1 comments/ 12580 views/ 1 favorites The Perfect Date By: wingwagon I showed up late as usual, but as late as I was, she was still getting ready when I arrived. "Didn't I say we were going to leave by 7:00 PM, it's almost 8:00pm now." "I knew you were going to be late so I took my time." Well I couldn't argue with that logic so I settled myself into her comfy chair and waited until she presented herself for the evening. I turned WBGO on the radio and listened to some Billie Holiday as I bided my time. I have always been a sucker for Billie's unique style the way she turns a phrase on its ear or flips the emphasis from front to back giving a happy song a sadder tone or a sad song a defiant tone. So as I sat there falling in love with Billie for the one-millionth time, my date made her arrival. Exquisite, I thought, as she came into the room. Everything about her said class, from her hair so perfectly coifed to her shoes which elegantly matched her Dior dress that she chose to wear for the evening. "Hey angel, so what do you wanna do this evening?" I asked her, as I stared at her lovely figure in this dress that looked like it was made for her. "I thought you had everything planned," she said as she stared at me while putting items into her evening bag. "Naw, I just thought I'd wing it, but if you are okay with it, we can just order in and watch TV. That's always an option" I said waiting for a reaction. "I didn't get all "gussied" up just to have takeout and watch television. I want to go out." She said, arms folded and giving me a look that could kill. I jump up out of the chair and stick out my arm to escort her for the evening, "your wish, angel, is my command." As we leave her building, I have a limo waiting and the driver opens our door as we hustle into the back. Awaiting her is a well-appointed leather interior with crystal glasses and champagne on ice. I proceed to open the champagne and pour her a glass. The infamous New York City potholes make drinking and riding a bit treacherous but we handle it and enjoy ourselves. I take a little of the Champagne and pour just a bit on her neck; it runs down her shoulder to her collarbone. I quickly use my tongue to lick it up before it reached her dress but I linger on her neck, kissing her and licking her until the taste of champagne is all but gone. I know she's resisting moaning because of the driver but when I nibble at her ears, her squeals are another story. "Stop. You're giving me goose bumps and they won't look at all attractive in this dress." At that point, I just looked at her and wanted to let her know how much she meant to me but I let it pass. I would have more than enough time to do that later. The limo pulled up to our first stop, Ruby Foo's, a nouvelle Asian restaurant in the heart of the Time Square area. We jumped out of the limo and stepped into a faux Asian décor that was brimming with people. Because we were regulars we were seated right away. It was a quiet table near a window where we could watch people go by. She ordered the Pad Thai Chicken with coconut sticky rice. I ate the sushi and sashimi platter, which was heavenly. I occasionally took some of her rice but I mainly left it alone since she adored it so. She ordered a rum and saki punch and after a couple of drinks her hand was in my lap massaging my now hard dick. She tried to undo my pants but I wouldnt let her. I just moved her hands up and down on my legs massaging me through my pants. After dinner and a brief cooling down period to enable me to walk out of the restaurant, it was off to SOB's in lower Manhattan. We were treated to a wonderful Brazilian Carnival Show with beautiful Brazilian women in abundance on stage and in the audience. The samba ruled the dance floor and me and my angel got up and did our own version. As we danced, this sun bronzed Brazilian goddess came over to us and started dancing. My dick got hard as she shook her ass at me with her little thong on and her tits jutting out. She reached over and grabbed my angel around the waist and began moving her hips in a seductive manner with her. Well my date was much taller but she and the woman got into a close grind on the dance floor. I watched as these two moved together while as one, the dance floor turned its eyes towards them. When finally the music ended we invited her back to our table, but she had to decline in her pidgin English, she worked with the band and had to get ready for the next show. We stayed and enjoyed more music and dancing but I wanted to hit another club before it was too late so we headed for Bungalow 8. Now, this club located in Chelsea is a haven for models, wannabe models and actresses of every stripe. We immediately pulled up and are swept past the throng waiting to get in at the velvet ropes. As we enter we are greeted by a décor reminiscent of South Beach. Its a small club but it's packed with half the crowd being the hottest this or the newest that. I hunt down a secluded booth in the VIP area and make ourselves at home. The waitress comes by and we order a couple of chocolate martinis and tell her to keep them flowing. I told my angel I had to talk to a few clients I spotted on the way in. She nodded and took in the scene. I knew that leaving her alone would be an invitation for someone to talk to her, which if its the right someone wouldn't be a bad thing. Well I circulated and made my rounds and upon returning I came upon my angel and a very beautiful young woman becoming fast friends. The woman was kissing my angel on the neck and her hands were on her thighs in a most seductive manner. I slid in on the other side of my date. "Hello, I am Amber, I was admiring her perfume, it is tantalizing, just like she is," she said looking at my angel and licking her lips. "We agree on that, I have been enjoying her perfume all evening." Then I leaned over and began kissing the other side of her neck. I was at a bit of an advantage because I know her most sensitive spots but Amber was a quick learner and we were both all over my angel. Her moans were subtle but still seductive enough to get us both to linger over a spot or to prolong a certain gesture or move. I looked at Amber, her light mocha complexion was turning me on and watching her feast on my angel was sensory overload so I decided to stop competing and to team up. "Hey Amber, let's turn her out right here." Amber smiled and then laid a serious kiss on my angel holding her face with both hands. I watched and then moved my hand up her thigh. Knowing she wouldn't be wearing underwear with this dress, I fingered her wet pussy. When my finger touched her clit, she gasped as Amber kept up her deep kissing. I slowly moved my finger around her clit and played with her pussy lips. Then I gently entered her very wet pussy with two fingers and nudged her g-spot. This time it was more that a gasp but a moan that emanated from her lips. I continued teasing her pussy with my fingers and her hips gyrated slowly in a sexy way. Amber's hand was playing with her nipple and I took my wet fingers and lifted them to Amber's lips. "Taste this," I said to her as she began licking my fingers in a very sensuous fashion. My angel joined in and they were back to exchanging tongues with my fingers being the focal point. I grabbed Amber's hand from my angel's breast and eased them down to her pussy than we played a gently game of thumb wrestling around my angel's clit. Her head immediately tilted back and she let out a series of moans that made it very obvious what was going on and but for the music, we would have been busted. My angel was feeling it now and grabbed both of our heads and pushed us to her breasts and like twin babies we suckled on her nipples, licking them and enjoying the sounds she was making. I lifted my head first and kissed my angel as Amber continued to suck on her tit and finger her pussy. Our kiss was long and soulful as I closed my eyes and imagined us somewhere far from the music and the club, just the two of us. But my angel was preoccupied by Amber's nimble fingers, finger-fucking the hell out of her pussy. My angel then grabbed my dick and pulled it out of my pants and began jerking me off. It was so fucking hot that I just leaned back and checked out the scene from the shadow of our booth. Amber was alternating between kissing my angel and sucking on her tits while finger fucking her to a fast approaching orgasm. My angel had my dick in her hand, jerking me off and I was just enjoying it all. I whisper to Amber to eat her pussy and then I take my angel and move her mouth onto my dick. I know that when Amber makes her cum, she will make me cum. So Amber is licking her pussy and my angel is just moaning and trying her best to suck me but she can't concentrate with the hardcore pussy eating Amber is doing. So I adjust and start jerking off as I watch Amber eat my angel out from behind. Angel is on all fours and Amber is licking her ass and fingering her pussy until in a torrent angel cums all over Amber's face. Amber is not stopping; she keeps licking, trying to suck up every drop of pussy juice from my angel. "Give her a second, I know she is going to want to return the favor." I say to Amber who smiles a big smile with pussy juice all over her face. I grab a piece of ice out of a drink sitting on the table and pop it into my angel's mouth and then I laughingly say, " you're up slugger, show her what you got." My angel turns around and begins kissing Amber and seeing how wet she is my angel licks her way down to Amber's wet pussy. Amber moans as she gently kisses her thighs and fingers her pussy lips. Then my angel moves her hands up to Amber's full breasts while her tongue finds its way to her clit. Lightly licking it she sends shivers through Amber. My angel's fingers are probing Amber, hitting her G-spot and now sucking on her clit. Amber was in a complete frenzy by this time and she is holding my angel's head between her legs as she crosses them behind my angels neck not letting her go, as if she would anyway. This goes on for another five minutes with my angel subtly changing rhythm and motion to bring Amber closer and closer to cumming. I was playing with my angels pussy that was so wet it was like a waterfall, which I love. Then it happened Amber started out with the classic "labored breathing" then the punctuated yelps followed by a totally orgasmic scream that pierced the club. At this point I decided that we might have worn out our welcome, so we packed up our belongings, pulled up our clothing and made a hasty retreat for the door. Amber wass still sitting there totally satiated and turned out. As we head into the limo, my angel pushes the button for the divider to go up and then she says, "you haven't had any fun yet." "Are you kidding I had lots of fun," I say as I hold her in my arms her head on my shoulder. "Well here," she says taking my dick out, "let me do this." And she proceeded to suck my dick. Now I just leaned back and let her suck me but she wasnt content with that. She soon got down on all fours on the opposite seat and stuck her big ass out at me. "What are you waiting for?" she said. I adjusted myself behind her and proceeded to fuck her, hitting her spots and grinding my dick against her soft ass. She was moaning as she played with her pussy as I fucked her from behind. A voice called on the intercom as the car rolled to a stop. "We are here sir" said the driver. We were in front of her apartment. I pushed the intercom, "Take us to a beach, we want to see the sunrise." And with that the car started again and took off. Well we fucked in several different positions as the car rolled towards Long Island. She came a few more times and I built up to an explosive orgasm that resulted in a loss of speech, vision and damn near consciousness. We were spent as we arrived at the beach. It was cool and the driver offered us a couple of blankets from the trunk and we headed for the sand. We sat there in each other's arms and watched as the sun rose in the sky. Basking in the glow and warmth of the sun and each other. As we headed back to the limo we knew the day was blown so we talked about what we would do when we got back to her place. I knew that it couldn't get much better than this but then I thought the fun was in the trying. The Perfect Date It had been the perfect date! Cindy and her perspective boyfriend had gone out for drinks at a wonderful intimate bar E knew in Stratford. They had talked over a wide range of subjects and Cindy had not laughed in ages at E's anecdotes. She thoroughly enjoyed her time but as the night waned it was time to go. E offered to escort Cindy to her car and she was pleased that he was acting so gentlemanly. As they walked close together the sexual tension was evident but E had not slipped his hand in hers and Cindy wondered if he had not had as good a time as her and as they approached the car in the darkened lot she was nervous at what may transpire. Her worse fear was a thank you and then to never hear from him again. As they turned to face each other between her car and the car parked next to her E smiled and they chatted nonchalantly and as he said good-bye he paused and kissed her chastely on her lips. Cindy responded and pulled E close to her and slowly, tentatively they began to explore each other's mouths. Cindy felt her passion rise in response to E and the kissing and she pressed against him and felt his heat and she knew he was aroused as much as her. She gave an inner smile and then their embrace ended. E placed his hands on Cindy's shoulders and looked intently in her eyes and then she felt the firm pressure pushing her down. She resisted but his forceful hold on her shoulders only increased and she felt herself sliding down the cool metal of her car door and onto the ground. The hard pavement bit into her knees and she felt one hand being removed and then saw E begin to unfasten his pants and unzip his zipper deftly with his free hand. He was not wearing any underwear and his hard cock slipped easily in his hand and Cindy felt his body move to her face. She was appalled and shocked and more than a little fearful. The contrast to E's behaviour not 5 minutes ago to what and how he was treating her was in stark contrast not the mention the public nature of the parking lot and the chance of discovery. She resisted by moving her head away but her car acted as an effective backstop to her efforts and she tried to move sideways. She heard tearing as her skirt gave way at a seam and she could feel the cool night air against the upper part of her thigh, increasing her feelings of exposure and helplessness. She raised her hands to fend him off and he grabbed her wrists in one hand and she heard the sound of metal and then her body being turned parallel with the direction of her car and then slowly each hand being gripped and moved behind her back. The cool feeling of metal met her wrists and she realized he had cuffed her arms behind her back. All this happened in silence except for the sound of shoes scuffling on the pavement, her and his breathing and the rustle of clothing. Firmly E positioned Cindy so her back was against her car and she gave a soft, plaintive "no" just before she felt his heat press against her face. She felt his hands against her chin forcing her mouth open and she clenched her teeth and felt the wet tip slide against them. He suddenly pulled her hair and Cindy let out a yelp and in slid his cock. She felt his hands hold her head steady and she opened her mouth wide so as to not put any pleasurable pressure on his cock but as she did so E responded by pressing more and more of his length in her mouth. She felt the beginning of her gag response and she gasped at the rising feeling of her natural reflex to having him so deep in her mouth. He withdrew and Cindy gasped for a breath but he was relentless. He entered her mouth again and she began to feel herself gag so Cindy slid her tongue along his shaft hoping he would relent. She moaned involuntarily and she heard him say, "I know you like this bitch" as she moved her tongue around and sucked gently on his cock. She felt him withdraw and she slapped her face with his cock and she closed her eyes and opened her mouth to him, half wanting him to stop and half wanting his wonderful heat inside her mouth. She opened her mouth and timed her head movement and she took him inside her mouth again and began to suck him. She wished her hands were free now and she stopped and asked to be unbound but E only smiled and slid himself deep inside her and held his cock in her mouth as she tried to move away from him. Her head contacted the car door and his hands pinioned her head against it and he began to face fuck her. The soft oil canning sound of the door indicated the force at which E was using her mouth and his tempo increased, almost, it seemed, in response to her predicament. Cindy heard "You like this don't you slut" through his panting breath and she moaned her agreement. His paced quickened and the car, the parking lot became a blur and then she felt and heard him press in deep and shudder and fill her mouth with his hot cum. "Don't swallow it bitch," he said as he withdrew and looked down at her face, her lipstick smeared and her eye shadow running and streaked from his use and passion. Cindy stared up at him and she opened her mouth and moved her tongue and let his cum slide out of the corner of her mouth. It slid on her chin and dripped on her blouse and he held her head firmly and kissed her deeply and she responded with a passion that surprised her and pleased him. He helped her stand and she stood, shuddering against the car and with the cuffs still on. She felt him slide his hands between her legs and she felt him tear her pantyhose open at the crotch and her panties being moved aside as he felt her wetness. "I am glad you liked this too," he said as he slid his hand free and tasted her. She watched as he retrieved her purse and fished for her keys. "What are you doing," Cindy asked. "We are going to get in your car and find some place where I can fuck you." Cindy smiled that the night WAS not over... E forced her to the rear of her car and opened the trunk and bundled her in it before she could protest. The trunk lid slammed shut and she shifted to get as comfortable as she could for a journey to which she knew not the destination or time it would take to get there. The car started and moved onto the road and after some stops and several turns Cindy could tell they were on a highway as the speed became constant. Eventually she could see the flask of her turn indicator and she knew the car was turning and then the rattle of gravel and then after a time the care slowed and turned again on what Cindy surmised was a country lane. She could hear the splash of water as the tires passed through some potholes and eventually the car stopped. It sat there idling for a time and then was shut off and the trunk opened. Cindy could see the stars clearly and E helped her up and out of the trunk directing her to the center of a small flat clearing. E uncuffed her and she had a penchant and fleeting thought of running but to where. In the darkness it was plain to see that there were no houses nearby and she had know idea were she was anyway. E slowly moved and began to undress her to her bra and panties and then directed her to lie down on the dewy grass. Cindy did so and she felt rope being looped around her ankles and wrist and pulled taut so she was now lying spread-eagled on the ground. She felt her head being raised and an 'o' shaped mouth gag being placed in her mouth. E then slid his hands over her body softly and she turned to look at him and he kissed her, their tongues meeting through the gag. E left and then returned with a leather flogger and let the leather tendrils drift sofly over her body. Cindy sighed and then the flogger hit the inside of her thighs! E was collecting the tendrils in one hand and creating a tension and then striking her with it. The flogger played over her thighs until the burned and then she felt his fingers probing her pussy, his thumb gently caressing her clit. His free hand tore her bra open and he grabbed on nipple and squeezed it hard. Cindy moaned deeply and she felt him do the same thing to her other breast. He stood up and left again and then she felt a large dildo being slid inside her and then turned on and E started to flog her breasts. Cindy moaned deeply and closed her eyes letting the unseen heighten her experience. E flogged her gently and stopped to kiss and suck her erect nipples. There was a pause and then he used the flogger on her pussy and Cindy felt one of the tendrils connect with her clits and she began to writhe. "You like this, don't you?" Cindy moaned her agreement and E flogged her some more. Cindy started to feel the fog of sub-space come to her and the waves of precious pain flowed over her like waves she loved to play in so much. She felt the beginnings of an orgasm approaching and she moaned to indicate to her man her need. She heard him agree and she came deeply and the flogging stopped. She began to cry and she felt a blanket being placed over her and her ankles being released. E caressed her face and hair and as she came down she felt complete in her release. She opened her eyes and E undressed and squatted over her and she tongued his balls as best she could through the gag. Cindy felt her legs being opened and lifted up and E entered her and began to use her as he wanted to. It was obvious that E needed release as well and he fucked her hard, the sound of their bodies slapping in the still night air. From the flogging and from his fucking Cindy felt the pain that she knew would still be there in the morning reminding her of her new lover. She felt his hand on her neck and a gentle squeeze reminding her of her helplessness. Suddenly E came deep inside her and his heat made her smile and feel complete. He stayed inside her and she felt him remove the gag and they kissed deeply. He moved up and she felt her wrist being freed and they embraced. "You must be a bit cold," he said. "Yes." E stood up and told Cindy to kneel and she was almost certain how he planned to warm her. She opened her mouth for him and he filled it with his hot stream of urine and played the golden liquid across her breasts and body. He finished and she moved to him and sucked on his hardness loving the last taste of this intimacy. E produced a towel and dried Cindy off and they embraced again. He was still hard, his cock sliding between her legs and she wished for his release to be complete. Cindy walked over to the hood of her car and lay her breasts against it and spread her legs. She wondered what a sight this was, her pantyhose ripped along their length but she hoped he found her offer arousing and appropriate. "I don't have any lube," he stated. "I don't care. It's you ass, Sir." E moved in behind her and wet his cock with his saliva and pressed the tip on her offering. She felt him grab her hair and press her face against the hood and slide slowly in. Cindy moaned deeply as his cock passed into her ass and his movement to fill her was unstoppable. The sweet pain of him inside her made her feel complete and useful to him and she took her hands and spread her ass open for him. He bore down on her and began to pump her ass, her breasts making a squeaking sound as her body moved fore and aft to his strokes. He slid in deep and shuddered and then pulled out and she looked and saw him standing erect. Cindy moved to him on her knees and tasted herself and licked greedily at the taste of herself and him. She felt his hand hold her face back and he slapped her and she moved back to the hood and he mounted her again. This time he would stroke her ass once and then slide into her pussy and she bucked at the semi-sharp pain each time he took her ass. His hands grabbed her hips and steadied them and she felt her ass being spanked sharply. Cindy knew to stop and she complied faithfully. She felt him enter her ass again and then pullout and he grabbed her hand and directed it to her anus. She could feel her anus gaping open from his use of her and the visual image filled her mind with satisfaction and wonder. She felt his tongue rim her and explore her and then he entered her again and fucked her as hard as he had when she was on the ground. Cindy grabbed onto the hood as best she could and E was panting and moaning deeply. A final deep thrust and he came! They stayed in that position, he kissing her neck softly until he softened and slid out. Cindy moved off the hood and licked his cock gently, almost purring at her being so useful to him. E took her hand and led her to a small building where he removed the remains of her lingerie and bathed her using a cloth. There was a futon on the floor and they both slid under the covers naked and spent. They kissed softly and said their good nights and Cindy wondered what was in store in the morning. The Perfect Date Rob's life was pretty good at the minute. He had a good job, a nice home and plenty of money. There was only one thing missing. He would give up everything he had if only he could find a nice woman to spend his life with. It wasn't as if he hadn't looked for someone. You name it he had tried it. Dating agencies, both online and off, going to nightclubs, pubs and singles nights yet nothing had worked for him. He was getting sick of the same daily routine. Every morning he wakes with an erection, masturbates to completion, has a shower, then his breakfast and sets off to work. At work he sat behind a computer all day working in accounts, numbers filling his head to the point where, some days, he thought his head would explode. The only thing that helped him through was the sneaky peeks he took at adult websites every so often. How he wished he could find a woman to do some of the things those women did. Some of the pictures showed virtually impossible positions and he just wanted to give some of them a go at least once in his life. He was so grateful when five o'clock came and he could get out of the office. Only this night was going to change his life, possibly, forever. Instead of going straight home and changing he decided to stop off at one of the many coffee bars that were starting to inhabit the city. It seemed to him that everyone was drinking coffee all of a sudden. Walking along the high street he spotted a place he had never seen before. The windows were all tinted so you had to go in to see what was going on and that made him curious. Instinctively he stopped and looked around and then up at the sign. It was definitely a coffee bar and not one of the adult shops he had frequented a few times. Rob entered and he was amazed to see the place was quite full and he wasn't the least bit surprised why that was when he saw the waitresses. They were all around the early to mid-twenties and every single one of them was topless. He couldn't believe that such a place had been opened and that he hadn't ever heard of it. He found a seat in the far corner and sat there waiting for a waitress to come over, unsure exactly what to order or how he would keep his eyes from staring at anything other than tits. He didn't have long to wait. She walked slowly over to where he was sat and slid in the chair next to him. He sat staring at her, almost open mouthed in awe. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Even though she wore high heels he guessed she was a shade over six feet tall and her body was perfectly proportioned. She had long golden brown hair that flowed halfway down her back. Her breasts were large, but not too large, yet they were also firm and if he had to hazard a guess he would say they were 36DD, and after all his time poring over adult websites he classed himself as a bit of an expert in the tit size field. There wasn't any sign of any blemishes on her body at all, not even one single stretch mark. He had never seen such a perfect body, not even in magazines or films. He couldn't believe his luck and he was determined to see if he could actually get her to agree to a date. They sat together for quite a long time and he drunk far more coffee than he intended to, or what was possibly good for him. He had found out her name was Siobhan and she was only working there so she could pay for night school. She had, she told him, dropped out of school because she had been promised a fabulous career as a model. Yet what had really transpired was that the photographer was a sleaze who only did hardcore porn shoots, something she didn't want to do. Topless waitressing was one thing, and that was only temporary, but no way was she going to degrade herself like that. Rob listened intently, never once staring at her magnificent tits, thinking that she would have been an excellent addition to the websites he frequented. After she had finished he found himself telling her about his sad existence. How he had a well paid job but was missing the one thing that would make him truly happy. That was a partner to share it all with him. He told her about the dating agencies and the money he was wasting. He even found himself telling her about his non-existent sex life, yet he never meant to. That did actually make him feel slightly embarrassed yet he couldn't help himself. Siobhan listened as intently as he had to every word he said and never once left him, not even for other customers. The two of them sat there like they had known each other for years. Even her lack of clothes had been totally forgotten as he talked and she listened, and vice versa. Finally he asked her what time she finished work as he would like to take her out for something to eat if it was possible, even though it was already gone nine o'clock. She replied that she would love to but she didn't finish until eleven and it would be too late by then. However if he was serious she would love to go out for a meal the next night, as she wasn't working. He told her that he was deadly serious and that he would pick her up at seven from outside the coffee bar. With that he got up to pay, lightly kissing her cheek first, and left the cafe. Rob breezed through the town feeling like he was walking on air. He just couldn't believe his luck in getting Siobhan to agree to a date, she was better than any supermodel or porn star he had ever seen. Stopping only to get himself some junk food he made his way back home. Once he arrived back home he sat down to eat his food, not that he was hungry really, washing it down with a can of beer. Looking over at his computer Rob decided that looking at hardcore sex sites would pale in to comparison to the thoughts of his date with Siobhan. Just the thought of his date was beginning to cause a stir in his trousers and he instinctively grabbed for the growing bulge, rubbing himself gently. Rob stood, his erection straining against the material of his trousers, and walked through to the bathroom for a shower. Stripping off his clothes he glanced at his body in the mirror. Catching site of his throbbing, eight inch erection he began to stroke his cock slowly, thoughts of Siobhan running through his mind. Entering the shower, cock still in hand, Rob leant back against the wall and continued to masturbate. The hot water cascaded down his body and Rob's hand got faster and faster, his balls starting to tighten, until he could hold back no longer. Looking down at his cock Rob, without meaning to, called out Siobhan's name as warm cum erupted from the tip of his cock. Watching as cum dripped onto the shower floor Rob lifted his hand to his mouth and licked the excess cum from his fingers, the slightly salty taste causing him to shudder a little. Rob, after finishing his shower, dried himself off and decided to head straight to bed, thinking that if he slept his date with the gorgeously perfect Siobhan would arrive quicker. Drifting off to sleep the last thing Rob saw was the face of Siobhan smiling at him still in her work clothes. Her tits gleamed in the light, her nipples erect and begging to be sucked and licked. Rob smiled as his eyes finally closed, his hand around his cock again, and he slept like a log. Rob decided to give work a miss, something he never did, to be ready for his date. It had been so long since he had even got close to dating anyone he didn't want there to be a chance of anything messing it up. He spent the day making sure everything was going to be perfect, checking and double checking his suit, making sure he had plenty of money and finally having a shower before getting himself dressed and leaving his home. Siobhan was waiting outside the cafe just as she said she would be when he arrived. Upon seeing her he realised she was even more beautiful than he had first thought, and the clothes she was wearing accentuated every curve of her gorgeous body. She was dressed in a tight short skirt that came to an inch or two above her knees and a sky blue silk blouse that showed off her ample bosom, the material clinging to her tits showing a slight outline of her nipples. He couldn't believe his luck being able to take someone so beautiful out for a meal and he was determined not to fuck it up. Walking up to her he felt brave, yet at the same time fearful, and after greeting her he placed a light kiss on her cheek unsure what to expect. He stepped back and told her how stunning she looked his eyes looking her up and down taking in every inch of her body. She thanked him and told him that he too looked very handsome. They walked along the high street arm in arm, heading for the restaurant that he had booked, neither of them speaking, just taking in the cool summer evening air. On arriving at the restaurant he led her to a quiet table in the corner, which he had booked especially, and held her chair out for her to sit down. He was going to be the perfect gentleman this night as he had already begun to develop feelings for her, and not just feelings of lust, feelings he had never felt before. He found it amusing that of all the places to meet someone he wanted to spend his life with he would never have imagined it to be a topless coffee bar. He didn't ever imagine himself sitting with such a beautiful lady having a meal. Things like this just didn't happen to people like him and he was determined not to make a mess of it. The two of them sat there enjoying their meal. They chatted and drank just like old friends catching up after a period of not seeing each other. He had never felt so comfortable with a member of the opposite sex before, and he was getting very good vibes about the whole situation. Rob could hardly take his eyes off her as she ate her meal slowly. Siobhan was equally happy with the situation. Working in a topless coffee bar was the last place she would have thought she would have met a man like him, she just expected to be serving grubby little business men after a quick thrill. Men with more money than sense who thought all topless waitresses were dirty little sluts and would do anything to top up their earnings. And that was one thing she definitely wasn't. She had never been one to jump into bed, or even drop her panties for the first man that came along. Yet there was something very different about Rob. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but she felt so comfortable with him. He hadn't tried anything on and he had been the perfect gentleman ever since he had first sat down in the bar and she began to hope that something more would come out of this evening. They were at the restaurant for about three hours just chatting and getting to know each other. They had finished their meal after only an hour or so but the longer they talked the happier they both seemed to be with each other. The manager eventually came up to them to inform them that he would like to close and go home for the rest of the night. The two of them laughed and after paying for the meal, leaving a very generous tip, Rob stood and helped Siobhan into her coat and offered to walk her home. She declined and asked if he would prefer to go to a club for a couple of hours as she was really enjoying herself and didn't want this night to end. He agreed to her request even though he hadn't been near a nightclub for a very long time. He always felt that he was getting far too old to be clubbing but she convinced him that it would be fun, and as the night was still young it would be a shame to end it just yet. They walked along the street heading towards the club, arm in arm, just like a couple of teenagers. They were talking, laughing and giggling and people who passed them stared at the two of them like they were from another planet. They hadn't got a care in the world and nothing or nobody was going to be able to upset them on this night. As they neared the club Rob started to get butterflies in his stomach at the thought of trying to dance. He had always avoided dancing like the plague due to the fact that he had two left feet. Sensing his nervousness Siobhan stopped and stepped in front of him, placed her hands on his cheeks, and kissed him full on the lips. It was electric and Rob suddenly forgot his nerves and, wrapping his arms tightly around her, responded with a kiss of his own. They entered the club, the noise making them both stop in their tracks. It really had been a long time since either of them had heard such loud music. They handed their coats in at reception, something that was obviously fairly new, well new to two people like these who had been away from the club scene for a long time. They then entered the dance area, the music seeming even louder, Siobhan virtually dragging Rob into the centre of the dance floor. The music was turned up so loud that trying to talk to each other would have been a complete waste of time so they just wrapped their arms around each other and started to try and dance, but even dancing was totally different nowadays. The two of them looked at each other and burst out laughing. To all the younger people there they must have looked quite funny with their outdated dancing, like embarrassing parents at a wedding, but still they persevered. They were really having a great night, dancing away like two teenagers on a first date. The longer they danced the more Rob found his hands wandering all over Siobhan's body, feeling every curve and praying silently to himself that she didn't mind, hoping there would be many more nights like this too come and hoped she felt the same way. They spent at least three hours trying to dance, watching the youngsters and trying to copy their moves, laughing and giggling as they did so. By the time the DJ announced that there would only be a couple more songs they were both completely shattered. They looked at each other and kissed again, even more passionately than they had outside in the streets. They were totally oblivious to everyone else around them and they even carried on kissing when the music stopped and the DJ thanked everyone for coming, and wished everyone a safe journey home. At the mention of the word home they looked at each other and both smiled, both of them thinking exactly the same thing. There was just one small detail that needed to be decided on next. Exactly whose place were they going to go to? Being as how they both lived equidistant from the club, but in opposite directions, the choice wasn't going to matter. Returning to the street they looked at each other, kissed some more and found a taxi to take them to Siobhan's place. They sat in the back of the taxi, each of them running their hands over the others body, and kissed all the way there. No sooner had they entered Siobhan's place than they were all over each other again. They were kissing passionately before the front door was even shut, and by the time it was their coats had been thrown in a heap on the floor. Somehow they made their way into the front room, still attached to each other by the lips. Collapsing in a heap on the sofa they finally managed to prise themselves apart, albeit only briefly, before starting to kiss furiously once again, tongues probing each other's mouths as their breathing became faster and hands wandered all over each other's clothed bodies. Siobhan was the first to pull away this time, but only so she could push him back onto the sofa and begin unbuttoning his shirt slowly all the time kissing his muscular chest. She lightly brushed her tongue over his nipples as she kissed him, feeling them stiffen slightly under her warm breath. Further down his body she went, undoing his trousers as she went, before ending up on the floor on her knees, and removing them completely for him. She stepped back and looked at him feeling her own needs rising in her body. She admired his naked form, his cock semi-erect and laying to the side. Siobhan wanted him so badly but she also wanted so much more. She didn't want him for one night, just a quickie; she wanted him for herself for ever. She left him on the sofa while she turned on some music and turned back to face him, catching him stroking his cock to its full eight inch length. Siobhan smiled and started gyrating in time with the music, slowly unbuttoning her blouse before letting it fall to the floor. Her magnificent breasts were held in place by a bra that, to him, was at least two sizes too small. As she continued to move in time with the music she let her hands run across her tits, her nipples stiffening under her touch. He lay back on the sofa watching Siobhan, his hand wrapped around his erect cock, desperate to feel her naked form next to him. Quietly he watched as she slowly, almost teasingly, unhooked her bra and dropped her skirt to the floor and finally she was there in front of him in just her panties. He reached his hand out beckoning her to him, and she obliged sliding next to him, their flesh touching for the first time. The electricity between the two of them was so intense and within seconds Rob had eased her panties over her silky smooth thighs and finally Siobhan was totally naked, her underwear thrown across to the rest of the clothes strewn all over the front room. Picking her up in his muscular arms Rob carried her to the bedroom, gently lowering her onto the king size bed which was in the centre of the room. Lying on the bed next to her he lowered his head flicking his tongue lightly over her swollen nipples, alternating between one and the other. Rob gently let his hand glide over her smooth flat belly towards her very neatly shaved pussy. Ever so gently he eased his hand between her thighs, Siobhan parting them just enough to allow him access, before slowly inserting his middle finger deep into her. Siobhan gasped and bit down on her lip as he touched her clit his finger gently caressing it making her whole body trouble with ecstasy. Rob played with her clit for a few minutes, Siobhan writhing and screaming his name, before letting his tongue follow the route his hand had taken. Slowly he removed his finger and replaced it with his tongue quickly flicking and sucking her clit. Rob was in heaven, the sweet smell of her pussy in his nose and the taste dancing over his tongue. As Rob probed Siobhan grabbed his head trying to force him even deeper giving her multiple orgasms. Rob drank her pussy juices greedily trying to make sure he didn't miss any. Screaming in ecstasy she begged him to make love to her as she desperately needed to feel his cock inside her. Obligingly he raised himself up the bed before slowly and gently entering her, slowly building up rhythm. For what seemed like hours to Siobhan he kept up the steady motion, refusing to let himself reach the point of no return, as she continued to cum. Siobhan hadn't ever cum as much as she was doing now, her juices dripping out of her pussy with each thrust Rob made, yet she could feel no end to her orgasms. Rob eventually slowed his movements as his balls tightened and his cock began to twitch and Siobhan braced herself as he whispered in her ear that he could hold back no longer. Tightening the muscles of her pussy she refused to let him withdraw and suddenly she felt him cum, his cock twitching furiously as their juices finally mixed together. Rob collapsed on top of her, both of them breathing heavily, before rolling to the side his arms still wrapped around her. They lay side by side staring into each other's eyes, sweat dripping off their foreheads, gently kissing each other. Siobhan snuggled up as close to him as she could, feeling his warm breath on the top of her head, her hands tightly wrapped around his back. "Please don't ever leave me Rob." Siobhan managed to say breathlessly. "Don't worry my darling I won't. Rob responded kissing her forehead gently. The Perfect Day This story is a work of fiction. It is based on actual people and locations; for privacy purposes, the names of the characters have been changed. * * * * * Have you ever had one of those days when everything, and I mean everything, just goes absolutely right? Well, let me tell you about one of those days that I had around five months ago. I am a freshman at Northern Arizona University. This was the start of the second week of classes, right after Labor Day. The only bad part about the day was having to get up at 7:00 to be at an 8:00 class, but I dealt with it. My first class that day went uneventfully. It wasn't boring, it wasn't entertaining, it just was. After that class, I headed over to Central Dining for breakfast. As I was getting my food, I heard a familiar voice call my name. Looking over to the eating area, I saw a my friend Sara who I'd worked with in Phoenix the summer before. I headed over to the table that she was at, in the corner of the room. "How are you doing, Rick?" she asked, giving me a smile. "I'm good," I replied, smiling back. I sat down next to her, and we started talking about what each of us had done in the four weeks since she had quit. After a few minutes of that, however, she gave me this look of pure lust. "I've wanted you for so long, Rick," she said. She put her hand on my crotch, where I suddenly sprang to attention – all nine inches of it. "I want to suck you off, right here, right now." "In Central Dining?" I asked, a little concerned. "Do you have a better idea?" she retorted. "I live on South Campus, and I have a class in twenty minutes!" With that, she slid under the table. I was sitting facing the corner, so she was effectively hidden from view. I felt her unzip my jeans and pull them down, and then my boxers as well. She took my cock in her mouth, sucking it expertly. I knew that she had had a boyfriend until a few days before, and from what she told me at work, she had become quite the pro at doing this. I continued to sit at the table, trying to act normal, eating my breakfast and reading my book, but as I approached the breaking point, I had to put the book down and stop eating, because I was beginning to shake. Suddenly, a warm rush filled my cock, and I begin to cum into her mouth. I spurted about twelve times, and she swallowed it all. She came back out from underneath the table, and wiped a little drop of my jism off of the corner of her mouth. She took a drink of orange juice, and then kissing me, said, "I'll see you later, Rick. I'll have to come (cum) over sometime!" As she left, I looked at the clock on the wall and realized, oh shit, I'm late for chemistry. Leaving my plate on the table, I jumped up and ran out the emergency exit. I got into class about five minutes after Dr. Shawshank had begun lecturing. He gave me a rather evil look, and I sheepishly headed back to the back of the room, and took the only seat remaining, all the way in the back corner. As I sat down, I realized that I was sitting right next to Lisa Flaherty, a sophomore cheerleader who every guy in the NAU marching band wanted. The cheerleaders practiced with the marching band, and of them all, Lisa was definitely the nicest one. She was willing to associate with us "band nerds", and, of course, she was also the best looking one. She was only 5'4", she weighed about 95-100 pounds, and she had about a 36C chest. Nonetheless, she looked better than anybody else on the cheerleading squad. She leaned over to me and whispered, "Hi, Rick. Shawshank's gonna get on your ass for being late. You know he hates that." I whispered back, "I'll just sneak out the back door. He'll never know." "I've got a better idea," she replied. "When his back is turned, let's both go. I hate this class, anyway." "Sounds good," I whispered. Just then, Shawshank looked at us. "Mr. Trainor, Ms. Flaherty, is there a problem?" "No, sir," we both shot back in unison. "See that there doesn't become one," he retorted, giving us the evil eye. He turned back around. "Let's go now," Lisa whispered to me. We stood up slowly. I opened the back door, right next to my desk, and we crept out, shutting the door quietly behind us. "What now?" I asked. "Come with me," Lisa said. Grabbing me by the hand, she took off down the hall. She stopped at the end of the hall, in front of a supply closet. Pulling out a key, she looked at me and said, "It's useful to work as an assistant!" She unlocked the door and pulled me in behind her. As the door shut, putting us in total darkness, she pulled me down to her and french-kissed me, her tongue sliding in and out of my mouth. "Wow," I said when she let me up for air. "What was that for?" "I want you," she said. "I want you to fuck me now." She took my hand and led it up her short skirt, where I discovered that she wasn't wearing any underwear. Well, with me, when a woman says jump, I say how high, so when she says fuck, I say okay. I had my jeans and boxers down in record time. Hiking her skirt up around her waist, I picked her up, and placing her pussy entrance against the head of my cock, I slid her down onto my shaft. Bracing her back against the wall, I thrust in and out, increasing the speed of my thrusts each time. Suddenly, her fingernails dug into my back and she hissed, "I'm cumming!" into my ear. As her pussy tightened around my cock, I let go, too, the contents of my balls exploding into her pussy. As she stopped trembling, she kissed me again. "That was great, Rick." With that, we re-dressed, and she opened the closet door. As we walked down the hallway, I could see a mixture of my cum and hers dribbling down her leg. Apparently, she could feel it, because she stopped at the women's restroom, and said, "I'll see you tomorrow, Rick." She went through the door, and I headed off for my dorm. The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, as chemistry was my last class for the day. That night, though, as I was sitting in my room, studying, I heard a knock on my door. I answered it, and there was Rebecca. Rebecca is one of the hottest girls I know. She is about 5'8", maybe 110 pounds. She's got the tightest ass I've ever seen, and though her tits are only about 32B, they're perfect for her body. I had never managed to get her into bed, although God knows I'd tried. She had had a Christian Reform upbringing, and was very strict about her ways. She had never had sex, and throughout high school, had insisted that she would remain a virgin until she got married. This was impressive, considering the fact that we both went to Ed W. Clark High School in Las Vegas, one of the most ghetto schools there. However, when I looked at her face, her eyes appeared to be on fire. "Rick," she said, her voice full of pure lust, "I just saw a porno movie. It was on accident, but nonetheless, I am really aroused now. Can you help me take care of it?" Well thank you dear Lord! Rebecca didn't have to ask me twice. However, being a teaser, I said, "What do you want me to do?" She looked back at me and said, "I want you to make love to me!" Well, that was that. I laid her down on my bed, and pulled her pants down. Her pussy was already sopping wet, and as I stuck my face into it, I could smell her sweet musk. As I licked her, she began to writhe in orgasm. I thought, damn, she cums really fast! However, as I came back up, she looked at me and said, "That isn't good enough… I want you inside of me!" Well, for the third time that day, my jeans and boxers came down. My nine inch erection sprang out of its confines. She gasped as she saw its size, but the lust in her eyes just seemed to burn even hotter. I began to push my cock inside of her, but I only got a couple of inches when she gasped, "It hurts…" "Just grab the sides of the bed and squeeze," I replied. "Try to concentrate not on the pain, but on the pleasure." She grabbed the bed, and squeezed until her knuckles turned white. I pushed deeper into her, and as I reached her hymen, I slowed my advance, pushing through gently. It had to hurt, though, because her cheeks went white and her eyes squeezed shut. Then, I was through, pushing all the way to her cervix. I told her she could let go now, and she did, her arms dropping limply at her sides, as the look on her face turned from pain to pleasure. My first several thrusts were really slow, because despite how wet she was, she was extremely tight. She had another orgasm after just a few thrusts, and within the next ten minutes, she had three more. It was on the last orgasm that it became to much for me, because this one was more intense than the rest, and as the walls of her pussy tightened, they stopped the motion of my cock, which couldn't stand the pressure. I blew my load inside of her, cumming like I never had before. And then the craziest thing happened – she was so tight that I couldn't pull back out. I had to wait several minutes for my cock to go limp, so that I could pull it out. I got up, excused myself, and went to use the restroom. By the time I got back, she had fallen asleep. I figured, what the hell, and I just let her stay. I was pretty wiped myself, considering my day, and I just curled up next to her in my bed and went to sleep. One hell of a day, huh? The Perfect Day What would I do with you for a whole day?? To begin our day.... You awake to the smells of omelets and Canadian bacon, with Mrs. Folgers brewing hot on the stove. Almost dreamlike, you lie in bed, the morning sun pouring thru the sheer window curtains. Propped upon your pillows, there is a single rose on the bed beside you. A small handwritten note rests beneath it. With excitement you open the note...it simply says...'relax my sweet - this is your day to be pampered and treated like a queen'. A smile breaks across your face as you realize that today - you are mine. It is then you notice someone standing in the doorway. Your beautiful face looks up at me as I step forward holding a breakfast tray...complete with orange juice and buttered waffles. I carry the tray to the bedside and place it over your legs. You are speechless of the gesture and can only utter a cute squeak as your beaming eyes make contact with mine. I see the utter joy and bewilderment in them, the satisfaction of having the day start the only way it can - perfect. I am rewarded with our first kiss. I can feel the contentment as our lips meet, and the underlying desire. But our kiss is brief as I motion for you to enjoy the food before it cools. We make small talk all throughout your meal. Teasingly you share bits of the bacon with me, as we joke and enjoy the first hours of our day. We discuss the possibilities of what awaits us. Do we spend the day in bed - just enjoying each others company? Or do we take in the sights and smells of the town? Will our day be filled with the discovery of each other, or the hustle and bustle of the big city? We decide on a little of both. You finish breakfast and prepare to dress. The choice of attire is not quite formal, but we do so want to be looking our best as we move about the town. With the shyness of a new bride, you ask me to turn my back as you dress. I do as you wish, temped to peak, but too much a gentleman to dishonor you so. Waiting for your approval to turn, instead I am surprised by you clasping your hands over my eyes. Your soft sweet breath whispers to my ear to turn around slowly...for you have a surprise for me. You make a point to mention that this day - if all it ended at that moment - would be the most perfect day of your life. Teasingly you draw your lips across mine as you turn me to face you. With a reassuring word, you tell me to prepare myself. I can hardly contain my excitement as I wait for the light to meet my eyes. You drop your hands and I am awestruck by the vision that greets me. You are wearing a short sleeved chartreuse dress...which falls to mid thigh, a matching choker and medium healed shoes. Only a hint of makeup graces your silky smooth face - the perfect touch to a killer outfit. I am speechless in my feeling of pride...for soon I will have the loveliest creature on my arm for the whole world to see! My eyes meet yours and you see in them a reassuring smile that this day is perfect for me as well. Excitedly we head out to continue our adventure. I am pleased with myself for assuming our plans to tour, for as we walk out of the apartment, a coal black limousine awaits us at the curb. The driver opens the door for us as we approach. I whisper something to him as I step in behind you. You ask where our first stop will be and I say it is a surprise. You smile and sit back into the plush seat to await your prize. The limo arrives about mid day at the big league baseball stadium. Right up to the gate of the VIP section, we are whisked to our seats. A bit overdressed for the occasion, we laugh thru the stares as we munch on hotdogs and cracker jacks. Enjoying each others company as much as the excitement of the game. The mid day sun cascades down thru the stands until it rests upon your golden blond hair...almost like the spotlight of a stage. This vision is framed in my mind as I hear the crack of the bat - the home team scoring the winning run as the ball sails over our heads. A grand slam homerun in more ways than one. I simply smile.... We rise with the throngs of cheering fans giving salute to the boys of summer. Your arms raised high, simply brimming with excitement. Your dress pulls up your exquisite thighs. This does not escape my attention, for I am reminded so beautifully why I am proud to have you at my side. I feel enveloped - as if in a bubble...the noise of the multitude fades away from my consciousness. I am focused solely on you. In slow motion, you move before me...illuminated by the sun - natures proclamation of purest perfection. Feelings well inside me of guilt, of misguided fortune - for why am I so blessed to be here with you. This emotion overcomes me weakening my knees, I sink to my seat. You look down at me; the expression on your face is one of happiness. Our eyes meet and the signal beaming from them is unmistakable...love. Changing then to concern, for you see the turmoil that rages within me. Then a most encouraging smile blooms on your face, reassuring me that this is right - so absolutely right. This is a moment I wish would never end. But our plans are set to continue this adventure, and now in my mind, there is no doubt. I want to go to a place where even more people can see my pride, anywhere that I can show you off. However much my heart screams for this…I inform the chauffer to proceed to the next destination. You look as if to ask where we are headed, then you simply smile and say not a word. A short ride from the stadium brings us to the metropolitan art gallery. Forgoing the usual escort that is afforded to VIP's, we are dropped off at the main entrance. Stepping out of the limo and offer you my hand. A nod sends the driver on his way - his services are no longer required. We ascend the granite steps arm in arm. This destination is far more befitting our attire as we are greeted by the hostess. Two glasses of champagne and an event schedule later, we are on our way to experience this fare. Casually we stroll thru the main exhibit area, stopping at each and every display. I am so intrigued by your comments of the paintings and sculptures. Your culturing shouldn't come as a surprise however, for you do so 'fit' me when we talk. Our conversations have always been engaging - which isn't easy when speaking with me. I am usually more reserved with my inner thoughts, but you're ability to bring them forth doesn't surprise me either. I have obtained a comfort level that I've never had with anyone - and it shows in my actions and my words. You discover more about my philosophies, about how I think and feel of the world than you ever thought possible. Like a bad upper management executive - I have an attention span of less than five minuets. So to captivate my mind as you do speaks volumes! This being said we converse about our impressions.....lost in the distractions the art offers. During our tour, we find ourselves in a less traveled area of the gallery. Looking at a particular piece of abstract art, one that is strangely erotic - I put my arm about your waist. You sink into me, two people melting together as one - just as the artwork's colors swirl and blend. Our thoughts obviously heading in the same direction - we turn to each other. Without saying a word, we close and envelop the other in a close embrace, kissing deeply. A kiss that entwines our souls...we breathe with one breath. Eyes slowly close in the rapture of the moment. Lost to the world I take you into my bubble. What happens around us is not our concern nor worry, for true love has no critic. For uncounted minuets we remain in our embrace, simply lost in one another. Desire rises within us. A heat, unbearable without release drives us. Like two animals lost in the rut, we tug and pull at each others clothing. Consuming. Breath comes in stolen gasps between mouthfuls of flesh. A conspicuous cough is the only thing saving us from going past the point of no return. Where embarrassment would be the norm, we look to each other as if something dear was lost. Regaining our composure, we simply smile at the uninvited guest and move on our way. Our tour finishes quickly, the comments we make of the art are curiously sexually oriented - I wonder why. We walk out of the building and are surprised by the sun....for it is much lower in the sky - almost twilight. Turning to look at each other with the knowledge of how this must have happened...the embrace had lasted longer than we thought. The spring evening surprisingly warm, we decide to walk back to your apartment. Along the river walk, we pass several quaint restaurants. One has a particularly delicioius aroma wafting out from the French style doors. We pause there along the rail to look down at the gondola’s floating by on the river below. Lovers paired two by two, engaged in various acts of dating. Their costumed operators quietly seek out the darker areas of the river...whether to sneak a quick peak, or simply to afford their fare a small bit of privacy. Hand in hand we take in the scene, slowly being overcome by the smells of the many Italian dishes emanating from the restaurant behind us. A waitress approaches and asks if we'd care for anything. I look to you and ask if Italian is good, you reply approvingly. Then, quite by surprise, you ask her to bring out a 1982 Bordeaux. The waitress smiles and replies that she can and that she will return shortly. You turn to me with a smile on your face that cannot hide your pride, for the surprise on my face is very evident. 1982 was the premier year for full bodied wines and its record setting Bordeaux's. Typically a source of sexist male pride is the knowledge of fine wines. Instead of feeling slighted by your doing the ordering, I'm overjoyed by the fearlessness of your independence. I simply say..."Thank-you" and offer you my arm to escort you to a walk side table. Not long after, the waitress brings our selection and presents it to us. Here I take control by tasting the wine. As expected, the vintage is excellent as the wine stands up to its billing. Once the glasses are poured, I raise mine in a toast…"To beauty and discovery!" A most gorgeous smile breaks over your face as you nod and raise your glass. Our eyes meet, never leaving the others as we sample our choice. We go on to order our meal - Cannelloni Florentine. Absolutely to die for! It is followed by a raspberry cheesecake swirled with a white chocolate sauce. We finish our dinner and head out along the river walk. Your arm wrapped about my waist and your head upon my shoulder we casually stroll along. The lights of the city cascade all around us, creating a most romantic atmosphere. Our journey home takes us thru a recently renovated park that boarders the street your apartment is on. We stop to admire the night sky at a well hidden gazebo. Sitting upon the wooden bench, we lean back and look up at the stars. I point out a rather brilliant light in the sky and tell you that it is my magical star. Any how any wish that is placed upon it will come true. The silence that follows my remark finds you looking up to the light with your eyes squeezed tightly shut. Like a fortune teller in an arcade, I read your mind. As soon as you open your eyes, my lips find yours in a deep and passionate kiss. Not a kiss with the animalistic desire of earlier, but a soft, loving and caring kiss. Countless minutes pass, each enjoying the other's explorations. Perhaps the knowledge of what discovery awaits us, bridled with the fear of the unknown, just keeps us content with the moment. Soft murmurs of our deepest feelings pass our lips, quietly whispered to your delicate ear. Another of those moments that one wishes would last forever. Again I am surprised by your actions as you stand and extend your hand to me. No words need be said, for the look in your eye says it all. We spend no time crossing the lush contoured lawn of the park. The street is clear of traffic, for the hour is late. The doorman however is still on duty and he greets us with the tip of his hat. Upon opening the door, he informs you that your order awaits you in your apartment. You nod to him and grab my arm dragging me, giggling all the way across the lobby to the elevator. A tight embrace as we wait for the car to wisp us up and away from inquisitive eyes. Once inside, the doors not even fully closed, we are on one another. The hot passion contained within us these past few hours explodes in a flurry of pawing and groping. Kisses that devour flesh...your lips, your face, and your neck. In an almost insane state, I pull the dress down off your shoulder. My hot mouth is not far behind, nibbling and sucking the soft skin. Your hands pull me closer to you, thrusting your chest upwards to meet my advance. The elevator comes to a slow halt, but before the doors slide open, you reach over and hit the stop button. The car, with its enflamed occupants hangs frozen eighteen floors above mother earth. Thinking that this is not exactly how I envisioned our first encounter, but following your lead, we continue our frenzied exploration. Passion builds to a level almost unbelievable in its desire; we are consumed with the moment. My hands move over your supple body, feeling the soft curves. Your skin feels like silk to my overly sensitive fingers. The heat, unmistakable, emanates from your body. Our breathing gets deeper with each passing second. Pulling back slightly, I look up into your flushed angelic face. Your eyes are dreamily half closed, begging me to continue. Stopping I stand before you. My shirts unbuttoned to the waist…my Dockers fail miserably to hide my desire. I say to you that it's best we move this to the privacy of your apartment. You reluctantly agree and release the elevator from its frozen state. The doors open to reveal a vacant hallway, a clear path to your door. You move out first, dragging me behind you. Giggling again as you fumble with the lock, a huge smile paints your face as you remember the surprise that you have arranged for me. Once inside, you show me a silver ice bucket that rests in the middle of your dining room table. Inside is a chilled bottle of French champagne with two crystal glasses waiting patiently next to it. You ask me to go ahead and open the bottle and fill the glasses. But you instruct me to not drink any until you return. Willing to play along I agree. You dart off to your bedroom as if you are floating on air. Proceeding to open the champagne, a loud 'pop' announces my success. Pouring the bubbly fare…I fill the crystal goblets. Placing them on the table by the leather couch, I set the stereo to play a selection of soft romantic music. As I turn from the cabinet, you are standing behind me. The surprise is evident on my face...for you have changed into a very sexy sapphire chemise. Closing for a quick kiss, you ask where I have put the champagne. I reach down and hand you a glass. You remark that these are more than simple crystal; they have magical properties...where any wish made by toasting with them shall come true. Raising my glass, you smile and say...."To everlasting love" Your glass comes up to meet mine without hesitation and the toast is made. Eyes locked to one another’s we drink to us...to love until the end of time. We settle down on the soft leather couch, sitting as close to each other as we can without spilling our beverage. We quietly and nervously finish our drinks. Dreamily we lean back and begin kissing. Your hands roam over my chest, my stomach...exploring the firm masculine form. You kiss my face, my neck, working your way lower and lower. Closing my eyes I arch myself up. I feel you begin to unfasten my belt as your tongue teases my belly button. Hungrily, you pull down my pants, taking the boxers with them. Your hot breath bathes my now fully erect manhood Light tickling kisses down through the course hair to the base of my cock. Your hand wraps around it and slowly begins pumping up and down. I feel your wet velvety tongue touch the sensitive head of my sex, sending shudders throughout my body. Pouty lips gently suck the swollen head into your mouth, your tongue swirling around it. In one motion, you take me fully into you, your hand clasp firmly around the part your mouth can’t envelope. Groaning I enjoy the feeling as I fuck your mouth. Faster and faster you work at my cock and it grows in response to your actions. Any question as to how far you will carry this is quickly answered as you pull free with a wet sucking popping sound. The cool air that meets my throbbing member is a sensation that is beyond description. I open my eyes to see you hovering just above my cock, a thin string of pre-cum connecting your lips to my manhood. Your eyes stare up at me with a devilish look in them. This is a site that turns me on so incredibly much that I can no longer resist having you. Pulling you to me, our mouths clash in a deep kiss....I taste my bitterness as I devour your lips. Passion now unbridled…my hands caress your arms, your sides, your breasts, your hips, your bare thigh... Wanting to taste and consume every inch of your flesh and not really sure where to begin. Consciousness is driven by a need to satisfy you as only I can. Pulling the silky chemise above your waist, you climb on top of me. My cock brushes against your pussy. The heat and wetness – undeniable as my cock slides right in. As slow and gentle as I can be given our position, my cock pushes it's way up inside you. Your eyes close halfway as your face takes on an erotic stare. You are so incredibly firm, your juicy pussy sucks me in tight. My hands are ensconced on your thighs, leg muscles flexing beneath my fingers as you move yourself up and down on my hard shaft. Your breasts bounce playfully before my eyes. I dart my tongue out to lick and tease your nipples...trying to catch them in my mouth as they move by. Feeling my attempts you glance down and your smile widens as you realize what I'm trying to do. Pressing your tits to my face, I eagerly take in a hardened nipple. Suckling like a nursing babe, I devour your breast. Your hips grind down on my thrusting cock, pushing it deeply into your body. You are so hot and wet, I wish this never to end. But knowing there is so much more I want for us to do, I stop. Pulling my mouth free of your soft fleshy mound I tell you that I want to eat you. Rolling off and onto your feet, you grab the champagne bottle and head off to the bedroom. Leaving the glasses behind by design, I am not far behind. I find you lying in your bed holding the bottle in one hand, the other absentmindedly rubbing your pussy. This scene before me is exactly how my dreams of you play out every night...your luscious body ready and willing to receive me. You playfully finger your cunt, working yourself into a sexual frenzy. I climb in beside you and reach for the bottle of champagne. Taking a hardy swig, I position myself over you...my face hovering just above yours. Leaning down, I cover your mouth with mine and dribble the sweet wine from my lips to yours. You eagerly lap it up, taking in my tongue to secure every last drop. Kissing deeply, your hands roam thru my hair and over my back, clawing at me in anticipation of what is to come. Grudgingly my lips leave yours, and begin to kiss a wet little trail down your neck to your chest. Pausing only a moment to fondle your pert nipples, I resume my downward trek. Upon reaching your stomach, my tongue dances about the ticklish flesh tormenting you. Here again I reach for the champagne and draw the cool bubbly liquid into my mouth. Letting it dribble from my lips, it fills your belly button. Licking around with quick little darts into it...you squirm and wiggle under my ministering. Your hands are once again in my hair raking thru it and at the same time pushing my face lower on your body. Your eagerness is matched only by my desire to taste you. I nibble my way thru your pubic hair and lightly dance my tongue down the crease where your thigh meets your hip. Licking down then up, switching from side to side...lightly applying pressure as my hands wrap around your hips and draw you upwards to me. The Perfect Day Glistening with desire, your eager pussy rises up to meet my wiggling tongue. Glancing up to you, I see you staring at me with a dreamy seductive look and your hands pawing at your breasts. Knowing that you’re watching me in such a way drives my probing tongue wild…like eels writhing in frenzy. Pushing and slithering up into you, I tongue fuck your cunt. Your hips grind your sweet pussy into my mouth as I lap up every drop of your dripping lust. The moans that escape your throat are guttural and urgent. Your face flushed a ruby red as you try to make every moment of the lashing last. You beg me to make love to you - you beg me not to stop what I'm doing. You plead for more…you want it all. Your voice rises with urgency as you draw closer and closer to orgasm. Your head thrashes from side to side, your hips buck up and your leg muscles spasm. Your pussy explodes onto my face, squirting sweet hot woman cum into my mouth. There is such a look of contentment on your face as you look down and reach to me, urging me to come up and be with you. Our lips meet in a deep sucking kiss…as if you will not be content until you have back every drop of your love cream. Lowering your hand you find my raging hard-on. Stroking and rubbing it, driving my desire to fill you with my love. I roll on top of you, lifting my hips so my aching cock hovers just above your dripping hole. Slowly I lower myself into you. Your pussy offers no resistance as I slide in deeply, the moist enveloping warmth causing me to grow even larger. You wrap your legs around the small of my back, both opening yourself and pulling me deeper into you. Fingers press and kneed the flesh on my back, clawing me as the sensations course through your body. Swelling now with lust, I pump my cock in and out; the wet sounds of hard sex are drown out only by our loud moan. Rising together in passion…our bodies are as one. Building to a crescendo, to a point where we know ecstasy thrives. Sweat dripping onto you, our bodies slide and grind. Your face is flushed with excitement and our eyes meet. You plead and beg me to fuck you, to fill you with my seed. You cry out to me and urge me to cum with you. Our bodies tense like steel cords…pulled and twisted in some electric dance. A blinding light begins to wash over me, slowly closing in on the edges of my vision. All consciousness is focused to one very sensitive part of my body. Aware only of your guttural moans and the tightness with which your pussy clamps my aching cock. Thrusts now determined...deeper and deeper…faster and slower, not wanting this feeling to end. I arch my head back and groan loudly...truly an animal lost in the throws of orgasm. My cock explodes, pumping streams of my hot cum into your sucking cunt....again and again and again. As a python holds its prey in a vice lock grip, your legs strap you to my bucking frame. We spasm and cum in rhythm, sustaining this orgasmic embrace for what feels like hours. All sense of time and environment are lost without a single thought of its whereabouts. We become one person, our souls entwined. Together with one consciousness, one heart, one spirit. Now totally drained, both physically and mentally, I collapse to lye beside you, gasping for sweet air. Senses numbed stupid we begin to laugh uncontrollably. The rapture of the moment overwhelms us; we lay there wrapped in one another’s embrace. Looking into your dark sapphire eyes I see emotions of contentment, of love. The afterglow of being completely satisfied oozes from your every pore. We close in a soft and tender kiss. Greeting the sleep that finds us the only way it could...perfectly! The Perfect Day When you're a teenager you have to rely on your parents to give you the days that will be special. you have to hope that they'll let you go out. so in a way, the incredibly special memories - spent with or without your parents - were given to you by your parents. That is of course, unless you steal them. One Saturday I went over to Joey's house, we were supposed to be going out for the day; lunch and bowling. Joey is not your average teenage heartthrob. He's not really a heart-throb at all, but he attracts lots of girls anyway. He's the funny guy, the class clown, but he's also an incredible flirt. Before Joey and I had met, at least a third of my friends had gone out with him and another third all had a crush on him (of which, for some strange reason, they all felt compelled to tell me once he asked me out). He hardly ever had a girlfriend for longer than two weeks, in fact when I first met him he was in another one of his short relationships. I had never expected to be more than friends with him, he wasn't my type. He was into theatre, I like jocks and competition; he hates arguments, I love to yell at people and have them yell right back at me; he was about an inch shorter than me, I always swore I would never go out with a guy that wasn't at least an inch taller; he was into pro-wrestling and I didn't know who The Rock was. Also, I had never had a boyfriend for longer than a week. I was NOT looking for any kind of relationship that was more than friends. Especially not from him. But somehow, I ended up doing the unthinkable and falling for him. Maybe it was his spiky hair, or the fact that flirting with him was so much fun... the fact that I felt totally comfortable around him. He was the first guy that I ever called on the phone and had a conversation with before we became good friends - usually I didn't call guys until we were well established friends. Eventually I asked him to my junior prom (that's another fun story for a later date =) he did the unthinkable and said yes and then asked me out a few weeks later. Even more strange, I went out with him for more than week... although I'd known at the beginning of our relationship that it would probably last longer than my previous ones, I'd thought maybe a month at most. And now, after going out for a little over three months we were going out for the day. "Hey, you don't mind if we stop by CVS and pick up my pictures do you? I dropped them off for the one hour photo thing." I wanted to see my pictures and show him what I'd been doing while I was away at my church camp. "Sure" he stepped out of his house and reached for my hand. One of my favorite things to do with him was just to hold his hand, it was never sweaty, just warm without being hot - and always smooth. We didn't do a whole lot after that. Picked up my pictures and looked over them, walked around the outdoor mall, went to the 7-11 to grab a bite to eat - Jamaican sandwiches that made our mouths burn and our breath smell bad enough that we also picked up some gum, and went to the library. In the library we just sat around, reading, looking over different things... enjoying the fact that it was about 20 degrees cooler than the temperature outside. Well, after that it did get a little busier, being teenagers we went to a deserted parking lot and sat in the back of my car making out. But before too long, with that gorgeous weather, we wanted to do something else as well, being the rambunctious and spontaneous couple that we were. And then I challenged him to a wrestling match, so we went to a field behind a local school and brought out the blanket. and after we were done wrestling we lay there and we talked.. and flirted... and cuddled. "I like it when you laugh" "Huh?" "It makes you vibrate on my chest" I giggled again. "See?" "Uh huh" I tickled him. It was about 78 degrees out with puffy clouds drifting lazily across the sky. To our left there were a few kids playing hide and seek in the woods, birds were chirping to each other in the trees as squirrels ran busily back and forth. Someone was over on the tennis courts to our right, I could hear the score being called out (Twenty, Love). But it didn't really matter. The only reality was the fuzzy buzz cut on the back of Joey's head, the smooth silkiness of his shirt, his heart beating against my ear, that spicy smell every time I inhaled, and the unseen hands smoothing back my hair. I don't like to use absolutes. I usually regret it later. But for those few moments in time, the world was perfect. The Perfect Day Patrick awoke with a smile. His lover was entwined in his strong arms, in the spoon position. Caroline slept peacefully with her back against his warm, hairy chest and her ass pressed back into his long cock. Patrick sighed with contentment with the knowledge that he was living out his walking dream. Patrick's cock was stirring in need of Caroline's warm wet pussy. He reached down and rubbed the head of his big dick across her ass and pussy. Patrick softly parted Caroline's legs, being careful not to wake her from her sleep. The head of his prick softly pushed into her warm pussy. He was amazed to find her growing wet while she slept. Slowly, yet steadily, Patrick pushed his hardness into her slick passage. His hands softly rubbed her breasts as he began to fuck her with a quickening tempo. Even in her sleep, Caroline was responsive and hot. Her nipples hardening under his fingers and her sweet cunt grew more damp with every thrust of his manhood. Caroline's eyes opened slowly and it took her a minute to realize she was being fucked in her sleep. Quickly, her bodied replied to the erotic stimulus. Caroline pushed her ass back towards Patrick's member. This made his hard cock even more eager to fuck her deeply. Patrick thrusts doubled in depth and speed until he was fucking Caroline with all his might. Caroline took Patrick's hand and guided it towards her throbbing clit. She placed his palm against her nub and together, they worked that wet clit until she gasped. The combination of his cock and their hands was pushing her towards an explosive orgasm. Caroline was about to explode. Patrick was amazed at how hard Caroline came. He loved the feeling of his stiff prick deep inside her tunnel when she reached climax. Caroline began to moan and her voice grew husky. Then, she let it go. She unleashed a warm river of her hot cum all over his cock and his ball. Patrick fucked her deeply as the orgasm washed over his sweet lover. Caroline sighed and smiled, but Patrick's need was nowhere near sated. He rolled over on his back and turned Caroline onto her tummy. They looked into each others eyes; her's green and sensuous, his blue and shining. No words were spoken yet they knew each others deepest desires. Patrick leaned up and kissed his babe deeply. He lied flat on his back and pulled her up by her hips, until Caroline was sitting upon his chest. She knew what he wanted, needed, and loved. But, before he licked that sweet wet pussy, Patrick gazed in wonder at her swollen, sexy cunt. Caroline's pussy lips were glazed with moisture. Her inner petals were together and poised near the object of desire; her swollen nub. Patrick loved that clit. When she was excited, it would become erect and stand straight up. He stared at her pussy until his hunger forced him to act. Caroline worked her fingers in his hair and lowered her slit towards his eager tongue. He could wait no longer. He used his tongue, lips, beard, chin, and nose to work that love channel into a frenzy. And then, Caroline took over. She reached her hands into his hair and pulled him to his core. Caroline was prepared to fuck his face with vigor. He reached to his right and handed her a dildo that vibrated. As Patrick tongue fucked that juicy slit, Caroline vibed all around her clit. She knew if she touched that nub she would erupt. His tongue, rolled up like a cock drove deep inside her wetness. They had talked about doing this before and he asked Caroline to not hold back. She did not. Caroline fucked his tongue and vibed her clit. Her hands pulled Patrick hair and she ground her sweet cunt all over his face. Caroline felt and intense spasm growing deep in her center.Patrick sensed she was very close to cumming, and he took the dildo off her nub ,put it inside her pussy and sucked that sweet clit. Caroline's rode the waves of an explosive orgasm. She felt it resonate and knew it was one of the most intense climaxes of her life. When he bit down on her swollen clitoris, she spurted her honey. all over his face. Patrick had been wanting this for months and intended to devour every drop. Caroline expelled her cum on his tongue, lips, beard and face. As she was shaking, she worked that cunt all over his face. He was stunned to realize another peak was riding the waves of this orgasm. Caroline came again and again and he refused to let her rest. He licked, sucked, nibbled and fingered her as she was rocked with desire. Without any warning he turned her hips so he could rub her sweet ass as he tongue fucked her. Caroline took over the vibrator in her pussy as the licking continued. Patrick wanted even more. He reached over and took a dildo from her toy box. It was shaped like a big hard dick and he placed the head of it to her rosebud. As Patrick slowly ass fucked his lover, Caroline leaned down to lick his swollen prick. In a sweet 69, they feasted upon each other. She licked the underside of his cock as he drove the dildo into her ass slowly. Patrick treated Caroline's ass to a few firm smacks. The sound of his hand spanking her ass, made his balls ache. His testes were heavy with cum and her tongue laved them slowly. His desire was overwhelming as she sucked his cock deeper. Soon, he was driving his cock upwards and fucking her mouth, as if it were her pussy. The dildo in her ass was now deep inside her. Patrick turned up the speed and began to fuck her tight ass. Caroline felt the tip if Patrick's cock at the edge of her throat, yet didn't stop devouring his member. Patrick was now insane with need. He spread her ass cheeks open and pulled out the cock-shaped toy. He pushed his rolled tongue up into her ass as she began to feel his balls tighten. He tongue-fucked her sweet ass so deeply he could feel the vibrator from her pussy through her vaginal walls. Their orgasms were impending and were bound to be shattering in depth. Caroline began to feel her pussy erupt with hot cum as Patrick felt ball begin to drain. His cum flooded her mouth and she swallowed most of his cum, but pulled his dick out to take the last spurt on her breasts. She came hard, all over his chin and beard, as he continued to tongue fuck her rosebud. When, at last, they collapsed, the first words of the morning were spoken. Caroline turned her body to lie on his chest. She looked into his Irish-blue eyes and said, simply, "I love you." Patrick replied, "I feel at home with you, babe." The Florida sun was rising in the east. It was going to be a blissful day. The Perfect Day After waking up to perfect sunshine rays coming through the plantation shutters, my first thoughts were of the days monumental event. Today was going to be the day I met Goddess Alia in person. The water in the shower felt warmer, the breakfast tasted better and my clothes felt smoother. Nothing could go wrong. As I drove over to meet her at her hotel, I did not know what to expect. She gave me no instructions other than to meet her in the lobby at 10:00am sharp. I of course knew where the hotel was since I paid for the room. I was a little early so I waited in the parking lot for a few minutes wondering which car was hers. Was she alone? Is she really here or did her plans change? I had not heard from her in two days so the anticipation was numbing. At 9:58am I started walking into the lobby. As I got near the elevators I stood and waited. Suddenly, she came up behind me and placed her finger over her lips and said, "Shhh, no talking." She grabbed my arm and hustled me to a nearby closet and as we went in the small closet she locked the door behind us. After making me pull down my pants she tied up my balls with, what else, a pink strap. Then, she made me bend over and inserted a pink plug in my ass. "Get used to this," she said and then she had me pull my pants back up and get ready to go. The chemicals in that closet were no match for her smell...the fresh smell of a goddess. "Follow me," she commanded with a smile. Walking just became a little more difficult but my heart was racing so fast that I did not fucking care. Her hair was black so I wondered if that meant she was in an evil mood. As we entered her room it looked like she had just arrived. Nothing was out of place. Everything was neat and organized. No one else was in there. I couldn't help but noticed the black strapon on the bed and a blindfold. "Hello Robert. Have a seat. The next two hours will be unlike any two hours in your entire life. You will do things you never thought you would do. You will feel things you have never felt before. You will do everything I tell you to do. Do you understand?" "Yes," I said. "Good, take off all your clothes. You will not need them for the next two hours," she said. "My ass needs cleaning so get your tongue out and get started proving to me that you will do anything for me." I could immediately feel my cock tighten up and get squeezed against the strap. She put her knees up on the chair and exposed the most beautiful ass ever created. Just for kicks she twirled first to make my cock get squeezed even harder. When the chair stopped I kissed and licked and knew I had entered sacred ground. Occasionally she would press the back of my head hard so my tongue would jam into her velvet ass. This act was both demeaning and exhilarating at the same time. I serviced her for 10 minutes. "Good boy, you have started out well." I needed to loosen up the strap as I had a record breaking hard on going but I didn't dare ask. To cleanse my palate she took a drink of water and let it dribble out of her mouth into mine. This was holy water and I was savoring it. I already had some precum leaking out and when my goddess noticed she wiped it on the tip of her finger and put it in my mouth. "Do not get cum on my hotel room. It all goes in your mouth today," she demanded. "Now it is time for you to get your dick sucked," I heard her say next. Before I knew it she was placing the blindfold on me and I heard her open the hotel door. Ok, now someone else was in the room. But who? Maybe her husband? Maybe another domme? Hopefully not an enormous black guy who she was turning loose on me. Goddess Alia enjoys playing with me but she wouldn't go that far! Now my breathing was really picking up and she could tell. "Calm down," she whispered as she rubbed her fingers down my arms and then around my super swollen cock. "This cock is mine. I own it and can do whatever I want with it so sit there in the edge of the bed and enjoy. But do not cum," she said. Quickly I felt a moist tongue on the tip of my cock. Then a mouth going up and down and sucking hard. Two hands were placed on my thighs and I thought they felt rough. Was this a man? Or just my imagination. No one was talking and all I could hear was the sound of spit and sucking. I was sure I was going to pass out. Nothing could be better than this day. The next 30 beautiful minutes my cock was sucked and stroked off and on right on cue. When I thought I would cum it would stop and then start back up with time for my swollen cock to calm down and hold. I still had no idea who was sucking my cock and I didn't care. Then the sucking stopped. I heard my goddess say "Robert, bend over and put your hands on the bed." Suddenly, the butt plug was pulled out. I knew what was coming next. When I was penetrated I couldn't tell if it was a mans cock or a strap on. It only lasted for about 5 minutes and then it was pulled out. It was the first time in an hour that I had nothing in my ass and immediately I could feel my cock grow. My thoughts were that maybe it is my turn to pound someone. Then I heard Goddess Alia open the door and say goodbye to someone. Who the fuck was that I thought! Then I knew that my goddess had directed someone on how to suck my cock. Would I ever learn who it was? "Now it is your job to please me," she said. Off came the blindfold and she pushed me to the bed. Next she straddled my face and had my tongue explore her young pussy. She rode up and down and made sounds only a goddess could make. Off and on she would have me tongue her ass for a while. This was all for her and it felt so natural for me. She was violently riding my face and I loved it. I was making her happy. When she was satisfied she stood beside the bed and said, "You need to come now my boy." She started milking me as I lay on my back. She had pulled a bottle of oil from the dresser and applied it to her hands. I knew what it was and it felt heavenly. When she could tell I was about to cum she would squeeze my balls and stop milking me. She was not going to let me cum until she wanted. By now I really couldn't hold it much longer. She knew that and while milking me she had me flip my legs up in the air and and she rolled them back to my shoulders so my cock was pointed at my face. "All of it goes straight into your mouth. Nothing gets on my bed," she said. As she stroked me to a nuclear cum shot I felt a rush of emotions and feelings. Euphoria and joy. Obedience and compliance. Humiliation. Usefulness. I was so lucky to have her there that day. Were we done? It seemed that we were done. Goddess Alia got dressed and said she would walk me out. Lucky for me she didn't insert the plug back into me while I was dressing. When we got to the parking lot she handed me the keys to her rental car and we drove to the mall. I spent the next hour walking with her through the mall as she showed me her favorite fragrances. Eventually, I got her the Givenchy she wanted. We stopped and got two cigars to take in the car and left the mall. So there I was driving around my town on a perfect day smoking cigars with the windows open with Goddess Alia. She told me some new things about her that I didn't know and I soaked all of that information up into my Alia brain. "Take me to your office," she said. I could tell by the way she looked at me that she was ready to play. I was just praying that no co-workers were at the office this weekend. We went into my office and she locked the door behind us. The smell of Givenchy and cigar filled the room. After having me remove my clothes she told me to stroke my cock for her. She removed the strap and then tied it again separating my balls this time. I could feel every throb of my cock and I think she liked knowing she was the reason I had such a pulsating cock. I could tell that in the future it would be hard for me to concentrate in this office thinking of this event. After going through my desk and cabinets she came across a ruler. She gave my cock a few whacks with that ruler and said, "That's enough. Let's go. We have someone to meet." Off we went in the rental car again. She pulled out a cd of Queen and blasted Sheer Heart Attack as I sped down the road. I was sure I was going to have a heart attack this day. At the next stoplight she had me get in the back seat and she drove. We were heading downtown and she had a slip of paper with an address on it. I don't know how she knew the area so well but that is what goddesses know I think. We pulled up to a house that looked like half crack house and half parking lot. There must have been 10 cars parked there and in the back of the house. To say I was apprehensive would be an understatement. We just walked right inside and she went in the room and kissed the guy. Ok, this was her man and she whispered in his ear some directions. He nodded and asked me to follow him out to the car. As she sat on the hood of the car watching me get my cock sucked, I couldn't tell if she was doing this for me or for him. When he broke eye contact with me she would bang her hand on the hood and then he would look up at me. Either way I liked it more than I thought I would and soon I blasted a cumshot right down his throat. He swallowed it down and went straight back in the house. Next, she said "You need a drink my boy." Once inside she grabbed a dirty shot glass that had god knows what on it and poured me a shot of tequila. I drank it down and hoped it ould calm my nerves. As she pointed to the garage in the back and said, "Wait until you go in there." I knew I was in for something different that no tequila shot was going to soothe. But then I had a thought. Maybe this garage was where I would get a chance to fuck many different girls. Sluts and whores that belonged to the local guys here in this house. What a gift that would be! All the while Alia was holding my arm gently and I liked that. Then she tightened her grip and said, "Don't embarrass me. I told these guys you wanted it so you better enjoy it." Well, as she hustled me to the garage door and handed me off to this rough looking guy I suddenly had a feeling I wasn't going to be doing the fucking. When the door opened I could barely see through the smoke and low lighting but there were at least 15 guys in there. Then, Alia came up to me with a pair of scissors and started to cut my clothes off of me. When I tried to speak she slapped me and told me to stop and accept this. Everyone in the room turned into her cheering section while she stripped me of my clothes and dignity. Next to me there was this small table with padding added to it. This was to become my home for the next hour. She then bent me over the table. Just to make sure she took a strap and wrapped it around the table and my back to hold me to the table with just enough slack so I could buck a little. "Who's first," she said. Before they started she whispered to me "Because you are a good sub I am putting some lube on your ass." Then she squeezed something cold from a tube into me and let the train begin. While I was trying to get used to the cock in my ass she whipped me with her crop and said, "Open your mouth." Five guys lined in front of me and the first one started gagging me with his cock. I had a hard time catching my breath and things were happening so fast I couldn't control anything. I had become a fuck toy and Alia was loving it. When she thought I wasn't being a good enough whore she would hit me with her crop. The guys loved that and asked her to hit me more. Eventually I think in a weird way I started to accept it and maybe even like it. Then she loosened the strap holding me down and flipped me on my back and tied my feet to my hands near my head so my ass was exposed more. They continued fucking me and I had to lay my head back to accept their cocks. In this position they were really jamming it down my throat and I was starting to taste their cum. I found myself begging to be fucked harder when a cock was not in my mouth. I was really working hard and sweating. Alia took care of that and threw ice water on me which made me scream much to the delight of everyone. Soon I could hear guys moaning and cumming some in my ass and pulling out and finishing on my chest. A few pulled out of my mouth and blew on my face. As each of them finished and unloaded on me Alia made sure I didn't swallow any of their cum. She wanted to see it all on me. I was covered head to legs with the thickest cum I had ever seen. She had me look at her with my cum burning eyes and she took a few photos of me with her phone. After they were all done she untied me and poured water on me to clean me up. "That's a good bitch you have right there," they each told her while they handed her lots of cash. Not only was this fun for her I think I was just pimped out. "You have done good today," she told me as she rubbed her finger on my face. Her earlier comments in the day were correct. I had experienced things today that I had never felt before. The Perfect Day To Get Off Author's note: I am a new writer, and thus feedback is greatly appreciated from those who enjoy/dislike my erotic tale. * * * * * The upcoming Wednesday seemed promising, if only because my school was off and I had barely a single responsibility to fulfill for the day. Aside from sleeping, eating, and catching up on some good ol' television, the day was all mine. I had gotten up at around 10 o'clock, which was early by my standards. I was a senior at my high school, an 18 year old guy with decent grades and looks that would sometimes cause heads to turn, but only sometimes. I guess you could say I was pretty average, 5'10, 160 lbs., decent build, but no eye-popping muscles. I had brown hair with blue eyes, and I had attracted more attention from the opposite sex ever since I had decided to let my hair grow as opposed to shaving it as was my previous style. I had fair skin that was very sensitive to the touch of the sun's rays, especially during the summer, not that I had to worry about that during the middle of February. Upon completing my previous 'chores,' including watching and eating some cereal, I had decided to kick off my rare off day by actually doing something constructive and taking out the trash. I was still dressed in what I had slept in, which consisted of a pair of boxer-briefs and a beater. As I walked outside, the touch of the concrete on my bare feet caused me to shiver as chills ran up my body, for the temperature must have been about twenty degrees. My nipples immediately hardened through my shirt as I raced with the trash bags out to the curb. Upon my arrival, I had noticed that my neighbor, a 44 year-old housewife, had just arrived home with a trunkload of groceries. Although I was in no state to mingle outside, I had decided to be a gentleman and offer this maturing lady my assistance in carrying the bags inside. I felt slightly awkward as a result of the way I was dressed, but a gentleman is on duty 24 hours a day. On the contrary, I probably should have let her do it herself, beings that she was fully clothed by a heavy winter overcoat that ran from her neck to her ankles. Nevertheless, I scampered in and out of her house about four times carrying as many groceries as I could handle in hopes of getting back to the warm comfort of my own home. As I attempted to wish her farewell, she insisted on my acceptance of her offer to a cup of hot chocolate. Because I only wanted to get inside to warm my body, I took her up on her offer. Her name was Susan. She was a married housewife with no children who had lived across the street from me all her life. She was about 45, a mature woman who had both flaws and upsides physically. Her teeth were stained a yellowish brown due to years of smoking, and her hair was dyed sort of an orange color. She had blue eyes and weighed about 180 lbs., although she was not fat because she stood at a solid 5'11. She had a nice pair of C cup breasts that I had fantasized about on a few occasions, but nothing serious. I was still quite embarrassed by my current state of being, that of boxer-briefs and a tank top. Although my dick is and average 6.25 inches erect, it appeared substantially smaller with the cold, as my bulge was barely noticeable. Up until then, Susan and I had exchanged small talk about school, girls, and life in general. As she was preparing the hot chocolate, she had finally decided to take off her overcoat, a move in which I had greatly appreciated, due to my state of clothing. To my surprise, underneath she was merely dressed in her nightgown. As she explained, her overcoat covered her entire body, and thus there was no need to get dressed up to go grocery shopping. As we sat down to drink our cocoa, I was still attempting to warm my body as my nipples still protruded through my shirt. The awkward small talk continued as she delved into my love life with more questions about my current status with the ladies. I was embarrassed to reveal that I had not had a girlfriend, although the desire on my part was there. She then caught me off guard by asking me if I was still a virgin, to which I reluctantly and nervously replied that I was. She laughingly responded and cited that she thought I was very cute, and that any woman would be lucky to have me. Susan then began to play footsies with me under the coffee table as I told her that she was very fortunate to be married and not have to worry about finding someone to be with and enjoy; however, Susan said that she had not had sex in about 2 months and there her marriage had recently become boring if only as a result of the hands of time. Next, I told her of my aspirations to just once be able have a relationship in which everything wasn't so complicated with my partner, i.e., school commitments, friends, and her need to 'take time' in developing the relationship. To my astonishment, Susan then said something that I will never forget; she nervously quipped "If you want me, come and get me." Right away, my heart began to beat through my chest as I nervously asked if she was serious, and only the look in her eyes accompanied by a nod kept me from losing my virginity. I slowly but passionately leaned over the coffee table and kissed her soft lips and wrapped my tongue around hers. We the both simultaneously stood up and wrapped our arms around each other and felt each other's heart beat rapidly in unison. Although I knew I shouldn't have, I gave Susan one final chance to back out as I inquired about moral restraints and her husband, but she was not concerned. I quickly undid her nightgown only to look before me and see a beautiful, full body with gorgeous long legs, a full bush, and beautiful tits with nipples that one could suck on for ages. As she undressed me, embarrassment again struck my heart, as my body was still cold despite the hot chocolate, and my cock looked almost deformed in its half-hard half icy state. To my relief, Susan did not seem to become turned off as she suggested we take a shower together to solve my little problem. As the hot water poured onto my body, my cock regained full strength as Susan and I continued to grope each other while our tongues continued to explore the other's mouth. I didn't want that shower to end, but Susan decided that we should exit and move into her comfortable bed where we could continue to heat each other up in the places where the hot chocolate had failed. We stumbled into the bedroom as she quickly laid on her back and I jumped on top of her. I was a virgin and I wanted to fuck, and I wanted to fuck now. My cock penetrated her pussy as my mouth began to explore her luscious breasts. her cunt wrapped around my cock better then my hand ever could, as I began to pump as fast as I could, keeping in mind that was new at this. Susan wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my back, as she just held on for the ride while my cock pistoned in and out of her pussy. We began to kiss again as I could feel the cum begin to rush to the head of my cock. After only a few minutes of fucking, I was about to cum inside of her with all I had. Although I could tell that she was not yet approaching orgasm, I could not help but shoot load after load into her damp pussy. While I was cumming inside of her, Susan and I continued to kiss as we moaned into each other with pleasure. To my excitement, my cock remained hard inside of her even though my cum had already been extracted by her succulent pussy. With this continued hardness, I began to fuck her again at a rapid pace in hopes of fulfilling my partner. She cried out for me to fuck her harder as her nails dug into my back and her legs wrapped around me like a snake circling its prey. The resurgence of my cock proved too much for my partner as she soon relinquished an outburst of fluid from her cunt while screaming in pleasure all the while. Soon after, I shot my second load into her pussy as I quickly collapsed onto her with my limp cock lying inside of her wet cunt. While my body pressed up against Susan's, we continued to kiss as our chests pressed hard up against each other's and we could each feel the fervent heart beat of our partner. It would be many hours before her husband arrived home, and so we just remained there for hours cuddling with each other like newlyweds on a honeymoon; however, eventually it was time to go as this bliss could not continue forever. As I began dressing myself and headed towards the door, she assured me that her door was always open during the day and if I ever needed help lighting the fire, she would be glad to house my average but ample log.