion. He must have used her shower before going to bed. She smiled to herself again at that notion and felt a warm glow envelope her. She kissed the back of his neck and his shoulders, now allowing her hair to trail down his back as her lips followed the path of his spine. Any weariness that she may have felt when first returning home had now entirely evaporated! She was now completely awake, not to mention aroused, as she delicately teased the dimples that formed a gateway to his buttocks. She rose to her feet and gingerly knelt on the bed, trying desperately not to wake him. Despite not being a tall or large guy, he was still rather bigger than her...certainly too wide for her relatively small frame to straddle without him noticing! His legs were still parted, with one bent at the knee, and this allowed her to slide one of her knees between his thighs, whilst her other straddled his straight leg. Leaning forward, she placed her hands on the bed either side of his torso, lowered her head, allowing her hair to fall unrestrained, and again kissed his neck and shoulders...though this time more firmly. She delicately licked his ear and nibbled his lobe, once again causing him to stir. His thigh brushed against hers and he turned his head to the other side, but still he didn't wake. She kissed his other lobe and breathed softly into his ear. She whispered "I love you" and immediately felt herself blush, despite knowing that he couldn't hear her. Her heart was racing as she kissed his neck and nuzzled his nape. Her desire for him was complete and overpowering. Her head felt suddenly leaden and her ears were deafened by the pounding of her heart. She felt a physical and emotional yearning for the touch of this man lying beneath her. She felt at once a throbbing ache in her chest and an exciting tingle spreading over her sensitized skin. She sat up on her knees and watched her boyfriend beneath her. She'd never before been conscious of that moment in a relationship when she knew she was in love. In the past it had been a gradual awareness, or a retrospective acceptance. She realised that she was smiling again and giggled self-consciously. As she watched him and listened to his deep and even breathing, she cupped her breasts. Her nipples were already extended, from the chill of the room as much as from her arousal. She passed her thumbs over each nipple and immediately felt a tingle of pleasure wash over her chest. She rolled each thickening bud more firmly and squeezed between fingers and thumbs, eager now for more of this addictive sensation. Her eyes closed involuntarily and her head tilted backwards. A soft sigh escaped from her lips. Whilst continuing to stimulate her nipples with one hand, with the other she slowly slid a path down over her stomach, past her navel, until her fingertips encountered her short prickly pubic hairs. She opened her eyes as her hand cupped her pubic mound, watching his peaceful breathing then taking in his naked torso and buttocks. She slid a finger between her soft lips and into her soft, wet, heat. A deeper sigh broke into the silence of the room and a second finger joined the first. Flexing and straightening, sparks of pleasure shooting through her abdomen. She retracted her hand slightly, slipping her moistened fingers back between those lips and over her hooded clit. Her head thrown back and her eyes closed once again, she pressed, and circled and gently squeezed. She felt him stir once more and realised that she had been rocking her hips in rhythm to the motion of her fingers. This time she knew he would wake, or rather, this time she wanted and needed him to wake. She leaned forward once more, sliding her body over his and kissed his cheek and nibbled his neck. He made a noise that seemed somewhere between a moan and a grunt...surprise mixed with pleasure. Sitting back once more, she caressed his back and shoulders with a heavier touch than before. She grazed his back with her fingernails again before bending forward and repeating her explorative kisses across his shoulder blades and down his spine, allowing her breasts to rub firmly against him as she moved. His eyes flickered open and closed and a half smile appeared on his lips. He mumbled a somewhat throaty morning greeting and allowed his eyes to close once more as her kisses continued tenderly over his sensitive waist and his buttocks. He moaned softly when she nibbled his cheeks. She felt his hips rise slightly off the bed to meet her kisses and bites and responded by slipping her hand between the bed and the underside of his hip and upper thigh and teasing with her fingertips. Her subtle kisses and licks flirted with the cleavage of his buttocks, eliciting more sighs and a further raising of his hips. She nipped his thighs in response, before teasing with kisses creeping between his legs, which reflexively parted and lifted further. This encouraged her hand to follow where her lips had led, feeling the tender smooth skin between his anus and scrotum before carefully cupping his warm, soft balls, all the while tormenting his buttock and crack with tiny kisses and nibbles. The tips of her fingers were able to extend just far enough to feel the stiff base of his shaft, the remainder being squashed between his stomach and the bed. She grazed her nails over his sac and inner thigh as she retreated. His arse rose higher again, but to no avail as her attention was now diverted to kissing the backs of his thighs. She had found out what she wanted to know, that he was already fully aroused. She was ready to cease the subtlety and take a more direct approach. With gentle, but assertive, pressure on the underside of his hip, she encouraged him to turn over on to his back. He complied without a word, his body far more awakened than his sleep-dulled mind. He lay back with his hands behind his head and his legs stretched out straight, while she again straddled one thigh. His cock was hard and erect. It twitched and bobbed slightly as it angled 30 degrees from his body. His sac lay heavily against his thighs, deep pink and void of all hairs. She noted he must have shaved recently, possibly last night, and she could see the shape of his balls clearly. She smiled at his motives knowing that it was a less than subtle invitation for her to lick and suck them. She allowed her eyes to travel up and down the length of him. His eyes were open and for a while they held one another's look, before first his gaze diverted to her breasts and further down to her pussy. Despite her instinctive shyness about her own body, she loved the way he looked at her. She could see the look of desire in his eyes and actually enjoyed his appreciation of her nakedness. She teased him by cupping her breasts again. Squeezing and gently pulling her nipples to his obvious pleasure. His chest was rising and falling rapidly as he watched her fondling her breasts, throwing back her head with her eyes closed. Eventually, she dropped her hands to her thighs and allowed him to look at the effects of her fondling...her large nipples protruding erect and stiff. She ran her hands up his thighs and tormented his sensitive areas near his groin and waist, watching his cock twitch excitedly when her hands neared contact. But she didn't touch; she bent further forward and stroked her hands over his stomach and the lower reaches of his ribcage. He was content to allow her to continue taking the initiative, remaining with his hands behind his head while she stroked his chest, running her fingers through his thick chest hair. She adored the abundance of hair across his chest and the thinning trail that extended from that forest down to his stomach and navel and then beyond to his trimmed pubic area. She lowered her head and flicked a tongue over his small nipples and watched as they hardened in response. She knew that he didn't have especially sensitive nipples, at least not initially, so nipped them playfully with her teeth. Her real purpose for this however was to cause her breasts to stroke across his stomach as she leant forward and for her own stiffened buds to graze delicately against the softness of his skin, which teased her as much as it did him. She kissed his chest and shoulders and, stretching forward further, his neck too. Her weight was heavily on her shoulders, a position she could not hold for long, so with a final stretch she kissed his lips, and then bit his bottom lip suggestively, before retreating back down his chest and stomach, her hair tickling him as she kissed and nuzzled him. When she reached his waist she could feel him squirm slightly as she kissed him. This was a sure sign of his increasing sensitivity as she knew that he gets ticklish there. She teased him for a while, darting her tongue over his waist and groin, until his hips were twisting and beginning to writhe with torment. Her lips were close to his excited erection now. As lightly as she could manage, she ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft, from the base all the way to the ridge of his covered crown. She felt his intake of breath as she flicked her tongue over his tip and felt her own excitement surge at the first taste of his leaking pre-cum. Unable to maintain her tormenting any longer, she slid her lips over his crown, feeling his foreskin slide back easily as her mouth took him inside her. He groaned loudly as he felt her tongue rolling over his sensitive wet tip. She took his shaft in her hand and sucked deeply feeling his smoothness and his heat, tasting the creamy saltiness of his juices which mingled with her saliva in her mouth. She loved his soft moans as she pleasured him. They increased her excitement too and without realising it, prompted her to increase her vigour; the firmness of her grip on his shaft and the pace of her stroking and licking. He likes it soft and gentle. She knew that and loved the tenderness of oral sex with him, but as his passion rose it was impossible for hers not to grow also. It was impossible not to suck on his swollen crown greedily or pump his rigid shaft. He moved his hands down to her head and ran his fingers through her long dark hair as her mouth slid up and down his shaft. He moaned each time her lips or tongue returned to his crown and lifted his hips slightly each time he was engulfed by her descending mouth. She cupped his balls, gently squeezing and grazing with her nails. Then she took one of his heavy testicles in her mouth, sucking and allowing her lips to slide over it and repeating with his other whilst stroking his cock firmly. His moans were increasing in frequency as was the urgency of his hip jerks. He was getting close to his orgasm, but she wasn't ready for that yet. She needed to feel him inside her. As though reading her mind, at that moment he held her arms and gently guided her away from his cock. She kissed his now highly sensitive stomach and resumed her journey up his body, kissing and nibbling his nipples which had now stiffened and caused him to gasp. She kissed his chest and shoulders and licked his nipples as she straddled over his waist. His cock nudged her inner thighs and slid over her anus and pussy as she wriggled herself into position. She enjoyed the sensation and for a couple of agonizing minutes, for him, she played with his crown, allowing it to probe her anus, though not enter, and forcing it to slip along the length of her labia. She could tell by the way he lifted his hips and pushed that he was desperate to be inside her, and she was desperate for that too, but she also loved the feel of his large head teasing her entrance and rubbing over her clit. Eventually, with his bum practically lifting fully off the bed and in danger of tipping her over, she snaked a hand between her thighs and held his cock in her palm. She rubbed it hard over her clit several times, sighing heavily as she did so, then positioned his head at her entrance and pushed firmly and smoothly down onto it, taking him inside her to the sound of their bilateral moans. She sat on him heavily, so he was as deep as possible, and rocked her hips so her pubis ground against his pelvis and allowed the base of his stiff shaft to rub against her clit. Sensual BDSM A sensual BDSM audio. * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (23 min/mp3) * * * * * Sensual BDSM 02: Sex Slave I love having my sexy little slave tied to my bed...love to tease and play with you. * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (20.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Sensual Business Trip My name is Kristine and I have been married almost 25 years to a wonderful loving husband. We have always gotten along great and have always had a good sex life. As with many long-term relationships I have to admit that the frequency of our sex has diminished but it is still great when it does happen. Like many married couples we have talked a lot about our fantasies with each other. To be perfectly honest I am not very imaginative when it comes to sexual fantasies but my husband is and I love and am turned on by many of the ones he comes up with. My husband and I are both very turned on by the thought of me having sex with another man. I am not sure why it is such a turn-on for him but it is and that turns me on. I guess the thought of having another man's hands all over me or having four hands and two cocks to play with does sound like a lot of fun and very satisfying. Although I love the thought of turning another man on and having him want me sexually, I just never thought of that as a real possibility. Not that I didn't turn head when I was young but those years have gone by the wayside. I have gotten out of shape and overweight and I just don't feel sexy anymore. That is why I couldn't believe what happened recently to me. I work for a company that requires frequent trips to other cities and states. I always stay in a hotel and on occasion I run into other employees of the same firm at the same hotel. Usually we will meet for dinner or go out and have a couple of drinks together. On my most recent trip there was a group of three women and two men from our company working in the same city and staying at the same hotel. As usual we all met for dinner one night and then had a few drinks at a local bar. After a few drinks one of the guys in the group suggested we all go to his room for a nightcap as he had a large room with a great view. Everyone agreed and we all headed back to the hotel. Gary had told the truth about his view as it overlooked the city and was very nice. Gary put on some music and fixed everyone a glass of wine. There were two beds in the room and I took off my shoes and climbed onto one of the beds and leaned my back up against a pillow at the head of the bed. Janice did the same right next to me and Sherri sat cross legged at the foot of the bed. Gary and Phil sat on the other bed. We laughed and talked about almost everything and had several glasses of wine. When we ran out of wine, Sherri said she would go and get some more at the liquor store across from the hotel. Phil said he would go with her and I said I would go to the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom Gary was the only one in the room. "Where did Janice go?" I asked him. He told me that Janice had called it a night and that Phil and Sherri went to get some more wine. I climbed back into my spot at the headboard and Gary got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back into the room he asked if I wanted a snack and I told him that would be good. He rummaged around in his small refrigerator and came out with some grapes and some crackers. "I picked these up at the grocery store just around the corner at the grocery store. I love grapes and crackers and decided to get some since I was going to be here for a couple of weeks. They make a great midnight snack." He told me as he brought the food over to the bed. Gary walked over and climbed up on the bed next to me and placed the grapes and crackers on a paper towel on the bed between us. He picked up one of the grapes and said "Open up". I was a little surprised at this but opened my mouth and he placed a grape in my mouth. I looked at him and he was smiling at me as I chewed up the grape. "Your turn." He said expectantly. I figured out he wanted me to feed him a grape which I did. I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable with the situation but I figured that Phil and Sherri would return soon. He fed me another grape only this time when he placed it in my mouth he gently touched my cheek with his hand. I felt a sudden flush of excitement because I knew where this might be heading. I was excited but nervous because I knew I didn't want to hurt Gary's feelings but there was no way anything was going to happen between us and there was no way he really wanted me because I knew those years were long gone. When I went to feed him another grape he grabbed my wrist just as I placed the grape in his mouth and he began to suck on my index finger. It sent another jolt of warmth through me. I pulled my finger from his mouth and said "You shouldn't do that Gary. I am happily married and I don't like that." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I just find you very attractive and sexy." He said. "You are so full of it." I said "I am 10 years older than you, I'm overweight and out-of-shape and I have no illusions of being attractive and sexy." I believed this to be the case and I knew he was just trying to get lucky with an older woman that he thought might be attention starved or something. I have to admit though that it did make me feel good to think that he might actually want me. "If you feel that way why are your nipples getting hard?" he asked me. In shock I looked down and saw that he was right, my nipples were hard and showing through my bra and blouse. "I guess I kind of found it nice that someone thought of me like that. It has been a very long time since anyone but my husband told me anything like that. It was nice to hear even if you were just giving me a line." I said honestly. I was wondering where Sherri and Phil was, thinking they could end this embarrassing situation for me if they would get back soon. "Look," Gary said, "I understand that you are married and that you may not be interested, but don't think for a minute that you are not attractive and sexy. You are very attractive and very sexy. I have been watching you all night and I have been hoping to get some time alone with you just so I could tell you how much I want you. You can't tell me you haven't noticed that I have had to adjust my pants all evening? I thought I saw you looking at me." He was right, I had noticed that he seemed to have a bulge in his pants but I assumed it was because of Sherri who always looked great and dressed to show off her ample breasts and cute ass. I had no idea it was because of me and no idea that I had gotten caught looking. "I am not sure what to say. I guess I am caught red handed." I said. We both started laughing and before I knew it Gary was leaning over and kissing me. I pulled back and said "Gary, you are so sweet and I do appreciate the compliment but I.." and he kissed me again. This time I didn't pull back so quickly because it really felt good to be kissed like that. As his tongue entered my mouth I opened up and began to kiss him back. I felt Gary shift on the bed and I felt him move closer to me. I felt his hand begin to caress my cheek as we kissed. It felt good and I began to feel myself get aroused. Gary's hand moved to my neck and his fingertips slowly traced my jaw line and then down my neck as our tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths. I felt his hand close around my breast and it felt like an electric shock went through my body. I gasped uncontrollably as the pleasure went straight from my breast to my pussy. I knew I had to stop this because it was already getting out of hand. I stopped kissing Gary and moved his hand from my breast "We can't do this. Phil and Sherri will be back any minute and as much as I would like to, I just can't risk getting caught and having my reputation damaged." I said. Gary leaned in and kissed me again and once again I started losing control as he moved his mouth to my neck. I felt him gently squeezing my breast again and felt him pinch my nipple. "Stop" I said. "I really don't want this and I don't think you really want this either." I said. Gary took my hand and moved it to his hard cock and said "Does this feel like I don't really want this?". I couldn't believe that another man was hard for me and I couldn't help but feel how big and hard his cock was. I pulled my hand away trying to think of something to say to cool things off. "Sherri and Phil will be here any minute. We just can't" I said. Like magic the phone rang just then and Gary picked it up. "Yeah, that's OK I understand. Everyone has left anyway." He said "See you in the morning" and then he hung up. He looked at me a long time and said "Evidently Sherri decided to call it a night and Phil did too. They are heading back to their rooms for the night." All of a sudden I knew there was no rescue coming. I had to make my move now to leave or things would get more complicated. "I know exactly what you are thinking. You better go now before things get out of hand, right?" Gary said. I nodded and stood up and started to slip my shoes back on when Gary stepped up behind me and put his arms around me and started kissing my neck. "Please don't go. I want you so badly. I want to see and touch those beautiful soft breasts. I want to touch and taste you. I want to feel you cum with my tongue inside you." He whispered as he kissed me. At first I tried to pull away but the more he kissed and talked the less my resolve was to leave. When his left hand moved to my breast and began to gently massage and squeeze it, a soft moan came out of my throat even though I didn't intend to groan. I felt his other hand slowly moving up my leg and under my skirt. I turned my head and he began to kiss me on the mouth as his hand reached my panties. I could feel his cock against me as he began to run his fingers up and down my panties setting my pussy on fire. As he kissed me he pulled my panties to the side and I felt his finger slide into my wet pussy. "You are so wet for me." He moaned and he was right. I forgot all about who I was or where I was as he began to slowly unbutton my blouse. The next thing I knew he had my blouse and bra off and was gently sucking my nipple as he was pulling my skirt down and then pulled my panties slowly down my legs. He gently pushed me down where I was sitting on the edge of the bed and continued to urge me to lay back on the bed. I felt him push my legs apart as he began to kiss and lick my knee. I was on fire and I hadn't had anyone do these things to me for many, many years except my husband. I felt Gary's fingers begin to go in and out of my pussy slowly as he kissed and licked his way up my leg. When his warm mouth closed over my pussy I had the most tremendous orgasm of my life. "You taste even better than I imagined. I love your pussy." Gary said as he began to lick my pussy from top to bottom. I don't know when he got undressed I just know that after my second orgasm with his tongue inside me I felt him moving on top of me and I felt his cock at my pussy. He began to move his cock up and down my pussy and it was driving me crazy. "Do you want my cock inside you?" Gary asked. "Oh yes, please fuck me with your cock." I said. All at once I felt him shove his cock all the way in me with one quick motion. I gasped because it felt so good. I began to cum and almost fainted the orgasm was so intense. Just then I heard Gary groan and I felt him push inside me and hold it there. I knew he was cuming inside of my pussy. He thrust in me a few more times as he continued to cum and then collapsed next to me. Before I knew it Gary was kissing me again. "You are absolutely fantastic." He said. "I can't believe that you actually did that with me. I have wanted you since the first time we met a couple of years ago. I have made myself cum a hundred times thinking about you." I was starting to feel guilty about what I had just done. I just cheated on my husband for the first time since we were married. It felt so good but I was starting to feel bad. That is when Gary started kissing me again and telling me how long he had wanted me and then he began to kiss me down my body again. "I want to lick your pussy and make you cum again." The lower he got, the less guilty I was feeling and when he began to eat my pussy again I forgot about feeling guilty. Gary licked and fingered my pussy until I had another orgasm that was almost as good as the last one. I decided that it was my turn and I got Gary to lay back on the bed and I began to stroke his cock. It was not quite as long as my husband's cock but had a larger head and was a little thicker. I began to lick around the head of his cock as I stroked his cock up and down slowly. Gary began to moan and move his hips. I slipped his cock into my mouth and began to move my head up and down. I could tell Gary was really enjoying what I was doing and that made me want to do it even better. After just a few minutes Gary grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth. I never let my husband cum in my mouth and I was thinking that Gary might be about to cum. I started to take his cock out of my mouth when I felt his cum shoot into my mouth. I didn't know what to do so I started swallowing as quickly as I could. I was surprised that I didn't find it as bad as I thought it was going to be and I was also turned on by how Gary obviously enjoyed it. As his cock began to get soft I licked him clean and then moved up beside him. "You are the most fantastic lover in the world." He said and then he kissed me, a long slow deep kiss. We both must have dozed off because the next thing I knew I woke up as the alarm was going off. I jumped up and put my clothes back on as Gary started sitting up. "Wow, my fantasy really did come true. You did spend the night with me for real." Gary said. "Yes and I would appreciate it if you didn't ever tell anyone. I had too much wine and you were very persuasive making me feel like a desirable woman. I haven't felt that sexy in a very long time." I said. Gary jumped up and took me into his arms again and said "You are so very desirable and you are so beautiful and so sexy. Your husband is a very, very lucky man." He kissed me again and I actually believed that he meant what he said. Arriving home from my trip I thought for days about whether I should tell my husband or not. Fantasy is one thing and the reality is something else. I felt guilty and decided that I had to tell him. As we lay in bed one night I started by asking my husband if what he had always said about him wanting me to fuck somebody else was really true. He told me it was very true and that he really would love to watch me with someone or have me tell him about it if I did it and he wasn't there. I said "Well, I have a confession to make." I told him the whole storey and the more I talked, the more excited he became. When I was telling him about how it felt when Gary's cock entered me for the first time he began to shoot his cum all over me. I guess that answered my question because we spent the entire night fucking like we hadn't in years. As we lay about to go to sleep my husband asked me if I would invite Gary to spend the week-end with us one day. I told him I would but only if he really wanted me too. He handed me the phone... Sensual Domination I love to dominate you in a sensual way. * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (23 min/mp3) * * * * * Sensual Dominatrix Trains a Novice I was seeing Lady Jasmine for the third time. Our first two meetings, each a month or so apart because I only visited San Francisco occasionally, had gone well. She was a professional dominatrix I had found online, and I had chosen her for her willingness to focus on sensual domination. I'm not very much into pain or abuse, and those seem to be the exclusive offerings of many dommes. Her photos showed her to be on the plump side, but to me a perfect body was less important than the right attitude and skill. And, I have to admit, I found her voluptuous figure to be a turn-on. When I called the number on her website, Lady Jasmine answered her phone on the second ring. After we chatted briefly to ensure I was a legitimate client, she agreed to see me at my hotel. I was a bit surprised when I opened the door to let her in. With her hair arranged in a bun and Harry Potter-style glasses, she looked like an accountant who had shown up to look over my taxes. After a brief trip to the bathroom, though, she emerged with her long hair down, glasses gone, and wearing a shiny black outfit that barely contained her large breasts and ample behind. We devoted a portion of our first meeting to a discussion of my likes, dislikes, and limits, and had a pleasant, if slightly tentative, session that was mostly tie & tease. She was skilled at sensing when I was getting close to losing control, and brought me close to the edge multiple times before stroking me to a satisfying finish. Although I had hoped for a chance to repay the favor, Lady Jasmine didn't offer the opportunity to do so. For our second session, I set out a bottle of wine and glasses. When she arrived, Lady Jasmine was dressed in jeans and a blouse that exposed a bit of cleavage but which would hardly attract much attention. She sat, accepted a glass of wine, and we talked about the first session and what I had liked and disliked. I had no complaints at all, but encouraged her to push me a little more than she had, and also allow me to pleasure her in return. She understood my desire to go farther, and explained that she never allowed clients more than very limited access to her body during the initial session, and sometimes never did. That session went well, too, with her incorporating some light CBT (a few strategic clothespins) into her routine while my arms were securely tied to the bed. The only aspect of our second session that was less than perfect was that once again she didn't allow me much access to her. She did let me lick and lightly suck each of her nipples while I was restrained, and briefly let me kiss the outside of her silky bikini bottom. I was encouraged by the small patch of moist fabric I found as I kissed between her thighs. I thought that might indicate she was willing to permit me even more, but she pulled away and things went no farther. After our session ended, I again expressed my desire to pleasure her, but she responded only with a noncommittal, "We'll see, you know I have my limits..." as she left my room. I paced the room a bit nervously as I waited for Lady Jasmine to arrive for our third session. I had showered and shaved, and put on a fresh shirt. Her fee was already enclosed in an envelope on the coffee table. On our last visit, she had mentioned that she enjoyed screwdrivers, joking they gave her Vitamin C along with the alcohol, so I had set out a pitcher of orange juice, a bottle of vodka, and a bucket of ice from the machine down the hall. I glanced around the room, where I had drawn the blinds and turned on a couple of small lamps to create an intimate mood. Finally, her long-awaited knock on the door came, and I let her in. She locked the door behind her, but not before hanging the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the outer knob and locking the door with the bolt. As always, Lady Jasmine arrived in conservative street clothes, although this time she wore a dress that hugged her full figure more snugly than her past outfits. She carried a black overnight bag that I knew contained costumes, restraints, toys, and who knew what else. She eyed the juice and vodka, and smiled, saying, "You remembered... how nice." Then she turned to me, and said, "I suppose you thought we'd sit and have a drink, and chat about last time, right?" Not sure what to say, I nodded in agreement. "Today, I have a different plan. You DO want to serve me?" she said, more sternly than usual, looking directly at me. "Of course," I replied. "Excellent. I know you do. After our first two sessions, I know enough about you that no more discussion is necessary. We can dispense with the preliminaries, and you can begin serving me immediately. Start by stripping, I want you naked in my presence. Slaves should be naked in the presence of their mistress." She remained clothed and watched me as I took off my clothes and tossed them on a chair. When all that remained were my briefs, I glanced at her. She grabbed my crotch rather firmly and said, "What are you waiting for, I want to see what's mine!" I slipped off the briefs, tossed them onto the chair, and stood before her a bit nervously. I'm not embarrassed about being naked, but stripping while standing in front of a staring, fully clothed woman was a bit unnerving. She lifted my rapidly stiffening cock and balls as if to inspect, and commented, "I see you missed me... Now, turn around and bend over." I turned and leaned forward, bracing myself on the hotel desk. Lady Jasmine made a show of spreading my ass cheeks and inspecting my rear view, running a finger lightly from the back of my balls to my anus before telling me to stand back up and face her. "You'll do, I suppose. Before we go any further, let's be clear. In life, sometimes you have to be careful what you wish for. The last two sessions, you told me to push your limits. More importantly, you have begged me to allow you to pleasure me. But, you never asked what I would want you to do. Did you assume you would know what I wanted?" While my first thought was that I did indeed have a few ideas that might please her, I sensed that was the wrong answer. Instead, I replied, "No, Lady Jasmine. I assumed that you would tell me." "Correct," she answered. "And, once we begin, you will follow my instructions without questions or reservation? You will obey me in every way? Think before you answer, slave." It really didn't take any thought. "Of course, Lady Jasmine." "Excellent. Tonight you will prove that you are willing to serve me in every way, regardless of your own pleasure or desires. In fact, I may tell you to do some things you don't particularly enjoy but which cause me pleasure. And, if you serve me well, you, too, will be rewarded before the end of the night." She continued, "Now, first, pour us drinks. Pour exactly how much I tell you into each glass. First, of course, is mine." She had me pour a small amount of vodka -- barely a shot -- into a glass, add a healthy amount of orange juice plus a few ice cubes, and hand it to her. She sat on the hotel room's small couch and leaned back with her drink. "Now yours," she said, and had me mix a far stronger drink for myself -- perhaps two or three shots of vodka and enough orange juice to nearly fill the small glass. "Drink up," she encouraged. "That won't get you drunk or too tipsy to perform, but I want you relaxed and receptive. I find a little alcohol has a way of loosening inhibitions. I don't know if you even have any, so consider this a little safety measure on my part. We don't want you getting cold feet just when I'm getting, ummm, close." I drank the stiff drink, and felt its warmth start to spread through my body. When I finished, Lady Jasmine reached into her bag and came up with a set of handcuffs. "Sit on the floor at the foot of the bed, near the corner, and hold your hands behind your back," she instructed. She cuffed one hand, looped the cuffs around the leg of the bed, and cuffed my other hand. "There, I don't think you'll be going anywhere now." She pushed my legs apart, leaving me exposed and immobile. Standing between my legs, she lightly poked my cock with the toe of her shoe, and seemed happy when it twitched slightly. She stood close to me, and raised the hem of her dress. I was surprised to see that she was wearing no panties, and her shaved pussy was now only a foot from my face. "Is this what you've been begging to see?" she asked. She leaned closer, as I strained to get my lips and tongue within reach of her. She stayed inches out of reach, though. Watching me struggle, she chuckled and said, "Don't worry, you'll get a chance to put that tongue to good use. More than once, I expect." "Stay there," she said, as if I had a choice. She carried her bag into the bathroom and closed the door. A few minutes later she emerged wearing only a leather corset. Her feet were bare, and her breasts and pussy were exposed. Once again, she stood between my legs, caressing my cock with the toes of one foot a couple of times. And again, she brought her pussy to within inches of my face, always staying just out of reach. "This is your last chance to back out. If we proceed, you are going have to obey my every command." With the pussy I had longed to see now mere inches in front of me, there was only one answer. I nodded and said, "I will, Lady Jasmine." She said nothing, but walked around to the side of the bed and released one cuff. "Stand," she ordered, and when I had she pulled my hands behind me and reattached the cuffs. She climbed on the bed, leaned her back against the headboard and extended her legs. "I'm going to begin by instructing you how to worship your Mistress." She fluffed the pillows on the bed and sat leaning against the headboard, legs in front of her. "You said you didn't have a foot fetish, right? No secret fantasies about women's feet?" I assured her I didn't. "That's perfect," she exclaimed. "Making you do something is more fun when I know you wouldn't otherwise do it. Now, start by kissing my feet." I leaned forward onto the bed awkwardly with my hands still cuffed behind me, and started kissing the tops of her feet with my lips. After a minute, she commented, "You really AREN'T into feet, are you? I find that mildly exciting. Let's get some tongue action going. Pretend my feet are dirty. Or, covered in chocolate sauce. Either way, you need to lick them thoroughly." With renewed vigor, I began licking her feet. She changed their position every now and then to give me access to the tops and bottoms. I noticed that Lady Jasmine seemed to be breathing slightly faster and was looking flushed. "Excellent," she commented, "Keep licking, but suck on my toes, one at a time." She was now visibly squirming. The sight of her obvious arousal, aided by the warmth of the vodka coursing through my system, was getting ME excited. Though feet were never my thing, I found myself sucking and licking feverishly. I glanced upward to find Lady Jasmine's hand between her legs, with her finger massaging her clit. "Keep sucking! I'm getting close!" I needed no more encouragement, and took first one big toe in my mouth, and then the other, moving my head up and down in my best imitation of blow jobs I had received. In seconds, Lady Jasmine whimpered and gasped, clearly reaching her climax. I kept my efforts going until she abruptly bent her knees and pulled her feet out of my reach. "I think you were starting to enjoy that," she commented. "Maybe you had a thing for feet after all." I replied, still leaning on the bed, "Maybe, but I don't really think so, Mistress. I think it was seeing you get excited that got me into it. I enjoy giving you pleasure, and I'm glad you let me." Lady Jasmine smiled. "Good answer, and I assure you that you aren't done serving me for my pleasure tonight." I was still leaning with my chest on the bed. Lady Jasmine had her knees up and legs parted, affording me a wonderful view of her shaved pussy. She saw me looking, and commented, "You'd like a taste of that, too, wouldn't you. We'll see about that. You aren't done proving your willingness to serve me yet." With that, she rolled onto her stomach, and scooted down so she was able to lay flat on the firm mattress. Once again, her feet were on either side of me, and I wondered if she would have me resume worshiping her feet from a different angle. "Now, slave, worship my legs. Start with my ankles, right where you left off before. Kiss and lick your way up to the top, and switch sides every foot or so. You may lick my inner thighs, but do NOT touch my pussy." Lady Jasmine spread her legs a little wider, and I began kissing and licking her left ankle and calf. I switched to her right side, and repeated the process. As I began on the back of her left knee, I heard a small murmur of satisfaction. As I leaned and licked her soft thighs, the murmurs became more frequent. She spread her legs wider as I moved toward the tops of her thighs. Finally, I found myself licking the crease where her butt cheek met the top of her leg, and trying to work my way in between her legs to lick to their very top while at the same time following her order to avoid her pussy. Lady Jasmine's fleshy thighs and ass made reaching the inside of her thighs at their very top nearly impossible, but I found that by pressing my face into the space between her legs and ass cheeks I was able to reach deeper with my tongue. This really seemed to excite her, which encouraged me to press even harder with my face and wiggle back and forth to separate her cheeks. With a groan, she reached both hands behind her and pulled her cheeks apart. "Lick me... everywhere but my pussy. I began to lick everywhere in the newly-exposed territory, and found when I approached her anus with my tongue she wiggled more and moaned louder. With this encouragement, I devoted my full attention to teasing her puckered hole with my tongue. I was rewarded with more squirming and pleasurable moaning, and I pressed harder with my tongue to penetrate her. "Right there... don't stop," she ordered. I felt or heard a low hum and realize that she was applying a small vibrator to her clit at the same time I was hard at work on her other hole. "Yes!" she exclaimed, "Harder!" She raised her hips slightly to push her ass harder into my face, and I began vigorously circling her rosebud and then penetrating as deeply as its tight closure would let me. At that point, my face was supporting the weight of much of my body, as my hands were of no use cuffed behind my back. Her excitement was clearly growing, and I kept licking, teasing, and probing. Suddenly, I heard her gasp, and her body went rigid for a few seconds as she came. Abruptly, she pulled herself toward the headboard, flipping over at the same time. My face fell to the bed with her sudden move, but I squirmed into a position where I could look up at her. She was propped against the headboard, smiling and showing a hint of perspiration on her face. "So far, you are doing an excellent job of worshiping your Mistress," she said. "For the next phase, I'll let you have use of your hands. See if you can back up close to me so I can release you." I squirmed farther onto the bed, managed to sit up, and using my legs pushed myself backwards toward her. When my butt reached her spread legs, I stopped. My cuffed hands must be inches from her pussy, but I didn't try to reach backwards lest I displease Lady Jasmine. I felt her fumbling with the cuffs, and first one, then the other, wrist was released. "Put your hands in front of you before you get any naughty ideas," she ordered. I moved my hands to my front and massaged my wrists where the cuffs had pressed against them. "Scoot a little farther back," Mistress Jasmine told me, and she spread her legs a bit wider and bent them at her knees. I pushed back until I could feel the heat of her pussy against my lower spine. "Rest your hands on my knees and lean back." I leaned until my back was pressed against her ample chest and her head was nearly next to mine. "Don't get any ideas, and don't move," she commanded. I relaxed against her warmth, and felt her hot breath on my ear. She lightly bit the lobe as her hands curved around me to my nipples. She began to pinch and knead them, making them turn into hard nubs. She continued to manipulate them, and rubbed them with short, very rapid strokes. This was irritating, bordering on painful. Oddly, it was also stimulating, and I could feel my cock hardening. Her hands moved lower, and she raked her nails against my balls. "You have served me well so far, slave, and now you will get one of your wishes. "Move down, lay on your stomach, and put your head about as far as my knees. Look at me so you can watch me." I lay on my stomach between her legs, looking up at her as she produced a large hot pink dildo. She drew up her knees and opened her legs wider, rubbing the dildo up and down her pussy lips. The dildo became shiny from her wetness, and she slowly inserted it into her pussy until most of it had disappeared. "I suppose you wish this was you," she said. "Dream on. I will let you sample this, though. Get closer to me." I crawled farther up until I was inches from her pussy. She continued to slowly slide the dildo in and out as I watched. Abruptly, on one out stroke she pulled it all the way out and said, "Lick this, see if you like the taste." I had never licked a real cock before, but this artificial plastic one now shiny with my Mistress's juices didn't repulse me. I licked its surface as she moved it around, tasting her on it. When she said nothing but pressed the tip against my open mouth, I opened wider and sucked. She moved it in and out, never pushing so far as to make me gag. "Do you like my taste," she asked? I bobbed my head up and down and managed to get a muffled, "Uh-huh!" out. "In that case, it's time you tasted the real thing." She tossed the dildo aside, grasped my head with both hands and pulled me close to her pussy. "Do what I say. Once you have the hang of it, I'll let you experiment." She began by ordering me to lick all around her outer pussy lips, but not to get my tongue inside. Then, she wanted me to suck on those same lips, but warned me to be careful not to use my teeth at all. Various instructions to lick deep inside here, to lightly stroke her clit with my tongue, to circle it, flick it, all very gently. Her instructions slowed, and I began repeating the moves she had given me, and improvising a bit on my own. Her occasional whimpers and hip thrusts told me what was working, and at time she used her hands on my head to wordlessly guide my tongue and lips. She was clearly enjoying my efforts. She was very wet, her hips squirmed at times, and little moans escaped her. At the same time, she didn't seem close to orgasm. When I slowed for a moment, she said simply, "Don't stop. Keep going. Feels great." So, I resumed licking with even more fervor. After what seemed like a half hour or more but was probably less, my tongue was getting physically tired and my neck was sore from keeping my head at the right angle. But, I kept on. Finally, she whispered, "My clit!" and pulled my head into position to lick her there. She pulled me against her, and I moved my tongue against her button with side to side and circular motion. She pulled me tighter, and I increased the pressure of my tongue and tried to move it even faster. She gasped, her hips bucked, she squeezed my head with her thighs, and she arched her back. I was immobilized in that position, trapped by her legs and hands, and continued to lick. Her whole body seemed to contract, and abruptly she pulled my head away and rolled on her side. "That was very nice. So far, you are pleasing indeed. Either that drink released your inhibitions, or you didn't have any to begin with," she commented, still breathing a bit hard. "Get us both some orange juice, but skip the vodka. I don't want to dull your senses or mine." Sensual Dominatrix Trains a Novice I poured a couple of glasses, and she drank hers sitting on the edge of the bed. "Sit," she ordered, pointing at the floor at her feet. I did so, wondering what she would have me do next. She lightly stroked my cock with her bare toes. "Some mistresses would have you suck their toes or lick their ass just to humiliate you. I usually give orders only for things that feel good to me, though sometimes I may accommodate a client's needs even if I'm not in the mood for something. You have shown yourself to be very willing to cause me pleasure in whatever way I demand, which makes you an excellent pet." She surprised me by standing, pointing at the bed, and saying, "Now it's my turn to play. Lay on your back, and point your hands and feet toward the corners of the bed." On our last two visits, Mistress Jasmine had restrained my hands using fur cuffs, rather loosely, I thought, and had left my legs untied. This time, she produced four nylon and Velcro cuffs attached to nylon straps. I thought I might have wriggled out of the fur cuffs, but when she attached the nylon bands to my wrists and pulled the Velcro tight, I realized there was no way I would get out of these. She attached the straps snugly to the top of the bed, and then repeated the same process with my ankles. When she was done, I was completely immobilized and exposed. There was just enough play in my bonds to let her move around on the bed without actually pulling the straps tight enough to cause pain or injury. I began to wonder what I had gotten myself into. Before, with my legs free and arms lightly secured, I had the feeling of being bound but never felt like I was entirely trapped. Now, I was truly at Lady Jasmine's mercy. "Feeling a bit exposed?" she asked, once again raking my cock and balls with her nails. She produced a long cord and proceeded to wrap loops around my sack, then my balls individually, and then around the base of my cock. My cock was now hard and more engorged-looking than I had ever seen it. Lady Jasmine stopped to admire her job of securing me, and then reached into her bag. She retrieved a handful of clothespins. She licked and lightly bit each of my nipples, and then attached a clothespin to each. It hurt a little as she applied it, but then all that remained was an odd sensation that bordered on pain but didn't quite reach the threshold of actually hurting. She attached a few more to my balls, pinching the skin and applying the pin each time. My cock and balls were now amazingly tight and sensitive. "I see you tied my legs this time, MIstress," I commented, hoping for an explanation of what she had planned. "How good of you to notice," she replied. "You told me you wanted me to push your limits, right?" I nodded, and she said, "Well, having you completely restrained will let me do that. I don't often use this position, but it's handy when I want to ensure complete control, and wish no interference from my slave, no matter what I do." She walked around the bed, and crawled up near the head. "When you are tied like this, I can do whatever I like." Lady Jasmine proceeded to put her feet on either side of my chest, almost up to my arms, and squat over me. "I could pee on you now, or worse. Some of my clients ask me for that," she said, bringing her pussy to within inches of my face. I tried to raise my head to lick her, but she was out of reach. "What I like about having you restrained is that I can choose what you can reach," she said, finally bringing her pussy within reach of my tongue. As I leaned up and began to lick her lips, she rocked her hips forward and I found myself licking her ass. She proceeded to lower herself heavily onto my face, cutting off my nose and mouth from air. "Lick hard and deep, if you want to breathe!" she commanded. I thrust my tongue past her tight ring and kept an in-and-out motion going as I found it increasingly hard to concentrate due to my need to breathe. Just before I became really concerned about my lack of oxygen, she raised herself off me. "Lucky for you, I'm not into smothering or breath play. It's too unpredictable, and I don't want to end up on the eleven o'clock news. That was just to show you that I really can do whatever I want with you." "You have to realize that what used to be your cock is now mine," she continued, stroking it a few times. "I am in charge of your orgasm. If I want to make you come, I will. If I don't want you to come, I won't let you. Understood?" I nodded again. "In fact," she said, "I think I won't waste much time on YOUR pleasure. I'll just make you come now. What do you think about that? I had hoped for a longer teasing session, but my swollen cock was definitely eager for attention. "As you wish, Mistress," I replied. That was all I got to say, as she reached into her bag and pulled out a small ball gag. She opened my mouth, inserted the ball, and secured it behind my head. She put a little lube on her hands and began to stroke my cock vigorously. I managed to hold back my orgasm as she did this, and, after another dozen strokes, she switched her attention to the highly sensitive head of my cock. She formed a circle with her thumb and forefinger of one hand, moving it rapidly up and down so that my head kept popping through the ring, while rubbing it with her other hand. I wasn't going to be able to hold back for long, and apparently she knew it. She smiled wickedly and increased the pressure and speed. Just as I was approaching the point of no return, she took both hands away, leaving me twitching helplessly. "You didn't think I was going to let you off THAT quickly, did you?" she questioned. "When I have you restrained so securely, I think I should get to torture you a bit more, don't you agree?" She didn't wait for an answer, probably since I was incapable of saying anything with the gag in my mouth. She then climbed onto the bed straddled my hips with her bare feet. "I have to admit," she said, "having you in this position turns ME on, too. You find yielding power exciting, and I find being in complete control really stimulating. Why, I can do anything I want with you. I could even have sex with you, whether or not you wanted it." With that, she began to slide her pussy very gently across the top of my cock. Grabbing my cock with one hand, she stroked its head against her pussy lips. I could feel their wetness, and wanted more. I tried to raise my hips, but had no leverage in my spread-eagled position. "That's the problem with you. And with all men. You have no fear of being taken against your will. Actually, you probably fantasize about it. Look at you trying to get inside me!" She raised herself an inch or two so that my cock was touching nothing. My feeble attempts to raise my hips made her chuckle. "Trying to reach me, pet?" she asked. She lowered herself a bit and resumed stroking her wet pussy lips with the tip of my cock. "You want more?" I nodded vigorously. "I bet you do," she said, and continued to tease me with her light back-and-forth motion against her pussy lips. As I squirmed under her, still trying to push upward, she held me against her pussy and dropped just enough to let the head of my cock pop inside her. The sensation of being surrounded by her hot, wet pussy was amazing, even if I was barely an inch inside her. Again, I tried to rock my hips upward with almost no effect. Then, as abruptly as she had taken me inside, Lady Jasmine raised herself and I popped out. "It's a good thing ONE of us has some control," she commented. "Something tells me non-consensual sex would have been very consensual for you. Sorry, sex with your Mistress isn't on the menu for today. Or any day, most likely. That was just my little way of teasing you and letting you feel what you can't have." She looked at my cock, which was still pointed skyward. "Did you find that frustrating?" she asked? I nodded my head. "Good, that means I'm doing my job," she commented with a smile. I managed a groan through the gag, which made her smile even more. "That's what I like about having your legs restrained... I can control your cock better, and you can't thrust even if you really want to." She thought for a moment, sucking on the tip of her middle finger. "The only downside is that access to that virgin ass of yours is more limited than if I had your knees up in the air. But don't worry, I can still find it if I need to." With that, she took the finger she had been sucking and, sliding her hand between my spread legs, expertly found my anus and began teasing. "Maybe this is one more boundary we push tonight." She pushed her finger inside me to her first knuckle. She leaned forward at the same time and began to lick the still-glistening head of my cock. "Mmmm, you taste like me!" she said. "I don't mind the taste of my pussy. I actually kind of like it, particularly on a helpless slave's cock." She made an "O" with her mouth and began moving up and down over the head of my cock. At the same time, she wiggled the tip of her finger in and out of my ass. Once again, I felt the urge to come rising inside me. My hips strained again to get more than my head inside her, but she easily held me down by pressing on my lower stomach with her free hand. She seemed to know I was getting close, as once again she stopped suddenly, pulling her hand from underneath me and sitting up. "Not yet, I'm not done with you." I watched her walk around the bed. She crawled up beside me. "You are a fun plaything," she commented, "and oh sooo cooperative." Once again, she reached into her bag, this time pulling out a blindfold. She slid it over my eyes, and my world went dark. I heard Lady Jasmine rustling around, but had no idea what she was doing. One of the clips on my ball sack was pulled off, causing a sharp twinge of pain that left only a heightened sense of awareness there. She popped them off each nipple, and then removed the remaining ones from my groin. Each time, the pain was gone instantly, but the area stayed exquisitely sensitive. I felt her warm mouth on my nipple, kissing it, sucking it, and then nibbling lightly. She repeated with the other side. I was surprised when she jerked on the lace that still restrained my cock, and slapped it lightly with something. It wasn't hard, and it didn't hurt, but there was a slight sting. I felt her mouth on my cock, at least it felt like her mouth. "Got to keep you hard," she said after a minute, and then contact stopped again. I thought I smelled a lit match, which seemed odd, but the odor was only there for a moment and I could have been wrong. I heard Lady Jasmine drawing close, and I hoped she would resume her attention to my hard cock, which was aching for release. Nothing happened for a few seconds though, and I lay there wondering what she was up to. I jumped, at least as much as anyone could tied up as I was, when something hot fell on my right nipple with a little plop. It cooled off fairly quickly, an then it happened again. Wax! Lady Jasmine was dripping hot wax on my chest. After a few more drops on that side, hot drops started falling on my left side. I squirmed again. "Too hot for you? Poor baby..." she said. "Don't worry, I made sure that this wax isn't hot enough to do any damage. Permanent damage, anyway," she intoned with a snicker. I felt her hand peeling off the congealed wax from my right nipple. A stray chest hair was trapped, and caused a little jolt when it was plucked by the wax. "Maybe I should give you a Brazilian sometime," Lady Jasmine said. "Guys never realize what women go through to look good." She peeled the wax off my left nipple, and strummed one nipple with each hand to the point of extreme sensitivity. I was wiggling and writhing as she kept the torment going. "Getting a little sensitive, are we?" she asked? "I have something that will help..." Suddenly, each nipple was touched by something wet and extremely cold. They could only have been ice cubes. My nipples went from hot and over-stimulated to numb and frigid in a matter of seconds. She paused briefly, perhaps to get more ice. Then, the ice was back, and I was barely able to feel my nipples though I could tell she was still working on them. Lady Jasmine stopped, apparently satisfied with the level of hardness she had achieved with my nipples. "Chilly?" she asked. "I can help with that, too." I expected more wax, but I felt her mouth and teeth on my right nipple, which was rapidly regaining feeling. She repeated the process with my left nipple, and, when they were both warm, pinched them rapidly and lightly with her thumbs and forefingers. My nipples were getting very sensitive from the unusual attention they were getting. I wanted to tell her to stop, but couldn't say anything due to the gag. I writhed in my bonds as she continued to play. As I wiggled harder, she chuckled, and said, "I like helping my clients find new erogenous zones. When we first met, you said your nipples weren't particularly sensitive. What do you think now?" Of course, I couldn't answer. After a few seconds more, she stopped, and lightly kissed and softly licked each nipple. "From the stiffness of your cock, I'd say we found the connection between it and your nipples," she said. Once again, Lady Jasmine had indeed found that strange border where a sensation that might be annoying or even painful was converted into erotic energy. I wondered what was next. She tugged roughly on my cock with the still-attached lace. As if reading my mind, she asked out loud, "And what should I do with you next, my pet?" I felt her reach behind my head and remove the ball gag. My jaw was a bit stiff from being held in that position and it felt good to be free of the gag. Her mouth descended on mine for a lingering kiss with plenty of tongue. "Mmmm..." was her only comment, as she prolonged the kiss and moved her mouth against mine more roughly. Her tongue thrust deep into my mouth, withdrew, and thrust again. I pursed my lips into a little "o" and her tongue began to thrust in and out in a pantomime of having sex. She pulled her head away. "I'm going to release your legs," she said, "but you must continue to do exactly as I say. Start freelancing, and I'll leave before you get your release. Maybe, I'll even leave you like this for the hotel maid to find." "I'll do whatever you say, Mistress, you know that," I stammered, uttering my first awkward words since she removed the gag. I felt her untie the straps securing my ankles, but I didn't move my legs at all. My arms remained bound. I heard her fumbling in her bag, and felt her weight on the bed between my legs. "Lift your knees up in the air, and keep your legs bent," she ordered. Bending at the waist, I raised my knees over my hips. "You have been a submissive pet," Lady Jasmine said, "and have let me have my way with you. You haven't yet surrendered your ass to me yet, though. That's the last thing standing in the way of you getting the release you want." It wasn't a question, but I said, "Yes, Mistress." At that point, I would have agreed to do anything. I felt her shoulders under my calves and relaxed my legs slightly. Her hand stroked my aching cock and cupped my balls. Her hand went away for a moment, and the next thing I felt was a cool sensation near my anus. Lube... Her finger massaged my anus, slippery with the lube, and the sensation seemed to jolt my cock. Her finger began to slide inside, stretching me slightly. Her knuckles stimulated my tight rink as her finger slid smoothly in and out. I barely moved, savoring this new sensation. It felt good, very good. Did this mean I was secretly gay? Before I could think about that question, I jumped as my ass was stretched wider. Two fingers? I tried to relax and enjoy the feeling of her fingers sliding in and out, stretching me, and rubbing my prostate when they were deep inside. "Feel good?" Mistress Jasmine asked, and slid her head down low enough to take my cock head into her warm mouth. I only managed to respond with a moan as I felt her tongue tease the tiny slit at the tip of my cock, and then work its way around the underside of the head. Her fingers slid completely out of my ass for the first time since she penetrated me there, and I wondered if she was done. As good as her fingers had felt, their absence let me focus even more on what she was doing with her mouth and tongue. I felt her moving around, although she kept her mouth in motion and in contact with me. As I lay there, still unable to see or move my upper body, I again felt a cool sensation on my ass. More lube. Expecting her finger to slide back in, I was startled when I felt pressure against my anus increase and the, rather than a finger, what felt like a marble pushed past the tight opening with a little "pop." "Trust me, and relax. This is going to stretch you a little." Lady Jasmine whispered. I felt more pressure on my ass, and with another pop, something slightly bigger-feeling slid in. This process repeated several times, with each pop stretching me more. The round-feeling things were getting bigger, and I was feeling full back there. I felt Lady Jasmine tug on whatever was in my ass, and one of the round things popped back out. "It's the stretching and contraction of your asshole that makes these beads feel so good. Otherwise, you'd just have a full sensation. Not that feeling full is a bad thing, I rather enjoy it myself," she snickered. She popped the last, largest bead back in to make her point, and returned to licking and sucking the head of my cock. She popped the largest couple of beads in and out a few more times, and left them fully inside me. She raised her head from my cock and said, "You've been a good slave, would you like me to make you come?" I croaked, "Yes, please, Mistress!" "Then you now have my permission to come." She pulled off the lace that had been wrapped around my cock and balls, and began amazing upward and downward motion of her mouth on my cock. Just below her mouth, moving at the same pace, she swirled her hands on my lower cock. Her rotating hands and wet mouth blended into one indescribable sensation. I began to moan as I felt myself getting close, and she increased the intensity, squeezing harder with both her mouth and hands. As I felt my orgasm start to rise from within me, I felt something else. A powerful thrumming was radiating from deep inside me. Vibration! Whatever device she had left in my ass also had a vibrating mode, and she had just activated it! The vibration radiated throughout my lower torso, and it seemed to pass directly through my prostrate to the tip of my cock. That was all it took to push me over the edge and my hips convulsed as I came. "I'm coming!" I warned before I began to spurt. I expected Lady Jasmine to pull her head away and finish me manually as she had before. To my surprise, she kept me in her mouth and kept sucking as I came. She kept her hands and mouth going even as I was finishing and hitting the point where further stimulation starts to border on painful. She pressed on, and managed to keep my orgasm going longer than I thought possible. Once again, she had been able to transform what might have been pain into ultra-intense pleasure. Lady Jasmine sucked lightly on my cock as she raised her head for the final time, as if she were trying to vacuum any remaining trace of ejaculation from its surface. I felt her moving, and the vibration deep in my ass stopped. I thought she would slide the device out, but apparently she had other ideas. As I lay on my back, still immobile, I felt her lips on mine, and met them with my own. As our mouths opened for a deep kiss, I felt an ooze of slightly salty fluid enter my mouth from hers. She pressed her open mouth against mine, holding my face with her hands as she pushed the semen that had just exited my cock back into my own mouth. Sensual Dominatrix Trains a Novice "Now you know what YOU taste like," she said. "I've made slaves masturbate with their hips high against a wall so they could aim for their own mouth, but I think this was more fun. Do you agree? Wait, don't answer, just swallow like a good boy." She kissed me again, this time slowly and tenderly, but made sure I didn't push any semen out of my mouth. "Shall I release you?" she asked? "If you are done with me, Mistress." "Actually, I'm not quite done with you, but I'll release you so that you can have use of your hands. I thought I'd be finished with you already, but you being so cooperative allowing me to have my way with you got me... rather... excited again." She pulled off my blindfold and undid the straps holding my arms. I stretched and bent them to shake off the stiffness. "Stand by the side of the bed," she ordered, and I got shakily to my feet. I felt exhausted, even though I had barely been able to move for the last hour. "Do you know how to give a G-spot massage?" she asked. "If not, don't worry, I'll tell you what to do." She got on her hands and knees on the bed, with her ample ass within easy reach. She told me to put some lube on my thumb and slide it into her pussy. I did so, though she was so wet I doubt if the lube was needed. "Mmmm... OK, you are in and feel good. Now, be sure your thumb is facing down, and feel the back of that bony area. Does that feel a little bumpy or spongy? Yes, right there. That's my G-spot, and the place you are going to massage. Take your time, and vary the motion." I followed her instructions, and watched as she squirmed as I kept gently rubbing her G-spot. "Mmmm.. that's wonderful. I could let you do that all night. Press harder, it feels good and you won't break anything." I pressed harder against the little ridged area with my thumb, and kept rubbing. Every now and then she murmured encouragement. I was starting to tire, but kept going. Suddenly, before Lady Jasmine said anything, I felt her pussy contract around my thumb. She gasped and squeezed the pillow she was holding, and, after some seconds had passed I felt the contractions stop. She said simply, "Enough." Slightly dreamily and less in control than usual, Lady Jasmine smiled and said, "Thank you, pet. I haven't had a G-spot massage in ages, at least one provided by someone else. That was lovely." She pulled me onto the bed next to her as she relaxed and her breathing became normal. Finally, she rose and went into the bathroom. "You may dress if you wish, pet. And pour us some orange juice." It felt odd, but following her admonition at the start of our session I chose to remain nude. I poured two glasses of juice. She emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later in her street clothes. Looking at me, she nodded, indicating her approval. "Good choice of outfits," she said with a smile. She sat in the one large chair, and motioned me to sit at her feet. She idly toyed with my deflated cock with the toe of her shoe. "Did I push your boundaries enough today, pet?" I assured her that she had, and that I couldn't wait until our next session. We drank our juice in silence. As she put her empty glass down, and began to rise, I asked, "But Mistress, are there more boundaries to cross?" She stood and motioned for me to do the same. Grabbing my cock and balls tightly in one hand, she put her other hand behind my head and gave me a single, passionate kiss. She undid the latch and let herself out the hotel room door. As it was swinging shut behind her, Lady Jasmine looked back at me, saying, "There are always new boundaries... Don't worry, we're just beginning to find yours." The door clicked closed, and she was gone. Sensual Exercises I found a way to combine exercise with sensuality that really works for me. I put on a really tight thong pair of panties, and a loose white tank top. I strap some ankle weights on, and lay down on the bed. I close my eyes, and imagine you watching me as I start to do my exercises. First I pull the panties way up, making sure the material slips between my full pussy lips, so when I move they will rub on my swollen clit, and pull up tight between my cheeks. I turn on my side and do leg lifts, feeling my lips opening and closing as I do them. Then I put that foot flat on the bed, and lift the other leg up, feeling it pull on the inner thigh muscles. Another round of leg lifts and then the inner thigh pulls, then switch to the other side. I can feel the panties digging into my pussy and it feels so good. Then I turn on my stomach, spreading my legs wide apart for a minute, and do hip lifts. Arching my back, lifting my hips up, opening my pussy wider, pulling the fabric between the lips tighter. I imagine you behind me, the material your hands probing between my legs. This is my very favorite thing, to be on my stomach, legs spread wide, your hand digging into my pussy from behind. Usually I am moaning by now, feeling my pussy getting wet from the sweet friction of the panties. Sometimes I reach back and spread my cheeks wide apart, feeling your eyes on my exposed pussy and asshole. Next I do rear leg lifts, feeling my buttocks tighten as I lift each leg. I think of those muscles tightening up, making my ass firmer for you. Next I get on my knees and elbows, spreading my knees wide apart, pressing down with my hips, trying to put my ass on my heels. This spreads me open more and more, the material really pressing into my ass and pussy. I then pull my knees together some, and do kneeling leg lifts, feeling the burn in my ass muscles now, first in one leg, then the other. Between two sets of these I do some hip exercises by rotating my hips in a circle. I bow my back up as far as I can, imagining you watching my hips move seductively. I drop my face down on the bed, spreading my knees apart more, loving the feel of the panties as they pull up tighter. My thoughts are of you kneeling behind me, ready to enter my wet heat, giving me your cock. Next, I turn over on my back, my feet flat on the bed, and do hip thrusts. I press my hips and pussy up as far as I can, my legs spread wide, just like I would be doing if you were fucking me right now. Feeling your cock buried in me as I push up against you, pulling out as I go back down. Sometimes I pull the panties up even more, really feeling the material riding my pussy as I go up and down. I imagine your fingers gripping and tugging my hard nipples, stretching them out as far as they will go as I do the hip thrusts. The sweet pleasure pain is wonderful. Then I do some twists, my arms up over my head, my feet flat on the bed, knees together, and bring my knees first down to one side, then swinging them over to the other side. I can feel the pull all up my sides as my knee hits the bed. Usually I end up putting my hands just lightly on my breasts, my palms rubbing across the hard nipples as I twist from side to side. Sometimes I get real aggressive, and slap my ass as it is exposed on each twist, or slap my nipples as each breast is thrust out. By this time, the sexual arousal chemicals that are released are so strong, and I barely feel the exercises or the slaps. I next put one foot down on the bed, knee bent, and straighten the other leg, then lift it up as far as I can, feeling my stomach muscles bunch and flex. After these, I do crunches with a twist, feeling my abdominal muscles really squeezing now. Another round of all four of these exercises follows, and my panties are usually very damp by now. I keep slapping or swatting my ass cheeks, my nipples, my pussy. As I slap my pussy, I can hear you talking to me in a low voice; "You are such a good little slut, aren't you? This is my cunt, isn't it, little girl? That's it, my sweet little whore, fuck Me." I love it when you talk to me that way. Your hand would be cupping my pussy possessively as you spoke to me, then slapping it hard and fast. Today I am so ready, so hot, and I find myself wanting more; more sensation, more pain, more everything. I get up quickly and get some clothespins and clamp two on each breast; one on each nipple, the other on the soft skin directly underneath it. I remember thinking, "Oh, it hurts so good." Then I put my hands behind my knees and pull my legs up and out, stretching them as far as possible. This opens my pussy really wide, and I press down, stretching those inner thigh muscles. I love the exposed feeling, imagining you touching my pussy now, testing the wetness with your fingers. I usually do another set of the hip raises now, really pulling the panties up tight into my wet throbbing cunt. Wanting more. I picked up the paddle I had brought with me, and began spanking my inner thighs and the bottom of my cheeks with it. And swatting my pussy with my bare hand. It felt wonderful. I could hear you saying it was time for a good spanking for your bad little girl. I stayed on my back, and twisted my hips, exposing one cheek. I paddled it almost savagely, 15 times on one cheek, then the other. I turned from side to side, spanking my round bottom again and again, and spanking my pussy with it as well. Then my tender inner thighs, over and over. I was almost frantic now, wanting to cum for you. I could hear you again, telling me it's time to remove those panties, and show you my cunt. That word, sometimes it just makes me shiver all over, it's so erotic, so dirty, so arousing. I spread my legs wide apart and lift my knees, and spread my pussy lips apart. I slide a finger in as you would, finding slick wetness. The final step is to masturbate myself to climax at least twice. I am so incredibly aroused by now the first one comes fast and hard, the second immediately after. My legs are shaking now, and my stomach muscles quivering from both the workout and the orgasms. MMMMMMM, lovely exercises, all of them. As I cum, I imagine you giving me quiet permission each time. I scream out your name as my hips buck almost violently. I collapse on the bed, panting, muscles quivering, and the pain beginning to register. I cup my breasts, softly kneading the exquisitely tender nipples. I wish you had been here. Sensual Ferocity Her head lifted very slightly, her smile never flickering -even as her mind wandered. Gritting her teeth, she decided this had to be the most excruciatingly boring party she had ever attended. She forced herself to redirect her focus on her date, but it only made her wince with disinterest. He chatted amiably with a group of people that all preened and cooed as if there were a contest for congeniality. They competed with the very company they sought so desperately to keep. Her eyes rested anew on Patrick. There was nothing wrong with him, she chided herself. But he lacked... what, she wasn't sure. He was tall enough, moderately handsome... if not overly intelligent. Patrick, she decided, was pleasant. Just pleasant and that was enough to make her snarl in frustration. But only internally. Outwardly, she was the very picture of decorum. She smoothed one hand over the snug velvet of her black skirt. She felt the tops of her stockings through the lush fabric and wanted to toy with the sensation. But she reined herself in, this was hardly the place to entertain carnal thoughts. Her upswept crimson hair made her ice-milk skin seem to gleam. Her dark eyes were kohled very precisely, and the vulpine tilt of her full bordeaux lips was slightly predatory. She couldn't help it, she decided. This place, this party... made her crave. She nodded when her date asked her something and he rewarded her by placing his hand at the small of her back. What a perfunctory and correct gesture, she mused within. She felt a flash of chagrin and made herself murmur some soft idle praise to him. He flashed a smile to her and she let her mind drift again. She suddenly felt her heartbeat thud a little faster. She shifted slightly on her high heels. It was strange but she felt her nipples harden and push against the lace of her bustier. She turned her gaze almost instinctually. Not far from her stood a stranger. His gaze was assessing, openly so. Tall, broad shouldered, oh so masculine. She hissed an indrawn breath. He watched her as if he could do so all night. She tore her eyes from him. Yet, she watched him from the corner of her gaze. She marveled that her body had responded to him before she had even realized what was going on. She swallowed hard, trying to put him from her mind. But his hand had looked so beckoning curved around his champagne flute. A blatant image flashed through her mind of that hand encircling his rampant sex. She flushed and was glad her date was so oblivious. She darted another look to the enigmatic man and saw that his dark countenance had not turned from her. She felt a low ache deep in her stomach. She heard her name and glanced bewilderedly to Patrick. "Nicole, I asked if you needed more champagne?" His boyish smile made her feel guilty. She nodded, handing him her glass, "Yes, please. Thank you, Patrick. " He grinned a smile that she assumed was no doubt his All-American smile. Guaranteed to succeed. He took her glass and she noticed he held the glass tightly. Almost as if not trusting himself. It was analytical of her, she decided, as well as fanciful. But the stranger had confidence in his strength, she dreamily retorted to herself. He knew full well how to use his hands. She stole another peek and realized with a sinking heart that the star of her fantasies had disappeared. She bit her lower lip to kill a sigh. Feeling resigned to the fate of her evening, she murmured, "Excuse me a moment, Patrick. I need to refresh my makeup. " He chuckled, "You are as beautiful without it, hon, But go ahead. " As if she had been asking permission. She bit her tongue, not speaking her caustic thoughts. She shook her head and walked off, perfectly polite smile in place. She found the lavatory as quickly as possible and was relieved it was empty. The less small talk the better. A large mirror dominated one wall, hung neatly over a black leather couch. She stood in front of the ornate mirror and reapplied her slick scarlet lipstick. She leaned forward, knees brushing the sofa as she tried to brace herself to go back out into the tedium. She gasped aloud when the lights suddenly went off. She steadied herself, trying to recall the lay of the room. She made her way back to where she thought the door was. stumbling over a low table she swore softly. Groping blindly, she reached for the light switch. With a jolt she felt a hand cover hers. Warm and knowing, the hand captured hers easily. She was too shocked to even protest as she felt a hard cock fill her grasp. "Do you like that?" a male voice inquired silkily. Her eyes widened as she heard the door lock. She felt him from root to tip as he lazily used her hand to stroke himself. His lips brushed the column of her throat. He asked again, "Do you?" She shivered, feeling her arousal reach a feverish pitch. It was almost impossible to think past the sensations he roused so quickly. She managed a husky whisper, "Yes... but-" His mouth covered hers and he bit into her lips. The bite was soft but quelling. He licked her lips until she was breathing in shallow gasps. "Enjoy me, "he ordered, "I want you. " She felt the scrap of black silk covering her sex grow wetter still. He spoke as if this were a commonplace occurrence. Strangers growing very intimate so quickly. His voice made her tighten and flow. "I saw you watching me, "he said, "I could tell what you wanted. I could smell it, I read you. " She quivered in his light embrace. She found her voice with some effort, her hand never stilling on his heated prick. "I am not sure what I want... " He laughed, very softly. A purely masculine sound of amusement. He reached down to where she held his heavy throbbing member, "You want to fuck. " She melted against his chest, rubbing her abdomen over his cock. "Yes, "she responded, "I want to fuck. " If he was surprised by her honesty he did not show it. "What is your name, "he inquired, "I want to know who to thank. " Despite herself, she chuckled. "Nicola. " He nodded, "David, "he returned almost distractedly. His hands swept up her hips and sides, stopping to cup her breasts. "Nice, "he remarked, "Very full and high. " He unbuttoned her almost sheer blouse with a soft grunt of approval. He felt her sensual lingerie and smiled in the darkness. She was made for him. He lifted her free of her bustier, using the shelf of the garment to support her breasts. Her flesh seemed to be an offering presented thusly. He thumbed her large nipples into rosy peaks. "Sensitive, "he said as he suckled one taut point and then the other. She moaned, her free hand going to the back of his head. Holding his mouth to her, she let her head fall back in pleasure. He lifted one heavy breast and tongued the sensitive underside until she squirmed against him. Her hand accelerated in its movement as she luxuriated in the silk covered steel feel of his shaft. Wordlessly she went to her knees. She released his cock for a moment to pull his trousers down farther, affording her more of him. He encouraged her by lacing his fingers into her hair. She felt the pins in her chignon come loose as she swept her full lips over the head of his cock. His slick precum smeared over her lips like gloss. She smiled rapaciously as she licked it away. He reached over and light filled the room. "I want to watch you work, "he muttered with a hungry smile, "Suck me. " Her tongue snaked out and lapped at the plum-like head, skimming the slit and underside. She savored his taste leisurely. She licked the large head until it gleamed before she sampled the length of his erection. He reached down and lifted his shaft. Greedily she suckled and licked his full, milky warm testicles until he groaned softly. His hand in her hair tilted her head back as his other hand gripped his cock. "Open your mouth, Nicola"he rasped softly, "I want to fuck your throat. " He slid past her lips, the warm wet cave of her mouth filled with him. He playfully butted into the back of her throat until she adjusted to his width and length. His eyes did not miss the sight of her scarlet lipstick smeared all over his prick. When the thick thatch at his groin rubbed her chin he began to roll his hips. Rocking into her throat as she sucked and drew on his cock with sounds of pleasure. Her hands went to his buttocks, holding him closer. She wondered if he would cum from fucking her face. She felt her cunt drip like hot wax at the thought. As if sensing her thoughts he drew out of her mouth. "Get on the couch, "he said softly, "Strip... but leave on the stockings. " Her blouse drifted to the carpeted floor. She unhooked the bustier and unzipped the velvet skirt with shaking hands. She kicked off her heels, feeling his gaze sweep over her. She peeled away her sodden panties baring her smooth sex. She wondered if he could tell how wet she was. He smiled and gestured to her, "Lay on the couch, on your stomach. I want to see your wet peach, baby. Spread your legs far for me. " She did as he requested, drawing her knees up high to her breasts. She arched her back slightly, her thighs widening. She felt her scalding box weep hot tears as he drew closer. His fingers skimmed over her slit teasingly before pinching the swollen lips. She yelped softly, her dark eyes closing in pleasure. He dipped his thumb into her cunt, swirling within her slowly as a low purr came from her throat. His other hand moved to rest on her bottom. He pulled her ass cheeks apart, toying with her. His cock rested on the tight opening of her anus teasingly. He made a soft sound as he sawed his engorged member over the sensitive bud. "Hold your ass open for me, "he whispered. She did so, feeling so wicked and hot. He reached around her and using both hands, he began a intoxicating assault on her cunt. He held her sex open as his fingers worked her clit mercilessly. She made an urgent sound of need, bucking back into him. His hands held her even as his thick prick humped her ass lazily. "Not yet, "he cajoled in a rich, gentle tone, "I want you to be ready. " His hands pried and toyed with her sex until she pushed into his lightest touch. She felt as if her whole being centered in the burning between her thighs. His voice was smooth, like being doused from head to toe in melted chocolate. His fingers brushed her lips, wet from her pouting cunt. "Lick my fingers, sweet, get them wet. Taste yourself. " Her tongue was out and winding over his fingertips before he had finished speaking. She sucked long, imagining each finger was his cock. She felt his balls smack rhythmically against her bottom as he ground lazily into her. He stroked her tongue until she felt drunk with him. He filled her senses so effortlessly, simply by knowing her body and being adept with his own. "Please, "she whispered, "God, I want you inside of me. " He groaned and she felt a slight twinge of pain as the head of his cock pushed against her anus. "Not quite yet, "he replied, "But I'll be deep inside of you soon baby... you'll be so full of me. " She wanted to beg or just shove herself onto his shaft, the pain be damned. Her nails dug softly into her ass as she controlled her urges. His fingers, wet with her saliva, traced over her anus, pinching the rosy opening even as his cockhead throbbed there. Working over the spot until he felt her relax, he slid one finger deep between her soft cheeks. He moved his finger in and out of the aperture, slowly fucking her. With a strangled groan she felt her pussy leak wet and hot down the ultra-soft flesh of her inner thigh. His free hand lightly slapped her cunt, the wet sound making him smile. The light smacks made her tremble, her heat palpable. When her soft mewls made his cock jerk in response, he took a moment to steady himself. His sodden hand left her cunt and he worked his cock for a moment. He bent his head to look as his cock teased her tight bottom. He took a breath and then slammed home into her cunt. She jumped in surprise. Impaled and crammed full of his root, she gasped. He held her hips in his hands. "Rub your clit, "he whispered to her, "I want you to cum all over my cock. " She shuddered at his words and the sensation of him buried so far inside of her. he withdrew as her shaking fingers touched the swollen button of her clit. As she began rolling the nub he thrust back into her. She drew light breaths as he moved in and out of her. Her inner muscles clung to his prick. Every time he drew back the wet sound of her greedy cunt filled her ears. His hands found her breasts again. He held the snowy mounds in his palms, grinding her nipples with calloused fingers until she arched and came. He groaned in satisfaction as her cries echoed through the room. She looked back at him, her lambent eyes almost black. "I want you to fuck me hard, David. I want you to use my body however you like until you cum. " He smiled wolfishly, already picturing his seed dripping pearly and hot from her swollen sex and ass. He pulled out of her pussy and placed his red, slick cock at her anus. She looked into his eyes as her hands reached back, pulling her lush cheeks apart. He quivered as he slid his cockhead past the ring of her anus. She winced for a moment but encouraged him, her hips rocking back. "Do it, David, fuck my ass. " With a dark look passing between them he fully imbedded himself. His pistoning cock made her scream softly, but he did not slow. As he penetrated and violated the small tight passage -she felt her cunt heat unbearably. She reached down with one hand to stroke her clit and alternately finger-bang herself. His balls hitting her sex made her pussy reverberate with ecstasy. She came again with a tremulous sigh as he grabbed her ass tightly, almost bruisingly, jerking her back into him. When his cum erupted he jerked as if struck by lightning. He felt every sensation as his cock swelled, his balls tightened, and then he was jetting deeply into her. She rode his spurting cock until he steadied her with his hands, languidly rubbing her. She lowered her head to the slick cushions of the couch as he pulled out of her. His arms reached down and he drew her back into his body as he sat down beside her. She was stunned at how easily it had all happened. She looked into his eyes and saw her thoughts mirrored. Their lips met and melded. He kissed as he did all else, with exquisite care. Sensual Friday Evening Finally...Friday...Another long week, and I thought Friday would never get here. After all of the classes, projects, obligations, and never forget, working full-time, the hour plus drive to my girlfriend's seemed to take forever. As I took the exit to her apartment, I knew that we needed a nice weekend, together, away from all of the pressures that had been tearing at us throughout the week. Glancing at my watch, I realized I would beat her back to her apartment, so I had some time...to get ready... A stop at Blockbuster, a quick stop to get some wine, some supplies for dinner, and I think we should be all set. As I entered her apartment, the cat greets me, and I know that I feel at home. But time is fleeting, and I must get everything ready. I start dinner, chill the wine, and still wonder if either of us is going to be awake for long. I prepare a nice dinner, with a chilled Chardonnay, and turn off all the lights in the apartment. The cat keeps me company during this process, and by the time I see my girlfriend's car headlights appear, all is ready. The candles are lit throughout the apartment, Enya is playing throughout the rooms, and I have secretly set up the bedroom, but that is for later. I listen for her footsteps, as I stand inside the door, glass of wine in hand, ready for a quick hug and kiss, before I get dinner ready to serve, and she can make herself comfortable after her long day. The anticipation of seeing her has my heart beating even faster. When she enters the apartment, her eyes attempt to adjust to the low light, but I can see her, backlit and beautiful. I hand her the wine, tell her to get comfortable, and that dinner will be served. I prepare everything, and by the time she returns, dinner is served. Enya begins "Book of Days" and I am ready to toast. "To us" and we touch glasses, and sip. Dinner is nice, light, and enjoyable. Quiet, with comfortable silence. As the dinner is ending, I tell her, I'll take care of putting everything away, and she should just go into the bedroom, and get ready for bed, "the less clothing the better!", and try as I might to hide it, she caught my impish smile... When all is said and done, I enter the bedroom...All the candles throughout the apartment have been extinguished, and the only light is from the bedroom candles. It is warm, and as I enter the bedroom, I see my girlfriend. She is lying on her back, naked, on top of the covers, eyes closed, breathing deeply. Enya is on a continuous loop, and the entire setting is relaxing. It is no wonder that she is so relaxed and drifting in and out of consciousness. As I silently disrobe, I reach to the nightstand, to my "prepared" surprises, and she stirs. "Roll over and lay on your stomach." She turns over, and I take the towel and the massage oil. Purposely, it has rested against one of the candles, and is warm. I pour the liquid over my hands, and rub it briskly. Not wanting the surprising cold of the oil, but rather the warming caress. As I begin rubbing the oil onto her shoulders, I hear her moan lightly into the pillow. What man can resist a physical reaction from such a sound? As I continue to caress her back, I move lower, rubbing her buttocks, and massaging. Occasionally, I'll slip to the bottom of her cheeks, teasing, but never delving into that heat I try to ignore...for now. I continue down her thighs, her calves, and onto her feet. When this is done, I dry any excess oil with the soft towel, and nibble her earlobe... "Turn over," I whisper, and she does... Now, with her eyes still closed, she is prone beneath me, bathed in candlelight. It takes all my effort to hold back, and I succeed, in order to continue to make this evening about her... I begin the massage again, at the base of her neck, down between her breasts, and then start massaging those breasts I enjoy so much with the warm, lightly scented oil. In short time, her nipples are hard, and I cannot resist leaning over to blow lightly on them, and flick the nubs with my tongue. She sighs her approval. I delve lower, caressing the oil onto her stomach, and as I reach her pubic hair, I know if I do not stop now, I'll become distracted. I move to her feet, and I hear her moan in complaint, "Soon, Ma Chere...." I SLOWLY work my way up, in the opposite direction I proceeded when she was laying on her front: feet, calves, thighs. Now the moment of truth... She inadvertently spreads her legs. I take one last handful of massage oil, close the bottle, and settle between her legs. I begin by rubbing the insides of her thighs, teasing, and actually hear her whimper. I was aroused the moment she walked in the door; when I saw her naked on the bed, I grew hard; and now, I twitch hearing her whimper. I gently entwine my fingers in her pubic hair, and I can hold back no longer. She is hot and moist, and even in the low candlelight, I can see her arousal glistening. I breathe in her scent as I lean in and place my lips upon her clit and give it a kiss... "YEEESSSSSSSSSS!!" she hisses. I'll take that to mean I should continue. I glance at the clock and realize that I have been in the bedroom for an hour, massaging, teasing, enjoying, and now I am tired, and I know she must be exhausted. So I can hold back no further. I begin, kissing, licking, tasting, feasting. I delve my tongue into her depths, probing and tasting, and feel her squirming. She tastes exquisite, the perfect desert to the evening dinner. She is close, I can tell as she tenses: her stomach taught, her thighs tight against my head, and her fingernails digging into the back of my hands, which are resting lightly on her breasts... Now is the time. I remove my tongue, and take her clit between my lips, sucking lightly, and slip two fingers into her deeply. "Oh, Oh, Sweetie, Oh God, please don't stop....OHHHH GODDDDDDDDD!!" She tenses, and then suddenly goes limp. I lap at her excess juices sparkling on her thighs, mindful of her sensitive clit, and then climb up to peck her on the cheek. "I love you, Sweetie..." "I love you, too" And as she begins to drift off, she mumbles "What about you?" "Shhhhhh....Go to sleep, I'll be here in the morning..." The End. * I would like to thank those you have left such positive comments, both public and private. This is but my second attempt, elaborating on personal experiences, and I appreciate the positive feedback. Thanks!! Sensual Get Together With Mild Dom Setting: Empty hardwood floored room with only a bed, a coffee table and a large white sofa in it, white satin sheets, dimmed lighting splashing the room with a burnt color, a window looking onto a lake. Sunset turning the skies shades of purple orange and red. You are in the shower, sensually washing your body. A thin lather covering your breasts. You start feeling a tingle in your stomach as your hang gently glides down your stomach your fingers gently parting your lips, you start rubbing your clit, softly moaning at your touch, your index finger circling around your hardening clit. I walk in the house, call your name wait for a reply, but nothing, I proceed to the bathroom, where I hear the faint sound of running water, the door is partly open, steam is covering the large mirror, you can’t hear me, as I tread lightly. I take off my shirt, pants, underwear and socks, naked I walk towards the shower, I can hear your faint moans overpowering the sound of the shower. The satin glass door covered in steam, you can’t see me coming, I open the door, as you gasp in fright, I surprised you as you had two fingers in your pussy and were rubbing your breasts. I ask you “Can I lend you a hand” You nod, my hand approaching your ass, I start caressing it, gently massaging your cheeks occasionally letting my hand slip in between your cheeks and probe against your tight hole. You bend over and push back against my hand, one hand holding you on the wall and the other in between your legs rubbing your clit, the water rushing down your shaking body. You push harder against my finger as it enters your ass, you moan softly as it happens, my hardening cock is pressing against your ass cheek, I push my finger in deeper into you, with my other hand I knead your cheeks gently while my finger is pumping in and out of you. I kneel down behind you and remove my finger from you as I proceed to kiss your cheeks lightly, licking up and down your crack, my hands kneading your butt, I spread you gently and I kiss in between your cheeks, my tongue sliding across your tight hole several times, occasionally pushing its way in a little, moving down, and licking your sweet juices from your pussy as my fingers spread your lips allowing your little hole to show, so that my tongue can run across it and gather your juices, I lick you lower, and your moans intensify as I take your clit into my mouth sucking on it and licking it. You turn around, and start rubbing your breasts, I stand up and take you into my arms, I kiss you passionately with my hands roaming your back, sides and butt. My tongue playing with yours as you moan in my mouth. Your hands roaming the front of my body, stroking my cock up and down you break our kiss and start kissing down my neck, I lean in and get some kisses on your neck till you reach my nipples where you gently suck on one and play with the other with one hand. You kiss down my torso occasionally licking your trail downwards in direction of my hard cock. The water pouring down your body and mine, cascading off my chest onto your hair, your kisses finally reaching the base of my shaft, you kiss your way up, towards its head, you part your lips and cover it, moving down on it, letting it spread your lips, sinking into your mouth, you moan, and look up at me as you take it back out of your mouth and immediately back in all the way deep throating my entire length, moving back up, your tongue circling the tip, you gently bite it. Your hands are playing with my balls, gently squeezing and pulling them. You deep throat me again and again. Licking the entire length of my shaft. Looking me in my eyes. You stand up and hold me by my cock, we step out of the shower together, without drying, and we head towards the bedroom. The lights are out, the sun has set, we can only see shadows of each other, our silhouettes on the bed, me on top of you, our embrace is passionate, at proximity we can barely distinguish each others face, your eyes are burning with desire. My hands roam your body gently at first then I start touching you’re a little rougher, squeezing your breasts and pulling you hair and your nipples. I lean in to you and start kissing your skin, occasionally licking, taking your nipple into my mouth and biting it, moving my kisses up your collar bone, I start biting your neck soft at first then harder, my hand on the other side pulling you tighter into me, biting you in swift repetitions. Your hands are moving about my body, I take them into my hands and hold them above your head, playfully I strap them to the headboard with a leather strap hanging there just for that. I am on your side, kneeling next to you, I put a blind fold over your head, covering your eyes, you cannot see me, I start touching you, cupping your breasts, pinching your nipples harder, I lean in and bite your neck, you tilt your head back, I bite you harder. I move one hand towards your pussy and part your lips, our bodies drying on the bed, making it slightly wet, your lips spread, I pass a finger on your clit pressing against it rubbing it in circles, I pull your clit hard. My hardening cock is rubbing against your side. You say “Daddy make it rough, I want to be fucked hard tonight, rape me hunny”. I reply: “Ok baby, let me know if it gets too rough” I tighten the strap around your wrists and go to your feet and tie them to the footboard. I put my lips against your pussy and extend my tongue into it, tickling your hole and circling your clit, I take it into my mouth and start sucking on it, harder and harder, you start moaning, as you lay there constricted of motion. I reach up and grab your tits, pulling on them hard as I lick your hole, inserting my tongue in it. You moan out “Daddy, I want it inside, I want you big cock inside of me daddy” In response, I move on top of you and put my hands around your neck, squeezing a little, and I guide my free standing cock straight into your tight little hole, you gasp in a mix of pain and pleasure as my cock inches itself into your tight hole. I start pumping it in and out of you, you are moaning and quivering under my touch, my balls slapping against your tight ass, as I fuck you harder and harder. You moans intensify as your orgasm build up in you, you become short of breath as I continue fucking you. Your orgasm starts ripping through your body you start shaking the pleasure originating from deep within you starts making you scream. I put a hand on your mouth, muffling the sound, you are cumming hard as I continue pounding you. Slowing down my rhythm I lean in and start licking your breasts, taking your nipples into my mouth and sucking on them hard, pulling them away from your chest, I withdraw my cock, and turn around to undo the strap on one of your feet. I move that leg over your other leg, leaving your back on the bed and your hips turned slightly to the side. I reach over and grab a bottle of lubrication. I lean down to your ass and I spread your cheek, I start licking your crack up and down, at times concentrating on your hole, inserting my tongue slightly into you. You moan. I drip some lubrication onto your tight little hole, and start fingering you, I put one finger in your ass at first and start pumping it in and out of you, with my other hand I rub all over your body, towards your face, I put two fingers into you, you stuck on them, deep throating them. I insert a second finger into your ass, you yelp in pain, I start pushing and pulling them in and out of you faster, intensifying, I remove my fingers from your mouth and insert them into your pussy, you hold your leg open, giving me access to your ass and vagina, I continue probing both hands in and out of you asynchronously. You moan harder and harder, as you start begging me to continue, your hips gyrating and bucking I keep finger fucking you deeper and harder every time I push my fingers in you. My hard cock is rubbing on your thigh, I take your other leg in my hands and scoot my hips towards yours and I take my cock in my hand and I push it straight into your pussy, you moan in ecstasy I start pumping my hips to meet yours, your pussy making my cock wetter and wetter, I continue fucking you, your ass was relaxed enough I think it needs a big cock in it. I ask you “Are you ready for my big cock in your ass baby girl?” as I continue pounding your pussy you answer “yes YES, fuck my ass daddy, I need it in there, please.” I slap your ass with my hand, and tell you “Say that again, I didn’t hear you” … “Daddy, put your big cock in my tight little asshole, rape my ass daddy, please, do me harder”. I withdraw my hard shaft from your pussy, glistening with your juices, I adjust it to your rear hole, and I start pushing forward, you relax, your hands have gripped the headboard as you feel my shaft burying itself in you. You let out a big moan, as I push in almost reaching the end, I start withdrawing and push it right back in, you wince in pain, you say “Daddy c’mon that’s not hard enough, fuck me harder” You push your hips onto mine and start bucking. I slam my cock into you burying it all the way in you, and I start my fucking motion, you are moaning as I pump my shaft in and out of your little asshole. I grab one of your ass cheeks and squeeze it real tight, as I continue fucking you hard. With my other hand I grab one of your breasts, my cock is spreading your walls, I squeeze your breast, then your nipple, you moan. I glide my hand to your pussy and start rubbing your clit, making you hotter and hotter with every stroke. I insert two fingers in your pussy with my cock in your ass, tightening both your holes, your pussy is squeezing my cock as I keep on fucking you, you moan with each inward stroke. You can feel yet another orgasm boiling in your body, my thick shaft nearly ripping your asshole open, your wetness dripping all over my fingers and onto your legs. I pound both your holes. I tell you “Cum for daddy, you need to cum for daddy.” You start shaking violently, as your orgasm starts sending spasms throughout your body, I shove my cock in and leave it in, as I do the same with my fingers wiggling them in the tight space of your pussy, you scream as your muscles contract, your orgasm no letting go, you breathe heavily. I take my cock out and untie your remaining ties and leave the blindfold on you, I sit you on the bed and stand next to you, putting my hand behind your head, I pull your mouth onto my cock making you deepthroat me, you moan, and put your hands on my ass, I put my hand in your hair weaving my fingers in it, and tightening my grip as you suck my cock dry, you lick the tip and take it down your throat, I take my cock out of your mouth and slap your face with it, putting it back in your mouth occasionally, you say “Cum on my face daddy, I want to feel your warm spunk all over my pretty face, c’mon daddy cum for me” I tell you “No, not yet I have more for you I want to fuck you senseless baby” I stand you up and throw you over the bed, your knees on the floor and your torso on the bed. I slap your ass till your cheeks turn red, your pussy wet for my cock, I spread your ass cheeks to get a clear shot to your pussy and I shove my cock into you, you scream as my shaft rips through your walls, you are moaning and screaming at the same time as I continue fucking you, I reach to your head and grab your hair pulling it hard, my cock pounding your pussy faster and faster. I put my hand on your hips pulling you harder onto me, my balls launching themselves onto your clit. Slapping you every time I push into you. I put my hands on your shoulders and pull you harder, scratching your back with my nails, I rub your body, putting my hands on your chest, I knead your breasts. Pulling your nipples hard, you tell me “Faster daddy faster, I need your cum all over my face. Fuck my harder mmmmmmmm” I respond by fucking you harder and more vigorously, my shaft burying itself in your tight little hole. I spank you hard while fucking you. Your moans filling the air as my shaft sinks deep inside of you. You turn around taking your blind fold off and tell me to make you cum, I take two fingers put the in my mouth lubricating them, and push them up your tight little asshole where my cock was a few minutes ago, I pump my fingers in and out of your tight asshole, my dick spreading your pussy. You moan harder and harder, you say “I’m gonna cum on your big cock daddy, are you ready for me to cum on your big cock?” I tell you “go ahead, please cum on my dick. Cum all you want”. Your orgasm yet again starting deep within you, you moan louder and harder, your pussy squeezing my cock, milking my precum out of it. I hold your hips with one hand as my other hand is pounding in your ass. I withdraw my cock from your pussy and kneel down next to you, I drop some more lube on your ass, and insert a third finger in you, you moan. I slowly pick up the pace making you moan louder and louder take then slowly i take my hand out of your ass and wipe off the lube on a towel; I lick around your tightening hole kissing your cheeks, and licking towards your pussy, sucking on your clit from behind, I rub your ass, occasionally spanking you, you sit on the bed and start sucking on my cock, you knead my balls and rub the inside of my legs, looking up at me occasionally I put my hand in your hair and rub your head, pulling you into me. You deepthroat my cock again and again, you take it out, a string of spit and precum mix spawn from your lip to the tip of my cock, you ask me “c’mon daddy I want to taste that cum” I lean my head back, you twirl your tongue around my head and take it deep in your mouth, I thrust into your mouth moaning, I tell you “I’m going to shoot it into your mouth and all over your face baby. You put your little fist around it and start jerking it, looking at me in my eyes you blow a kiss at me, your hand moving up and down my cock. You rub it all over your face. I tell you I’m going to shoot it, you look deep into my eyes while jerking my cock up and down, I roll my eyes back in my head as I feel your hand kneading my balls, you put your mouth around the tip and jerk harder, I start squirting my cum in your mouth, you take my cock out and let it shoot over your face lading on your cheek and forehead, you lick the tip, taking some more in your mouth, my cum dripping out of your mouth down your chin onto your breasts, you look at me and smile, I lean down and kiss your lips. THE END Sensual Haven Note; This story involves tentacle sex, inflation and impregnation. If this is not what you're looking for, I suggest hitting the 'back' button now. Thanks. Laura came into the cabin after the hike absolutely exhausted. In the kitchen, she found Mindy preparing dinner. The redhead looked up, twirling a stray curl from her short hair around her finger (a nervous habit), smiling as Laura walked into the room. "Where's Sara?" She asked, looking back at the door as if to empathize her question. "She went down to the lake. She wanted me to go with her, but I'm just too tired for swimming right now. Tried to convince her we were going tomorrow but she couldn't wait." Laura said with a shrug as she lifted the lid of the pot on the stove, smelling the thick stew. "This looks fabulous!" She grabbed a spoon, taking some broth. 'Mmm!' Mindy grinned like a puppy that had pleased her master. "Glad you like it. We'll let this stew for awhile while we wait for Sara to return." "In the meantime, I'm going to go have a hot bath and relax. Come get me when she's ready?" "Of course." Mindy watched her leave the room before beginning cleaning the small mess she had created. Laura went to her room at the end of the hall. Her private bathroom was nestled at the back of the small living area she occupied, and she crossed straight to it, removing her clothes as she went. Oh, how wonderful a hot bath sounded for her aching muscles. All the hiking in the past few days since arriving at the lodge was proving just how out of shape she really was. When they got back to civilization, she'd have to do something about it. Maybe start going to the gym again, she contemplated to herself as she set the water to a temperature that felt fitting under her fingers. She poured a generous amount of scented bubble bath under the running water, and added some bath salts and oils to the steaming tub. Inhaling the mingling scents, she unsnapped the clasp on her bra, letting the straps fall down her arms and the garment drop to the floor. Next, she wiggled out of her panties, sliding them down her long legs to lay at her feet. As a last minute thought, she walked, naked, back into the main room and opened the closet. Inside, the small backpack she had unpacked the day before still sat on the floor. She knelt beside it and removed a bottle and a couple of candles. Taking them with her, and grabbing the complementary plastic wine glass from the dresser top as well as her lighter, she returned to her steaming bathroom, leaving the door open a crack. A quick glance in the mirror displayed her toned figure, reassuring her that it was her stamina that was lacking, not a fault of the skin. The glance reminded her of one last thing. Reaching up she pulled the elastics from her hair, letting the long dark strands fall down her back. She poured herself a glass of the white wine, taking a long sip before setting both glass and bottle on the floor beside the tub. She set a candle on each corner of the tub, lighting them, before turning the overhead lights off. The water was on the hot side as she stepped in, but it wouldn't be long before her body warmed up to it. She slipped into the bubbly mass, turning the taps off and laying back, sighing in contentment. This was exactly what she needed! The heat seeped into her body, relaxing her tense muscles and enhancing her fatigue. Laura reached over the side of the tub, grabbing her wine glass and finishing the contents in one swallow. She refilled it and drank deeply again. She knew that wasn't how wine was supposed to be drunk, but the instant effect that started to creep through her veins was what she was looking for. She topped the glass up, setting it on the ledge while returning the bottle to the floor. Breakfast had been too long ago, and the hike had lasted well into the day. Lack of nutrients had much to do with the way the alcohol warmed her from the inside out. She sank deeper into the tub, a sigh escaping her full lips. Drowsiness settled in quickly and she knew when she started to nod off, not bothering to heed her mothers warnings and stay awake, she let sleep claim her... From the other side of the tub there was a faint sound that would have normally alerted the occupant, but the sleeping brunette remained unresponsive. The plug popped out of the drain, and a few bubbles found their way to the surface before access was again gone. Movement swept slowly into the water, causing small ripples to wash up the sides of the tub and lap at Laura's exposed nipples. A small moan rose from her parted lips and she shifted, her body rising ever-so-very slightly as if to better accept the caresses. The movement subsided and she settled back, still fast asleep, eyes flickering behind closed eyelids as dreams occupied her mind. The water shifted again, rising up this time to a new level and staying there. A small shudder ran through her body as a caress ignited the nerve endings running up her smooth leg. She shifted again, this time bringing her legs up, knees resting on either side of the tub. She was caught in the throes of her dream world and remained unaware of the turmoil beneath the bubbles as whatever now lay below the surface moved to avoid disrupting her repositioning. It slipped back to her leg, caressing and rubbing its way up her calf, remaining underwater as it bypassed her knee, sliding to her thigh. Another moan escaped her lips as it slid higher. Back and forth, it massaged lightly, now dipping to her inner thigh. At the same time, something slid stealthily along the tub, sliding past her slim waist in the lightest of touches, and onto the small of her back. The gentle caresses began there as well, going up her back, keeping her body in a completely relaxed state. The entity on her leg slid higher, coming to her most sensitive place. It paused at the edge, seeming to wait for a reaction and after receiving none, it continued. Her lips parted wider as a small moan rose from her core and her tongue flicked subconsciously over her lush lips. A third tentacle emerged from the drain, bypassing the first which was occupied between Laura's spread legs, it slid up her other leg in a blatant welcome and across her smooth belly where it encountered a small metal ring. It paused, seeming confused by this obstruction on her beautiful body, and nudged it before rubbing against it and continuing its trek up her body. The metal created new sensations on this third tentacle and it shuddered with a jolt of pleasure. It slid up her rib cage and lapped at the underside of her lush breast, circling to the tip and engulfing her rigid nipple. Her chest rose from the water as a gasp came forth. At the same time, the first tentacle had grown impatient of its leisurely exploration of her flower and slid in an inch, pushing at the soft walls of her core, seeing how she responded. As her body bucked up in response to the advances of both tentacles (as if they had timed it symmetrically), the second one, that had been massaging the taunt muscles of her back in an effort to keep her relaxed, acted. It slid around her waist, pulling her torso back into the water, and sliding up her chest between her breasts, and onto her chin. Her eyes flew open as the sensations escalated. The tentacle on her breast had slid to the other, fondling that nipple into a hard peak, while the one between her legs had pushed in another inch or two, spreading her wider. As her eyes widened in shock, and her lips parted, a gasp emerging as she drew breath for a scream, the tentacle that had slid onto her face slipped into her mouth, gagging her into near silence. The only sounds that managed to be anywhere near audible were what sounded like moans. Her hands flew from the water, splashing one of the candles behind her and extinguishing the flame. A fraction of a second later, a smaller tentacle emerged on either side of her, rising into the air and wrapping around her wrists, pulling her hands above her head and restraining them there, while two other slid around her ankles. Her legs were pulled down, and pushed wider as to allow better access. Her body was theirs... Sara turned from the trail, heading toward the glimmering bits of the water she could see through the trees. Her body glistened in the glow of the setting sun; sweat running down her back and sliding between her breasts. The lake shone with welcome. She came out on the sandy beach, pulling her hiking shoes from her feet and putting her socks inside them. The cool sand squished between her toes and she wiggled them, laughter spilling from her lips as the rare pleasure ran over her. She picked up her shoes and walked down to the edge of the water, where she started stripping down. She cast a shy glance over her shoulder, confirming to herself that she was alone. Satisfied, she slowly slid her shorts over her hips and down her slim legs. Dropping them onto her discarded shoes, she pulled her shirt over her head and let it drop atop the others in a crumpled heap. Her panties were next and she pushed them past her knees onto the sand. Then quickly unclasped her bra and let it drop unceremoniously as she stepped towards the water. She walked in slowly, the water a fair bit cooler than she had expected against her heated skin. It crept up her legs, past her knees, lapping gently around her thighs. She dipped her fingers in, creating patterns over the smooth surface. A smile on her face, she continued her slow introduction, her fingers still swirling. When the water first touched her smooth lips, a look of shock quickly replaced the smile, and instinctively she rose to her tippy-toes. Her tongue darted over her lips and she lowered herself back into the water, relishing the way it touched her. She took another step, and as her legs parted, it felt like thousands of little tongues gliding along her skin. Sara stopped again and took a deep breath, closing her eyes. Then she dove beneath the surface and began swimming at a leisurely pace. Her blonde hair shone like gold as it flowed behind her like a slipping halo. She emerged a few yards from where she'd started. Letting her legs fall below her, she tried to touch the bottom. Her head dipped back under the water and she kicked gently. At least she knew somewhat how deep this part was. She stretched her legs back, kicking her feet until her buttocks skimmed the surface and began swimming farther out into the lake. The water licked at her body as she slid through it effortlessly, joy coming with the sense of freedom. The water was an amazing shade of transparent green-blue. In the dimming light the bottom remained hidden. Except for that! Her eyes spied the sparkling item as she swam directly over it. She curved her body back around in an arc and stopped lazily overhead, treading water easily as she scanned the depths in an attempt to locate what had sparkled at her. There! She dove beneath the surface, kicking her way down. Darkness closed in, yet that sparkle acted like a beacon as she swam towards it. Stretching her arms out, both hands dug into the lush sand, grazing the thing as bubbles emerged from her lips, diminishing her air supply. She flipped around, kicking off the ground to propel herself faster. She burst above the surface, sucking in gulps of air. After a few breaths she dove back down, determined to get whatever it was that was calling for her attention. She pushed herself down faster this time, hands outstretched and ready. Her fingers sunk into the sand and again she began to drag them over the soft surface until her fingers grazed something hard. She grabbed it and allowed her body to glide back to the right way up. The water allowed a small amount of the remaining light into its hold and Sara simply floated, turning the shell over in her hands, squinting through the water at it as she gradually returned to the surface. Inches before she managed to get her next mouthful of air, she was stopped. Something had wrapped around her ankle and held her steadfast in its iron grasp. Seaweed?! The assumption instantly brought with it, panic. She kicked with both feet, trying to escape, and in doing so allowing her precious air an exit. Her eyes widened in fear. (Oh how she hated seaweed!) It now wrapped around her other ankle as well and she felt the water rushing past her as she was towed back into the dark depths. She looked down at her captive legs, hoping to see how to untangle them. She couldn't hold her breath much longer. That's not seaweed... Her eyes were obviously playing tricks on her. Lack of oxygen was already phasing her. But as she watched, her captor wrapped around her calves, gliding higher along her body, moving quickly. She felt something sliding up her back, and again felt the sensation of little tongues caressing her. It slid under her chin and across her face, covered her nose and mouth. Shocked, she gasped, eyes widening at her stupidity. But instead of inhaling water and choking, she got a mouthful of air. Confused, although not wanting to suffocate, she gulped greedily at the offering, clearing her mind in doing so. Her gaze returned to her legs, continuing to search for a way to escape. The tentacle like creature, (Sara could only make out a foot or so more of the thing) wrapped more efficiently around her body. They got to her knees and stopped, holding her legs still. The reflex to kick, to try to swim, was suspended and before she knew it, her arms were apprehended as well, wrapped to her elbows. She was held spread-eagle, suspended in the water for anyone who cared to watch. A fifth appendage snaked through the water and circled her flat stomach, wrapping around her once while it fed itself more slack to slither up her body. Her small pert breasts were instantly claimed as the tip of the tentacle flicked over her nipples causing her body to writhe. Her nipples, already perky due to the chill of the water, felt over sensitized as the thing rubbed at them. Between her legs she felt something graze high in her inner thigh. Oh god! That better not be a fish! Her mind panicked irrationally. The tentacle she couldn't see slid against her leg again, in warning that it had arrived. It slid over her smooth lips, parting them and touching every inch of that sensitive private area. It slid over the outer lips in gentle caresses, almost seeming amazed at the smoothness. Sliding back and circling her labia then gliding up again to touch the hardened nub of her clitoris. It went back down the other side, resting again at her labia. Her entrance was slick with her own juices, and this excited the creature, urging it to slip into her without further delay... The first tentacle was still pushing against the walls of Laura's vagina. It could feel the muscles contracting and flexing, grasping it seemed. It came to a fragile resistance, and excitement coursed through it, making it shudder, which felt like a small pulsing vibration to the struggling victim. She groaned again in despair, tears of frustration and fear filling her eyes, blurring the vision of the purplish tentacle that was pulsing into her mouth. She couldn't see the others that were restraining her and wrecking havoc upon her inexperienced bod, but she could feel their every move. The last tentacle that had arrived to the writhing body caressed both nipples at once, sliding, grasping and squeezing at them, forcing responses from the host. Water lapped around her, adding to the alien sensations, and bringing with it something new: Pleasure. Although she was appalled to even consider the idea. A sharp pain radiated from her most secret valley, but was gone as quickly as it had come and she had the fleeting doubt if it was real. She had her answer almost immediately as what felt like a flood entered her body. It pushed farther into that core, into her inner most heat, stretching her to new dimensions, pushing deeper. It paused at her cervix, seeming to massage her from the inside out. It rubbed against her inner walls and, it felt to her, gained more girth. Growing wider and stretching her labia apart, sliding against her clitoris. Her body was slick and she couldn't be certain if the lubricating substance was coming from her intruders or her own treacherous body. Her hips jerked suddenly, her muscles contracting and grasping at the tentacle as an orgasm coursed through her. Spasms ripped through her and her own juices liberally lathered the goo filling her, adding to its own source of lubricant. Instinct had her body bucking, (as much as it could, restrained as she was), trying to grind against the source of pleasure. She groaned again, and this time it sounded more like a moan of pleasure than one of despair. The tentacle in her mouth seemed to coat her in a numbing substance as it slid deeper. It got to the back of her throat when her moan vibrated through her, vibrating around the pulsating entity. Pleasure rippled through its purple hued goo-like being and it surged on while the tentacle at her breasts seemed to work effortlessly to draw struggles from the girl. It too, felt the vibrations and tightened around the captive flesh, bringing forth another moan as she tried to buck up towards the caresses. Her skin (or what was left visible to her searching eyes) rose above the restless waters and she caught a glimpse of her upper torso which was covered in the dark purple transparent slime. It surrounded her generous tits, squeezing and pulling at them, as if trying to milk her. Even watching as she was, she couldn't help the pleasure that was rising in her. The craving. Her eyes widened even more (if it was at all possible) as she witnessed what this... this thing was doing to her. Her nipples seemed unnaturally enlarged and she could see their dark centres even through the murky darkness of the goo covering her. It almost felt as if it was entering her... but that was impossible, wasn't it?! But her suspicions were confirmed as her breasts began to swell... Her awareness of what was happening to her tits was shattered as another sensation crashed through her body. Her head pushed back against her restrained wrists and her eyes rolled back, eyelids snapping shut. Her labia, as wide as it was stretched, was pulsating as the tentacle presently occupied there pushed something through her... She was stretched as wide as she could go, in her current stance, the entity filling the entire space between her knees. A second orgasm ripped through her, and another. In rapid succession a third followed. What was causing this?! She screamed into her gag, her heels thrust against the bottom of the tub, elevating her hips for better access. As her bottom rose off the tub another tentacle emerged to take advantage of this opportunity. It slid under the ridiculously large appendage lodged in her channel, and pushed between the tight cheeks to reach her back door. It poked and prodded, searching for the entrance. It didn't take long to find, and it quickly slid in. Its size was on the slim side, as to not shock her, but nonetheless, her eyes shot open and she, not thinking, tried to open her mouth to scream. Her jaw widened a fraction of an inch and the current goo there grew thicker, forcing her to hold that pose. The tentacle between her thighs drew another egg from the depth of the hidden body and pushed it inside of her, causing a ripple in her womb and yet another convulsion of her body. Her back door was widened as the newcomer forced its real girth to stretch her. It slid deeper, and as if prematurely, started pumping her full of colourless goo as it came uncontrollably into her depths. It brought forth a chain reaction from the others, as if they were all one, and the cum poured from them, filling her every crevasse, coursing into her body. She felt the thickness of it running down her throat and pumping into her stomach; it came so much, it began to flood around the slightly deflated tentacle and slip back into her mouth to pour from her lips and drip down her chin.