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She Wants Me

By: ainu2



I live in a very small apartment in Santa Monica, just a block from the beach. I'm one of a varying group of people that get together on the beach, in bars and at parties. It's an informal group that changes in size and membership, perhaps amorphous is the right description. We're all in our mid-twenties. Well, maybe one or two in their early thirties and one or two in their earlier twenties. There can be forty or fifty of us or only a dozen or so, depending on when and where we are and what's happening. Most of us are college graduates with decent jobs but not all. Some of the girls are nurses, some secretaries, some doing I don't know what. I'm male, twenty six, six-foot one, one hundred eighty five pounds, brown hair bleached by the sun to almost blond, in decent physical shape. Not movie star handsome by any means but nice enough looking that I tend to get along okay with women.

In the group fairly often is a girl named Gloria. In my mind I call her Glorious. She is drop dead gorgeous. Sort of a Keira Knightly face on a Jessica Alba body. That is, exceptionally pretty with the sexiest body possible. Breasts that are almost too large for her body, D cups anyway. Almost no waist, great firm ass, lovely legs. Dark hair, almost black, blue eyes that are sort of green. She works in the same place as the girl friend of one of the other guys in the group so that's how she first showed up. 

In addition to being gorgeous, she's actually good to be around. Physically active, swimming, body surfing, playing beach volleyball. It's difficult for me to play volleyball with her because just looking at her gives me a hard on. I mean, she is sex on the hoof. I'd love to get with her but every other male in the world hits on her constantly. There's always one or more guys hanging around her. Besides, anyone that perfect is out of my league, why even try when I'm sure to be beaten out by some adonis or millionaire. I mean, there are guys around that are probably just as appealing to girls as Glorious is to me and I doubt if I'm one of them.

I don't avoid her. We've talked often over the last six months or so since she first showed up. We've played on the same and opposite volleyball teams, they're always just pick ups of whoever is around. She's had her arm around me laughing when I manage a good remark about something or some one. We've been next to one another in bars and at parties, talking and touching. But I've never made a move on her. Frankly, she scares me. She's too much. I know I'd be put down and it might screw up my activities with the whole group. I'm willing to just daydream about her, fantasize a little. I'm sure she'd be a terrific fuck.

It's a Friday night. I went out with a couple other guys and had some beers. It's about one o'clock in the morning and I'm in bed when my phone rings. "Jack, his is Gloria. Look, I'm sorry to bother you at this time of night but I'm at this bar and I think I'm a little woozy and there's a creep here that's trying hard to get at me and I wonder if you can come by and pick me up and take me home."

Gloria? Calling me? For help! "Sure," I say, "what bar, where, I can be there in about twenty minutes." She thanks me, apologizing again for bothering me. I get out of bed, quickly pull on some boxer shorts, wash pants, a polo shirt, get on some white socks and slip on shoes and I'm out the door. I did remember my wallet and keys. What's going on? Gloria calling me? I think of all kinds of possibilities as I drive to where she is. It's probably closer to fifteen minutes when I enter the bar, really a fairly nice restaurant with a bar. She's standing at the bar wearing one of those ubiquitous little black dresses. Totally drop dead gorgeous, oozing sex appeal. 

"Jack!" she almost yells when she sees me. I walk toward her and she sort of lurches toward me, ending up wrapping her arms around me and giving me a huge, wet kiss, pressing that perfect body against me. She then almost whispers, "I told the creep my boyfriend was coming to get me so act like that's who you are." She then gives me another kiss and I put my arms around her and she opens her mouth some and shoves her tongue into my mouth and we have a long kiss. I'm getting very hard. I know she's drunk but this is still something very, very sexy. 

She then leads but almost pushes me to the door. We walk a half block to my car as she leans on me and thanks me a couple times, repeating herself. We get to the car and I open the passenger door and she wraps her arms around me and starts another very sexy kiss. So I react and kiss back. That sexy body is pressed against me. I finally get her in the car and I go around and get in. I almost know where she lives but am not sure of the address so I ask her and she tells me. On the phone she had said to take her home and didn't say whether her home or mine but I didn't have the nerve to even suggest taking her to my little place.

It isn't far to the apartment building where she lives. She's leaning over, her head sort of on my shoulder, her one hand on my thigh as I drive. Maybe she's going to pass out and I'll have to carry her up to the apartment she shares with another girl. But as we get to the building, she tells me to drive in to the parking spaces underneath and even points out the one I should use. I go around to open her door and help her up and out and she's all over me again, kissing me and thanking me. But really, seriously kissing me with lots of tongue. I have to do all of this with an erection, trying to hide it from her and not poke her with it. 

We get upstairs to her door. She fishes out her keys and unlocks the door and she goes in, grabbing my hand and pulling me along with her. She closes the door behind us and pulls me down a short hall into her bedroom. I don't fight her but I'm not sure what I'm doing in her bedroom, I feel like I should get out of there. "I need to go to bed," she says as she kicks off her shoes. She reaches over her shoulder and points and says, "Unzip me, Jack."

I unzip the back of the little black dress which seems to then fall all on its own onto the floor. She's standing there, her back to me, in nothing but panties and bra, both colored black, to match the dress, I guess. She needed help unzipping the dress but reaches up behind her and unfastens the bra all on her own, and tosses it to the side. She then turns to face me and I'm looking at her beautiful, full, perfect breasts. "Uh, Gloria, I'm still here," I stutter out. I'm assuming she's very drunk.

"That's the whole point," she says, grinning at me. She then sits down on the edge of the bed, facing me. "Take off my panties,' she says. I kneel down on the floor, facing her and reach out and get my fingers into the waist band of her panties. She lays back and lifts her hips and I pull and start sliding them down over her hips. She lifts her legs up, together, and I slide her panties all the way off. She then lowers her legs and moves one to be on the other side of me, so I'm kneeling there looking at her pussy, her legs on either side of me. I may be hallucinating but I'm pretty sure she spread her legs on purpose, opening herself up more.

Her pussy isn't shaved but the hair is trimmed and I suspect she does shave some on the sides because she has this fairly small mop of dark curly hair above her slit and that slit is slightly open and I can see the light glistening on the moisture in her. I want to dive in and start tasting her but I'm much to nice a person so I say, "Uh, Gloria, I think you're drunk and I don't want to take advantage of you."

She's laying back, her butt on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide on either side of me. "I'm not nearly as drunk as you think and you won't be taking advantage of me," she says in a steady voice. Her legs bend around me and her heels push on my butt, pulling me toward her body. "I want you to do whatever you want." I lean down a little and get my face to her and push my tongue into her and lick up a little. "Aah," she says, "Now you're doing exactly what I want."

My first sex with a girl was with a neighbor. I was in high school and she was home briefly from college. For some reason, mostly just my being available I think, she decided she would use me to satisfy her needs. She taught me how to satisfy her, how to eat her and how to fuck her. I've been using that knowledge ever since and so far each of the girls I've been with have seemed to enjoy it. 

I did Gloria's pussy with everything I knew how to do, licking, sucking, finger fucking her. When she came, her juices getting all over my face, I just kept at it. She moaned and yelled and was telling me to stop, she couldn't take anymore, at the same time her hands were on my head holding me to her, urging me on. When she appeared to cum a second time, I pulled my face back. I had no intention f stopping, though. I just took a minute or so break to get my clothes off. I then picked up her legs, swung them around onto the bed and climbed on next to her. I spread her legs and get my very erect cock aimed at that delicious pussy and started pushing in. She spreads her legs more, put her arms up around me and started shoving her hips up, letting me know she wants more and more.

I purposely bang her as hard as I can, as fast as I can. There definitely is a time for nice, slow, love making but this is a time for the hottest sex possible. In my mind, I'm into a one-time thing that I might as well make the most of. I'm not aware of any one else ever fucking her, although she undoubtedly has fucked before, the way she's acting with me. But I don't think she's a slut, fucking around a lot, so I figure I need to make the most of it while I can. 

A couple minutes into pounding into her, I realize that I'm not using a condom. My first concern is disease. But, I'ms already in her so it's too late to do anything about that. The second thought is pregnancy. So, while we both grunted as I bang her, "I ask, "Are you on the pill?"

"Yeah," she says back, between breaths, "Just fuck me and fuck me forever. This is so good." Then she's back to grunting each time I slam into her, moaning as I pull out again. If her room mate is here, I'm sure we must have wakened her because Glorious is not a quiet fuck at all. Finally I cum. I'm sure she came at least once, perhaps more. I pull out and flop to her side. She rolls over to almost climb on top of me. She kisses me. I can feel her breasts against me and her pussy leaking on me. I put one arm onto her ass and another around her shoulders and kiss back. She has a great ass, I massage around on it a little as we kiss off and on again, over and over.

Those breasts against my chest make me realize that I've dreamed about getting at them and now they're available. So I hold onto her and roll over so that I'm not quite on top of her. "You're not leaving are you?" she almost yells.

"No," I tell her, "I'm just wanting to get at that gorgeous body of yours." I kiss her again and get my hands to her breasts. The greatest breasts I've ever seen in my life, I think. Full and sort of firm yet soft. Female breasts and asses have that feeling like nothing else. At least Gloria's does. I slide down just a little to get my face as well as my hands to them. They're truly magnificent. I caress them, sort of lift them a little to weigh them in my hands, kiss them, back and forth between them. I get my lips around a nipple and lick and suck, then to the other one. "You have the greatest breasts in the world."

"I'm glad you like them. They get in the way a lot, I'd probably have had them reduced but I can't afford it."

"Oh, don't do that. They're a work of art. So full. You can probably feed twins if the time ever comes for that." That seemed stupid to me once I said it but it must have hit her some how because she grabs my head and pulls me up a little and gives me a really big kiss, tongue and all, almost like she's trying to swallow my mouth. Then she rolls onto me again and slides down and kisses my chest, licks my nipples. She doesn't stop, though, kisses on down over my stomach, reaching ahead to grasp my cock with one hand. Then she's kissing my cock. It hasn't been long since we fucked and I came so I'm still soft but that kiss makes my cock jump just a little.

"Maybe this could help make those twins," she says as she licks it some more and it starts to react. Not only is it not hard yet but it's got a combination of our juices on it, yet she starts to lick it even more, taking the head into her mouth and licking and sucking on it. Her other hand is fondling my balls, sort of rolling them around and playing with them. I get harder and harder and as I do she takes more and more of me into her mouth. She pulls loose long enough to look up at me and grin. "You have a really nice cock, Jack," she says and then swallows me again. licking and sucking as though she really is enjoying it. 

She pulls her mouth loose again but keeps hold of my cock as she moves around to climb on me and lift herself up so that she can get her pussy hovering above me as she aims me properly and slowly drops, taking me up inside her again. "You have no idea how good this feels," she says as she wiggles her hips around.

I can feel all of her movements as her insides grasp my cock tightly. I'm looking at the prettiest girl I've ever known with absolutely the best body possible and beyond all reason, she's fucking me. She's fucking me, she wants my cock in her and she drop dead gorgeous. I already had an erection but I know I get about as hard as ever I've been, just realizing what an absolutely fabulous experience this is. 

She rides me for several minutes. Lifting up and dropping down, then just rotating her hips and wiggling, then back to up and down again. She has a big smile and makes plenty of noises of satisfaction. Not words, just moans and little shrieks. I lay there and enjoy it but slowly get more and more aroused. I want to fuck her now. I sit up as much as I can, reaching around to hold her body to help me up. She's now sitting on my lap and I rolls us some, never letting my cock leave her, until she's on her back and I'm over her. I start pushing into her and out again. She wraps her arms and legs up around me and holds on and I go faster and faster. 

I know that I'll last awhile, having cum just a few minutes before. Apparently the opposite happens for her because I can feel her orgasm in just a few minutes. Her insides grasp me even tighter, she yells, her body jerks some, she wraps herself to me even tighter. I keep on fucking her, pounding into her. We're both sweating. She's making faces that could be of pain but I know they're really of arousal. She grunts with each of my strokes. I must fuck her for fifteen minutes, it seems like hours. I finally push as far into her as possible and hold it there as I shoot off inside her. 

She collapses and so do. I roll off to the side. The next thing I know, I slowly wake up and see that it's light. There's a brief moment of wondering where I am when I remember last night. I can feel something at my cock and glance down. Gloria is holding my cock, slowly masturbating me while her head lays on my thigh and she just looks at it, smiling. I sit up a little to look down better. She must feel the movement and looks up at me with a big smile. "Good morning," she says. "I need a shower and I think you do, too." She sits up and reaches for my hand as I sit up. We both get off the bed and walk together, holding hands. 

This is the best shower of my life. Our two bodies are a little crowded, so I'm up against the greatest body ever all the time, one way or another. I get to feel those terrific breasts, that great butt, kneel down and run my hands all over those beautiful legs. Maybe even better, she does the same to me. In between everything we kiss over and over, some big smooches, some quick little ones.

I have an idea and step out of the shower for a moment to get a plastic glass. I hold it under the shower and fill it, then kneel down and get my face to her crotch. I ask her to spread open some. I gulp a mouthfull from the cup, maneuver myself almost under her, use my hands to spread her pussy lips open, get my mouth to her and spew out the mouthfull. Giving her a warm water douche in my own way. She giggles and comments but from the way she acts, I know she loves it. So I do it several times until the glass is empty. Then I just lick in her for a minute or so, then stand back up so we can get out bodies togetheer and kiss some more. 

She kneels and gets to work on my cock and balls., using her hands and mouth. She sucks on my cock, getting the whole thing into her mouth and part way down her throat for a moment. She tells me she doesn't want to make me cum, there's a better place for my cum. She then stands up, lifts a leg to the point that I take hold of it, and brings her pussy to my cock. She asks me to bend my knees a little and let my cock slowly drop down so that she can get her lips over the head. I then push up, entering into her. She holds on, her hands around my neck, raises her other leg and rests her whole body on my cock. I turn some to get her back against the wall and then start really fucking her. She's kissing my face, my shoulders, moaning and grunting, and I fuck on and on. I can feel her cumming well before I ever get there but finally I do, too. She lets herself down and we stand there and kiss, letting the water run down over us, rinsing us some more.

"I think I need cleaned out again," she tells me. So I refill the glass. She sits on the side of the tub, facing into it, and spreads her legs wide, using her own hands to open her pussy as much as possible. I get down there with a mouthful of water and spurt it into her, then another mouthful, and then just some additional licking. As we leave the bathroom after drying each other, she reaches behind us to feel my butt, so I do the same to her.

We discuss what to do today and decide to go to the beach where a number of our friends will be. While I dress in my clothes from yesterday, she works on some face make up and brushing her hair, then packs a small bag with her bathing suit and towel and stuff. We then take my car to go to my apartment, where I can shave and get ready for the beach.

She comments on what a small place I have and I tell her that all I do is sleep here and sometimes watch some TV. I get out of my clothes to shave. I'm nude, in the bathroom at the sink, when she comes in, also nude, and stands behind me, pushing that sexy body up against me and reaching around to take hold of my cock. I hurry up and finish and then turn and lift her up and cary her to the bed where I lay her on her back and get between her legs and start pushing my cock into that nice, warm tight, pussy again. 

She cums, I keep on pounding into her. She cums again and then I do. I pull out and we lay next to one another. "I don't know what I've done to deserve this," I tell her, "but I sure hope you don't change your mind. We've been around one another for several months, what brought this on?"

She looks at me and sighs, "I guess I might as well be honest. If this ever works out like I hope it does, I'll need to always be honest with you. But I'm a little afraid I'll scare you off. You know I work with Marie, Don's girl friend. They're getting married."

Don and Marie, sure I know them, spend a lot of time with them. Marie tells me I'm like her favorite brother. "Yeah, I know. They seem to get along great, it seems like a good thing for them," I reply.

"Well, when Marie and I talked after Don proposed to her, I told her that I'd sure like to find the right guy and settle down and raise a family. All I do is meet a bunch of creeps that try to get in my pants. She told me that she knew a guy that would make a great father and husband, which is why I started hanging out with all of you. You're the guy she thought would be the good father and husband."


She Wants Me



"I began to believe she was right." she goes on. " You're nice, kind. I mean, you agreed to come out in the middle of the night and get me at the bar. You have a good sense of humor, laugh a lot and even make some witty remarks. You get along with everyone. You seem to have a good job, be dependable. And you're actually very good looking. But you never made a pass at me, never asked me out."

"I was scared to," I tell her. "You've got to know that you're drop dead gorgeous. You should probably end up with some millionaire or famous jet setter, not someone normal like me. And, you always had a couple guys hanging around. I was sure that if I tried anything, I'd just fail. You're out of my league. But I've always found you sexy and desirable. The first time I ever saw you and heard your name, Gloria, in my mind you became Glorious, the unobtainable dream."

She kisses me and holds me close to her. "Well, I was obtainable. And everything about you was just what I wanted. The one unanswered question was sex. Would we be any good at sex together. So I set up this whole thing. I wasn't drunk at all. I called you like that to get you into my bed. And I have to tell you that you are absolutely terrific at sex. You're the fourth male I've been with and by far the best. I'd be very happy to spend the rest of my life fucking you." Then she kisses me again. I kiss back.

"I don't know how I can even ask this, laying here naked, next to the sexiest girl I've ever even dreamed of. But if I understand you, I've just been auditioned to be your husband and I've passed. What about love? Nothing you've said includes any mention of love and a lot of people seem to think love is the whole reason to marry."

'Well," she replies, slowly, thinking how to say it, "I have an AA degree in Finance and work as an accountant. I guess I have a very practical mind, not a romantic one. People have been getting married for practical reasons for years and they've ended up very successful. I've talked to older women married for awhile and they all claim that living together, working together on common aims, raising a family, ends up with the two people more in love than when they first married. At first it was more lust than love but in time, it's real love. I'm not saying we should get married today, I accept that we need to get to know one another better, just to make sure. But I already know about you. Now you need to learn to know about me and see if you agree with me. One thing you said yesterday made me know even better that you want to get married some time was when you said that my large breasts could feed twins. No male could think about breasts feeding babies unless they've thought about having babies. Most guys just think of breasts as sex symbols."

"I have to admit that this is all a surprise," i tell her. "I think you are the most beautiful and the sexiest female I've ever seen and I'm so happy that you've chosen me to be your sex partner, all I want to do for now is continue our relationship. I can't imagine anything better in the world. If it's o.k. with you, lets just continue on and see what happens. I'm pretty sure that I would be an idiot not to want to stay with you forever but this has happened so quick, I need a little time. Okay?"

"Yes. I never expected an immediate decision. But we have a decision to make now. Do we put on our bathing suits and go down and join everyone on the beach and you eat me when we get back or do you eat me now? Because I've never felt anything as great as you licking me."

"How about now and then again when we get back from the beach?" I ask her as I start moving down between her legs. She moves out of my way and sits on the side of the bed, spreading her legs open wide. 

"This position worked great that first time, let's use it again," she tells me. So I kneel on the floor and lean my face in and get to work on her delicious pussy, a little tastier and juicier now than that first time. I do everything I know, licking and sucking and finger fucking her and it doesn't take long before she's giving out little screams and getting juicier and juicier. I can see enough to know that she's propped up on her elbows some, watching what I do and using her fingers to tweak her nipples. Then in a little more time she cums. Cums loud and wet and falls back on the bed as if she's worn out. I lean back a little and then stand up. She looks at me and smiles. I'm definitely fully erect. I guess licking her turned me on. She sits up and then starts to slide forward to get off the bed. "You can't try and force that big think into a bathing suit," she says. "Sit down here and let's change positions and see if I can help you."

I do as she says and in no time, she's licking my cock, sliding her hand up and down it, playing with my balls. She gets her lips over the head and slowly slides down, swallowing about half my length, licking and sucking. She slides back up, looks up at me with a dirty grin, "I've watched girls doing this on the 'net a lot. I've always wanted to try it." With that she starts swallowing me again. I'm not sure what she means, since she's sucked me a couple times before but as she bobs her head up and down I begin to realize that the other times she was sort of appreciating or loving my cock and this time she's trying to make me cum. On the one hand, I want to. I want to feel it, I want to let her succeed at what she's trying. But the reality is that I've cum so often that I know I'm going to last a while this time. But I underestimated the effect of a strong mouth working hard, aided by her one hand sort of masturbating me as much as it can. I cum. Not as much as if I hadn't unloaded a couple times already today but enough to give her a taste of my semen. "That's a different taste," she says, swallowing and licking her lips, still holding my softening cock with one hand. "I'll need to try it a number of more times to see how much I like it."

We put on our bathing suits and walk to the beach. Gloria is in a rather brief two-piece and if I fuck her a million times, that body is always going to arouse me. She is truly glorious. A dozen or more friends are in the usual place so we spread out our towels and stuff and head to the water. We each body surf several times -- the waves really aren't much but it's fun even if it's rather tame. As we walk out of the water, heading back to our group, Gloria is tight up against me and feeling my ass, so I put my arm around her waist. 

We get back to our towels and lay down and both of us start spreading sun block or lotion on. She hands me hers and lays on her stomach and I spread it on her back and the back of her legs. As I get up near the top of her thighs she spreads her legs some and sort of moans softly. Then she does mine, spending extra time to feel my body, or at least it feels like that's what she's doing. Later, we get in a volleyball game. We're on the same side. I almost wish she was across the net so that I could look at her more. I get at least the beginnings of an erection looking at her beauty and great body and I don't get to look as much when she's next to me or behind me. Neither of us are great players and neither are most of the others but we enjoy it. 

We rotate and as I move to the back, another guy, Nate, comes close and whispers to me, "You're with Gloria now?" I grin and nod yes and he gives me a thumbs up. When the game is over and another set of people move in, we both go and lay down again. I'm on my back and Gloria is next to me on her towel, on her stomach. She spreads her legs so that one of hers touches one of mine and she reaches out and puts a hand on my stomach. Her head is turned toward me.

She rubs my stomach lightly and almost whispers, "Jack, you've changed me. I feel different than I ever have before."

"How's that? I reply, turning my head toward her.

"I'm constantly aroused and I never used to be. Right now I want us both naked, you on top of me so I can feel your whole body with you inside me moving and making me have another orgasm."

I smile. "If we do that here I think we'll get arrested."

Still whispering so no one else can hear, she says "Oh, I can wait a little bit until we get back to your place. It's just that I have never, ever felt like this before. It's only been a half day or a little more since I got you into my bed last night and we've had more sex than I've had before in, oh, probably a week or more, maybe a month. In the past, we'd fool around a little and finally get to fucking and then we'd both go home or back to the dorm or whatever. Most of the time I wouldn't even have an orgasm and I would give myself one later. But with you the sex never seems to stop and I'm ending up wanting it more and more, wanting you all the time. I'm having almost constant orgasms. I never tasted semen before until just a little while ago with you. I'd sucked a cock as foreplay or to get it hard but never till it came. But with you, I want everything. I even want to do that some more. And I've never felt the way I do when you eat me. It may even be better that actually fucking. But I want it all. And I'm beginning to realize, I think I want it all the time now. I never used to be like this at all."

My reply is, "We better pack up and leave or we both may do something right here that's illegal." She just grins, sits up and starts putting her stuff together, so I do the same. We take a few seconds to talk a little with everyone but in almost no time we're walking away, our arms around each other. Fortunately, my place is only a block away.

Over the next four weeks, the frequency drops slightly but the quality stays high. She is absolutely the most desirable girl in the world for me and it's obvious that she wants me at least as much, maybe more, than I want her. I don't know how I lucked into this. We both also learn more about each other and there's nothing about her that's negative. I like being with her even when we're not naked. We eat together a lot, walk and talk and go to movies and sit and watch TV. And we also get naked a lot, her place and mine.

I have an MBA degree and am a CPA, have a good job as a controller for a high tech division of a much larger company. A couple of the genius type technical guys that I know really well and used to work here have moved north toward San Francisco and started their own company. They called me to let me know that they've lined up venture capital but those money guys tell them they need their own money guy within their new business and so they want me to come join them. I'd get a piece of the company. The worst thing about it could be that once they get a product running, they would sell out to a large corporation. It's unknown for sure but I might end up with a million dollars or so. At the high end, they become another Facebook or Apple and I'd end up with hundreds of millions. Even though I realize they also could fail, the upside is so good that It seems like a no brainer to me, I need to go join them.

Which makes me face a decision. Do I want to get married, do I want to marry Gloria? That night I go to Gloria's right after work. We go into her bedroom and we both get naked and follow what has become our routine. I suck on her luscious breasts and move down and eat her delicious pussy and then we fuck. She then sucks me hard again so she can climb on me and fuck some more. It sounds like it's routine but, boy, doing it isn't routine at all. We both have a couple orgasms. Her maybe even more. By then her room mate has gone out so we order in some food, Chinese, and we sit naked in the kitchen eating the food. I describe the situation to her about the offer to join these guys in a start up business. I also let her know it means moving north several hundred miles. Neither of us are originally from California, our families and history are back east. 

"So," I tell her, "I'm doing it. I've already turned in my resignation to my employer. I'll undoubtedly have to put in long hours. I want you to go with me. I don't want to leave you. It means pulling up stakes from here, means moving in together. If it's still what you want, we should get married, right away or a little later, or whatever you want. I'm not sure whether it's just lust or if it's love, but I sure hope you're going to come with me."

She gets up, walks the two steps it takes and sits on my lap, facing me. Her pussy, still wet from our previous action, is sitting on my cock, which begins to respond, Her terrific breasts are pressing against my chest. She kisses me, puts her arms around me. Her tongue slides into my mouth. While we kiss, she wiggles her bottom. I know she's trying to get my cock to get erect again. I hold her and kiss her back. 

"You sure timed your questions right," she says. "I'm all horny and wanting you, sitting on you naked, trying to get you hard enough to slip into me and you're asking me if I want to sleep with you every night and have sex with you all the time and of course I do. If you've already turned in your resignation, I'll do the same tomorrow and move with you whenever you want. But right now, can you please think about sex for a moment so that you'll get all nice and hard?"

"I should tell you I have an ulterior motive in this," I reply to her. "I want to sleep with you all the time and have sex with you until I die. You are the sexiest female I've ever seen. But I'm just a normal guy. I realize that you seem to think that sex with me is the greatest and I'm very glad you do. But if you marry me, you're committing to be only with me forever and never going off to see if there's someone that might even be better."

"I'm worried that you'll feel stuck with me and get tired of me and you're worried that I'll feel stuck with you and get tired of you," she says back, smiling. "Don't worry. I'll never want anyone else. But once we agree on the timing, I want to have babies and then Jack, you damn well better stick around. Now, enough of this, I can feel you're almost ready, let's get back on the bed and practice baby making some more."

I slid forward on the seat and she wrapped her feet behind me so that when I managed to stand, she's hanging on me, her arms around my neck. It isn't easy to stand up with an extra hundred and twenty pounds hanging on you. I walked to the bedroom, leaning back a little to compensate for her weight plastered against my front. In the bedroom I almost fall forward so that she ensd up on her back and I'm atop her. By then my cock was erect enough, I aimed it at her slit and starting pushing my way in. 

I'd already cum a couple times. With Glorious, I'd learned long ago that once she cums for the first time her later cums come faster. With me, it's the opposite. Once I've cum a couple times, I can almost fuck forever before I cum again. Anyway, she's all wrapped up around me, our bodies are almost glued to each other and I'm pushing in and out of her as fast and hard as I can. She's into "fuck me, fuck me" and "ohmigod this is so great" and "Jack you're the greatest" and then just a bunch of moans and grunts moving to a small scream as she has another orgasm. I can feel her insides grasping me, the fluids coming around my cock.

I pull back, all the way out. "Roll over" I tell her and she does. I grab her hips and lift them a little and she understands and gets her knees under her, her ass up in the air. I kiss and fondle her firm, lovely butt as I move behind her to push into her again. I hold onto that butt as I push my way into her again, getting that same warm, damp, tight massage of my cock as it forces its way through her insides. I start pounding into her again. I keep it up for a couple minutes then lean over her to reach around and hold her breasts. I continue to fuck her but not with the same force as I fondle her breasts, pull on her nipples. I then slide one hand down to diddle a little on her clit, right above where my cock is sliding in and out of her. This gets a lot of noise out of her, all unintelligible moans and grunts and shrieks. When I think she's getting to another orgasm I straighten up and hold her butt again so that I can pound into her as fast and hard as I can manage. She goes nuts. Her insides are spasming, she's emitting fluid, she's yelling full voice. She loves it. 

I pull out. She collapses flat on her stomach. I'm still hard. I think I could go another twenty minutes or more if she can handle it. "Want to climb on and ride me?" I ask her. She turns her head and looks at me, her eyes look up and down my body. She rolls on her side and reaches for my cock, wrapping her fingers around it. She slides her hand up and down. 

"I can't let this go to waste," she finally says in almost a mutter, staring at my cock. "But I don't think I can manage to climb on you. So please climb on me again and let's start over." So I do and she's all wrapped up around me again. "I love the feeling of our bodies all sticky and against one another,' she says as I fuck her. I purposely take it easy although I know that means I'll last a long time. But this has happened before. A nice slow fuck will let her get her energy back again. We must go on for ten minutes. It isn't possible to get bored while I'm fucking this gorgeous creature but it does get to feel repetitive after awhile. She then does what she's done before. "I'm almost sore down there but you need to cum again. Let me suck you for awhile." I pull out and we rearrange ourselves so she can get my cock in her hand and mouth, even though it's coated with our combined fluids from hours of fucking. I think maybe she likes it better than when it's clean, just out of the shower.

She's slow and almost loving at first, seemingly just enjoying having my erect cock at her disposal. But she slowly starts getting more and more energetic about it, bobbing her head up and down, masturbating me pretty furiously with her hand, almost pulling on my balls with her other hand. I finally shoot off. She gets a taste rather than a full mouthful. "I think I can taste a little MSG in there from the Chinese," she tells me, grinning as she moves up and lays next to me. We're done til another day.

Over the next couple weeks, in between sex, we work out the details of our move. She calls her mother to tell her we're getting married and moving. We'll actually be moving and then at some later point getting married but perhaps mothers don't want to hear it in that order. From the side of the conversation that I can hear I don't think her mother knew that she even had a boyfriend. I get to hear her describe me to her mother and I grin because I've never thought of me in the terms she uses. She doesn't mention at all that we're good together sexually. I think maybe mothers don't want to hear than either.

Anyway, I drive up north, meet with the two guys starting the business then, with them, meet with the venture capitalists that are providing some money. A lot of interesting shenanigans, us trying to get everything we can and them doing the same. Of course we want to own the company and they want as much of it as possible. I'm not a lawyer and it's obvious that we need a lawyer but I've done enough of this type of thing that we arrive at some general terms. I let the genius electronic guys know that we need a lawyer and fortunately I know the very guy we need so we get hold of him and he agrees to get involved. It means there is one more person that wants a piece of the pie. It's a rough several days but we finally get it all worked out. We also have to come up with our own incorporation papers and a company name and arrange to lease some space where the product can be fully developed, which will certainly mean hiring a few people. I leave my car at the motel where I've been staying and fly back down to drive up again with Gloria in her car.




She Wants Me



Since the first night when she conned me into her bed, we've never spent a day apart. We've had sex at least once every day. Even during her periods we do what we can. She's gotten better and better (and she was good to start with) at sucking me dry. Anyway, I get to the apartment that she's shared with another girl. She's to be all packed, ready to go. And she is. She's also stark naked, wanting enough sex to make up for doing without for a week. I've gone without, too, so I'm more than ready to meet her needs. We're immediately wrapped around one another with big, wet kisses and lots of tongue. When we finally break I hold up a finger, asking for a second, and start getting out of my clothes, which I leave in a pile on the floor just inside the front door.

We then get all wrapped together again with more kissing. I pick her up and carry her into the bedroom, kissing her all the way. I set her down on the edge of the bed and kneel down and get my face into her crotch and go to work, as hungry for her pussy as she is for me to eat her. I've known how to do this for a long time and I've proven it to Gloria many times. She's into moans and shrieks and finally a big orgasm. I sit up, still on my knees, and get my cock aimed at her. She reaches down to help get me into her. I push into her and stand up some, lifting her butt as I do. As I continue to pump into her, I also push her further onto the bed and slowly manage to crawl up and get into the normal missionary position. She wraps her arms and legs around me, pulling our bodies tightly against one another and I keep pistoning into her. She cums and cums loudly and I just keep pounding away until I finally cum, too. 

We're then holding one another and kissing. I'm feeling all over her body. I love the feel of her nice, firm ass, her tremendous breasts. I suck on a nipple and then the other one. She's grabbing at my cock every chance she has as we move around. We really don't talk much at all, to busy enjoying each other's bodies. She finally manages to get into a position where she can get her hands and mouth to my cock and balls and goes to work trying to get me up again. I'm able to work on her pussy some with my fingers but she doesn't move, even with my urging, into position for me to get my mouth to her pussy again. 

When she finally manages to get me up, she climbs onto me, poises high above my cock that she's holding and drops herself down, taking me fully up inside her. While she rides me, I manage to prop myself up enough to get at her breasts with my one hand and mouth. When it gets to much of a strain to stay propped up, I lay back and reach for her clit and massage it as she bounces up and down on me. I'm amazed that my crotch isn't black and blue, the way she loves to really wham down onto me with her full weight. It must feel good up inside her to shove my cock into her fully. She orgasms again and lays down atop me. I hold her, feel her ass some more, then roll her off and get us repositioned so I can get into her again from behind. She's up on her hands and knees and shoving her butt back at me as I hold her hips and pound into her as hard and fast as I can. It's good her room mate's at work because she's loud through all of this. I get her to cum again and then, a little later, I do, too. 

We're both finally sated enough to get dressed, get her stuff into her car, and head north to our new life together. She drives as we move up over the mountain range, her seeing housing developments running for miles out of the LA basin. It reminds you that there are millions of people here. We talk some about most anything. She's interested in the unknown, what we're going to do up north, where we'll live, will she be able to get a job, and I let her know that we'll together find a place that she's happy with and in the meantime we'll spend a few days or more in the motel where I've been staying. We stop at a Denny's and have a lunch. She starts driving again. "I find it difficult," she says, "to spend this much time this close to you and not have sex." We're approaching a turn off into a rest area. There are several up the I-5, with rest rooms and vending machines and lots of parking.

She pulls off and heads into it, going past the rest rooms and finally parking quite a way from any other cars. She grins at me and gets out. So I do, too. She walks around to my side and stops and reaches under her short denim skirt to grab her panties and start pulling them down. She then bends over and pushes them all the way down and steps out of them. She moves to the side where I had been sitting and opens the door. She turns around, lifts her skirt so I can see her bare ass and pussy and sits on the edge of the car seat, her legs spread. "Please" is all she says, looking at me with a glint in her eye. I look around and realize no one can actually see us, the way we're parked, so I get on my knees in the parking lot and get my face to her crotch and my hands on her thighs and start licking her very wet and delicious pussy. "Ooh, I like this so much," she says before starting moaning and making various guttural noises as I work on her, licking her clit and finger fucking her. When she cums, I sit back some and she relaxes back for a moment. Then she sits up, reaches down to start pulling her panties back on. She stands up as she finally adjusts them, pulls her skirt back down and takes my hand to lift me up so that she can put her arms around me and we kiss. "You drive for awhile", she says. The keys are still in the ignition. So I walk around and get in and so does she and we drive off. "That's probably the best rest stop anyone has ever had there," she says, grinning at me. "Thank you."

Another couple hours, I take the cut off over another set of mountains towards the coast, the best way to get up into San Jose and all its neighbors, what's commonly known as Silicon Valley. It's a curving road up and then a curving road down and then through a little valley, all on a nice four lane road, but then onto a two lane road that's still curvy and goes through areas where people raise crops and have fruit stands. We've been talking and she's been pleasant to be with but she reaches over and unzips me and pulls my cock out. She plays with it a little, getting me hard. She then unfastens her seat belt and leans over, getting her head under the steering column to get her mouth and hand to my cock. She starts licking me. I see a gravel drive up ahead that probably leads into a farm, out here it would be called a ranch, and I slow down and pull off the road and come to a stop. There's no way I can drive in traffic on a curvy two lane road while I'm getting a blow job. "I decided I needed dessert," she says, looking up at me and then getting back to work on me. I guess she did want dessert because she doesn't fool around making love to my cock, she just works on it to get me to cum. She's not able to bob up and down as much, she's not in a great position with the steering wheel and all. But she succeeds and gets my load. She licks me dry, swallowing whatever I gave her, pulls back and sits up, licking her lips, and fastens her seat belt. "There, that ought to hold me for awhile until we get to the motel." I start the car and, watching for traffic, pull back out and keep on going. It's about and hour and a half to the motel.



She Wants More than the Tip



(This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. This story deals with similar themes as the stories by wannabeboytoy, seducedHylas, and Dark Betrayal. This story features characters from my stories "The Body of Justice" and "The Hotel Room". It might flesh out this story a bit if you read those stories first, but it is absolutely not necessary to do so. This story stands on its own. Also, I would like to thank my biggest fan for his help preparing this story. I do not condone any of these actions in real life. This is just a story. Enjoy.)

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Ryan arrived at the restaurant an hour early. He knew this had to be perfect.

He hadn't been back here at O'Malley's for a few years now. It still looked the same. It was never the classiest place in the world, but it had character. It was a popular place among college students, which Ryan was when he had first met Anna.

They had both been undergrads when they had first met. He was in pre-med, and she was in pre-law. They had been set-up on a blind date through a mutual friend. It was baffling that they had never met. They were both star students, ivy-leaguers and clearly destined for success. They had first met at this bar and restaurant, O'Malley's. Ryan still remembered how nervous he was when he was entering the bar to meet her. Despite his success in the classroom, he had never been particularly successful with girls. It's not that he was bad looking, quite the opposite, he was actually very good looking. But he was extremely shy. He had had girls hit on him throughout high school and his first few years of college, but he was too shy to notice the signals they were sending out. He was a good guy, friendly and soft spoken. His parents had done a good job with him.

Ryan had walked into the bar that night, nervous, after going a few years without having a date. He was dressed in a polo shirt and khaki's. He looked around, checking for the girl he was supposed to meet. He looked around nervously, until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up into the smiling face of the pretty brunette standing above him.

"Are you Ryan?" she asked. He looked at her. He was shocked to see how pretty this girl was. She couldn't be his date, right?

"Yeah." he said nervously, thinking this girl might be here to tell him his date wasn't showing up.

"I'm Anna." she said, holding out her hand. He shook it quickly, before they sat down. The rest of the night was a blur. Ryan had never been a smooth talker, but he found the words easy to come by as he talked to Anna for hours. The conversation between them was effortless, and Ryan gained more confidence in his words as the night progressed.

Ryan was in awe of Anna. She was so pretty and so easy to talk too. Plus, she was extremely intelligent. She was in pre-law, and you could immediately tell that she would be successful professionally. She clearly had the drive and ambition to go places. This was a feature that Ryan found extremely attractive. And she was so funny and charming. For Ryan, it was puppy love. 

The night ended with them exchanging numbers, and Ryan had to stop himself from calling her immediately. When he did finally call, she was eager to see him again too.

From that point, their relationship was a whirlwind. They spent whatever free time they had together. All their friends said the same thing about them: they were a perfect couple. They were so cute together. They were meant to be.

Ryan grew up quite a bit thanks to Anna. Gone was the nervous, stuttering and repressed teen that got nervous around pretty girls. He was now a confident, charming man. His friends saw a new side of him as he was now more outgoing than ever. People loved the new him. And Anna loved him. And he loved Anna.

Anna had truly turned him from a boy to a man. Ryan lost his virginity to Anna after a few months of dating. As with most first times, it was more awkward than pleasurable. But, in due time, their lovemaking went from awkward to very good. He now saw what he had been missing out on while being a virgin.

So they dated for a few years, knowing in the back of their head that they would get married eventually. Everyone knew it. Why wouldn't they? He was going to be a doctor and her a lawyer. The perfect power couple. They were destined to have a great life together.

The only thing that delayed their inevitable union was their busy schedules. Ryan and Anna were too busy with school to take the time to get married. Ryan knew he was going to propose for awhile, but he was waiting for the right moment. He thought for a long time about the perfect romantic gesture, before he finally came up with the perfect idea. That's what led him back into O'Malley's, on his and Anna's three year anniversary.

Ryan scanned through the restaurant and saw that the table he wanted was open. He walked up to the hostess at the front.

"Hi." Ryan said to the hostess.

"Hi!" the perky hostess said with a bright smile. "How many?" she asked.

"Uh, it'll be two. Could I possibly get that table over there?" Ryan asked, pointing at the open table.

"Um, sure, no problem." she said, grabbing two menus. She led Ryan over to the open table and set the menus down. 

"Enjoy your meal. Alicia will be over soon to serve you." The hostess said with a smile, before walking away. 

Ryan sat there nervously, wanting to make sure everything was perfect. He looked around making sure he knew where everything was. He waited for the waitress to show up. He needed to discuss his plan with her. 

He looked up as he saw a sour looking waitress walking towards him. She looked like she would rather be anywhere else. Ryan spied her nametag, and it said 'Jane'. Ryan sighed with relief as she walked by him. A girl with a sour mood would not have made his plan easy. He so was distracted by the sour looking waitress that he didn't notice his waitress bounce over to his table.

"Waiting for someone special?" A peppy female voice said. Ryan looked up at the waitress standing next to him. He was taken aback by how pretty she was. Stunning really. She had long brown hair down to her mid-back. Her face was gorgeous, with a slight tan. She had big, expressive eyes. She also had full, pouty lips, and she was displaying her bright white teeth as she smiled at him. She looked a couple years older than him, maybe 28 or 29.

"Uh, yeah, something like that." Ryan said.

"Hi, I'm Alicia. I will serve you today. Do you want me to come back when she gets here?" the waitress, Alicia, said knowingly. 

"Well, it might be awhile before she gets here." Ryan replied.

"Well, do you want something to drink?" Alicia asked.

"I'll have a glass of water, thank you." Ryan said.

"Sure, I'll be right back." Alicia said, bouncing away. It was at this point that Ryan realized how good of a body she had. She walked in a way to highlight her great butt, which she had stuffed in a tight pair of pants. It looked round and firm. Ryan shook his head, clearing away his admiration of this waitress's body. He thought about his planned proposal, and how much he needed to let Alicia in on his plans. As Ryan saw Alicia emerge from across the restaurant, holding his glass of water, he noticed something else about her.

Alicia had really big breasts. Like huge. Just massive breasts. And she was wearing a tight blouse to really highlight them. He hadn't realized her tight black blouse was unbuttoned enough to give a hint of cleavage. She must use those to get the tips, Ryan thought.

Alicia returned to the table and set his water down.

"Big date?" Alicia asked with a smile.

"Well, kinda." Ryan said. 

"How can something be kind of a date?" Alicia asked.

"Well, I'm waiting for my girlfriend. It'll still be a while before she gets here. I just wanted to make sure I got this table." Ryan said.

"Why do you want this table?" Alicia asked. 

"Well, this is where we sat on our first date, and this is where I want us to be when I propose." Ryan said. 

"Wait, are you proposing to her today?" Alicia said excitedly. Ryan reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring case. This caused Alicia to clap her hands excitedly, which in turn caused her boobs to bounce up and down, which Ryan noticed. She pulled the chair across from him out and sat down on it.

"Oh my God, this is so cute. Do you need me to do anything? Put the ring in her champagne or something like that?" Alicia said gleefully.

"Well, on our first date, I got her a chocolate milkshake for dessert. She said it was the best milkshake she ever had. So, I'm planning to buy her one for dessert today, and I was wondering if you could put the ring around the cherry on top?" Ryan explained.

"I would love to. This is so cool. I always wanted to do this, to be a part of a big, grand proposal like this." Alicia said, smiling bright. "Are you nervous?" Alicia asked. 

"Yeah, a bit." Ryan said, laughing.

"Well, don't worry, I won't let you down." Alicia said.

"I know." Ryan said. 

"So, do you want me to take the ring now?" Alicia asked.

"Uh, yeah, sure." he said, handing the ring case over to her. She couldn't help herself, and popped it open to check out the ring.

"What do you think?" Ryan asked.

"It's gorgeous." Alicia said, her eyes flashing. She snapped the case shut and looked at him. "I must say, I am jealous of this girlfriend of yours. I just hope, when the man of my dreams proposes to me, he puts as much thought into it as you did." This caused Ryan to blush. "Do you need me to do anything else?" Alicia asked.

"No, just don't give anything away when she gets here." Ryan said with a laugh.

"Don't worry. You're secret's safe with me." Alicia said, bringing her fingers across her lips as if closing a zipper. She stood up.

"You sure you don't need anything. Maybe something to calm your nerves?" Alicia suggested. 

"Well, maybe I'll have a beer." Ryan said with a laugh. She took his beer order. 

"When's the lucky girl gonna get here?" Alicia asked. Ryan checked his watch.

"About 45 minutes." Ryan replied.

"Should I be looking out for her?" Alicia asked.

"Yeah, sure. She's pretty. She has brunette hair, which she usually wears up. Her name is Anna." Ryan said. Alicia nodded. Ryan suddenly realized he hadn't introduced himself. "I'm Ryan by the way." He said, holding out his hand. She took his hand in hers.

"I'm Alicia. If you need anything else, let me know." she said, releasing his hand and walking away with a smile. Ryan sat nervously in his chair, waiting for Anna to arrive. 

As Alicia walked into the kitchen, her smile faded. She reached into her pocket to check out the ring again. The diamond was a little smaller than she would prefer. Alicia knew when a guy proposed to her, he would have to put a big rock on her finger. She would be satisfied with nothing less. 

"What's that?" one of her coworkers, Jane, said.

"Check it out. One of my customers is proposing to his girlfriend. Isn't that romantic?" Alicia said with a smile. Alicia hated Jane. Ever since Jane had started working here she had this attitude that she was better than everyone else there. She had a college degree! Oooohhh. Alicia didn't go to college. She knew everything she needed to know. And ever since Jane started, she had simply been a dreary little bitch. All day, every day, she bitched and moaned about how her husband had left her. By this point, Alicia knew the whole story. Jane's husband had left her for his bitch of a boss. Alicia couldn't really blame him, seeing what a sad sack Jane was. Jane was so hung up on her ex-husband that Alicia doubted she had dated since being dumped. 

Alicia flat out despised her. Jane was no fun to be around, and everyone at the restaurant felt the same way. So Alicia loved to rub her personal life in Jane's face, and how she had men chasing after her. Alicia would discuss her personal life with Jane, even though she knew she hated it. She discussed her dates with Jane, and how men were fawning over her. She loved to piss Jane off and make her feel more depressed.

Alicia studied Jane's reaction. There was a twitch of jealously, and then she gave Alicia a faint smile.

"It's lovely." Jane said, before walking away quickly. Alicia smiled wickedly. She looked at the ring and then looked at Jane's retreating form. Alicia came up with a naughty idea. 

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About forty minutes had passed since Ryan had laid out his plan to the waitress. Alicia had been gone for awhile before chatting with Ryan a little more. She walked up front to notice a plain, boring looking girl standing up front. The hostess had stepped away so there was no one to greet her. Alicia stepped up to help her out.

"Can I help you?" Alicia asked.

"Hi, my name's Anna. I'm supposed to be meeting my boyfriend, Ryan." the girl said, scanning the interior of the restaurant. Alicia gave her a quick look, a look of surprise. A look that said, 'Really? Ryan's marrying this girl? He could do a lot better.' The moment passed.

"Yes, I will show you right over." Alicia said, leading Anna towards Ryan. As they walked, Alicia marveled at how mismatched this couple seemed. Ryan was a stud. He was tall, well muscled and was so damn cute. Plus, he was a sweet heart. A guy willing to put all of that effort into a proposal is a girl's dream come true. But, he was willing to do that for this girl? She was nothing special. A plain looking face, ratty looking hair and she had a dull body. She had no tits, and a bony ass. Plus, her cheap looking black dress did not flatter her at all. Alicia laughed to herself. If he was willing to go this far for such a plain looking girl, imagine what he would do for a girl that was actually attractive?

When they got within viewing distance, Ryan stood up and smiled. Anna walked over and hugged him and gave him a small peck. She sat down at the table across from him, sharing a look that conveyed such love for Ryan. It was clear that these two were definitely in love.

"Well, Anna, I'm Alicia, you're server. Can I get you something to drink?" Alicia said. Anna eyed her strangely before placing her order.

"I'll have a glass of white wine." Anna said.

"You know what, can you bring out a bottle for us?" Ryan asked. Anna looked at him, surprised.

"Sure." Alicia said with a bright smile, before bouncing away to place the wine order.

The rest of the dinner went by smoothly. Anna was surprisingly businesslike with Alicia, but other than that, she was in a great mood. As dinner winded down, Alicia revisited them again.

"So, guys, can I interest you in any desert?" she asked, giving Ryan a meaningful look.

"Uh, I don't think so." Anna said. Ryan started to panic. She had talked up that milkshake for years, saying it was the best she ever had. He had expected her to get one.

"Are you sure? I thought you really liked the milkshake you got here last time?" Ryan said.

"Yeah, but I'm pretty full." Anna said. 

"C'mon. If you don't get it, you'll regret it." Ryan said. Anna thought to herself. 

"Fine. One chocolate milkshake." she said.

"One milkshake coming up." Alicia said, heading back to the kitchen, her time for action now necessary. She waited patiently for the shake to be made. As she watched the whipped cream get sprayed on, and the cherry plopped on top, she knew the time was here. She retrieved the ring, and got ready to place it on the shake.

Ryan waited patiently, his eyes darting towards the kitchen, waiting for the waitress to emerge. He tried to maintain his conversation, but he was too nervous to fully pay attention. Finally, he saw Alicia emerge, carrying a frosty chocolate milkshake. She winked at Ryan as she walked towards him. 

"Here you go." Alicia said cheerily as she set the milkshake in front of Anna.

"Thank you." Ryan said, nodding at Alicia. She smiled and stepped back, wanting to watch the festivities. Anna smiled at Ryan and pulled the glass towards her. As she leaned down to place her mouth on the straw, she saw it. 

On the top of the shake, around the shiny red cherry, was a shiny gold ring. A shiny gold ring with a diamond facing her. Anna's eyes started to glisten with tears. Tears of joy. She looked at Ryan through the tears as she smiled brightly at him. Ryan stood up and grabbed the ring from around the cherry. Then, he got down on one knee. Anna turned to face him head on.

"Anna Franklin, will you marry me?" Ryan said. She nodded and smiled brightly.

"Yes. Of course. Yes!" she said with tears in her eyes. Everyone in the restaurant had been watching them. They started to clap as Ryan and Anna kissed. 

"I love you." Ryan whispered.

"I love you too." Anna replied. As Ryan sat back down, Anna looked at him with such affection. Her cheeks were bright red. Ryan looked over at Alicia. She smiled brightly at him.

"Congratulations." Alicia said. 

"Thank you, Alicia." Ryan said. She nodded at him as she stepped away, letting the happy couple enjoy their moment. 

They basked in their new found engagement. Anna enjoyed the milkshake, calling it the best one she had ever had. As they finally finished up, Alicia returned to the table to drop off the check. Ryan quickly handed over his credit card, which she took to the register. She returned to his table a few minutes later. Anna had gone to the bathroom, so Ryan was waiting alone by himself. 

"Alright Ryan, here you go." she said, handing over the receipt with a pen. 

"Thanks again, Alicia, for all of your help." Ryan said, scribbling down the tip he planned to leave on the receipt. He planned to give her a big tip, equal to the total of the bill, as a way of saying thanks.

"Oh, no problem." Alicia said. "Oh!" she said, reaching into her pocket. She handed him back the ring case. "Here you go." 

"Oh, thanks." Ryan said, grabbing it. 

"All right, Ryan. Have a good night. You're welcome back here anytime." Alicia said. Ryan smiled.

"Thanks." he said. He watched Alicia walk away. He played with the ring case. He opened it, and was surprised to find a piece of folded-up paper inside. He unfolded it, and was surprised to see writing in pink ink. He read what was written.

"Call me." it said, followed by a phone number. After the number was one word. "Alicia." The I's were dotted with hearts. 

He looked up to see Alicia walking into the kitchen. She looked over her shoulder at him, giving him a smirk. 

What the hell?

***********

Ryan was puzzled for the rest of the night by Alicia's actions. Why would she leave him her number? She couldn't possibly be hitting on him, could she? That'd be ridiculous! She took part in the engagement proceedings. She obviously knew he was taken. So what were her intentions? Did she want him as a friend? That would be the only explanation that would make sense. Even if that was the case, he would not be calling her anytime soon.

By the next day, Ryan had moved on from the whole thing. He was too busy telling his friends and family the news of his engagement. It wasn't until the evening that things settled down. Ryan and Anna decided to make their engagement Facebook official. As he went to do so, he saw he had a friend request. He clicked on it. 

"Alicia Tahana has added you as a friend on Facebook"

Ryan saw the picture of the waitress's smiling face in her picture. Ryan generally never turned down a person's friend request, as long as he knew them. He thought, what the hell? It couldn't hurt. He accepted her friend request. 

He changed his relationship status to 'engaged', and scanned the news feed as he waited for the comments to come in. He had a few people say congrats, and he responded and chatted for awhile. Suddenly, a new chat window appeared. It was Alicia.

"Thanks for friending me." she said. 




She Wants More than the Tip



"Well, technically, you friended me." Ryan typed back.

"Well all that matters is that we're friends now." Alicia said. There was a pause before she sent another message.

"Why haven't you called me yet?" she asked.

"I didn't know why you wanted me to." Ryan replied.

"I wanted to thank you for the very large tip you left me." Alicia said. 

"Well, you're welcome. I couldn't have done the engagement without you." Ryan replied, not putting together that she left him her number before he gave her the tip. 

"Thanks!!! But I want to thank you personally. I'll get that number out of you eventually, then we can plan something." she replied. Ryan was confused by this statement. "Listen, I gotta head out to work. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

With that, she was offline. Ryan was a little confused. How did she want to thank him? And, wasn't she a little presumptuous to assume they would be talking again tomorrow? He was confused by this girl. He decided to check out her profile for the first time. 

Her profile was one of those self-pictures with the girl holding the camera above herself so you could see her whole body in the picture. She was giving the kissy face in the picture. And front and center in the picture was her chest, with a few buttons unbuttoned on her blouse, exposing a hint of smooth cleavage. 

Ryan started looking at her wall postings. The last thing posted on it was a new status from the day before that said "I met a boy today!!!" Ryan realized she must have had a busy day yesterday to take part in his engagement plans and to meet some guy. Ryan scanned the rest of her wall. She was one of those girls that had like five statuses a day, many poorly spelled, and most of them trivial. The other things on her wall were posts from her friends or those posts from guys where you could tell that they liked her but didn't realize she was out of their league. She had brushed them off deftly from what Ryan could tell. The other things on her wall were pictures from the various parties she attended. 

Ryan moved on and decided to check out her information. Under interests she had boys, partying, hanging out with her girls, drinking and boy chasing. Her taste in movies was nothing special, mostly crappy romantic comedies. They were the types of movies that showed she had bad taste in cinema. Same with her music choices, just the girly pop music that played on the radio everywhere. 

He looked down at her professional and educational information. Under her school information, she wrote "Skool iz 4 lozerz." He hoped that those misspellings were deliberately bad, but he wasn't so sure. He hoped she was being ironic. Her only other school info was her high school graduation. He was not surprised to see she never went to college. He didn't look down on her for it. He knew a lot of smart, successful people who never went to college. Then he looked at her professional info and saw that she had been waitressing for years at one place or another. She had been at O'Malley's for two years. Ryan realized she was not exactly a world beater, but hey the world needed waitresses. 

Ryan started to look at her photo albums. She had a lot of them. Seventy percent of her pictures were from parties. All of her friends looked like typical airhead party girls. Anna surrounded herself with intelligent, friendly girls, the total opposite of the girls Alicia seemingly hung out with. Ryan didn't think any of Anna's friends would be caught dead with Alicia or any of her friends. 

From her photos, Alicia seemed to like wearing skimpy clothes, since she wore them in most of her pictures. She also preferred skimpy bikinis as well, as the ones she wore in her beach photos showed a lot of skin. And, Alicia definitely knew that she had big breasts, because she took every opportunity to parade them. They took front and center in most of her pictures, but with boobs that big, it would be hard not to. Every shirt she wore was tight and low-cut. Every bikini left most of her breasts exposed. The most revealing outfit was a skimpy witch outfit that she wore for Halloween, and it was so low-cut that it went down to her belly button, exposing the entire length of her excellent, soft-looking cleavage. She always pushed them out, begging to be admired. She was a girl built to handle having big breasts.

Ryan hadn't realized he had been looking at her profile for about a half hour. He had been too distracted to realize he had a bunch of notifications letting him know people had commented on his engagement. On the day after his engagement, he had been too distracted by some waitress's big breasts to thank people for congratulating him on his engagement. 

Ryan had classes for most of the next day and came home to the apartment he and Anna shared. He found Anna on the couch, working on her laptop. As he set his stuff down, Anna looked up at him.

"Hey, did you Facebook friend that waitress we had at O'Malley's?" Anna asked casually.

"She friended me." Ryan replied, hanging up his coat.

"How'd she get your name?" Anna asked.

"Hmm, I don't know. Maybe from my credit card." Ryan said.

"Isn't that a bit creepy, to get some guys name off of his credit card?" Anna asked. Ryan shrugged. He leaned over and kissed Anna on the top of her head.

"You have nothing to worry about. She's harmless." Ryan said, sitting down next to her on the couch.

"I don't know. Something about her bugs me. I got weird vibes off of her at the restaurant, and I'm getting weird vibes off of her now. Look, she went through your page and commented on a ton of your stuff. She's all over your Facebook now." Anna said, clearly irritated by Alicia.

"Do you want me to defriend her?" Ryan asked with a smile, clearly amused by Anna's annoyance.

"Don't make fun of me." Anna said with a laugh. Ryan reached over her and grabbed her shoulder and pulled her into him.

"What do you want me to do?" Ryan asked, snuggling with his fiancée. 

"Just tell her to step off or something." Anna said.

"I think she's just being friendly." Ryan replied.

"Just be careful. I get weird vibes from her." Anna said. Ryan leaned down and kissed her head again. 

"I'll be fine." Ryan said. 

A few hours later, Ryan investigated his Facebook for the first time, and Anna was telling the truth. Alicia had commented on lots of things. She had made little comments on things on his wall and had gone through a lot of his pictures and made comments on those two. Most were harmless. The only one that caused him to squirm was a comment she made on a picture he had of himself shirtless on the beach. She had said "Nice!" in regards to his fit chest and torso. As if on cue, a chat window popped up.

"Hey!!!" Alicia said.

"Hey." Ryan replied. 

"Why haven't you called me yet?" Alicia said. He could practically hear her pout.

"What do you want to talk about?" Ryan asked.

"You'll have to call and find out." Alicia teased. Ryan rolled his eyes.

"Listen, you can't comment on everything on my Facebook like you did." Ryan said.

"Why not?" Alicia replied.

"Because people might get the wrong idea." Ryan said. 

"Did Anna not like it?" Alicia replied.

"No, she didn't. And I'm sure there are others." Ryan said. 

"Well, I'll make you a deal. If you call me, I'll lay off on the Facebook stuff. Okay?" Alicia said. 

"I'll think about it." Ryan said. 

The next day, Anna had classes late but Ryan did not. He went online to check his Facebook, only to find Alicia had commented on more stuff. He knew he had to make a choice. Anna would get mad at him and get the wrong idea if she kept doing this, and Ryan would do anything to prevent jeopardizing his engagement. The only way to stop Alicia was to call her, even though he had no desire to. He didn't even consider defriending her. Ryan hated to make anyone mad. He finally picked up his iphone, pulled out the slip of paper Alicia had written her number on, and dialed in her number. With a sigh, he hit the call button. The phone rang twice before it was answered.

"Hello?" Alicia said.

"Alicia?" Ryan asked nervously.

"Yes. Who's this?" she asked.

"Uh, this is Ryan." Ryan said. 

"Ryan! It's about time you called!" Alicia said excitedly. 

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Ryan asked, not sharing her enthusiasm.

"Well, we have so much to talk about. We don't have to get into that immediately. How are you doing?" Alicia asked.

"I'm fine. And you?" Ryan asked.

"I'm great!" Alicia said. "How's the engaged life?" she asked.

"It's good. Going well." Ryan replied.

"How's school going? I had no idea you're gonna be a doctor." Alicia said.

"It's going well. Listen, is this all we're gonna talk about, because I have things to do?" Ryan said.

"Okay, fine, Mr. Grumpy pants." Alicia said. She paused then continued. "So, you know when you meet people and you get a sense about them? I just got this sense with you. I got the sense that you and I were meant to be great friends. Best friends. So... I was hoping we could hang out... and become the best friends we were meant to be. "

"Hang out and do what?" Ryan asked.

"Best friend stuff. We could just hang out and shoot the shit. We could go see movies together. Maybe hold hands when we walk down the street..." Alicia said.

"Wait, what?" Ryan asked.

"You know, best friend stuff. Holding hands. Maybe we could kiss when we get the chance. Normal best friend stuff. Maybe some naughtier stuff too, if you're game for it." Alicia said. There was a smile in her voice.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Ryan said.

"Well, where I come from, when a guy and a girl are best friends, they fuck each other. I was trying to keep things PG, but I felt like I needed to clear this up. I wanna be best friends with you Ryan." Alicia said.

"What!? Are you serious?" Ryan said, in shock.

"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be?" Alicia said.

"Alicia, wow, I'm not interested." Ryan said.

"Yes you are." Alicia replied.

"Alicia, I'm engaged. I'm off the market." Ryan said. 

"So? I date engaged guys and married guys all the time. It's fine. Engaged guys can still date girls." Alicia said. 

"What are you talking about?" Ryan said. 

"Ryan, I didn't realize you were this dense. I want to date you, Ryan. It doesn't matter that you're engaged. I want you. And if you're honest with yourself, I think you want me too." Alicia said.

"You're crazy!" Ryan said. 

"Ryan, you were flirting like crazy with me when we talked at the restaurant. I caught all the signals. I know how badly you want to date women other than your fiancée. You don't give a waitress a fifty dollar tip unless you want to bang her." Alicia said.

"I'm hanging up." Ryan threatened.

"I just want you to think about one thing before you do. It's the only thing I've been thinking about... Just imagine how hot it would have been... You invited Anna to the restaurant. You planned out this great romantic moment. But when she gets there, you do something unexpected. How hot would it have been if you invited her there, and then you put that ring on my finger? How hot would it have been to propose to some slutty waitress in front of your girlfriend? Just think about that..." Alicia said. With that, she hung up.

Ryan stood there, stunned. He couldn't believe how big of a slut this girl was. She would have to be if she was trying to date a guy who was already engaged. Ryan wasn't afraid of her. She was just a slut. What could she possibly do?

***********

Ryan cut ties with Alicia as best as he could. He defriended her on Facebook, and ignored her when she tried to call. After a few days, the calls stopped, and Ryan figured he was out of the woods. She was just a stupid, slutty girl. Nothing he couldn't handle.

Anna had been suspicious of Alicia ever since she met her. She had been stalking her on Facebook ever since she friended Ryan. She was happy when Ryan defriended her, but Anna was not convinced this bitch was gone for good. Then something strange happened. She had gotten used to seeing an empty spot where it listed mutual friends between her and Alicia, but suddenly, some of her girlfriends appeared in that spot. Alicia had started to become friends with Anna's friends. One after another, her friends became Alicia's friends. Anna contacted some of her friends, and nonchalantly asked them about Alicia. She generally heard the same story. They had met this girl Alicia, and she was a cool girl. Anna couldn't help but think this was an attack against her. 

Anna was further shocked in the coming weeks to see pictures of some of her friends at party's with Alicia. This shocked her more than anything. Seeing her normally reserved, intelligent friends hanging out with that slut. And they were wearing such slutty clothes. She didn't realize her friends had that side to them. 

Anna tried to hang out with her friends, but they always said they were busy. It was infuriating to see the pictures the next day on Facebook of her circle of friends hanging out with Alicia at some party from the night before. And none of her friends invited her! And watching her friends chat like idiots on Facebook with Alicia made her sick! Anna started to distance herself with those girls. If they wanted to be friends with that girl, then she didn't want to be friends with them.

Anna was not convinced that Alicia was done taking shots at Ryan. She snuck a peek at Ryan's phone, and noted that she had been calling and texting him, but he never responded. This made Anna smile. He was a good fiancé. 

But there were other things that caused Anna concern. Things that raised Alicia's threat level in Anna's opinion from minor nuisance to a possible threat. Not a threat to her marriage but a threat to her safety. Every so often when she came home, she would see the same silver car parked across the street. Anna could tell that someone was in the driver's seat, but as she tried to look and see who was there, the car would either drive off, or the shade from the tree the car was parked under would prevent Anna from seeing who was inside. But Anna was pretty sure who was inside. Anna was pretty sure that bitch waitress was inside, watching her, studying her. But Anna didn't know for sure.

Anna wouldn't just see the car at home. At work, she would see the car parked within view of the entrance. Anytime Anna would try to approach the car, it would drive off. This happened a few times. Anna would visit Ryan at work too, and she would see that same fucking car there. Anna knew that bitch was watching them.

But this didn't bother Anna as much as what happened next. Anna came home one day, while Ryan was still working. As she walked in, something seemed off. Things looked like they had been messed with. Pictures slightly moved. Drawers slightly ruffled through. Things were just off. Ryan doesn't come home till late in the day, so it wasn't him that did this. Nothing appeared to be missing, though. Anna went to her bedroom, and she got the same sense that something was off. It looked like her drawers had been gone through. It looked like the bed sheets were ruffled, as if someone had lied on the bed. Plus, there was a smell in the air. A smell she couldn't quite place. Anna didn't know if these things were actually there, or if she was going nuts. But it felt like there was a lead weight in her stomach. For the first time, she was a little afraid of Alicia. If that bitch was capable of breaking and entering, what else would she do?

This didn't just happen once. Every few days, Anna got the sense that someone had been in her home. Things were again off, but nothing was ever missing. Anna just started to wonder why? Why would that bitch, because Anna just knew it was that skank waitress, come into her home and take nothing? Anna started to think that maybe that skank was leaving something behind. Maybe she left a camera or something to spy on them. Anna would drive herself nuts, looking everywhere for a spy camera, but she never found a thing. Anna thought she was going nuts. She couldn't tell Ryan, because he would think she was crazy. He didn't want him to see her like that. Crazy and paranoid with fear. Then, the letters started to come. 

Anna started receiving letters in the mail, with no address. It was as if someone was personally dropping them off in her mailbox. The letters consisted of only a few words each. One of them just said 'Bitch'. One said 'Cunt'. And they just kept coming. They would say 'Ugly', or 'Flat', or 'Plain', or 'Fat'. These words were slanders against her. Anna was confident enough in her looks to not be affected, or at least that's what she told herself. She thought she was pretty, and she didn't think she was a bitch or a cunt. Sure, she didn't have big, bulging breasts, but men didn't care about tits that much. Also, she was happy with her weight. She looked healthy, not fat. She could stand to lose a few pounds, sure, but Ryan didn't seem to mind. 

She knew these letters all came from the same place, because they were all written in lipstick. Deep, red lipstick. And, each of these letters had a signature. A calling card. But it was not a name. It was a kiss. The person who had written these notes had kissed the paper under the nasty words, leaving a lip-print on the paper. Anna had taken off of work a few times, waiting for Alicia to show up, but she never came. Anna didn't know whether she should call the police or just handle this herself. But then, Alicia did something that made up Anna's mind.

Anna got home, and again had that feeling that someone had been inside. She shook it off and went up to her bedroom. She dropped off her stuff and stepped into the bathroom. As she turned on the light and looked into the mirror, she gasped loudly and stepped back. On the mirror were the words, "Ryan will be mine, bitch", written in the same recognizable red lipstick. There was a kiss on the mirror below the words. Anna steeled herself, incensed at Alicia for doing this. Part of Anna was relieved that she wasn't crazy, that Alicia had been in her home. Anna picked up the phone and called the police. This bitch would get it. The dispatcher said they would send an officer out her way soon. 

Within a few minutes, Anna heard a car pull into the driveway. She opened the front door and waited for the cop to get out of his car. The driver's door opened, and Anna was surprised to see the cop was a woman. A gorgeous woman. Anna noticed two things about her immediately: she had big tits and a bad attitude. Anna couldn't help but notice the cop's extremely large breasts, which her uniform top clung to. Anna noticed her body did not quit. Her legs were long, and as she turned to shut her door, Anna couldn't help but notice her nice, round butt. As the cop turned to face her, Anna realized her face held up its end of the bargain. Her face was strikingly gorgeous, with perfect skin, full, pouty lips, and long shiny hair tied in a bun. Large aviator glasses covered her eyes, and Anna got the impression that this cop would rather be anywhere else. This female cop was the total package. The cop walked up to Anna.

"Ms. Franklin, is it?" the cop said, holding out her hand.

"Yes, you can call me Anna." Anna said.

"I'm Officer Veronica Rivera. How can I help you?" the cop, Veronica, said.

Anna quickly explained the situation. About Alicia, and how she met her. Anna explained how she thought she was being followed. Anna showed the cop the letters, and then showed her the message on the mirror. The cop pulled out a few evidence bags. She took all the letters, and put them in a bag. She took photos of the mirror, and she took chips of the lipstick off of it. Then, she made an impression of the lips, and she swabbed the lip-print for DNA.

"I thought they had people to do this? I didn't know cops did this stuff." Anna said, making conversation. 




She Wants More than the Tip



"I know what I'm doing." Veronica said, clearly disinterested in talking.

"I didn't mean to offend you, I just..." Anna started. Veronica stood up straight and started talking, interrupting Anna.

"Okay, ma'am. I've taken all the evidence I need. Feel free to clean this all up. I will get back to you if I find anything. I'll also have a talk with this Alicia you told me about. See what she has to say for herself." Veronica said.

"Okay, great!" Anna said. "Do you have a card or something?" 

Veronica handed over her card, and then took Anna's number before leaving, evidence in hand. Anna was excited to see this bitch Alicia get her due. For justice to be done on her. But Anna was dismayed as a few weeks passed with no word from the police. She didn't tell Ryan any of this, not wanting to worry him. She waited and waited, before growing too impatient and deciding to call Officer Rivera.

"Officer Rivera, this is Anna Franklin. I was just wondering if you had gotten anywhere with my case?" Anna asked.

"Yes, Ms. Franklin. I'm sorry to say the evidence was inconclusive. I talked to Ms. Tahana, and she had an alibi. I'm sorry to say that without any more evidence, there is nothing we can do." Officer Rivera said. 

"You're kidding? How can that be? It made sense. How can she get away with this?" Anna asked, confused.

"She's not getting away with anything. All evidence points to the fact she didn't do this." Veronica said.

"How is that possible? There isn't any other possibility. I know she did this!" Anna said.

"I'm sorry I can't help you Ms. Franklin. If anything else happens, let me know." Veronica said.

"But..." Anna started, but the cop hung on her.

Anna was pissed. She knew Alicia did this. She knew it. And she would not let her get away with it. She wanted this bitch out of their life for good, which is why she was on her way to O'Malley's to give the crazy bitch a piece of her mind. 

Anna stepped into the restaurant with a purpose. She ignored the hostess as she looked around for that bitch, Alicia. She finally saw her, prancing out of the kitchen. Anna stormed over to her.

"Hey!" Anna said, grabbing Alicia's attention. Alicia looked at Anna as Anna blocked her path. She gave Anna a perky smile.

"Can I help you miss?" Alicia said.

"Cut the bull, Alicia. You know who I am, bitch!" Anna said tersely. The people around them looked up at them.

"I have no idea who you are." Alicia replied.

"You know who I am, and I know what you are doing. Stay away from my man, or you will pay." Anna growled.

"Are you threatening me?" Alicia said with a knowing smile, a smile which made Anna want to rip her face off. Before she could, a very large man stepped in between them. He asked Anna to leave, and she had no choice but to do so. But on her way out, she left that bitch with one parting remark.

"I'm not losing my man to some skanky waitress!"

As she left, she was feeling a bunch of emotions. She was buzzing with adrenaline, having never fought for her man like that. Also, she was a little embarrassed at making such a scene, but it was definitely worth it. She had made a stand for her man. She had never felt prouder of herself. 

When she had gone home, she was feeling great about herself. And she was still buzzed from her encounter with Alicia. So when she saw her fiancé at their home, she immediately started to get those frisky feelings. She shocked Ryan with a passionate kiss before pulling him into the bedroom.

Anna and Ryan's sex life was good. They always enjoyed making love. They weren't into any of the kinky stuff, but Ryan was satisfied with his sex life with Anna. They would have sex a couple times a week, whenever Anna was in the mood. Spontaneous encounters like this one rarely happened. 

A week passed from this day and they had not heard a peep from Alicia. Anna was smugly satisfied that she had taken that bitch down a peg. That was until there was a knock on the door. Anna opened to see a run-down looking man.

"Anna Franklin?" the man said.

"Yes?" Anna replied, confused. He handed her a folded stack of paper. 

"You've been served." the man said, before turning and walking away. 

Anna opened the papers, and realized she was holding a restraining order. That bitch Alicia had filed a restraining order against her. She couldn't go within 500 feet of her. Not that she wanted to, but still. Ryan walked up behind her.

"What is it?" Ryan asked. Anna was forced to explain what she did to Alicia. Anna went back and explained everything. How Alicia had been spying on them. How she sent the letters. How she broke in to their home. Ryan was unhappy with her for keeping this from him. Part of him also thought that maybe Alicia didn't do this. Sure, he had hit on him. But she was just a slut. Not a crazy stalker. That's a big line to cross, and he didn't think Alicia was capable of doing that. She had given up on him. Plus, he had faith in the justice system, and if the cop found no evidence, and if Alicia had an alibi, then maybe she didn't do it. Maybe Anna was fixating on this waitress. Maybe she was threatened with her. 

Ryan didn't know how to explain the letters and the message on the mirror, because he never had the chance to see them. Nevertheless, he changed the locks on the door and was starting to make sure he wasn't being followed. He wanted to trust Anna and show his faith in her. He never saw the mystery silver car that Anna had seen. He distanced himself even more from the waitress, just to be safe. A small part of him wondered if Anna was making this all up. If maybe she was a little crazy.

Anna hated when Ryan was mad at her. Things were a little chilly between them for a bit. Anna was embarrassed by the whole thing. Alicia was scheming to steal her man, and Anna gets painted as the bad guy! As the crazy one! Sometimes, there was no justice.

*********

Ryan was unhappy with what Anna did, but he knew those feelings would pass. He just wanted this whole thing with this waitress to be over and done with. But Alicia had other plans. She was ready to play her trump card. She knew that once she did, Ryan would jump out of his marriage and into her pants.

Ryan was at home alone when he received a text from Alicia. He had thought about changing his number, but it would be too complicated as his cell was his contact number for work, and would be too much of a pain to change. Plus, he was not afraid of Alicia. He could handle her.

Ryan was about to ignore it when he noticed that it was a picture text. This worried him, and he wanted to ignore it, but his curiosity got the best of him. He opened up the text, and the image made his jaw drop.

There was Alicia, with a huge smile on her face. He recognized her outfit as the same one she was wearing when they first met at the restaurant. It looked like she was in the bathroom of the restaurant. She was holding her hand up, fingers extended, and on her finger was the engagement ring he gave to Anna. He couldn't help but respond.

"You put on the ring?" Ryan said. He waited impatiently for a response. His phone dinged quickly.

"That's not all I did..." she teased. Ryan gulped in fear in what she did to the ring. Suddenly, a picture was getting sent his way. He waited impatiently for the picture to reach him. It finally did and he was shocked by what he saw. 

In the photo, Alicia had turned around, and she was not wearing pants! Just below her tight shirt was her near-bare ass! She was wearing a skimpy black thong that exposed the firm round ass cheeks of that psycho waitress. She had reached back to palm one of her ass cheeks, and was squeezing the cheek gently, the flesh of her firm ass gently bulging from between her fingers. Ryan could see the ring on her finger pressed against her ass cheek.

"Bitch." Ryan mumbled angrily. He sent that word over to her via text. 

"Ha Ha Ha!" she quickly replied. "Don't worry, there's more..." 

Then, another photo was on the way. Ryan waited impatiently as the photo loaded. Then it appeared.

Alicia was sitting on a toilet. She had pointed the phone downward towards her crotch. The skimpy material of the thong was covering her vagina. Then Ryan realized that her fingers were under panties. Her face was visible in the photo, and her eyes looked heavy with lust. Her breasts were bulging from under her shirt, and her nipples were apparent under her blouse. 

"That rock felt so good against my clit." She texted him. Ryan was frozen with shock. Then, yet another picture was getting sent his way. What else could she have done?

The next one was the most scandalous yet. She had turned around again. The picture was just of her ass. But the hand with the ring was in the shot. She had pulled her thong to the side. Her ring finger was wet looking, and it was pressed against her asshole. The engagement ring Ryan gave Anna was an inch away from this bitch's asshole.

One more picture arrived. It was a similar shot, but one thing was different. The ring finger and the ring had disappeared up Alicia's asshole! That bitch!

Ryan tried to put together what had happened. He had given her the ring, and she had gone to the bathroom and used it to play with herself before giving the ring back to him for the engagement. What an evil bitch! Everything Anna had said about her was right!

One last picture arrived. It was a picture of Alicia's chest, clothed, luckily. But, she had spread her blouse, revealing a mile of cleavage. There, connected to a necklace, was the ring, snugly nestled in her cleavage between her massive tits. There was so much breast flesh that it was apparent that ring was not going anywhere.

"That ring belongs to me. I made it mine." she texted. Ryan was still in shock at how she had perverted such a pure symbol. 

"How do you think Anna will react to these pictures? How will she react to seeing her ring used in such a lovely way? She won't want to wear this one after she knows where it's been. Do you think she'll make you buy a new one? For a poor college student, it would cost a lot of money..." she texted to him. 

Ryan was cornered. He knew Anna would want a new ring if she saw these pictures. He had spent a good chunk of money on that one. He could get by okay on their bills now. He couldn't if he had to buy a new ring. Alicia had him trapped.

"What do you want?" he texted back, knowing he essentially was being blackmailed. She replied quickly, clearly a fast and experienced texter.

"I just want one date. Just let me make my case to you why we should be together, and at the end, if you feel the same way you do now, then you'll never see me again. I'll be out of your life forever. Sound good?" she texted. Ryan thought it out. He had to get this bitch out of his life for good. He might have to cater to her whims to do so, but it was a risk he had to do it for the sake of his marriage.

"Fine." he texted back.

"Yay!!!!" she texted, before adding, " How does Thursday at six sound?"

Thursday was the one day of the week Anna had classes late, so Ryan could conceivably have this date then without Anna asking any questions.

"That'll be fine." Ryan said, cementing plans for a date with a woman who was not his fiancée.

"Yay! TTYL." she texted back. That was it. The conversation was over. That psycho waitress had forced him into a date. He was shocked. How did he get to this point?

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Ryan was in a daze the rest of the week. He put up a good front in front of Anna, not wanting her to know that Alicia had gotten to him. But he was terrified at what this "date" with Alicia would entail. He just wanted to get past it and on with his life. 

He would check his phone constantly, waiting for some sort of message from Alicia letting him know her plans for the date. But she sent nothing. She sent no messages about specifics for their date. Ryan hoped that maybe she wasn't going to go through with it, and he would be spared this indignity. But he was still nervous as Thursday approached, just knowing that she would have something up her sleeve.

He still hadn't heard from her by Thursday afternoon. He didn't want to ask her what her plans were because he didn't want to push for this rendezvous to happen. Six o'clock approached and Ryan had dressed up a little, just in case this date was happening. Anna wouldn't be home till around eight. So if this date did happen, there would be more than enough time to finish it and get home without Anna noticing. 

Ryan checked his watch as it reached six. As he did so, he heard the doorbell ring. Oh no. It couldn't be. Ryan walked to the door in a daze and opened it. His fears were confirmed. Alicia was at his door. And she was dressed to kill.

Alicia was wearing a tight, slinky black dress that looked a size too small for her. It clung to her body, and it was stretched out in the right places, mainly around her breasts and ass. The dress was low cut and revealed a lot of her chest. Her boobs were oozing out, desperate to be free from their constraints. The spaghetti straps at the top of the dress were strained to the limit due to having her large breasts forced into the tight gown. Her skirt was down to her mid-thigh, and clung to her round butt. Her hair was let down and she was made up perfectly. Despite his feelings about her, he had to admit she looked spectacular.

"Hey Ryan!" she said with a bright smile. 

"How do you know where I live?" Ryan asked suspiciously.

"I have my ways." she said in a sing-song voice. Ryan realized she was holding a box in her hands.

"What's in the box?" he asked.

"You'll find out." she teased. 

"Okay then... So what's the plan?" Ryan asked.

"Well, I was thinking we could stay here, eat in tonight. I think you can make me a nice meal and we can get to know each other a little better." she said, stepping past him and inside his home, as if she owned the place. She set the box down and looked at Ryan as he closed the door. 

"Um, I don't think this is a good idea. Anna will get here when her class is done. You can't be here... in our house." Ryan said.

"Don't worry, honey. I have a plan." Alicia said. Little did Ryan know that Alicia had many friends, including the police officer parked down the street to keep an eye out for when Anna tried to come home. 

Alicia walked around, admiring Ryan's home. Ryan couldn't help but admire Alicia's round ass as she walked. 

"So... what do you want to eat?" Ryan asked.

"Whatever you're best at. I want you to cook me up your best meal." Alicia said brightly. 

"Uh, I make a really good taco salad." he offered.

"Sounds good." Alicia said. 

Ryan kept one eye on Alicia as he began to cook up the meat for the salad. Alicia was checking out some of the pictures of Ryan and Anna on the wall before sashaying into the kitchen. 

"So, how long have you two been together?" she asked.

"About three years now." Ryan responded tersely. He wanted to make as little conversation as possible with this slut.

"You know, I've always thought that when you meet that special someone, and you know its true love, you put that ring on her finger as soon as possible. You don't wait three years." Alicia said. Ryan rolled his eyes, this bitch clearly not understanding how relationships work. Alicia could sense his annoyance, so she walked up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. He jumped away from her touch, as if it burned.

"Don't touch me." he said. 

"Sweetie, you don't have to be scared. I know it's tough to have these feelings for a woman who's not you fiancée. Don't worry, it'll get easier." Alicia said. 

"How can you be such an evil bitch?" Ryan yelled, turning to face her. "You stalk a man who's engaged. You deface an engagement ring. You blackmail an engaged man into a date. How can you feel good about yourself? How can you be this calm?" 

"Ryan, when you meet your true love, you go out of your way to be with them. You do anything it takes to be with them. I would do anything to be with you, Ryan. If that means using your engagement ring to get myself off, if it means I have to make you dump your boring-ass fiancée, then I'll do it. I know it won't be easy to dump her, but all of us know you care about me more than you care about her. Don't worry, it'll be worth it. I'll do anything for you. I'll do anything with you. Anything." she said, stepping close to him. Ryan backed away, not wanting to be close to this immoral slut. He turned away and went back to cooking, trying to do anything to take his attention away from this evil bitch.

She had fixated on him. You see it all the time. They only knew each other for less than an hour before she started doing these evil things. Her warped mind saw him as her true love. She couldn't be more mistaken, he thought. He was disappointed in himself for doubting Anna. Everything Anna had accused Alicia of was true. It had to be. Alicia was as crazy as Anna had said.

Alicia could sense his anger, so she made small talk with him as he cooked. She asked how he and Anna met, and he told her the story. As they sat down at the dinner table, the food ready, she started asking him about him and Anna's future.

"So you're gonna be a doctor, and her a lawyer, right?" Alicia asked.

"Yes." Ryan replied.

"So what's the point of you two getting married? You're never gonna see each other, you both will be so busy?" she asked.

"We'll find a way." Ryan said.

"Mmm, Ryan this is sooo good." Alicia said, taking a bite of the meal Ryan had prepared. Ryan slightly nodded in appreciation. His eyes couldn't help but glance at her cleavage as she looked away for a moment. She had very good posture and she sat up straight as she ate. This allowed her breasts to be jutting out front and center. He couldn't help but admire their immense size. Those suckers were huge! They were definitely real. He could tell by their round shape and the way they pressed against each other in just the right way, forming that soft, tasty looking cleavage. He realized he was staring, so he looked up into her watchful gaze. Her eyes twinkled at him as she knew he had just checked her out. She smiled. Ryan turned all of his attention to his meal. There was an awkward pause. Alicia finally broke the silence.

"What I'm saying is what's the point of being married to a girl that you'll barely see? You should marry a girl who'll be there for you, waiting for you when you get home, ready to do whatever you want..." Alicia stated.

"Wow, you're really setting back the feminist movement, aren't you?" Ryan asked. Anna was a big feminist and was eager to provide a good example to younger girls by being a professional and getting a good job, not settling for being a homemaker.

"So? You think I care? You probably care about that feminist bullshit as much as I do, which is to say, not at all. In the back of most men's minds, they truly want a woman who'll be at home for them, waiting to take care of them after a long day's work. They don't want a woman who slaves away at work all day and is just as exhausted as her man when she gets home. A man wants a wife who'll be there for him. And for any real woman, they would rather let their man do the work and let them have the good life, and not have to have her lift a finger or rustle a hair on her pretty little head. I guarantee any woman worth a damn would rather do that than silly work all day. And the women who don't are fucking morons. All that those men ask in return is for their women to look pretty and make babies. And, honestly, that's what I'm built for. Let those feminists give their speeches. I'll be too busy fucking their men to notice." Alicia said.

After listening to Alicia set back the women's movement back fifty years, Ryan was in shock. This was a woman who not only approved of, but glorified gold-digging. She was proud to sit at home or go shopping all day as her man worked and got her spending money. Ryan was stunned. And the only thing she would provide in return is a womb for making babies. And those massive breasts. He couldn't help but glance at them again. Every time she would lean down to take a bite, her breasts would press into the table and balloon outward. They were so big. They had to be EE-cups!




She Wants My Brothers Cock Too



My wife and I have been together for about 10 years. After about one year together, I talked her into giving my best friend a blow job. It has slowly snowballed from there, and this is our latest fantasy hopefully to soon become a reality. My wife's name is Jen and she is a beautiful woman, with a sexy body, in her early 30's. My name is Dennis, and I'm around 40. 

I've been trying to get Jen to have a threesome with my brother, Lonnie. He is only a few years older than me, but has always enjoyed Jen and her body. While talking with Lonnie recently I've found out that he's taken some pics of her while she's been wearing sexy clothes during holidays. I love to show off my wife and her body, so when I found out about the pics, I asked Jen if I could send him some sexy and nude pics of her to him. She was a little hesitant at first, but when she found out that he had some pics of her already and really enjoyed them, she decided it would be ok. This is where it all started, but certainly not where it ends. 

In the last six months we have started having some interesting fantasies that involve him, and he's told us about some of the things he'd like to do with her and she has done the same. I've sent quite a few pics to him of Jen. She finally got enough nerve up to ask Lonnie for a pic of him, so she could see what she was going to get, and he sent a few pics of him eating pussy and told her that's what he wanted to do to her.

Here's my idea of what would take place when we finally take the plunge:

Jen came to me one night and said it's about time we get Lonnie over and have a little fun with him. We'll just tell him that we want to show him in person what Jen looks like in just a pair of thigh highs and a sexy little outfit. I called Lonnie right away and told him the plan. He was knocking on our door in 10 minutes. Jen answered the door in her outfit and Lonnie was so shocked to see her in such little clothing, he simply said holy shit. Jen said hello to you too, won't you please come in. As Lonnie hurried through the doorway, he brushed her ass. When she closed the door and turned around, she found him staring at her legs. She smiled and asked how they looked. He said great, and she moved toward him. 

Jen grabbed his hands and put them back on her ass moments before she kissed him long and passionately. She asked Lonnie if he would like to see more and proceeded to spin around slowly, showing him every last inch of her entire body. Dennis walked over gave Jen a kiss, much like the one she gave to her brother. She had been wet since before she asked her husband to invite Lonnie over, but now she was soaked. Dennis rubbed his wife's panties, and asked if she was willing to give them to Lonnie. She didn't even answer, all she did was turn around and slide her panties down, slowly revealing her pretty pink pussy that was glistening from her arousal. After she stepped out of them, she tossed them to Lonnie and told him to keep her gift, so he'd have a constant reminder of the first time she showed him her pussy. Lonnie put the panties to his nose, the amazing aroma he's been waiting years to smell. Jen lifted her tiny skirt showing her cleanly shaved pussy to her husband's brother, hoping he'd ask to taste her. 

She was so horny, ready for anything, everything. Unable to wait on Lonnie any longer, she moved toward him. Jen pulled her top over her head, exposing her 36C's, still encased by her almost see thru bra. Dennis was as horny as Jen, but couldn't resist watching what his wife was about to do to his brother. Jen reached behind, unhooked her bra, and let it fall to the floor. Lonnie pulled Jen to him and started to lick her breasts. She grabbed the back of his head and started to moan, showing her excitement, her desires. Lonnie put his hands on her legs slowly working them up and down, closer and closer to her clit. 

As he reached her clit she sighed. He massaged it gently until she started to move her hips with the movement of his hand. Suddenly her orgasm let loose, filling her entire body, exploding between her legs. Lonnie brought Jen to her first orgasm of the night and it certainly wouldn't be the last. As it came to an end he laid her down, parted her legs and began to lick her cum drenched pussy. It tasted as beautiful as it looked. His tongue savored the flavor. Lonnie licked and sucked every inch of her and wouldn't stop, even if his girlfriend Sam would have walked in. It didn't take long before Jen moaned and her second orgasm of the night began to show in her eyes. They rolled back in her head as her head was thrown back in response to his efforts. Lonnies tongue dipped down, coating it with her juices. Jen looked down and smiled. She couldn't believe she let her brother eat her pussy. She never would have dreamed it would be so good. 

Jen smiled at Dennis and asked if she could give Lonnie a blowjob. Dennis just smiled, and Jen pulled down Lonnies pants to expose his rock hard cock. It had been a long time since she had seen an uncut cock. She stared momentarily before sliding her tongue along the underside of his cock. Down to his balls she went, working her magical tongue the whole way. She gently licked at his balls making them jump. She went back up the underside of his cock with her tongue, moved his head to the entrance of her mouth and slowly deep throated him. She held it there for a few seconds before sliding it back out. Lonnie looked at Dennis and told him that his wife gave the greatest head he'd ever had.

Jen started picking up speed, sliding his cock in and out of her throat faster and faster until Lonnie was moaning and telling her he was getting ready to cum. He asked if he could cum in her mouth, and with her mouth still full of cock, she moaned her approval. Like a volcano, Lonnie erupted into her mouth with load after load of his semen. Jen swallowed every last drop and with a gentle kiss, pulled away from him. Lonnie smiled and told her how he couldn't believe she swallowed the biggest load he had in months. Jen just asked if there was any left, because she had a pussy that wasn't satisfied yet. Dennis told Jen that it was his turn. It would give Lonnie a chance to recuperate, and Dennis needed his relief after watching his brother explode in his wife's mouth.

Jen moved over to her husband and engulfed his cock. She knew it wouldn't be long before she would swallow her second load of cum. Up and down she sucked furiously, deep throating ever chance. Both cocks were about the same size, and both were trimmed nicely. She liked the fact that Dennis was cut, but couldn't seem to forget what it felt like having Lonnie's uncut cock in her mouth. She could feel her own orgasm building from thinking about sucking on the two brothers' cocks. It wasn't long before she had some help. Lonnie came up behind her and was rubbing her clit with his cock. Jen moaned, and then pulled off Dennis's cock just long enough to ask Lonnie to fuck her. It was more of a demand. Her words were "fuck me good," and that he did. 

Jen was so wet that he buried his cock with one stroke. She met his thrust with one of her own and as she moved forward, Lonnie started pumping in and out at a medium speed. She had one brother in each end of her waiting for each to cum. Dennis announced that he was ready to cum. She moved his cock to the tip of her tongue as cum started to flow. Spurt after spurt painted her mouth. She swallowed his load, then licked and kissed his dick. Jen's moans started to speed up and Lonnie sped up with the sounds. She cried out, "oh yeah," as he started slamming her. Jen met every thrust with one of her own. His pounding lasted a little longer than she did, but with a grunt and one final deep thrust, he blew his seed in her pussy. 

As Lonnie pulled out of her, she dropped to the floor and rolled over to smile at the two men who made her cum and came inside her. As she laid on the floor the sperm from Lonnie's cock started to slide down between her butt cheeks. Both brothers moved to either side of her. Jen thanked her husband with a kiss, and turned to Lonnie to tell him thank you. Before she got the words out, he kissed her and told her "thank you, I've wanted to do that for ten years, you've just made my dreams come true." 

Funny thing about Dennis, he gets extremely horny when he watches his wife kiss someone else. He asked her to kiss Lonnie again. Half way through the kiss, she could feel Dennis's hard cock pushing at her asshole. With the help of Lonnie's cum, Dennis slid right into her ass. It felt so good to Dennis to have cum as the lubricant and the thought was exciting. She broke the kiss and said, "looks like we're not done yet." Jen smiled at Lonnie and started kissing him again. She loved getting her ass fucked and soon was on her way to another orgasm. 

Lonnie stopped kissing her and asked if she'd suck on his cock again. She opened her mouth, and Lonnie pushed slowly past her lips until he was buried to his balls, then back out again. He started fucking her mouth, being very gentle. Jen was unable to speak, but her body spasms showed what her mouth couldn't tell. Her orgasm caused her to clamp down on Dennis's cock and he couldn't hold off any longer. With that and watching his brother slowly fuck Jen's mouth proved to be too much and he came again. Dennis pulled his cock out of her ass and Jen's body went limp, so Lonnie spun her around, flipped her over and sunk his cock into her already well fucked ass. Cum was everywhere, and Lonnie was about to add some more. His final thrusts were deep and fast, and when he withdrew his cock, the mixture of cum drained out and ran down her pussy. 

Jen slid her hand down to her clit where she massaged it with the cum. She slid her finger down to her pussy entrance, gathering some cum, and pushed it inside her. She enjoyed the feeling of their cum on her finger and in her pussy. She pulled her finger out and licked it off. After relaxing from the great sex, she got up, kissed and thanked both men before heading to the shower. This was the best threesome she ever had, but hopefully, only until next time.



She Wants Rid



I wrote in Nightime Disturbance the true story of how my virginity was taken back in the late 1980's. If you want to hear how I returned the favour to a most eager participant read on...



I had assumed after popping my cherry the sexual floodgates would open. However, in the five months since the holiday there had not even been a trickle. 

The floodgates would definitely remain closed, I thought to myself, as I sat in a pub staring into an empty glass accompanied by my friends Mark, Andy and Rob who were talking their usual shit.

'Ere Rob, there's Michelle over there, she's well fit,' commented Mark.

'Well go over and talk to her then,' replied Rob, adding, 'you can get the beers in while you're at it, it's your round.'

'Give me a hand with the drinks then,' said Mark as he got up and was followed by Rob.

Michelle was a friend of Rob's sister, so Rob knew her quite well, however she was very pretty and nice with it so well out of Mark's league. Mark talked endlessly about her, but never did anything about it. 

They had both been gone a while so I turned round and saw that surprisingly Mark and Rob were at Michelle's table chatting to her. Apart from Michelle there were a couple of other girls, one of them Lisa, was Rob's next door neighbour. 

Andy and I eventually went over to join them. It was booth amusing and rather painful to witness first hand Mark's attempts to chat up Michelle. This was personified when Michelle and Lisa left the table to go to the toilet and Mark proclaimed, 'she's absolutely begging for it.' 

This was clearly heard by the other girls so it was no real surprise when they all left soon after.

I thought nothing of the above until a week or so later when the four of us were down the same pub. I was up at the bar getting the drinks in whilst Mark seemed to be badgering Rob about something. Whatever it was he clearly got what he wanted as could be heard by his childish snigger. 

When I returned with the drinks, Mark had this stupid grin on his face and accompanied by Andy walked over to the payphone.

'What are those two up to?'

'You remember Lisa from the other night?'

I nodded to Rob.

'Well, I gave Mark her number.'

'Why?'

'I don't know he kept going on about it.'

After about a minute Mark still on the payphone called me over.

'What is it?'

'It's Lisa, she wants to talk to you.'

Reluctantly I took hold of the phone, 'ere hello.'

'Hi Steve.'

The tone of her voice was expectant. Mark smirked as he read my face, and whispering in my ear, 'I said you'd go out with her.'

I grimaced, I didn't know Lisa too well, but what I did know about her was not very appealing. Whilst she was the same age as me she seemed a bit immature and opinionated, in fact her and Mark would have made an ideal couple. Also, I didn't think she was the most attractive girl in the world either as I recalled from last week, her wild cork-screw hair and large round glasses coupled with an oversize jumper which made her enormous. 

'You alright?' It was the first thing I could think of.

'Was Mark just mucking about?'

I didn't want to hurt her feelings, 'not really.'

'So do you want to come out for a drink?'

I was both shocked and surprised at her keenness, 'ere I suppose.'

'You don't sound sure.'

'No, no.'

'Next Friday okay?'

'Yeah,' I didn't have time to suggest a venue as Lisa declared

'Meet me at the Windmill, 8.30, oh and what's your number?'

I gave her my home number. However I was tempted to leave it a few days and to make some excuse, but she did seem keen, worryingly keen. I didn't have much time to think any further as the talk got onto other things. 

The Windmill was the pub nearest to Lisa's house, a fairly boring estate pub which required a bus journey on my part. I arrived at the pub just before the prearranged time and got myself a drink and went to a table near the main entrance. I really didn't want to be there as I recalled what Lisa looked like, but then I thought it would be too cruel to not to turn up. I looked at my watch 8.27pm and scanned the pub hoping there was nobody inside who might recognise me. 

A few minutes passed and then at 8.30pm exactly a girl walked into the pub. It took me a moment to realise it was Lisa. Instead of the baggy jumper she wore a light cardigan over a pale purple dress which made her look a lot slimmer, her hair was tied back and she'd ditched the glasses. 

'Lisa,' I called out.

She turned round to me, smiled and walked over, 'can I get you a drink?' was the first thing I said. In hindsight it should have been to compliment her on how she looked.

I went to the bar and bought her a lager. 

'I didn't think you'd come,' was the first thing she said as I sat down with her drink.

I didn't know what to say, but I knew what to think, that comment smelt of an almost certain desperation. Instead I just smiled. 

We then talked or more accurately Lisa talked, it was about all sorts, her brother, what she had done that day, the music that was in the charts and what was on the television. 

Somehow the conversation got onto the subject of Rob and why he didn't go on the holiday, 'I'm so glad he didn't and I ended up going instead of him.'

'Mark said last week all the fun you guys had.'

'Fun?'

'With girls and stuff, remember, he said there were these girls from Birmingham.'

I shook my head, 'there were no girls from Birmingham or anywhere else.'

'So why were you so glad you went instead of Rob?'

I blushed slightly as I explained, 'I ended up seeing this girl while I was there and so didn't really see much of Mark during the whole holiday.'

'Oh,' she paused. 

'Actually I have Mark to thank for that, she worked on the holiday camp and Mark was very rude to her friend. I later apologised for Mark's behaviour and later still I met her and her friend by chance at a bar and we hit it off from there.' 

I watched as she toyed with the beer matt as if trying to decide what to say, 'Mark said on the phone you were a bit nervous around women and I thought ...'

I shook my head, 'well I might be a bit nervous, but definitely not the other.' I tried to gage her reaction but instead she just appeared to be taking everything in, I decided to turn the knife in, 'if anyone's a bit nervous, around women, as you say, then it's Mark.'

'You mean Mark's a virgin?'

I nodded.

'That's what Michelle said but I didn't believe her.'

'She's obviously very perceptive.'

'And pretty, all the boys fancy her.'

'She is but ...' I paused as I watched Lisa take off her cardigan and for the first time I noticed the swell of her breasts and the beginning of a very nice cleavage. 

'But...' she interjected.

I had completely forgotten what I had said, 'sorry.'

'You were talking about Michelle.'

'Oh yeah,' I stumbled as I tried to attempt to say something and ignore the thoughts inside my head which centred on Lisa's tits. 'Well, she's got a boyfriend.'

'So if she didn't have a boyfriend, would you be interested?'

She had leant forward slightly, just far enough that I could get a peek down the front of her dress and my cock began to stiffen.

'Not really, she's not my type.'

'What sort of girls do you like then?'

I just said half jokingly and without thinking, 'girls in purple dresses.'

She blushed and for the first time seemed lost for words before she eventually said, 'really?'

I smiled, 'why not.'

'Guys don't seem to be interested in me.'

'Oh I don't believe that,' as I smiled again. Not unreasonably I had expected her to smile back but she appeared not only lost for words but confused. I tried to think of something further to say but all lessons I'd learnt on holiday had, at that moment, disappeared. I glanced at Lisa again but she retained the same look.

Eventually she said, 'I'm just going to the ladies.'

I watched her as she left the bar area, wondering what I had done to seemingly upset her. I was also conscious of how much better she looked compared to the previous week; she certainly wasn't fat with her full figure, nice round bum and big tits. 

Clearly I had a lot to think about and my mind was pre-occupied with these thoughts for a good five to ten minutes, it was only then I became aware of the length of time Lisa had disappeared. My first thought was she'd left the pub, or perhaps she's bumped to someone she knew. I finished the remains of my drink and went to investigate.

Around the corner just before the door to the ladies was a pay phone and there was Lisa with the phone glued to her ear hardly ever speaking but occasionally nodding away. She hadn't seen me but I could tell from her body language the conversation was about to end. I could not hear what she had been saying but just as she was about to put the receiver down I heard the words, "I'll let you know."

I quickly turned and walked back to the table trying to digest what that meant. A few moments Lisa returned and sat down. I motioned to my glass, 'do you want another drink then?'

'No, it's a bit dead in here.'

It wasn't that bad, I thought to myself and realised it was probably her way of saying she'd had enough of me and wanted to go. 'Right,' I replied and before I could say anything further Lisa said.

'Do you want to come back to mine, we can watch a video if you like?'

Her offer startled me as I stumbled, 'yeah,' before adding, 'okay then.' 

We walked the short distance to her parent's house in silence. For my part I was trying to get my head round why Lisa would want to invite me back to watch a video.

I had expected Lisa's parents and brother to be home, but as soon as we stepped inside I knew we were alone. However, I thought nothing of this as I assumed they would be in later. Lisa got some drinks and we watched the film. Even though we were alone I got none of the "something might happen here," vibe. 

Lisa seemed a bit tense and nervous about something, she had sat away from me on the sofa and I expected her parents to arrive any minute. In light of this I struggled to think of anything to say to her.

Then after about fifteen minutes of near silence Lisa asked, 'the girl on holiday.'

'Yeah,' I blushed slightly as I instantly recalled all the bad things Mel and I did.

'When you said in the pub you didn't see much of the others does that mean you stayed over at her place?'

I thought it was a bizarre question and none of her business, 'that's private.' 

Although my reply was curt she did not take offence and even appeared to relax a bit as she nodded before replying, 'so that means you did.'

'So what if I did.'

'I'm just surprised that you never bragged about this to Mark and the others.'

'As I said, it's private and none of their business.'

'So you can keep a secret?'

I was getting a bit irritated by her line of questioning but nodded nevertheless.

'Good, what you said earlier in the pub did you mean that?'

'Sorry.'

'About girls in purples dresses?'

I recalled the events leading to my comment and for the first time since leaving the pub felt a slight stirring in my trousers, 'I did but it's made you go a bit strange.'

'I know, I'm sorry.'

'You disappeared for ages, I thought I'd said the wrong thing and you'd gone.'

'No I was...'

'On the phone,' I finished off her sentence.

'How did you know?'

'Well you were gone for so long I went to look for you.'

'Oh.'

'Who were you on the phone to?'

'Michelle and you didn't say the wrong thing Steve.'

I smiled.

'You do like me?'

'Of course.'

'It's just when we spoke on the phone the other week you didn't appear very interested.' 

'Sorry, it's just that when we were down the pub the other day, you didn't really speak to me and I just remember you being a bit loud.'

'Sorry I'm really quite shy, that's just the way I try and hide it I guess.'

I laughed.

'What?'

'You don't strike me as the shy type.'

'I am when it comes to some things.'

'What are they then?'

'Boys and stuff, that's what I was talking to Michelle about.'

I paused and turned to face her, 'what I said about girls in purple dresses I did mean that.'

She stared at me for a few moments and gave a nervous smile before saying, 'so my strange behaviour hasn't put you off?

Lisa was looking down at the floor, I reached over to her and gently stroked her chin and she whimpered something. I moved closer to her and whispered, 'can I kiss you?'

She nodded and I gently kissed her on the lips before pulling away.

'That was nice.'

'I've been wanting to do that all night,' before kissing her again, this time with more purpose as I flicked my tongue along the top of her lip.

She moaned appreciatively.

We continued snogging, I desperately wanted to feel her tits but remembering the lessons I had learnt previously I kept my hands away from her chest. Clearly it was Lisa who wanted things to progress as she took my right hand and guided it to her left breast. I groaned in pleasure.

This was making me very uncomfortable down below as my cock strained against my trousers. As we continued our snog I manoeuvred myself closer to Lisa but this action resulted in me letting out a yelp as my cock was squeezed painfully between my trousers and groin.

'What wrong?'

'Er nothing,' I replied but Lisa had seen the bulge in my trousers.

'Did I do that?' She asked in a faltering voice.

I slowly nodded and by way of explanation, 'see I told you I like you,' It was hardly a romantic thing to say and I half expected Lisa to take offence. Although she appeared both shocked and confused.

In response I mumbled a few apologies.

However Lisa's eyes remained glued to the bulge at my crotch, I could hear her breathing increase and her chest began to rise and fall. Eventually she breathlessly proclaimed, 'what I was asking about earlier, you can keep a secret and not tell anyone?'

I nodded.

'And you are experienced?'

'Uh yeah.'

'My parents and brother are away for the night.' 

'Okay.' 

'Do you want to stay over?'

'What?' Where did that come from? I remember thinking before asking, 'are you serious?'

She nodded.

'When you say stay over, what exactly do you mean?'

'You know go all the way?'

'Wow,' I replied in disbelief, 'sorry I wasn't expecting this.'

'I don't want you to think I'm some sort of slag Steve.'

'No of course I don't.'

'But I really like you and it's...'

'What's wrong?' I asked as her sentence petered out, concerned she had changed her mind.

'There's something else and you to promise not to say anything to any of your friends. Do you promise?'

At that moment I would have promised anything.

She took a deep breath, 'I've not really done anything like this before.'

I struggled to take in what she said as I gave a look of surprise.

'Yes,' she said.

'You mean?'

She nodded, 'I'm still a virgin and I'm not on the pill or anything.'

'Really! I thought you were experienced and stuff.'

'No, all I seem to do is talk about sex rather than actually doing it.'

I remember being in a total state of shock and surprise that she wanted me to be her first, but very, very excited.

Lisa misread my reaction, 'that's put you off hasn't it?'

'No, no not at all, I'm just surprised that you're a virgin and want me to be your first.' I smiled and touched her hand, 'don't worry I've got some condoms.' Ironically I still had some left from the holiday in my wallet. 'As for being a virgin, I know exactly how you're feeling, it wasn't so long ago I was one too.' 

A weight seemed to be lifted from her shoulders, 'I hate being a virgin, I've been wanting to lose it for ages.'

'With me?'

'When we went out the other week you didn't speak to me either and I thought you were a virgin and I want to do it with someone who knows what they're doing. Michelle said on the phone earlier you would be perfect. That's why I went a bit funny, when I found out you really liked me and the fact you weren't a virgin, and we could, you know. You do want to do it with me don't you?'

'Definitely.'

'Shall we go upstairs?'

Still shocked I asked, 'are you sure?'

She nodded, 'really sure, this is getting me really excited.'

We held hands as we slowly made our way upstairs and to her bedroom. She had quite a big bedroom with various posters and picture on the walls. Above her single bed was a large poster of Terrence Trent D'Arby which would turn out to be of use later. We both sat on the side of the bed and continued our kissing. In time I moved my lips away from her mouth to her neck her ears and back to her neck again.

'Mmm that's really nice.'

'Good, I want to make it special for you.'

'You're doing that.'

'You're not nervous are you?'

'A bit,' she replied, 'I've heard it can really hurt the first time.'

'Don't worry, we'll go nice and slow.' We continued kissing but I noticed how Lisa began to look at the bulge in my trousers. I pulled away from her and whispered, 'do you want to see it then?'

She gave a nervous smile.

I stood up, took off my trainers and undid my trousers letting them fall to the floor ground, my pants resembled a huge tent. I smiled at her. 

She took the hint and gingerly pulled down my pants until my cock sprang out stiff as a board. She just stared at it seemingly unsure of what to do, 'you can touch if you like he doesn't bite.'

Still sitting on the bed, Lisa stroked me a few times, each time she lingered on it longer as she gained more confidence until finally she gripped it hard and pumped it vigorously.

'Slow down, you'll make me cum.'

'Sorry,' she apologised.

I smiled, but then stared at her before looking downwards a few degrees, 'can I see them?'

She nodded nervously, 'sorry I've never shown them to anyone before,' she paused, 'what if you don't like them.'

'Don't be silly, I couldn't take my eyes off them in the pub.'

'I did notice you looking.'

'And looking at them earlier in the pub was making me very hard under the table.'

She gave a little gasp.

'Sorry I didn't mean to shock you.'

'Nobody's ever spoken to me like that before.'

'Do you like it?'

She nodded, 'but it's made me feel a bit funny.'

'You mean horny.'

She nodded.

'Good, are you going to show me now?'

Lisa slowly peeled down her dress to reveal a white bra which made her tits look enormous.

'Shit,' I muttered under my breath.

Lisa looked up at me self consciously.

'Sorry,' I mumbled, 'they look fantastic.'

I sat back down on the bed and gently stroked her bra-encased tits with the backs of my fingers. Lisa gave a gentle moan as I brushed against her nipples. 

Next I gave them a gentle squeeze, as I returned to her nipples it became obvious they had swollen in size and I stoked them with a bit more purpose. 

'Take your bra off, I want a proper look.'

Lisa had grown in confidence after I had lavished praise on her breasts and I watched spellbound as she reached round and un-hooked her bra. Her wonderful breasts flopped invitingly out. I studied them for a few moments. Her areolas were about an inch and a half across and her nipples jutted out by about half an inch. 'They're amazing,' I mumbled as I then gently stroked round them before I started to play with her nipples which were rock hard.

'You like that?'

'Mm...' she nodded.

'You'll probably like this even more then,' with that I leant down and took a nipple in my mouth and sucked gently.

It had an amazing effect on her as she began to moan uncontrollably. I played with her nipples for a good ten minutes alternating between the two, gentle licks followed by hard sucks. Lisa moaned continuously and I began to smell the unmistakable aroma of a turned on pussy.

'Are we?' She asked excitedly.




She Wants Rid



'Yes, but you need to be patient,' as I removed the rest of my clothing until I was completely naked. Lisa then stood up letting her dress fall to the floor so she was just in her white panties.

I stood gazing at her for a few minutes, but there was something concerning me about her being a virgin. 'With you being a virgin, there's not going to be ... ere.'

She looked at me coyly, 'don't worry my hymen has been broken, there won't be blood everywhere if that's what you're worried about.'

'But I thought you were a virgin.'

'I am, I might not have had a cock up me, but I've experimented with other things.'

Just what other things I did not want to ask but I noticed a hair brush with rather a bulbous red handle out of the corner of my eye.

I smiled at her before taking her in my arms and snogging her passionately, my rock had cock butted against her stomach, 'I really want you,' I moaned to her, before instructing her, 'sit on the bed.'

Now kneeling on the floor I pushed her panties aside and slowly slipped a finger into her pussy surprised at how hot it felt on my finger. Suffice to say it was very wet. Next I gently pushed it backwards and forwards. Lisa gave soft little moans. I then took my finger out of her and put it in my mouth before sucking off her juices.

Lisa's face was a look of complete shock and surprise.

'Bet you didn't think I'd do that?'

Not waiting for a response, I inserted two fingers into her repeating my previous actions and sucking one of my fingers. But the other one I offered Lisa, 'have you ever tasted your own pussy?'

She looked at me a bit embarrassed before nodding. 

I smiled, 'good because you can taste yourself again,' as I brought my juice covered finger to her mouth. Tentatively she sucked on my finger.

'Did you like that?'

She nodded, 'it felt very naughty.'

I smiled, 'so you like being naughty then?'

'A little bit.'

'Do you want me to do something really naughty to you?

'What is it?'

'You'll really like it, I promise.' Not waiting for a reaction I leant over her and began kissing my way down her stomach and to her panties. By this time her knickers were saturated. The fact I was responsible made my cock throb even more.

I kissed over her panties and continued to plant kisses down her right leg before going back up along her inner thigh.

'Oh that tickles.'

She then said, 'what are you doing?' As I hooked a finger inside her panties to reveal her pussy which was covered with dark hair as I then gently pulled her lips apart to reveal her clit. I moistened my finger and slowly stroked her swollen rosebud.

She moaned softly.

'Now time for you to experience something a bit wetter than my finger.' As soon as my tongue made contact she began to moan and writhe about as I gripped her thighs tightly and fucked her with my tongue. 

'Oh no,' she proclaimed as I gripped her even tighter. 

Afraid I was either hurting her or she wanted me to stop I disengaged my tongue from her dripping hole. 'Are you okay?'

'Yeah.'

'Do you want me to stop?'

She shook her head, 'I thought I was about to cum then.'

'You want me to make you cum?' 

She nodded breathlessly, 'you can't leave me like this.'

With that I returned to her pussy, licking her clit and now inserting one finger quickly followed by another into her sexy hole.

No more than thirty second later she began to let out a moan which slowly increased in volume and depth. I still had a tight grip of her thighs and without that she would have fallen off the bed and onto the floor as she attempted to thrash about. Once her movement and her moans had subsided I gave her clit a final lick which caused her to flinch in pleasure. I then stood up and leant forward burying my tongue into her mouth so she was able to taste herself for a second time.

She moaned again in a mixture of pleasure and shock at my gesture as I then pulled away from her and said, 'you ready?'

She simply nodded.

I reached over to my trousers, got out a condom from my wallet and rolled it onto my cock. My cock throbbed even more and the tight condom made my knob swell in size. I positioned Lisa on the bed making sure her legs were far apart and her knees pointed upwards which pushed her cunt forward. I then leant over her and we snogged for a bit my cock squashed against her stomach.

I disengaged from her mouth gently smiled at her, looked down at my cock and whispered, 'can I?'

'Oh yes.'

I lifted myself up and positioned myself over her, next I gripped my rock hard cock and edged it towards her virgin pussy. She gave a shriek when my cock nudged against her. 

I grunted as I pushed forward, her pussy was incredibly tight as I edged into her. Once fully inside her I paused for a few moments whispering in her ear, 'are you okay?'

She indicated she was so I withdrew my cock before slowly slipping into her again. I repeated the movement a few more times but I wanted to up the tempo, 'that's not hurting is it?'

'No.'

'I can go a bit faster if you like.'

'Mmm.'

With that I thrust into her pressing my torso against hers to give added penetration.

She groaned her approval.

'You like that?'

'Yeah, do it like that again.'

'With pleasure,' I replied as I thrust into her again and again.

By this time I was pretty close to cumming so I slowed down gently slipping my cock into her and slowly withdrawing, underneath me Lisa gave a gentle moan. My cock deep inside her I gently kissed her before saying, 'let's try another position,' as I slid out of her.

'You can go on top,' with that I lay on my back still on the bed and put a pillow under me which raised my groin upwards, 'get astride me.' Lisa followed my instruction and knelt with her knees either side of my thighs.

'Oh just stay there a minute.'

'Why?'

'You look so fucking horny, I want to stare at you for a bit,' as I gazed up at her lovely nice big tits reached up and gave them a gentle stroke.

I took hold of my cock, 'do you want to sit on this?'

Lisa looked down at it and nodded trancelike.

'And bounce up and down on him until I cum?'

She nodded again.

'You want to make me cum, you bad girl.'

With that I motioned Lisa who lifted herself upwards and then forwards and finally hovering over my cock she slowly sank down on it. We both groaned in unison. 'Lean lean back a little.'

As Lisa did so I licked my thumb and brought it down to where our crotches joined I then began to stroke her clit.

'Oh she groaned.'

'This positions all about you,' as I grabbed a breast in each hand and pinched her nipples, 'see I can play with your clit and your nipples.'

'Mm yes,' she replied lustfully.

'And the best thing for you is you're in control so you can bounce up and down, slow or fast, hard or soft.'

'You want me to go up and down?'

'It's up to you.'

Lisa lifted herself off me and promptly sank down again, 'oh fuck that was good.' She repeated, although after the third time I smacked her bottom.

She cried out but it was undeterminable between pleasure and pain, before slamming down on me again. Her large tits jiggled and her thighs rippled. 

'Do you like being in control?'

She nodded as she again sank herself down on my cock.

'Fuck,' I replied, 'much more of this and you'll make me cum.'

Lisa began to speed up, before stating, 'I want to make you cum.'

'You bad girl,' I replied as she pushed down on my cock.

She groaned. 

No more than a minute later, I cried out, 'oh fuck, you dirty bitch, I'm going to cum.' With that I pushed my groin upwards attempting to stuff as much as my cock into her as I could. A few moments later I cried out 'ohhhhhhhh fuck,' as I began to shoot my load into the condom. 

She remained on top of me for a few moments as we each got her breath back smiling inanely at each other, eventually I said, 'that was fuckin good.'

She giggled.

'So you like sex then?' 

She nodded, 'I liked it best when you called me all those names and I made you cum.'

'I was so turned on.' I motioned for her to get off me.

Lisa looked at my cock encased in the condom, its end swollen with my cum.

'I didn't expect it to last so long, Michelle said her first-time was crap and her boyfriend came after just a few seconds.'

'That's why we changed position, we could have done a different position but your dirty talk got me going.'

She giggled.

'Plus I was wearing condom.'

'How do you mean?'

'Without one the pleasures so much more intense so you cum quicker.'

'Oh,' she paused, 'did you, with that girl on holiday?'

'For the first two times I wore one but for the rest of the time I didn't.' 

'You mean she let you do it inside her?'

I nodded, 'it's alright she was on the pill.'

Lisa paused for a few moments, 'what does it feel like for the girl, you know to do it without one?'

'I don't know, Mel, the girl on holiday said it felt much more intimate.'

'Wow, it's something I'd really like to try.'

'Not know though.'

'No,' she paused briefly, 'of course not,' she then gave a little giggle.

'What?'

'I didn't expect you to lick me down there.'

I smiled wickedly, 'so you liked having your pussy licked as well as bouncing up and down on my cock?'

'It felt amazing.'

'Well I wanted to make it special,' I then looked her in the eye. 'Plus there might have been another reason why I licked you out.'

'What was that?'

I was just about to explain when we were interrupted by the phone ringing in the hallway.

'I better get that.'

'Who's likely to phone at this hour?' I protested, but she had already left the room. I expected her to come straight back but she was gone a while as she was in the pub earlier. Whilst I was waiting I looked in my wallet to check I had some more condoms. Fuck I'd run out as I recalled how Mark had borrowed a couple, not for the purpose they had been intended but for one of his practical "jokes."

Whilst I was again cursing Mark, Lisa returned to the bedroom. I stared at her naked body as my cock immediately got hard, 'who was that?'

'Michelle.'

'And what did you tell her?' She did not reply so I continued, 'everything?'

Lisa nodded.

'That I licked your lovely pussy.'

'She didn't believe that bit, I still don't believe that bit, it felt so good.'

Lisa looked down at my still rock-hard cock before commenting, 'I can't believe I had that in me.' 

'I bet you'd like it in you again?'

'Mmm yes.'

'Me too, but there's a bit of a problem.' 

'What?'

'We've run out of condoms, and it's too late to get any from the pub.'

'Oh no,' she said sounding really disappointed.

'I can get some in the morning from the chemist, if you don't mind me staying the night.'

'No, I'd really like that.'

'There are other things we can do.'

'Oh and what might they be?' She asked teasingly.

'Well, you obviously liked making me cum, perhaps you can do what I did to you.'

I saw a look of uncertainty.

'It's alright, you don't have to.'

She looked embarrassed, 'no, it's something I've been thinking about, but I've not sucked one before. I'll do it but you must promise you... you know, won't cum in my mouth.'

'I promise.'

'I would like to taste it but I've heard of some girls choking and stuff.'

'I'm sure that won't happen but I won't cum in your mouth if you don't want me to.'

'You can cum...' she looked down at her tits.

I smiled, 'fuck yeah, and I bet you want me to rub my spunk into them once I'm done.'

She gave a gasp, 'I can't believe how bad you are Steve.'

'I'm not normally like this you're such a bad influence on me.'

She laughed.

'So it's alright for me to rub my cum into your tits?'

'Oh I suppose so.'

'I'd better give it a wash first though.'

I returned from the bathroom my cock rock hard at the thought of Lisa giving me her first ever blow-job. She sat on the bed nervously as I motioned towards her so my cock was only a few inches away from her.

'If you grip the base with one hand then you can control how much you take in,' I volunteered helpfully.

She nodded as she gripped the base of my cock with one hand, opened her mouth stuck out her tongue and leant forward.

'Lick under the knob first that's the most sensitive part, don't take it all in your mouth.'

Gently she licked the underside of my knob, I groaned in pleasure and wobbled slightly as waves of pleasure coursed through my whole body.

She paused laughing nervously.

'Very good Lisa,' I said in my best school masters voice, 'now try taking the whole knob in your mouth.'

She followed this instruction, 'very good, see if you can take anymore in.'

'Mmmm,' I groaned. 'Wank me up and down if you want.'

She muttered something but it was difficult to know what as she had a mouthful of cock.

'That's good Lisa, this is making me horny, keep on like this and you'll soon have me cumming.'

Lisa moaned in reply.

'Is this getting you wet again?'

She nodded and in doing so my knob bounced against the roof of her mouth.

A few minutes later I warned Lisa, 'I'm about to cum.'

I had hoped she would have changed her mind and let me cum in her mouth but she stopped sucking on my cock and instead began furiously wanking me off. A few strokes later the first jet of cum landed on her collar bone, then another on her tits. I leant against her to ensure the rest of my cum deposited on her tits. 

I then rubbed it into her tits. I'd forgotten the glob on her collar bone until Lisa said.

'I want to taste you,' before scooping the glob into her fingers and licking off my cum.

'You naughty girl,' I chided before playfully slapping her arse. 

'You going to kiss me?'

I pulled a face at the thought of tasting my own cum. 

We then tidied ourselves up and at my suggestion had a sexy shower together. I loved soaping up her lovely big tits and she even lathered them up and let me rub my cock between them although I didn't cum. In the shower, she bent over and I was so tempted to shove my bare cock up her; the morning and a trip to the chemist couldn't come quick enough.

We then made our way back to the bedroom even before we started doing a bit of fooling around I could smell her aroused pussy. We cuddled up together and I commented, 'Lisa I can smell your pussy.'

'Sorry I ...'

'Don't apologise, it really turns me on, I bet you're so wet.'

She nodded. 

'I can't wait for the morning.'

'Me neither.'

I then fell asleep on her single bed me on the outside lying on my back and her on her side facing the bedroom wall. 

Sometime later still asleep I started to experience an acute erotic sensation. Initially I thought I was having really realistic dream but as the sensation increased and my senses became more attuned I realised it was no dream and that Lisa had woken up and was gently stroking my cock under the covers which was now rock hard and throbbed painfully. 

The fact she had played with me whilst I was asleep made me horny as hell. I didn't want to startle her so I pretended to gradually wake up. But as soon as I showed signs of rising Lisa stopped and returned to her previous position which was her back to me and pretended to be asleep. 

I muttered the sort of things you might say in a dream and rolled onto my left side and my stiff cock touched the small of Lisa's back. She gave an exclamation of surprise. Still pretending to be asleep I edged closer so my prick pressed into her back, I was expecting her to do something but instead she remained silent. 

The silence was broken as I whispered in her ear, 'Lisa why were you playing with my cock?' Her whole body jolted in shock, 'I'm sorry I...'

'You know,' I butted my cock against her back, 'he'll be like this for hours.' With that I switched on her bedside light before I snaked my right arm over her and started squeezing her tits before concentrating on her right nipple which I gently played with.

She moaned in pleasure, 'did playing with my cock get you all wet again?'

She did not respond.

'Did it?'

Finally she nodded her head.

'I see. Are you going to let me see how wet you are?'

I didn't let her answer as my hand left her breast and went down over her stomach before resting on her right hip which I pushed downwards and in doing so manoeuvred her so she was lying on her back. This gave me access to her pussy which I slowly began to finger. She was very wet indeed.

'Fuck, your pussy's so wet. What made you so wet?'

Lisa did not respond.

'Lisa tell me.' 

She looked away from me before she hurriedly replied, 'I was thinking about your cock and what it would be like if you came in my mouth.'

'Lisa you're such a bad girl,' I replied as I continued fingering her pussy which was proving quite difficult in a single bed as I remained on my side. 

She moaned, 'you make me bad.'

'No, I think you quite like being a bad and naughty girl. Now open your legs a bit,' she complied and I manoeuvred myself so I straddled her with my right knee between her legs. I pushed my knee downwards and ground it against her hot pussy. She groaned in pleasure as I continued to massage her cunt with my knee. 

'You like that?'

'Mmm.'

Still kneeling with her right leg between my legs I reached down and grabbed a cushion which was lying on the floor. I then lifted my left leg over her right leg so I was firmly between her legs which I edged apart with my knees. 'Lift yourself up,' I instructed her and I shoved the cushion underneath her bottom which resulted in her pussy being pushed upwards and forwards.

Presently I was kneeling on the bed with my knees slightly apart which were up against the inside of her thighs. I smiled as I opened up my knees which spread her legs and in doing so opened up her pussy. I gazed down at her sexy open slit and slipped a finger in and out of it a few times before letting it slide upwards so my fingertip stroked against her clit. She moaned silently. 

'You know I'm going to have to teach you a lesson for being such a naughty girl for waking me up the way you did.' With that I sank down on my knees and eased her legs even further apart, the insides of her hot smooth thighs now pressed up against the outside of my thighs. This action resulted in her pussy being even more exposed and in sinking down and then leaning myself forward so my hard cock was just above her hot sex.

I gripped my cock and in doing so a drop of pre-cum dribbled out of my knob, 'see how horny you've made me?'

Lisa looked down at my throbbing cock and nodded.

'Don't worry Lisa,' I explained calmly, 'I'm not going to stick him in you, as I said, I need to teach you to stop being such a naughty girl.'

With that I brought my cock right up to her clit, and slowly rubbed myself against it, up, down, across before slowly circling her clit with my bare cock.

'Oh...' she moaned, 'that feels incredible, don't stop.'

I smiled, 'don't worry, I haven't even started with you yet young lady.'

I continued to rub my cock against her clit, Lisa was making so much noise I think she was close to cumming. 

I then decided it was my time to be a bit naughty as I took my cock away from her pussy, Lisa let out a moan of frustration. 'Do you want me to do something really naughty now?'

Lisa nodded.

I gripped my cock and brought it very slowly down her clit, once I had slid it down her very wet slit I pressed against the opening of her pussy and the top of my knob slipped inside her. I looked down at Lisa who had a look of absolute lust in her eyes and it took all my will power to pull my cock away. 

She wriggled and then moaned.

'Are you alright?' As I thought I might have gone a bit too far.

'No.'

'What's wrong?'

She didn't reply but instead looked up at me in frustration before looking down at my cock she looked up at me again this time she was biting her bottom lip. She then said almost in a whisper, 'please do that again.'




She Wants Rid



'What exactly?' I replied teasingly.

'Be really naughty to me.'

'Oh I don't know about that.'

'Oh please...'

I looked down on her and smiled as I had other plans for her. As before I ran the tip of my cock down her slit, but this time I brought it back up, then down, then up. I repeated this movement but each time adding speed and pressure against her clit. 

Lisa moaned and writhed in pleasure, 'oh fuck,' she said, 'oh that feels so good.'

I then abruptly stopped for a few moments; looked Lisa firmly in the eye brought my cock down her slit before nudging it against her opening. This time Lisa shifted herself forward so my bare cock slipped into her a bit further. Her actions took me by surprise and I pulled out of her immediately.

She groaned, 'that felt so good.'

'You like that don't you?'

She nodded, 'oh please do it again.'

I smiled and nodded, but then she took me by surprise as she said, 'can I be a really bad girl?'

'Sorry.'

'Can I ask you to put it right in me this time?'

'You mean now?'

She nodded, 'I can't wait until the morning.'

'You want me to...'

'I want to feel you properly inside me.'

I nodded and then gently edged my cock towards her wet opening as soon as I made contact she groaned. I kept my cock just inside her as I edged forward on my knees. Next I then parted her lips with my right hand and looked down at my cock which was knob deep inside her pussy. 

'Are you sure about this?'

She nodded and with that I very slowly slipped into her wet pussy all the way. The feelings I experienced as I gently slipped into her fully bareback for the first time were incredible. Fortunately, as my knob was accustomed to her wetness and as I had entered her slowly meant I didn't cum immediately but I could feel the familiar rushing sensation in my balls. I looked down at her and smiled.

She looked up, 'please stay inside me.'

'I can't for much longer.' A few moments later I slowly withdrew from her and she let out a moan of frustration.

'Sorry,' I replied as I lay next to her on the bed. 

'I wanted you to stay inside me.'

'You know I couldn't.' 

'Why?'

'You know why, any longer and I would have cum.' 

I watched as she took a deep breath before looking down at my rock hard cock which was now covered in her sexy juices, 'Oh Steve,' she moaned. 

I had no idea what was on her mind as I said her name.

'Oh God,' she replied.

I thought there was something wrong with her, 'are you okay?'

She nodded breathlessly. 

'But you're behaving a bit strangely again.'

She breathed in again, 'I know.' she paused, 'look, I want to ask you something.'

'What?'

She looked down avoiding eye contact and said in a quiet voice, 'I want you to do something that's really, really naughty to me.'

'What?'

'Take my virginity properly.'

'What do you mean?'

'I want you to put you cock in me again...'

I smiled.

'But this time I don't want you to pull out.'

'Sorry.'

'I want you to keep your cock inside me until you cum.' 

'What?' I replied as I recoiled in shock, 'you know I can't, you're not on the pill.'

'Oh please, please, my period's due the next couple of days which means I can't get pregnant, just thinking about it is making me so horny I really want to experience you doing it inside me, the thought of you doing that to me is driving me crazy, that's what I was really thinking about when I was playing with your cock earlier.'

'I thought it was sucking my cock.'

'No no, it was the thought of having you cumming inside me, whenever I think about it I get so wet. And when we were in the shower earlier, I deliberately bent over hoping you would slip your cock up me.'

I attempted to digest her words as I had vaguely heard of this method of birth control, 'are you sure?' 

'Fairly sure.' 

'Fairly sure,' I repeated unconvinced and shook my head, 'sorry I can't take the risk.' 

She looked really disappointed, 'sorry, but I'm certain I can't get pregnant.'

'But you just said a minute ago you were only fairly sure.'

'No, I can't.'

Still I was not convinced.

She obviously read my thoughts as she pleaded, 'please put it back inside me, I can't believe how good it felt.'

'But...'

'Will you just keep it there as long as you can then?' 

Against my better judgement I slowly position myself above her and slipped my bare cock into her pussy. Once inside her I leant forwards so my torso pressed against hers which gave added penetration and remained still frightened that I might cum inside her.

Underneath me Lisa moaned as she wrapped her arms around me, 'this feels so good.'

I continued to remain still which clearly did not go unnoticed by Lisa as she whispered in my ear, 'please fuck me Steve.'

Very slowly I lifted up my torso and my cock slipped out a few inches before I slowly slipped back inside her. I could not believe how wet her pussy felt and even after a couple of very slow strokes I could feel my cum start to rise. I kissed her softly and for some reason ended up looking at her Terrence Trent D'Arby poster which curtailed the rise.

After a brief pause I re-commenced slowly fucking her surprised at how long I was lasting. When I felt I might cum for a second time I again paused, my cock embedded deep inside her.

It was then that I felt her pussy twitch as it gripped my cock even tighter, and I groaned in pleasure, 'oh Lisa, what was that?'

'This is making me so horny.'

Her pussy twitched a second time and I too groaned again.

'Please stay inside me.'

I nodded but knew if her pussy kept twitching I'd soon be cumming inside her.

This time she moaned in my ear, 'oh please...'

'What?'

'Will you?'

Her horny talk, the situation, her hot and extremely tight pussy were all making it increasingly difficult for me as I replied, 'you know I can't.'

She let out a low soft moan of disappointment. 

I lay completely motionless on top of her for a few moments soaking up all the pleasure I was experiencing. However I felt Lisa's body move underneath me and in doing so my cock shifted position deep inside her. This in turn sent out shockwaves of pleasure, 'oh, keep still,' I groaned.

'I don't think I can.'

Obviously I was thinking of pulling out but for some reason there was something inside my head telling me to stay inside her for as long as possible. 

My thoughts were silenced as Lisa said, 'I can't take this anymore, I think I'm going to cum, fuck me, fuck me now Steve, fuck me really hard.'

I nearly said "yes," and was finally about to pull out when her pussy again twitched this time more powerfully than before, I groaned, 'ah Lisa, if you do that again I'll...'

But she ignored me as she simultaneously dug her nails into my back, brought her knees upwards and in the same movement pushed her crotch upwards so my cock went even deeper into her.

It was that upward movement that finally did it for me I lost all sense of reason and the idea of pulling my cock out of her no longer became an option. I just wanted to cum inside her. I might have said something like, 'oh fuck, I'm going to cum,' because she cried out...

'Yes, oh fuck me, do it, do it inside me, cum inside me please, oh please I...' as she wrapped her legs around me gripping me tightly.

In response I pushed down hard wanting to sink even more of my cock into her as all logic and reason disappeared. I stuck my tongue into her mouth and snogged her as I felt a tremendous surge in my balls. A split second later I shot my first jet of cum deep inside her unprotected pussy and my whole body shook at the force of my ejaculation.

I gripped Lisa tightly as my balls spat out what felt like gallons of spunk deep inside of her. In response Lisa whimpered softly in my ear, 'Steve stay inside me, I think I'm...' she didn't finish as underneath me she rubbed her groin against me. That must have done the trick as a few seconds later I felt her pussy go into spasm as it gripped my still hard cock. 'Ahhhhhhh fuck,' she screamed, 'oh fuck I'm cumming.'



She Wants Something He Can't Give



My wife Kelly has been fucking other guys for 6 years and I've known all about it. I've even given my consent...well sort of.

Instead of going out and having an affair behind my back Kelly came to me 6 years ago and asked me if she could start having sex with other guys. Obviously a question like that knocked me for a loop. I asked her if she had already been having sex with other guys and was just asking for my permission to keep doing it without feeling guilty, and I believed her when she said no. 

I was confused as to why she would want to have sex with other guys. There are several stereotypical reasons that a married woman has sex with other guys. 

One reason is because her husband has a small penis...that didn't apply because my penis is 9 1/2 inches long and pretty thick too. 

Another reason is that she's curious what it would be like with someone else...say a black guy if she's a white woman like my wife. That didn't apply because she'd had a black boyfriend in college before I met her so there was no curiosity there. 

A third reason is because she's lonely with her husband gone all the time or too busy working or whatever. That didn't apply because we work the same hours and had been making love 2 or 3 times a week. 

Another reason would be that she was bored with the sex she was having with her husband. That definitely didn't apply because just about everything a man and woman can do together we've done. We've bought books, videos, and searched online for ideas about things to do and we've done them all. Our sex life was anything but boring. 

Another possible reason would be because the wife wants to take control of the relationship and establish herself as the dominant one. She'd have sex with other guys and expect her husband to take whatever scraps or sloppy seconds she decided to let him have. Kelly and I have always been equal partners in our relationship. No big decision...like her having sex with other guys...has been made without thoroughly discussing it with the other person so it was highly unlikely that she suddenly wanted to seize control of everything. 

The only other reason I could think of was that the wife no longer loved the husband but wanted to retain the financial support, social status or lifestyle that they had built together. That definitely didn't apply because Kelly and I have been totally in love from day one and I had seen no sign that would lead me to believe that her love for me had done anything but get stronger the way mine had for her.

I was left completely baffled so I came right out and asked why she would want to have sex with other guys. I asked her about some of the reasons that would typically lead a woman to have sex with other men and she lovingly assured me that none of them applied to us. That again left me to ask the question. Why did she want to have sex with other guys?

She told me that she had always enjoyed the thrill of having a new lover. It was the thrill and excitement of anticipation...finding out what he would do...what he would let her do...things like that.

Well that sounded like she was either bored with our sex life or was no longer excited by me and I said so.

She sat on my lap and held me. She told me that there was nothing boring about me or our sex life and that she found sex with me just as exciting as it had ever been. She said that there was a kind of excitement that I couldn't give her though...the excitement of a new lover. The excitement of those first few times with a new lover when you're first getting to know what the other likes and wants.

She wasn't on me all the time about it, but for several months she did ask me rather frequently if I'd had a chance to think about it. My response every time was to tell her that yes I was thinking about it.

I did think about it. I thought long and hard about it. She was 100% right about the experience of being with someone for the first time. No matter how enjoyable our sex life was I couldn't give her that excitement...of course she couldn't give it to me either. That got the gears rolling in my mind. If I was going to allow her to have sex with other guys so she could have that experience of being with someone for the first time, then she was going to do the same thing for me.

I didn't really want to have sex with lots of other women, but there were a few of her friends that I wouldn't mind having, and something like she was asking me to allow her to do seemed like a good enough bargaining chip to get her to let me have that 2 girl threesome that I had fantasized about.

I got excited about the possibilities that this situation had for me, but then I remembered that for me to get any of those things that were running through my head I would have to give my okay to her having sex with other guys...not something I was a very big fan of.

I thought long and hard about what she could do that would get me to say that it was okay for her to have sex with other guys. I decided that she'd obviously have to agree to give me at least one threesome...and since it sounded like she wanted it to be a long term thing I would expect several threesomes. I would also expect her to let me have sex with other women...no...it would be more than that. I would expect her to find other women for me to have sex with. It wouldn't have to be very many...just enough to keep me occupied.

That still left me with dealing with other guys having sex with my wife. All kinds of bad thoughts ran through my head. We wanted a family, but I sure didn't want her to have some other guy's baby. There are a lot of STDs out there...I didn't want my wife to get an STD out of this and I certainly didn't want her to infect me with something that she picked up from a guy that I let her have sex with. I definitely didn't want any guy or guys thinking that they could disrespect me. I didn't want her having sex with someone all the time...that I would consider cheating. I didn't want her sneaking around...if she did it I'd have to know about when and where it was happening. I wasn't entirely sure that I would be able to handle it so I wanted to be able to stop things if I thought they got out of control.

As the thoughts rolled through my mind; I began writing them down and compiling them into a list. A list of conditions that Kelly would have to agree to and that any guys that she had sex with would have to agree to or it was all off.

I didn't want to have so many conditions that it would be impossible, so I worked on the list until I had narrowed it down to 10 conditions that I would absolutely insist upon Kelly agreeing to if it was to happen at all.

When I was satisfied with the list I typed it up to make it look more official than the hand written list that had been scribbled down on a legal pad and one night after we'd cleared the table following dinner I told Kelly to sit down...that I'd be right back...that I wanted to talk about her having sex with other guys.

Kelly had been the one to initiate all of the conversations about it before so she looked excited as she sat down and she had a big smile on her face when I came back with a folder in my hands. I put the folder on the table in front of me. I asked her if she really and truly wanted to do it...to have sex with other guys. When she said that she did I said okay.

Kelly was as excited as I've ever seen her. She got up and tried to lunge across the table to kiss me, but her elation was deflated when I told her that I would only agree to it if she would agree to a list of conditions that I had come up with.

Kelly looked nervous but hopeful as she asked what the conditions would be. I pushed the folder across the table so that it was in front of her. She opened the folder, found the list inside, and slowly read through them.

The 10 conditions were...

1. Any man that had sex with her had to have proof of having had a vasectomy or some other proof of sterility. If there were still "bullets in the gun" the guy couldn't have sex with her.

2. The guy had to have a recent medical report showing that he was free of STDs. No proof that he was clean and the guy couldn't have sex with her.

3. He had to wear a condom when he put his penis in her vagina or ass. Oral was okay without, but even with the vasectomy I wanted to be extra careful that she not get pregnant with another man's baby or pick up an STD that the tests had missed. No condom and the guy couldn't have sex with her.

4. I would be told of all arrangements that she made to have sex with a guy and I could say no at any time to any guy without needing a reason.

5. She would not agree to have sex with any guy more than once a month and she could only be with any of them for 6 months, which meant she'd only be with them a total of 6 times. She said that she wanted the thrill of being with a new lover and that should wear off after the 6th time. Anything more than that and I would view it as cheating on me and would put an end to all of it.

6. There would only be one guy at a time. At no time would there be more than one man with her.

7. She could only be with other men two days a week. The two days were flexible as long as they were arranged with me and as long as I didn't have any plans for us together on those days. There could be less than two days in a week, but no more than two days in any one week. There would also be no more than 4 men in any single week.

8. If at any time I was disrespected by any of the guys in any way she would kick the guy out and he would never return. 

9. If at any time I became uncomfortable with the situation I could tell her and she would agree to put a stop to all of it. Additionally I would never be denied sex because of what she was doing.

10. For me to allow it she would have to arrange for another woman to have sex with me by myself once a month and would have to arrange a threesome involving her and another woman or two other women once a month as well. I leaned heavily towards involving her friends, but that was not a requirement. I did have to approve of the woman however.

After she had read through the list she got up from the table, grabbed a pen, and signed the bottom of the sheet signifying her acceptance of my conditions.

She kissed me then immediately ran to our computer and posted ads on adult sites looking for men that met all of the requirements that I had given her. It took more than a month before we found the first qualified candidate.

There was nothing special about him...but he gave Kelly what she was looking for...the thrill of having a new lover.

It's been surprisingly easy to find qualified men. So far there hasn't been a situation that has made me want to put an end to things.

Kelly is happy to get the thrill of new lovers...and I've gotten to have sex with most of her friends...her sister...and even her mom.

I read all kinds of stories about how a wife has sex with other men and it ruins the marriage...well it doesn't have to be that way...my wife and I are proof of that. You just have to put the right conditions in place.



She Wants the Job



Madison was a go-getter. She worked hard at whatever job she had and it didn't matter if it was waiting tables, answering phones, or working up a spreadsheet. She was good at her work. She worked hard in college and earned a bachelor's in business management. She spoke two languages and played the violin. She had already an impressive resume for a 23-year-old. 

Koss Incorporated manufactured plastics. Other businesses that use plastic parts specify their designs and then Koss will engineer and mass-produce the parts. It was a very profitable business and it was consistently growing even in poor economic times. Everyone needed plastics. They had good relationships with their suppliers and even better relationships with their clients. That maintained their margins and kept profits up. Madison knew this was a company where she had some potential to move up, and where she could make a lot of money. 

Madison was very capable and she always excelled at her jobs. She outperformed most co-workers but she also didn't have a problem in using her sexuality to her advantage. She worked in a restaurant and she would regularly blow the manager to get promotions and the best shifts. She worked in a call center and she would regularly have sex with her manager or her manager's manager to get promotions, bonuses, and raises. In college, she slept with a professors and assistants to get better grades. 

She knew she could get the grades and the jobs without getting it on with every boss who could do something for her. She simply saw her physical features to be another of her many assets. If someone had a great mathematical talent, he or she should use it to get a job. If someone has a great ass, she should use it too. She learned these lessons early in life when she lost her virginity to a dance instructor who later gave her special treatment in class. Ever since, she learned how hard work might only get so far, but that fucking a guy almost guaranteed success. 

She was also careful not to give away too much. Over time, she learned how much she had to do with guys to get what she wanted. Sometimes it was just a little innocent flirting or showing a little boob. However, if it were necessary, she would give blowjobs or let a guy, or girl, fuck her if it was something she really wanted or needed. Part of this behavior came out of determination to get ahead but another part of it was that she simply loved sex. 

Madison was an attractive young woman. She has taken dance lessons for the last 18 years. She was a cheerleader all through high school and college. She also made it to the gym six-days a week to maintain her body with weights and enough cardio to kill some. Her body stands at 5'4" and 110 pounds. She had long dirty blonde hair with deep blue eyes and maintained a full body tan all year around, without any tan lines. She works at it as she typically spends her Saturdays getting her hair and nails done after a Zumba class and before her hour-long tanning sessions. 

In her past, she came across opportunities to become a professional model. She considered it for a while and even did some photo shoots, but she figured that she could be more successful, and make more money, in business. She knew her looks wouldn't last and she didn't want to build a career on something that could be gone when she is forty. She knew that she could use her young beauty to get ahead while she was young and her goals were to achieve an upper-level executive job to take her through retirement. 

When working, she made it a point to wear clothing with subtle sexual overtones. She slept around but she was careful with her reputation. She didn't want everyone to think of her as the office tramp. She wore short skirts and low-neck blouses, but never anything too obvious or revealing. Her clothing was always rather tight and form fitting to show off her curves. 

At Koss, she hadn't had as many opportunities to fuck around as in past jobs. She got an entry-level job answering phones and running errands two years ago. Since then, she recently completed her business degree and now looking for ways to move up. Her manager was a woman and didn't seem the type to respond to sexual advances from a younger girl so she didn't even try anything with her. 

She did see an opportunity with Kevin. Kevin was the new Director of Sales at Koss. He was gorgeous and Madison loved to flirt with him. Her manager seemed to do all she could to keep Madison preoccupied whenever Kevin came around, but Madison had her methods for getting guys to notice and putting her assets where they can be noticed. 

The old Director of Sales just retired a few months ago and the company recently hired Kevin to replace him. He was definitely a salesman. He was well groomed, wore sharp suits, outwardly friendly and charming, and always seemed to be able to say the right thing at the right time. He had a good body and was built at about 5'11" and 200 lbs. Madison knew he spent some time at the gym and working out was often the topics of their conversations. People loved him but, surprisingly he wasn't married or involved with anyone. At 38, it did seem odd, but he definitely responded to Madison's flirting and she knew he wasn't gay. 

Looking online, the fates presented her an opportunity to move up. Kevin posted a job opportunity for an executive assistant. The job description was perfect. He wanted someone with a business degree, a good sense of the company, and a strong sense of using office software. Madison fit the job to a tee! She was so excited she smiled and giggled aloud as she read the posting. 

She immediately clicked "Apply" and filled out the requisition attaching her resume. She knew she had to get in front of Kevin to make sure he knew she was interested in the position. She had to make sure he saw everything she had to offer. But how would she do it? She had many strategies in her bag of tricks. She learned different ways of coming on to guys over the years without coming on too strong, unless that is what they wanted. Sometimes she would play coy and innocent and just let them do what they want. Sometimes, she would take the dominate role and force herself onto her manager's dick. 

"What does Kevin like?" she thought to herself. The most she was able to figure out was that he was a boob-man because he couldn't take his eyes off her cleavage whenever he spoke to her. As Madison sat in her receptionist chair twirling her hair in her hand and staring out into space, the opportunity seemed to present itself to her. 

"Madison?" asked Janet, her manager. "Would you mind taking this mail up to the 8th and 9th floors for me? Donald is out sick and I already did half of his mail but I have to run an errand." 

"The 8th floor?" Madison asked.

"Yes, both eight and nine" Janet added as she pushed the mail cart next to Madison's reception desk. 

Kevin's office was on the eighth floor and this was her opportunity to get alone with Kevin for a few minutes. Even if it was just to deliver his mail, she knew it was a chance for her to talk one-on-one and feel out his preferences. 

Madison forwarded the phones and took her break. In the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror. She touched up makeup and fixed her hair. Madison stepped into a stall, took off her blouse, and removed her lacy bra. She put her blouse back on and left an extra button on her blouse unbuttoned. She stepped out and finished her look in the mirror by pulling her skirt up slightly to show a little more thigh. 

Her high-heels clicked on the hard marble floor as she walked back to the cart. She stuck her folded bra into her purse and then turned to look through the mail to see what was in there and what was for Kevin. She found his band of mail in the cart and found some sales magazines along with large and small envelopes. She also found two packages. 

"Perfect" she said to herself as she developed her plan in her head. She planned to walk in the mail, then walk out and walk back in with the two packages. This way she could make sure he got a good look at her from the front and the back as they were talking. It was a small start, but she knew that it was sometimes the little things to get a guy's attention. Small gestures and small movements were some of her most successful hooks. She would innocently brush by a guy's arm or turn in the right way to lock his eyes onto her well-toned figure. From there she would build the excitement and do just a little more each time they interacted. She wasn't full of herself and she knew she wasn't the most beautiful girl in the world. She held herself somewhat conservatively at times but she knew what she did and didn't have and how to accentuate the good stuff. 

She pushed the cart towards the elevator and clicked the button for eight. She tapped her heel on the floor as she rehearsed her display for Kevin. The elevator let her out and she made her way towards Kevin's office while dropping off a little mail at the intervening desks and offices. 

She went past Jim, who was the HR Director. "Hello Madison!" He said with a big smile. He was a big guy and very friendly but very shy. Madison knew he wanted to fuck her as soon as he took the time to interview her personally for her receptionist job two years earlier. Ever since, he has always made an effort to try to talk to her. 

Jim often sat in his office and fantasized about fucking Madison over his desk. Ever since she started working there, she secretly stalked her behind the scenes and would often review the security video footage from the lobby to masturbate. He even got to a point where he would visualize Madison when fucking his own wife. 

"Oh...hello Jim. How are you?" 

"You know...things are always busy around here. So, you have some mail there? Anything for me?" He nervously inquired.

Madison took a short gander at the cart and replied with a sideways smirk, "Nope...nothing today Jim." 

"You don't normally deliver the mail. A nice young-lady such as yourself shouldn't be doing this kind of work." Jim said as his eyes slowly moved up and down Madison's body. Jim's mind drifted off thinking about laying Madison down in his bed and making love to her for hours. 

The comment surprised Madison, as it was probably the most overt comment Jim made about her looks. She also thought the HR director should be the last person to make physical comments about a woman on the job. If anyone wants to avoid creating a hostile work environment, Jim would be the one. 

"Well you are right there Jim" Madison said with a laugh. "Donald is out sick so Janet and I are getting things done for him while he is out." 

"Well then you deserve a pat on the back there," Jim said with a smile. His hand softly patted Madison's shoulder. He wanted to pat her on the ass, but this would have to do. 

"Thank you sweetie. I'm just trying to help though. It has been fun but I have to run to get this out so I can get back downstairs. You stay out of trouble there mister." Madison finished her cheesy remarks with a wink and a pat on his shoulder as she sashayed away from him wiggling her hips from side to side. 

Jim turned around and his gaze locked on her ass. He observed how her skirt flowed from side to side and simultaneously tightly hugged her luscious hips. He wished for more with her. For now, he was going to go back to his office and continue to romanticize about her. 

Madison made a few more stops and dropped off a few more pieces of mail before she made it to Kevin's office. The door was closed and she listened to see if he was in. The light was on and she heard him typing away on his computer. Knocking on the door, she heard, "Come in...I'm in here!" 

She turned the knob and slowly opened the door holding his envelopes. "Hello? Kevin? It's Madison. I have your mail."

"Well hello there honey." He quickly stopped his fervent stabbing of the keys on the computer and turned to her. He stood from his desk and made a nonchalant adjustment to his pants to accommodate his growing dick as he walked towards her. 

"What are you doing bringing me the mail? Such a fine young working woman as yourself must have other, more important things to do around here." Madison thought while his line was just as bad as Jim's, Kevin was able to deliver it with much more charm. 

Madison smiled, "Thank you Kevin. I appreciate that." She handed him his mail and touched his hand gently as the envelopes exchanged hands. Her bright red lips contrasted against her white teeth. Her blouse hung open slightly at the top and Kevin could see her cleavage peeking out at him. She kept her head pointing downward submissively and maintained an innocent level of eye contact and they exchanged a deeper look. 

Kevin was growing warm just looking at her body. Her slender legs flowed upwards from the floor to the hem of her skirt. Her hips bowed outwards and created a very feminine hourglass shape as they curved back into her small waist. 

"Oh...I have a couple of packages for you as well." She spun around and flexed her legs and ass as she slowly sauntered out of the office to get the packages. She returned holding the small boxes and set them on a small table. He didn't notice that she had discretely pushed the lock button on his door handle before the door shut. 

"Here you go Kevin." 

"Thank you Madison. I hope they aren't too heavy."

"Not at all. I'm happy to help out...in any way I can." She slowly responded with a smile taking the time to emphasize the right wording. "I have never seen your office Kevin. This is nice." She brushed past him to the window and looked out over the city. 

He turned and watched her walk towards the window and admired the view...of her. He watched her hips swing from side to side as she took each step. Her skirt gripped the contours of her ass and her hair dangled down her back in curls and shifted with her movement. 

He walked up behind her and stood close as he pointed out things they could see from his view. He smelled her perfume and her shampoo and found it intoxicating. 

"Oh." Madison interrupted his mental vacation turning around to face him. "Kevin. I was going to ask you. I saw you posted a job for an executive assistant. I think I would be a great fit for that position. I have my degree and I am a very hard worker. I wanted to ask you if you would consider me...for that...position?" 

Kevin shook his head slightly to return to the moment, "The position? Oh yes...the admin job. Well, yes. I do think you would be great for that job Madison." Kevin snapped back into working mode, "There are a lot of people already applying though so we will have to see."

"Well Kevin...I want you to know..." Madison explained as she moved in closer. "I want you to know that I'm a really...hard...worker and I know I can do a really good...job...for you." She smiled and fluttered her eyes and she slowly touched his arm and put her hand flat on his chest.

Kevin swallowed and Madison saw a small amount of sweat building as he turned a slight tinge of red. She felt more confident to make her intentions more apparent. She found herself even becoming aroused by his physique. She didn't usually find herself attracted to the guys she came onto at the office but she found Kevin to be very desirable. 

Her breathing deepened and she invaded his space as they touched. She leaned in and in her heels, she was able to reach up and gently kiss him on the lips. He immediately returned her advances and kissed her back as he wrapped his arms around her body. She lifted her thigh and rubbed it against his leg. His hands swept down her back to her thigh, up her skirt and under her panties to fondle her bare ass. 

She unbuttoned her blouse revealing her unadorned breasts. He dove into her chest as he kissed and sucked at her nipples. After a few minutes, she pushed away and knelt down on the floor in front of him. She attacked his belt and unzipped his pants pulling them down slightly to reveal his boxers. He was clearly erect as his boxers did little to hide his member from bobbing up and down in front of her. She pulled down his boxers as he glanced towards the wide-open windows and she saw his enormous, erect penis in front of her with a small droplet of pre-cum oozing from the tip. She quickly sucked his shaft into her mouth. 

She looked up at him and he was staring down at her. She expertly massaged his shaft and lubed everything up with her spit. Her right hand moved up and down his shaft as she swirled his head with her tongue. She changed pace and then moved her head up and down on his rod as he closed his eyes to enjoy the job she was doing. 

Madison felt herself really getting into the moment with Kevin. She moved her left hand up her skirt to her soaking wet lace panties. Pulling them to the side, she rubbed her clit. She imagined Kevin's rock hard dick sliding into her as she swallowed his entire length down her throat. She wanted him. 

Kevin's hands moved to her head and he took control as he started to hold her in place and start to fuck her mouth. She looked at him with a flushed red face as he fucked her. His eyes closed and then he started to moan. Suddenly he stopped and Madison knew what was happening. She braced and swallowed him as he started to cum spurting his semen into her mouth. She sucked onto his shaft and tightened her lips to gather all his cum. 

After sucking him dry, she held his cum in her mouth. She looked up at him from her knees and played with his cum in her mouth, letting him see it on her tongue. Then she swallowed it in front of him and opened her mouth for his approval. She cleaned his dick of any remaining cum and then slowly stood up fixing her clothes and hair. 

Kevin just leaned against his desk with his dick slowly growing limp and had a wide-eyed, dumbfounded look on his face. "Oh my God Madison! That was amazing!"

Madison smiled as she buttoned her blouse. "Well Kevin...that was just a sample. It is hard to make my way up here, but if I were your assistant, we could work together...every day." She ended her sentence with a soft rub of his dick. 

She stepped back, lifted the sides of her skirt, and hooked her thumbs into her panties hanging tightly on her hips. Sliding them down, her skirt fell back down into place. Letting them fall to the floor, she slowly stepped out of her twisted black lace panties. She slowly knelt down to pick them up. 

"Here is something to remember me by" She said as she stuck them into his hand kissing him deeply on the lips. 

He held her panties in his hand and stood there dumbfounded with his pants on the floor as she walked out of his office. She pushed the cart around finishing the mail before returning to her reception desk downstairs. Janet saw her return and approached the counter, "Did you get all that mail delivered?" 

"Yup...it is all taken care of." 

"Thanks Madison! You are a gem!" 

Madison returned to her work and found an email in her inbox from Kevin. It read, "Madison, you were amazing today. Come by my office after work and we can talk about the job. I can't wait to see you again." 

Madison smiled. She thought to herself how her advances seem to have worked. However, she knew she had to be careful. This was often a game of giving only what you have to give. She had been burned in the past where she did too much and then didn't get anything in return. She knew that she could give a taste of what she would do if she got the job but she couldn't give everything away for free. 

The rest of the day dragged on and hours seemed like days. Madison became very restless. She felt herself moisten with the thought of going upstairs and letting Kevin fuck her over his desk. While she wanted the job, she also had her own needs, which seemed to be stronger than usual. 




She Wants the Job



Finally, the hour came. It was quitting time and everyone started to pile out the doors. Janet walked past Madison's desk as she put her coat on and said, "Madison, aren't you leaving?" 

"Oh yes, I'm just finishing a thing or two." 

"Okay dear. See you Monday." 

Janet and others filed out the doors and within about 15-minutes, the building was almost empty. Madison stood up and turned off her computer before walking towards the elevator. Pressing the button for the eighth floor, she watched the doors close on the empty lobby and then open on the deserted eighth floor. Koss employees were driven but well compensated. It was a rarity to find people working late, especially on a Friday night. At most, there may be a half a dozen people in the building including the cleaning crew. 

Madison slowly walked towards Kevin's office and for some reason, felt nervous. She was used to being in control of the situation and was unusually concerned with what Kevin thought about her and whether he really liked her. Normally, Madison felt disconnected from those she fucked and the fucking was a means to an end. With Kevin, she felt different. She wanted the job, but she also wanted him. She would probably be happy just to fuck him without getting anything in return. 

She approached the door and found it to be slightly ajar. Pushing it open slowly, it creaked which caused Kevin to turn around in his office chair. 

"Hello Madison. I'm glad you came. I have been looking forward to talking to you." 

Madison opened the door and walked in to Kevin's office shutting, and locking the door behind her.

"Please...sit down" Kevin said as he rose from his desk and motioned towards his black leather couch. He walked around the desk and joined her just as she was smoothing her skirt to sit down. 

"I looked at your resume Madison and it is very impressive." 

"Thank you Kevin. I do work hard and all my bosses give me good references."

"Oh I'm sure they do if you do what you did this afternoon. You are fantastic." 

Madison blushed slightly and looked away from Kevin with a smile. 

"I also wanted to tell you that there are a few others who applied who are also rather qualified. It looks like it will be a tough decision unless someone really stands out." 

Madison felt like she had a good chance but that Kevin wanted to fuck her before giving her the job. Madison was game for that. She would fuck him in front of his mother if it would get her the job she wanted. 

"I think you really stand out, but I need to make sure you are willing to do whatever it takes to get the job done. I don't want to hire someone who is only going to go halfway."

Madison stared at him with innocent eyes and a half-smile. 

"Are you willing to do whatever it takes Madison?" 

Madison nodded without hesitation. "Oh yes Kevin. I will do whatever it takes." 

"Good then. Get your coat and meet me out front. I'm going to put you to the test. If you really want this job, you are to do whatever I ask. If you do everything, you have the job. If you back out, you stay where you are." 

This caught her off guard. Madison wondered what she was getting into. She was thinking that he was either going to say no, or fuck her there on the couch. Going somewhere was unexpected. Madison felt uneasy because she was used to knowing what was coming next. 

She stood up and straightened her skirt. Turning to walk out the door, she stopped and asked, "Do I need to bring anything Kevin?" 

"Nope...just your beautiful self. I will do the rest." 

Madison smiled and walked out the door. She made her way to her desk, got her coat, and waited for him outside the front doors. In a few minutes, Kevin drove up to the front of the building in his Porsche and stopped in front of her. She approached the car and opened the passenger side door, climbing in keeping her skirt in place to hide her panty-less pussy. 

"Now...take off all your clothes." Kevin commanded. 

"What? You want me to strip? People will see me." 

"Yes. That is what I want you to do. Are you backing out already? I thought you were tougher than that." 

Madison thought, "No. I'm not backing out...I'm not." Madison wasn't new to public nudity. She streaked in college and did her fair share of skinny-dipping. However, she had never just stripped in public like this. 

Sitting in the passenger seat, she removed her coat, slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and removed it to reveal her bra-less breasts to the open air. Her nipples hardened immediately to the brisk air. Kevin reached down to turn on the car's heater. 

Madison reached behind her and unfastened her skirt. She looked around briefly and then looked at Kevin before lifting her hips to slide it down her long slender legs to the floor. She bent down to pick it up and then folded it with her blouse and set them both in the back seat with her coat. 

Kevin glanced down at her stockings and heels. Madison reached down, unbuckled her heels, and kicked them to the side. She seductively slide her hands up her legs and then slowly rolled her stockings down to her ankles before peeling them off each foot. 

"There you go Kevin. Do you like what you see" Madison said as she started to let her sexually adventurous side out. 

"Oh yes. I really do like what I see. You have a gorgeous body Madison." 

"Thank you. I'm looking forward to tonight. What do you have in store for me?" Madison asked with a mixture of curiosity and nervousness. 

"Oh you will see. We will both have a lot of fun tonight honey. Now, fasten your seatbelt."

Kevin then put the car into gear as Madison reached up and pulled the cold seatbelt across and between her breasts. The car peels out just as she clicked the belt into place. He drove out to the main road and onto the freeway without regard for the fact a naked girl was in the passenger seat. In fact, he seemed to take every opportunity to pass cars and trucks on the right side of the car to make sure they could look in to see what he had in the car with him. 

Madison at first instinctively held her modesty by covering her breasts or pussy when passing cars. However, she started to get more and more into the feeling and more comfortable. After only fifteen minutes of driving, she felt completely comfortable and willing to sit on full display for others. 

"Play with yourself" Kevin nonchalantly requested.

Madison glared at him and then quickly remembered that she was on the hook for things tonight. While maintaining eye contact, she slowly slid her left hand down her stomach and targeted her clit with her middle finger. She slowly started to twirl around her clit until her pussy started to moisten and blossom. She had a usual routine for masturbating and she took her time to build a strong climax. She sometimes would play with herself for hours before finally making herself cum. 

Her sex moistened and her labia started to puff out with her excitement. Kevin drove past a large semi truck and Madison looked up straight into the driver's eyes as he looked down to see her playing with herself. His eyes bulged out wide and Madison smiled at him as she slowly licked her wetness off her finger. Kevin watched and smiled as Madison enjoyed giving the trucker the performance of his lifetime. 

Kevin exited the freeway and drove towards a populated shopping area. There was a Walmart, a couple of fast food restaurants, and a small strip mall off to the side. The parking lot was well lit and was about half full. Only a few people were walking around. 

Kevin pulled up to the strip mall, which had several empty units and leasing signs on them and came to a stop. He took the car out of gear and applied the brake. Madison instinctively held her hands over her breasts to cover herself up. 

"Get out and walk over to that doorway. I want you to look inside and then walk towards the Walmart. I will pick you up and then we will leave." 

Madison glared at him. "You have to be kidding. I'm going to be arrested. Why would I get arrested just for some admin job?"

"You won't get arrested. There are no cops around here and in the time it takes for someone to notice you, call the police, and then for them to show up, we will be long gone. All that is going to happen is some strangers are going to see your goodies. You don't know anyone around here and nothing will happen." 

Madison let out a sigh. "How do I know you aren't going to fuck me over and leave me here? I could do all this crap and then you won't give me the job. Or, you give me the job and then screw me and give me no pay and the shit work. I'll do what you ask, but I want your promise that you will make this all worthwhile." 

Kevin reached out and patted her bare leg. "Trust me. I will give you the job if you do everything I ask. Also, I will make sure to give you the upper pay range and also a big bonus every year. You will love it." 

Madison stared at him and tried to gauge how much she could trust him. She decided that walking nude for 100 feet in public isn't that big of a deal. There were pictures of her on the internet from when she streaked and partied in college so this couldn't be any worse. She reached over and opened the door. The cool night air flowed into the car and contrasted the warm interior she had become accustom. 

She stood out in the open. The sun was down and there was only some mild remaining glow in the sky. The parking lot lights were lighting other areas and the light above them was out so she wasn't as exposed as she had thought. She closed the door and Kevin immediately drove away leaving her out in the open. 

She followed her instructions. She walked up to the empty store and took some time to look in through the window. Finishing some fake interest, she turns and starts walking towards the store and the lights. 

As soon as she hit the open light, she hears someone in the distance, "Look Mom! She isn't wearing any clothes!"

Madison's head spins towards the comment and she sees a young boy staring at her holding his mother's hand. The mother looks at Madison and glares at her like some roadside tart looking to steal her husband. The mother says something to the boy and then pulls him towards their car. The boy continues to stare as he ignores his mother's instructions. 

Madison continues walking hoping to complete this assignment as soon as possible. She then finds someone walking towards her. It is a man carrying a grocery bag and staring at his mobile phone. He doesn't notice her and Madison ducks behind a car as he walks by. 

Coming back out of the shadows, she see's Kevin's car sitting directly in front of the store. There is no way for her to make it to the car without being seen by tons of people so she just goes for it. Scurrying as fast as her cold bare feet can take her, she lunges into the open and opens the car door. Before she can make it in, it is clear that people see her as she hears "Holy Shit!", "Oh my God!" and laughter from several different voices and directions. 

Once the car door is shut, Kevin puts the car into gear and takes off towards the nearest exit. He hits the road and is back onto the freeway in seconds to complete their get a way. 

"That was fucking fantastic Madison. You probably made those guys cum in their pants just looking at you. You know they are going to be fantasizing about you for months!" 

Madison was still breathing heavily and felt dizzy from the whole experience. She caught her breath and said with a smile, "That was actually kind of fun." 

It was fully dark now and they drove for another 20 minutes before Kevin took an exit and started to drive up into a neighborhood. After a few twists and turns, he pulled into a driveway of a fairly large and expensive home. The garage door opened to welcome them and he pulled inside. 

"We're home!" He said with an excited smile. 

"Can I get dressed yet?" She asked. 

"Not yet. Leave your clothes and come on inside. Nobody is home...I live alone." 

Madison opened the car door and stretched her long nude leg out rising to her bare feet on the cold garage floor. Kevin walked around the car and opened the door leading into the house. 

"Come on in Madison" he said as he held the door open and swung his arm into the house. 

She folded her arms and walked into the warm house. Kevin shut the door behind her and he led her through the house's interior. The home was very expensive. She saw custom paint and original paintings on the walls, and luxurious rugs covering the hardwood floors. The house was warm but not too warm and climate controlled with precision. 

He led her through several hallways before they finally found themselves in his kitchen. The lights turned on automatically as they entered the room. The kitchen kept up the same standards as the house with top of the line appliances and no expense spared. Madison definitely felt comfortable as she saw that Kevin was a man of good taste. 

"Would you like some wine to settle your nerves sweetie?" Kevin asked as he opened a wine refrigerator and pulled out a bottle. 

"God Yes...Please!" She begged. 

Kevin pulled two wine glasses down from the holders and poured them each a glass of wine. He then turned around and handed Madison her wine where she finally had to let go of her breasts and let them hang free. The kitchen was surrounded on one wall with large floor to ceiling windows that carried the design through the dining room and into the living room. With all the lights on and the windows open, Madison stared at the windows as she took her wine and was sure anyone outside could clearly watch her entire nude body. 

"Don't worry about the windows there. There isn't anyone out there. My view over looks other houses and nobody can see in." 

Madison smiled and asked after sipping her wine, "So what do we have in store?" 

"Oh, we are going to have some real fun tonight. We may test a few limits, but that is the point. I need to know what you are willing to do for me." 

Madison took another, larger drink from her wine. She walked into the dining room and look around at the pictures and décor as she finished her wine and they had some small talk about growing up and life. In the living room, she found pictures of Kevin as a kid and his family growing up. There were pictures of him in boarding school and in front of very large expansive mansions with older people. It would seem that Kevin comes from a long line of money. 

Madison finished her wine as Kevin walked in behind her with the bottle. "A little refill there?" he asked as he simultaneously started to pour wine into her glass. She continued to wander around the room becoming less and less conscious of the fact she was nude. Kevin admired her form as every movement and every pose seemed to come straight from a erotic picture set. His eyes explored every curve and every dimple on her body. 

Her legs were long and slender yet had a muscular look to them. He could make out slight definitions of her muscular form but she was far from being too developed and kept a very soft feminine look. Her hips flowed outward and inwards to her waist. Her ass was perfectly smooth and curved as it led up to the two small dimples on her lower back. Her hair was perfect as it trailed down her spine and dangled around her supple shoulders. 

She raised her glass to her succulent lips as she finished the last of her wine. Her head tipped backwards to find the final drops coming out and hitting her tongue. She turned to look at him and stumbled slightly as she started to walk towards him. Her vision became blurry. 

"Well...whh...whhhaa...woa....what's happen...."

During the final word, Madison dropped her glass breaking it on the hardwood floor and became unsteady on her legs. She fell forwards into Kevin's arms and he caught her unconscious limp body gently laying her to the floor before turning her over and picking her up to carry her into another room. 

"Time to have some fun Madison" Kevin says to her comatose face. 

Hours later, Madison started to regain consciousness. Everything was extremely blurry but she felt like she was in new surroundings. The lighting was different. It was a harsher white light. The room was colder and seemed like a basement. She was standing upright and when she tried to move her arms, she couldn't move anything at all. 

Her vision was slow to recover and she yelled out, "Kevin! Kevin?! What is going on here?" 

She looked around and she could start to make out the room. The walls were gray and there were two bright florescent lights in the ceiling behind her creating heavily lit areas and heavily darkened areas of the room. There seemed to be a different type of directional directly above her lighting up her space. It made it hard to make out details in the distance. The room had a mixture of smells from musty, to leather, to sweat. There were no sounds except for the buzzing of the lights above her. 

She heard something in the distance but couldn't make out what it was. It sounded like a heavy metal door opening and closing. 

"Kevin! Kevin? Is that you?"

A figure started to take shape in the distance. It seemed to be Kevin but the light and shadows prevented her from making out the details. 

Madison continued to look around and assess her situation. She was still naked and she seemed to be restrained standing up. Her feet were bound to a bar between her ankles. The bar was connected to a pole behind her to which her hands were restrained. A collar cinched around neck attached to the same pole, which restricted how much she could look around. She could barely make out that something was also below her. She felt something pressing against the entrance to her pussy. It was soft and flexible and felt like a dildo of sorts. 

"What the fuck do you think you are doing? I didn't imagine any of this shit when I signed up Kevin." 

The figure lingered in the shadow and remained silent. 

"What the fuck do you think you are doing to do to me? I was ready to fuck you. You didn't have to drug me and strap me down." 

The figure slowly stepped out of the shadow and it was Kevin. He was naked and he simply stared at her. For the first time, Madison got a good look at his full body. He was clearly muscular and well defined. She could make out the edges and groves between his lean muscles and she could see that he was indeed her type. She liked what she saw, especially his large semi-hard cock, but she wasn't in the mood to let on. 

"Hello Madison. I'm glad you are finally awake. That means we can start now. We are going to have sex...lots of sex. But I want to see what you are willing...or able...to endure."

"I'm not into this bondage shit. Let me go." 

"Oh no. You are mine now. However, I'm fair. You can still back out. If you say the safe word 'Gorilla', I will let you go. Otherwise, I'm going to be in control and you have to do whatever I tell you to do."

Kevin paused to let things sink in. 

"Just remember though. If you back out, no job. No Raise. No nothing. If you go through with everything, then not only will you get the job, but you will make a lot of money too." 

Madison paused and considering her situation, she didn't feel she had much of a choice. She was used to being the one in control. She was supposed to be the one coming onto guys and fucking them. She wasn't used to being fucked. She wasn't familiar with bondage, but she knew that it was obviously Kevin's thing. She thought to herself, "I guess if I let this Kevin get off doing his thing I can still get what I want." 

Madison submissively nodded towards Kevin giving her approval to proceed. 

Kevin walked behind her to a table and got a warmed bottle of baby oil. Slowly, he dispensed it to his hand and slowly slathered it all over Madison's body starting at her neck. The slow oil massage worked its way down her body covering her breasts, stomach, back, ass, pussy, and down her legs. Kevin's methods were slow and deliberate and while Madison was new to this process, she didn't object to any of his advances and in fact enjoyed what was happening so far. 




She Wants the Job



Her oiled skin glistened in the uneven lighting of the room. Kevin moved around behind her again and she heard noises as he moved equipment. He appeared in front of her putting a ball gag into her mouth and tightening it around her head. He focused his attention on the dildo under her. He removed the dildo attachment and then reattached a white object with a round head. It had switches and a power cord. Flipping a switch, she quickly discovered it was a vibrator before he turned it back off. 

He adjusted the pole and moved the vibrator up to settle gently between her labia. He locked it into place and then flipped a switch when she immediately felt a jolt of arousal shoot from her loins to her head and back down to her feet. The vibrator seemed to cradle her clit perfectly and she didn't have enough slack in her restraints to move in any direction. Madison instinctively let out a soft moan as Kevin took a step backwards to admire the art in front of him. 

Kevin walked behind her again as Madison started to settle into the extreme attention her clit was receiving. Kevin made some more sounds and then Madison started to feel him behind her touching her ass. She felt pressure as he started to insert a string of beads into her ass. One after another, he steadily slipped well-lubricated beads the size of marbles into her ass. This was another foreign and alien feeling for her, yet she refused to give in. Rather than disgusted, she found herself becoming more involved in what he was doing to her. 

Madison was used to being in control and making the sexual advances. She worked to please her men. She fucked them and she gave them her attention often getting little in return. Kevin was now the one giving her all the attention. He was working to make her feel good rather than the other way around. Madison started to rethink and reassess the situation. The beads continued to fill her ass with loose connections between them. After he finished inserting close to a dozen beads, he finished leaving the end dangling from her ass. 

The vibrator changed tempo and Madison's body was really responding to the constant stimulation. Her pussy started to become soaked and her clit engorged itself as it basked in the relenting persistence of the device. 

After several minutes of stimulation, Kevin appeared in front of her again to view his evolving masterpiece. He watched Madison's body react to the constant stimulation. He knew she hadn't cum yet, but he knew that she was starting to react to the vibration. Her labia engorged themselves, her clit was erect, her chest was flushed red, and in spite of the oil on her, he could see small beads of sweat. Her chest heaved in and out and her eyes closed as she negotiated the feelings inside of her. 

He turned off the vibrator and removed it from the mount and the pole. She let out a sigh of relief to have that constant urging in her pussy. The stimulation was enough to arouse her but not enough to bring her to orgasm. He moved behind her again and after a few seconds came back into view with a larger contraption. He removed the pole from between her legs and he set a metal box down in its place. The pole then mounted through a hole in the box and he adjusted the box to aim the pole back towards her swollen pussy. He fetched a medium-sized black plastic dildo and attached it to the end of the pole. 

After a few more adjustments, he positioned the dildo at the entrance to her sex. He plugged in a small box with a couple of dials to the side of the box and flipped some switches. Immediately, the box came to life and the pole began to thrust forward pushing the dildo into her moist pussy. Madison became frightened and her eyes were as wide open as they could be. In spite of the ball gag, she could have said the safeword, but through a combination of desire for the job and the desire for a good fucking, she refused. 

Kevin made some more adjustments and then with another turn of the dial, the dildo began to drill in and out of her pussy. From an amalgamation of her body oil, the lube on the dildo, and her own moisture, the fucking rod made a slurping sound each time it penetrated her body. The machine was deliberate and relentless. Completely unlike the other men Madison had fucked in her life. Most of her sexual experiences, while many, were short-lived. Quickies in the manager's office, or a short blow job. The longest she had was when she fucked her boyfriend in college but even he was quick to the trigger. Madison had only experienced two orgasms from men and most of her orgasms in her life came from her own fingers. This felt bizarre and she was engrossed with experiencing more. 

Kevin stood in front of her and closely watched her reactions as he manipulated the dials on the control. Like a puppeteer, he could make the machine fuck her deeper, faster, or both. He could see the telltale signs that Madison couldn't resist much longer. Her breathing was much deeper and faster her skin flushed. 

After several minutes of slow constant fucking, Kevin turned up the intensity and the machine started to move faster and faster. Madison responded with moving her hips as little as she could with the machine's rhythm. Madison's wetness built up and her cum started to cover the dildo as it rammed in and out of her. Strings and gobs of girl cum accumulated around the shaft. 

Then she felt it. She shut her eyes and felt a knot growing deep in her stomach. She felt her leg muscles ache and her toes curled. Her labia and her pussy bloomed and flowed with the machine's desire to fuck her. The feelings grew in waves and her orgasm was welling up. 

Kevin stood there and simply soaked in what was happening in front of him. His cock was rock hard and dripping with precum. He was so close to cumming that a simple touch would have set him off. He used all his will to avoid touching himself to save himself for her last fuck of the night. 

Madison kept her eyes closed and her breathing quickened as she felt her body spasm from her core. When it hit her, her body completely tensed up and it caused the machine to almost fall out of her gaping pussy but her restraints prevented her from too much movement. The machine was unyielding and insistent. Kevin stood there growing a larger erection as he watched her pussy literally drip onto the dildo and onto the floor. She gasped and then held her breath as her orgasm washed over her and Kevin turned a few dials to slow the machine back down. 

As Madison calmed, Kevin turned off the machine and let the dildo come to a halt inside of her body. Her breathing slowed and Kevin walked over and caressed the side of her face. 

"That was number one." 

She stared at him through exhausted but satisfied eyes but remained silent through the gag. He walked behind her and for several minutes, all she could hear was movement of equipment. She settled back into her restraints with a dildo resting inside of her. She was astonished at the experience she just had. She had never cum so hard. She had never felt someone, or something, fuck her so intently and so persistently. 

Kevin returned and removed the dildo from her pussy and carried the machine away. He unbuckled Madison's ankles and then disconnected her collar and her wrist restraints from the pole. She felt weak and he swiftly bent her forward and picked her up over his shoulder swinging her hair over her face. He casually walked a few feet to the side of the room where she could make out two posts with a pad in between them. 

He gently but calculatedly swung her body around like a rag doll and placed her on her knees between and next to the two posts. She felt light headed from swinging around and before she could get her senses, he started to attach straps from the bottom of each post to her thighs. Cinching them tight, she felt a small pain from each of them, which brought her focus back to what was happening to her. 

Kevin then rapidly completed the transition by lifting her restrained wrists behind her back and connecting them to a chain dangling above her. This forced her forward and she complied with his sculpting by lowering her head to the floor allowing her arms to bend behind her. Kevin finished by attaching her collar to a hook on the floor. 

She felt completely restrained again. She was balancing on her knees and her shoulders adjusting to the extreme position. It didn't hurt because years of dancing taught her flexibility and she became settled into her contorted pose. 

Kevin stood and his erection sprang back to life as he viewed her alluring body in such a captivating and tempting position. Madison felt completely exposed and she began to feel very vulnerable. She protested through her ball gag but Kevin heard nothing but a muffled sentence. He bent down to pull the gag out to hear what she had to say. 

"What the fuck are you doing now?" she said as she feigned disgust. 

"Settle down honey. You are going to like this even more than your last orgasm. Each one will be stronger than the last." 

Kevin replaced the ball gag feeling Madison had enough opportunity to give the safe word and returned to his elaborate plot. Madison couldn't look around but she could once again hear Kevin moving equipment around. He positioned something behind her and she felt a long smooth cold metal object touch her pussy from behind. Kevin slowly slid it inside her and positioned it so it stayed in place. 

The object was rather slender and, while long, was hardly big enough to stimulate her like the dildo she just had inside. She didn't feel them, but Kevin also applied four small patches to the insides of Madison's thighs. Madison settled into position with the object inserted. Then, in an instant, she felt lightning shoot through her lower body. The simulation lasted only a split second but it was focused and it hit her intimate areas with a precision she had never felt. 

Kevin adjusted some knobs and said, "Get ready Madison. This is something you have never experienced before." He then pushed a button on a remote and the system went through a pre-programmed routine of electrical simulation to her body. The pads and the object inserted worked in concert to send electrical pulses through her loins. The feeling was overwhelming and within seconds, Madison could feel her second orgasm building inside of her pussy walls. 

Madison actually felt her pussy contract and flex with each pulse of stimulation. She felt her pussy moisten to the point she started to make small drips onto the floor. The pulses felt intense without any pain. Madison had never felt this deep and concentrated of an erotic feeling in her life. After just a few more seconds, she felt her orgasm well up within her. Her eyes shut tight and she bit down on the ball gag as she felt waves of pleasure and desire coursing through her body. 

Her pussy continued to contract and constrict around the machine attached to her. Her orgasm continued to flow and was just as relentless as the current running through her. The small dripping grew to a short burst of liquid with each contraction. She opened her eyes and peered between her legs to see the wires hanging from her thighs and pussy. The liquid was pouring from her and pooled on the padding under her. 

She let out a moan and a shriek through her gag as her first orgasm slowly subsided. The program was designed to have strong stimulation followed by little to no simulation. Kevin simply sat back and watched the show unfold in front of him as he stroked his cock building beads of precum. Madison managed to turn her head enough to see her captor witness her undulate and spasm in blinding orgasms. 

The machine changed tempo and this time she felt small short pulses quickly fire through her. It felt almost like a vibrator, but it was a part of her rather than just touching her. Madison rotated her hips as much as she could to fuck the machine the best she could. After only a minute, the machine slowly stepped up the intensity and once again, she felt another orgasm surge through her. 

"OHhh...myy...GOD!" she managed to moan through her gag. 

Kevin stood up and removed her gag from her mouth. Saliva trailed from her lips as he took it away. 

"AAAHHH...ooohhhh...OOHHH..MY...GOD...FUCK...ME!" Madison screamed with the new found freedom her mouth had. 

Her second orgasm lasted for a solid two minutes as it rocked and pitched through her. She twisted and turned with each spasm and was out of breath and started hyperventilating by the time the machine finally relented. As Madison calmed, she rested her head on the hard floor and breathed deeply. Kevin watched her back rise and fall with each breath. Her body glistened more from sweat as it beaded up on her smooth brown skin. Her hair, now damp, lost all its curl and clung to her skin as it snaked its way down her back and her shoulders. 

Kevin's cock stood at attention stretching itself with the veins protruding ready to impale her weak and well-fucked pussy. He resisted the temptation of drilling her at that very moment. He turned off the machine, removed the attachments, and after a few minutes he returned with a bottle of water with a straw. 

"That was two...and three. You need some water." 

Madison looked up and her dry lips darted for the straw. She sucked in the water as if she were dying of thirst. She finally stopped only after choking. Kevin removes the water and leaves to gather more equipment. After a few minutes, he returns again with what looks like a saddle. It is black leather flat on the bottom, front, and back and the sides curve up and over the top. In the middle, there is a hole where he attaches a small pink textured dildo. 

He turns his attention to Madison's weak and frail body. He releases her collar from the floor and then her arms from the chain. She adjusts her contorted body and returns to a normal posture. Releasing the thigh restraints, she is able to stand...barely. 

Kevin lifts her up and helps her to the saddle. He puts her feet on each side and then bends her knees to make her collapse on top of the machine. The dildo is inches from her pussy as she sits down and she looks down at what is going to fuck her next. 

She starts to act drunk and extremely fatigued. Kevin helps her by lifting her body and aiming her towards the dildo. 

"Time for number four Madison." 

She instinctively reaches down and touches the dildo to help aim it inside of her body. Kevin lowers her down and she settles down onto her new fuck buddy. The dildo slides up inside of her soaking wet pussy with ease and Kevin once again turns to a controller and the dildo starts to vibrate inside of her. 

Madison perks up, "Oooh...that is nice" she says with a smile and a giggle. Madison closes her eyes and puts her hands on the front of the saddle as she starts to gyrate her hips with the dildo. Kevin makes another adjustment and the dildo starts to rotate and move within her. 

"Ohh...my...that...is...nice." 

Madison instinctively rocks her hips back and forth. Kevin slowly turns up the intensity of the vibration and then with one further adjustment, the dildo starts to pump in and out of her pussy. Madison gets into the feeling and she rubs her body. Her hands slowly move up her oiled but clammy skin and through her hair as she arches her back and grinds her pussy into the machine. 

After a few more minutes, a second vibration beings to emanates from the saddle, which focuses on her clit. Madison stops moving and lets the machine fuck her. She rests her hands on her hips and tilts her head down as she just focuses on the feeling. 

Just as before, another orgasm begins to fill her. Her toes curl behind her and she squeezes the saddle with her legs as she feels her pussy start to spasm around the dildo. Kevin walks up to her as she starts to cum and aims his dick at her mouth. 

Without any instruction, she dives onto his dick and sucks in the entire length. She grabs his ass and pulls him forward as her orgasm builds strength. She expertly lubes his cock with her mouth and his erection has been growing so hard he thought he was going to split open waiting to fuck her. 

"Oh God! Yes! Please Kevin...Fuck me!" Madison says during the peak of her orgasm. 

He pulls her forward and she falls off the saddle, which continues to move without her. She lies down flat on the floor unable to hold herself up and pivots her ass into the air as Kevin walks behind her. He straddles behind her putting his knees on each side of her thighs. He pulls her ass apart and peers in between her legs to see her sopping wet red swollen pussy. With one move, he grabs his cock and forces his way inside of her. 

He passionately begins to thrust in and out of her. He has been waiting for hours to do this and he almost cums immediately. Her pussy clenches around his cock and she moans with each of his penetrations. 

"Oh god...Don't stop. Your dick is so great. I'm going to cum again" she howls. 

Her eyes roll back into her head and he feels her pussy begin to spasm. On cue, he begins to slowly pull the beads from her ass. Each bead echoes through her body and intensifies her orgasm more and more. He continues to relentlessly pound her pussy and soon the excitement is too much for him. 

"Oh god. I'm cumming Madison. I'm cumming inside of you!" 

He impales her with one final thrust as he pulls the final bead and then sprays her womb with his hot seed. His overdue ejaculation is so intense she feels each spurt of semen fill her up. He clutches her ass cheeks and empties his balls inside of her eager womb. 

After he finishes, he collapses on top of her and rolls to the side trailing semen over her ass and down her hip. Cum drools from her pussy as she lay on the floor completely fucked and falls unconscious. 

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The next morning, Madison wakes up in a well-made comfortable bed. She feels silk sheets and a down comforter over her naked body. Turning over, she finds Kevin in bed with her staring at her with a loving and intimate look. 

"Good morning honey. How did you sleep?" 

Madison smiles at him. "Kevin, that was amazing last night." Her smile lights him up and they stare at each other for several minutes as he caresses her bare arm. 

She twirls a fingernail on his skin and then asks, "I have one question." 

"Yes? What is that?" 

With an ear-to-ear smile, she asks, "Did I get the job? I hope so, because I want to do that again!"

Kevin smiles back at her. "Oh yes honey. You definitely got the job. And we will definitely do that all again."



She Wants to be a Porn Star



Ever since Lisa lost her virginity a year ago at the tender age of 18, she couldn't get enough sex. She loved feeling a hard cock reaming her pussy, or sliding into her ass or even her mouth. She had gone through four different boyfriends in the past year but none of them could keep up with her and soon left for better pastures.

When she arrived home from work this evening, her pussy was burning with need. She hadn't been fucked in over a week and she was going crazy. Stepping into her small one bedroom apartment, she thought about fingering herself when she spotted the flyer that had been slipped beneath her door. Leaning down, she picked it up, and then began to read:

"Adult Movie star Auditions,

Do you enjoy sex? Do you enjoy it so much that you can't get enough? Do you want to get paid for having sex but don't want to be called a whore?

If you answered yes to any of these questions, then come down to; 486 N First Street between 9Am and 2Pm Monday thru Friday and audition to be in an adult movie. If you are hired, you will be paid a lump sum of $200.00 per movie.

Any questions call Vince (555) 555-8940 Producer."

Lisa looked at the flyer and was sure she had suddenly died and gone to heaven. Her pussy was still throbbing like crazy, but she ignored it. Somehow she felt she had found the answer to all her problems.

At 11Am the next morning Lisa arrived at the address listed on the flyer. She had dressed simply in a miniskirt and halter top. At 5'7" and 110lbs, she felt the outfit really showed off her legs and 32B breasts. Her long reddish brown hair hung in waves around her shoulders. Her pale blue eyes sparkled in excitement at the thought of what she was about to do.

There was a woman sitting behind a desk in the main room when Lisa walked into the building. There were also 3 or four other girls there to. Ranging in size and race, from black to Hispanic to white like her. Lisa ignored the other women and walked up to the desk. "Hello." She said politely.

The woman looked her over, nodded and handed her a clipboard. "Fill this out; someone will be with you shortly."

Lisa thanked her then moved over to an empty chair. She looked at the questionnaire before her. It was a standard questionnaire. Name, age, sexual orientation, sexual experience, why did she want to be a porn star, what could she bring to the movie, stuff like that. She filled out the form then sat down with the other women to wait.

She watched the other women led through a door off the room she was in. Some were back there for a while; others came back in just a few minutes. Other women from off the street arrived while she waited.

Lisa had been sitting there about 2 hours when she heard her name called. She looked up at a man about 55, with a medium build and green eyes. His salt and pepper hair was brushed neatly back from his face. When he motioned for her to follow him, she did quickly.

She followed him down a long hallway. She could hear moans coming from several of the closed doors along the way but she ignored them. Instead she followed the man into a tastefully decorated office. There was a desk with a couple of plush chairs in front of it. "Have a seat." He said moving around the desk as he pointed to one of the chairs.

Lisa dropped her coat and purse on one of the chairs and sat down in the other one. She watched as the man looked over her questionnaire then lifted his eyes to hers. "So you're addicted to sex huh?" he asked his expression never changing.

Lisa shuffled nervously in her chair. "Well I don't know if I am clinically. But it seems like I can't get enough of it."

The man nodded then looked back at the form before him. He finished reading then set it down, before he locked his hands together on the desk before him. "Do you have any problem with having sex with people watching?"

Again Lisa shifted in the chair. "I don't know; I've never had anyone watch me have sex before."

The man suddenly smiled. "I like your attitude. Okay, here is the thing. I run a porn studio. If you take the job if you are offered it, you will more n likely be having sex with at least 4 -- 5 men a day." 

Lisa's pussy pulsed at the thought. "You will be in a room with not only your sex partner but men and women with camera's who will be filming your sex scene." He glanced back at her questionnaire before looking at her again. "Now you listed your sexual orientation as straight, would you be willing to perform with another woman?"

Lisa was startled, she hadn't been expecting this. "Um...I'm not sure. I have never been with another woman and never had any interest in it. Is that a requirement?"

Again the man smiled. "No, of course not, we are looking for some women to perform lesbian scenes with but it isn't a requirement for the job."

Lisa sighed in relief, she knew if it meant getting the job she would perform with a woman but she wasn't sure she liked the idea.

Suddenly the man stood up, "Well you have passed the first part of the interview. If you will follow me we will continue with the second part." 

Lisa grabbed her stuff then followed him from the room. He stopped at one of the closed doors they had passed on the way in. He knocked quickly then opened the door leading her inside.

As the man who had interviewed her closed the door, Lisa looked around. There was a queen sized bed taking up most of the room. There was also a plush chair seated next to the bed, which she laid her stuff on. It was only when the man she had been talking to began speaking that she realized there was anyone else in the room. "Joe, this is Lisa, she will be performing with you today."

Lisa's eyes moved over a big man lying on his side on the bed. He was naked and smiling at her. The man had to be at least 6'2" and 200lbs of pure muscle. Hanging soft between his legs was the biggest cock she had ever seen. 

When the man saw where her eyes drifted, he smiled. "It's 10 1/2 inches long and 3 ½ inches in diameter when it's hard darling." He said in a deep voice that had a tinge of a southern accent to it.

She lifted her eyes to his face. He had shoulder length jet black hair that hung over his shoulders but it was his eyes that pierced her. They were a deep, dark blue and seemed like they were looking right through her. 

"I think you scared her Vince." The big man said with a chuckle as he moved up onto his knees.

Lisa swallowed hard and licked her suddenly dry lips. "Um...No, startled is a better description."

Vince chuckled as he moved over to the chair; he threw her things on the floor then sat down looking at Joe. "Anytime you're ready."

Joe smiled at her then moved fluidly off the bed. She was startled when he suddenly stood right before her and reached behind her neck to undo the top of her halter top. "Um...Exactly what is going on?" she asked as he bared her breasts to his gaze.

Joe lowered his eyes to her bare breasts, taking in their small stature. He lifted one hand, running a finger lightly over her nipple. He smiled when the nipple suddenly hardened. "You and I are gonna have sex honey." He said lifting his dark eyes back to hers.

"We are?" She asked softly as her pussy pulsed with need.

Joe nodded as he pushed her shirt down until it hit her skirt then he opened her skirt with skillful fingers. He whistled when the skirt slid down her hips and legs and he saw she wasn't wearing any panties. "We've got a hot one here Vince." He said never taking his eyes from her body.

Unsure of what was going on, Lisa had forgotten that Vince was still in the room. As Joe slid her shirt down over her hips and down her legs, she let her eyes drift over to the older man. He was sitting in the chair watching them with lust filled eyes. His 7 inch cock was hard and he was stroking it slowly.

Lisa didn't protest as Joe took her hand and led her to the bed. He sat on the edge then pulled her towards him. Lisa still had her eyes on Vince. "You're going to watch?"

Vince nodded as he let his eyes move greedily over her naked body. The only things she still wore were her stockings and boots. "Oh yes, whoever does the initial interview watches the sex act. It gives the girls a chance to get a taste of what it is like in the main room. If a girl can't handle it then she is sent on her way."

While Vince had been talking, Joe had pushed Lisa's legs a bit apart and was running his finger up and down over her pussy lips. Lisa moaned quietly as she closed her eyes. "Oh yes."

Joe chuckled as he finally parted her lower lips. Her clit was throbbing and way out of its hood. "Like I said, she's a hot one." He growled right before he lowered his mouth to her pussy.

Lisa whimpered in desire at the first touch of his mouth. Her hands rested on his shoulders as her legs shook. She whimpered louder when she felt Joe take her clit between his lips and suck hard on it. "Oh god, that feels so good." Her hands dug into his shoulders as her legs threatened to buckle beneath her.

Joe wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close as he attacked her pussy with his mouth. He sucked hard at her clit, and then moved his lips down until he was able to suck at her slit. 

Lisa shrieked in pleasure when he suddenly slammed his tongue deep inside her and moved it in and out like a small cock.

Vince moved his chair closer to the bed so he could get a good eye view of what Joe was doing. Joe had been with him for 7 years and was one of his more popular stars. He went by Big Joe on screen because of the size of his cock. 

His eyes lowered as he watched Joe's tongue slide deep into the new girl's pussy. He had a feeling she was going to fit right in. She didn't seem to be having any problem with him watching. In fact she seemed to be putting on a show for him. "Oh eat me, give Vince a good view baby." She moaned pressing her pussy closer to Joe's face as she lifted one of her legs onto the bed so Vince could see her pussy better.

Joe, who had been concentrating on what he was doing, lifted his eyes to Vince's at Lisa's cry. When the older man nodded, he pulled his mouth from her pussy. "Oh don't stop." She begged pushing her pussy against him.

Joe laughed. "Relax honey, I'm not gonna leave you wanting." Lisa's eyes were glazed with desire, her pussy was on fire and her legs were shaking like crazy. She didn't argue when Joe suddenly helped her to lie down on her back on the bed. 

He pressed her legs far apart so Vince could get a good look at her glistening hole before he once again lowered his mouth. "Yes, eat me." She cried when she felt his tongue once again slide inside her. She humped her body furiously against him as he slammed his tongue in and out of her sopping hole. "Eat me, I'm going to cum." She sobbed pulling at her breasts with her hands.

Joe ran his finger up to her clit and flicked it roughly making Lisa whimper in desire. "Please." she begged pressing herself tightly against him. "Make me cum."

Vince forced his hand to move slowly over his cock as he watched the woman writhing around on the bed. He watched as Joe stabbed his tongue inside her repeatedly and his breath came out in ragged pants. "Make the bitch cum Joe." he ordered leaning forward so far in his chair that he was sitting on the edge.

Joe grinned against Lisa's body. The boss ordered it so he would obey. He locked his lips around her slit, sucking hard while he continued to slam his tongue inside her while he took her clit between two of his fingers and pulled furiously at it.

Lisa screamed in pleasure and pain as she suddenly came hard against Joe's mouth. "I'm cummmmmmiiiiiiinnnnnngggggg..." she screamed locking her legs tightly around his head.

Joe's mouth was suddenly full of her juices and he drank them up greedily before he drove his tongue inside her once more looking for any he had missed. When he finally pulled away, Lisa was laying on the bed panting with her eyes closed.

"Are you still alive little girl?" Joe asked with a chuckle in his voice.

Lisa slowly opened her eyes and smiled at him. "Oh yea, what's next?"

Joe chuckled. "Well, normally this is where I shove my cock down the girl's throat."

Lisa's mouth watered at the thought of sucking on that huge piece of meat. Joe saw her look and smiled. "What do you think Vince, should we let the little fiend have a taste?"

Lisa moved her eyes to Vince's; they were pleading with the older man to say yes. Vince just laughed as he continued to slowly stroke his cock. "Sure, let her have a taste Joe." He said with a smile.

Lisa smiled brightly as she watched Joe move up beside her face. She opened her mouth wide as he slowly fed her his length. She was only able to get about a quarter of his cock in her mouth but she loved the feeling of it nonetheless. 

She sucked deeply at his rod as her hand jacked the remaining part. She let her tongue move over him in a loving caress that made Joe moan. "How is she?" Vince asked from his chair.

Joe smiled at the older man over his shoulder. "She's good Vince. The only other one I have had that was better was Brittany."

Vince's eyes darkened at Brittany's name. Brittany had been his next door neighbor's daughter and wanted to be a porn star. She had left 2 years ago to marry some trucker she had met in a bar one night. Vince still seethed at the fact that he had lost his best leading lady. "Don't mention that name." Vince growled through clenched teeth.

Joe smiled as he stroked Lisa's face. Lisa was working her magic on his cock and he had to admit it felt good. The little bitch sure knew how to suck cock that was for sure. "Okay sugar, time for the main event." Joe said suddenly pulling his cock from her mouth.

Lisa moaned in disappointment when she felt his cock leave her mouth, and then smiled when she saw him move down between her legs. He didn't lay over her like her other lovers. Instead, he spread her legs wide, and then lifted her body until she was resting on his bent knees. He positioned his cock at the entrance to her pussy. "Ready baby?" he asked looking into her lust filled eyes.

"Yes, please. Fuck me Joe...I need it so bad." She bent her knees until she had her legs feet braced against the bed with her knees opened wide. She knew that with her in this position, she gave Vince a perfect view of the action. Her hands went to her tits and she started mauling them.

Joe watched her for a minute, and then slowly let his cock slip into her body. "Ooooohhhhh Yessssssssss..." She moaned as she felt him fill her. Joe was bigger then any of the other men who had fucked her but she was so hot that even the pain of him stretching her, turned her on. "So good, fuck me." She begged as he kept sliding into her depths.

Joe hit bottom when he had about ¾ of his length buried inside her. He looked over at Vince whose eyes were glued to where their bodies were locked together. The older man was panting and his hand was flying over his cock. 

Joe smiled then turned his eyes back to where his cock was inside the woman behind him. He wrapped his hands around her legs as he concentrated on pulling back out of Lisa's clinging pussy.

Lisa whimpered when she felt him leave her only to scream suddenly when he slammed hard into her. "Oh fuck me," she cried as Joe started thrusting powerfully into her. "It feels so fucking good."

Lisa pulled at her tits while Joe pummeled his cock in and out of her body. "God, she's tight." Joe grunted as he felt her muscles pulling at his hard cock. Her juices squished between their bodies as he reamed her hot pussy with his hard rod. 

"Cum for me baby," He panted thrusting vigorously into her body. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her even tighter against him as he rode her fast and furiously. "Cum for me you little slut," He growled as one hand moved to her clit and pulled mercilessly on it.

Lisa had been on the brink when he suddenly pulled at her clit. Her body was humping furiously against his own, meeting his powerful thrusts with ones of her own. Her head waved back and forth over the bed as her breath came out in ragged pants. "I'm Cummmmiinnnngggg..." She shrieked loudly as her body convulsed hard around him.

Joe groaned deeply as he felt her body tighten around him. He had a hard time pulling his cock from inside her because her body had such a tight hold on him. He kept her cumming as long as he could, then finally let her body drift down as he continued to pound into her. "Vince, I want her for the movie." He panted as he fucked her harder looking for his own release.

Being a porn star, Joe had learned to come on command but Lisa's pussy was clutching at him so hard that he knew he would have no control on when he was going to cum. When he felt her suddenly go over the edge once again, he pulled his cock from her body more out of self preservation then anything. 

While her pussy gripped at air, he stroked his cock violently until he let out a loud roar and came all over her stomach. His roar was matched in frequency as Vince suddenly came all over his clothes.

As Lisa laid there, her body coming down from its sexual release, she watched the two men coming before her. Somehow without even being told, she knew that she had gotten the job.

The End