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The Taming of Dane Ch. 01

By: cuntlybabe



The view from the trail was spectacular. Hiking the trail to Half-dome was exhilarating, the air crisp and clean, and just the kind of thing we like to do for a getaway. Jack and I have spent the last few years exploring the serenity of the nation's parks, whenever we can steal time away together. We love the peace and quiet of hiking, and camping in the back country. Jack always likes to let me lead as we set out in the morning. He says so he can keep a firm eye on me. I think it's because I'm a better navigator than he is, and so he can keep his eye firmly on my ass. And, I'll be perfectly honest; I like him lusting after by my body. I especially like the way he trembles when I snuggle up against him and whisper "fuck me" in his ear.

On that particular morning, in our tent about 50 yards off the trail, he was still asleep just before dawn when my eyes fluttered open. I had fallen asleep with Jack snuggled up behind me, thick cock still damp from feeding my insatiable hunger, slumbering in the cove that formed at the base of my ass when my frequently spread legs came together. His right arm around me, his hand gently cupping my breast. 

During the night, as always, we had settled into our sleeping positions. He always sleeps with one leg exposed. As I gently slipped out of my bed roll, I caught a glimpse of the head of his lovely cock lying limp against his leg, and the beginnings of an x-rated wake call crept into my mind.

Jack and I had met while he was in his medical residency, and I was working as a nurse in the trauma unit. He strode on the unit, acting all cocky and superior one morning, walked right up to me and told me that the one patient we had in common that day was scheduled for surgery and that I needed to get him ready. I turned around and said, "Well Dr. Tinney, it seems like you're behind the power curve this morning. Your patient 'was' going for a tracheotomy this morning, but that procedure has been canceled." 

"Why?" He replied. Trying to appear in control in front of his medical student, a slinky little blond that I know was servicing him, or at the very least offering to. And that was fine with me. Someone had to teach him a few things, and keep his attention until I decided he was ready for what I had in mind. 

"Because, we were able to get his pulmonary function to improve enough that we got him off the ventilator last night." I said as I handed him the chart. "That's incredible!" he said, eagerly flipping thought the chart. He sent his medical student off to gather info for him, and I leaned in and said "Not incredible, just good strong nursing! Looks like your gonna be the star on rounds this morning." testing the waters to see if HE felt like he was ready.

"Yea, I owe you big time! How about diner?" So cliché. I guess he felt ready. "Sure, if you can get your face outta Blondie's cleavage long enough to read a menu!" He looked genuinely hurt, but he bought me diner that night, asked me out twice the next week, and as they say, the rest is history.

I almost broke it off with him very early on, fifth date actually. While he was an outstanding kisser, and always got an extremely enticing erection during our oral fencing, he had up to that point always left me going to bed with my latex friend. Until, that night, half way through a Seinfeld re-run, I finally whispered "Fuck me, please!" in his ear as his lips inched toward my neck. He looked into my eyes, and held my gaze as I reached down and unzipped his pants, stuck my hand deftly through the opening in his boxers, and began to gently stroke his cock. Oh my, I thought, the timid doctor exceeds expectations. 

I sucked his tongue back into my mouth as I pulled him into position in front of me on my living room couch. As he moved to kneel in front of me on the floor, he stared with obvious astonishment as my Lee jeans flew over my head landing out of sight behind the couch. 

With our eyes locked on each other, he took both hands and pulled off my very expensive panties, purchased expressly for the purpose of being made into carpet decorations by the good Dr. Feelmeup here. I undid his belt and set his throbbing cock free, and I could picture in my mind the image of his erect penis just inches from my hungry lust. I used my feet to push his pants down, and he freed his muscular legs as I drew mine back up along his flanks. Nipples erect, my finger tips began pulling my fleshy male slot open to accept his special delivery, and he pushed his large headed pole gingerly inside of me. This was the start of what my aching crack had been waiting for, so I leaned my head back and moaned in encouragement, "Oh Yea, that's what momma's been needing!" and he exploded a hot nut all over my finely tanned stomach. Just after his third, very tenuous stroke of my thirsty hole!

My lust was nowhere near ready to return to its long dormancy, so I reacted by tossing my inhibitions the way of my dampened crotch jeans. I had the man I was after alone in my apartment, his pants were in a ball on my couch, and his man meat had just erupted its sweet au jus just north of my finely manicured fire crotch. I was hoping for MUCH more than my steaming ginger cunt had gotten, and I wasn't about let this sexy mother fucker go until I got it! Even if I scared him off, I was too far in to let my quarry flee the field tonight.

I pushed him off of me and flipped over on top of him on the floor as I said' "Oh, Hell no! Don't think you're gonna get off that easily!" He was still oozing jizm when I pounced on him, wrapped my hand firmly around the base of his shaft and took him into my mouth. His head passed my lips and spurted out the last of his life giving load as I throated him and tasted his cum mixed with the spice of my body. When I was sure his initial load was spent, I settled into a slow, licking, kissing, and sucking celebration of the fact that I had at least one round of this sexy mans cum on me and was beginning the quest for more. 

Jack was moaning and timidly touching my hair, and I could tell I was edging him closer to feeding me a full helping of his hot wiggle juice. Jack reached down and took my hand and pulled. I looked up at him, never losing the air tight lock I had on my prey, to see him looking at me, "Let me taste you", the words came out of his mouth in a soft whisper, and I spun my body around, and stopped as my hot clit found a wonderful spot to linger. Those unbound (naked) yoga classes really paid off. 

I couldn't decide what felt better, his tongue dancing between my lips, or his cock throbbing on my tongue, when his hands found my nipples. His caressing of my breasts was slow but very effective, and my sex engine began the build up for its run for the sun.

The good Dr. Tinney had obviously paid very close attention during his med school anatomy class, as he demonstrated with his cunning linguistic dissertation on the erogenous zones of nurse Dane Clarke's tasty twat. Jack's tongue rimmed my decidedly underworked vagina with slow, tantalizing thoroughness. His lip service deftly commanded the attention of my firming clitoris, and this devil's silver tongue expertly lashed my sensitive labia, with more than enough innate talent to capture this nurse's attention.

Jack stopped abruptly. Shuddering a little, I lifted up, looked down between our bodies at his face, met his gaze, and heard "Get on your hands and knees!" I couldn't get into position fast enough! I had just got clear of his body when his fingers slid inside me. His thumb first, then a couple of his longer digits. As his fingers probed the depths of my glistening crack, he gently pressed his pussy wettened thumb past my anal sphincter. I froze, and then hungrily rocked back against his hand. He thoroughly explored me as I begged for more, "Oh God Yea!", "I really like that Baby!" Jack pulled his digits out of my cock caves, and I lowered my upper body to my elbows in anticipation of what I prayed was about to happen, and was about half way through a deep cleansing breath when he mounted me.

His cock entered my pussy and hit my magic spot on the first stroke. Not intensely enough to make me cum straight off, but his staff's relentless prodding ratcheted up my revving engine with a profoundly cumulative effect. Jack stroked me for what felt like hours, and yet not near long enough. Just as I was nearing the edge, Jack stopped his assault on the tenderest part of me. He held his dazzlingly erect penis still enough that I could count his heartbeat thundering inside my chasm, leaned over and whispered "Turn over Baby".

I turned over hoping to be boned into oblivion, and found Jack had something totally mind-blowing planned for me. As I reached for him, he kissed me passionately, and lowered his face to my left breast. He began there by kissing the nipple gently, then a gentle lick, a maddeningly gentle tug from his teeth as he expelled a breath of hot air over the sensitive button of pleasure. 

When he paused, I yanked him on top of me and he again looked into my eyes. I was eager to be ridden and tried to pull him inside of me, and he said "Wait, are you comfortable?"

I managed to pant out a breathy "Yes."

"Are you enjoying the sex?"

"Oh, Yea!" Not really sure where he was going with this, but more than willing swim in those eyes long enough to find out.

"Can I finish this my way?"

"Yes", eager to find out what 'his way' was.

Jack kissed me, drew back and looked into my eyes, and slowly, gently slid inside me. It was so subtly powerful that it took what little breath I had away. As I tried to breathe, he said "I've longed to make love with you since the moment I saw you!"

With that Jack began to stroke me, and we made love for what felt like a millennium, face to face. As I felt him thrust inside me it occurred to me that no man had ever treated me so gently, so respectfully, and made me feel as thoroughly sexually explored as Jack was. 

I was near orgasm very soon but I put all my will into holding it back. I didn't want the slow methodically rhythmical pace Jack was setting to stop. And, amazingly, I was able to hold back the flood of my passion for a good while. 

My control was starting to slip and I started to moan craning my neck, and Jack lowered his head and quickly took my right nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard. Pleasure nearly split me in two! I begged Jack to keep it going "Please, Don't Stop! Please God Jack Don't Stop!" 

Jack's rhythm was like a steady drum beat pounding bliss deep into me and sending it resonating throughout my entire body, as I died my little death.

After a few minutes I was able to gain enough control over my body to meet his gaze, and his smoky eyes were right there waiting for me. As I demurely looked up at my new lover he said "I want you to cum again, just for me." I could only reply "Make love to me Jack, fill me full of your love."

We continued to grind, his cock inside me, my hands on his ass pulling him as deep inside me as I could get him with every stroke. I thought of his cock in my mouth still shooting his first load of the night, and the telltale fever began to build inside me again as Jack stoked my fire with his stiff attention.

"Baby, your gonna make me cum again!" was all I could get out before the fire overwhelmed me. Jack immediately picked up his pace "I'm gonna fill you full of cum!" As I looked into his sweet caring eyes his cock exploded and gave my body another drink of what it was thirsting for. We collapsed into a breathless, sticky mess. And I must admit, that suited me just fine!

As I snuck back into tent the morning of our fateful day, I was looking for any sign that Jack had awakened while I was watering the bushes and solidifying my plans to wake him up the way my man should be awakened. 

Noting the rise and fall of a chest in gentle slumber I eased my naked body into position over Jack's powerful legs and parted my supple lips to ambush his soft manhood.

"You that anxious for breakfast?" my man said through slitted eyes. "Yes, are you ready to feed me breakfast?" and enveloped his flaccid penis deep within my hungry mouth. I reveled in our love for each other as his cock woke and grew into its full glory between my hungry lips with virility and eagerness. I settled in between his thighs to give my boyfriend a blowjob worthy of remembrance. 

In the medical field you hear all kinds of crazy, insane, stupid things people do to get off, most of which is just way too bizarre to even acknowledge, but every now and then you hear about something that actually works. Like this ---

I lovingly nursed his member, licking occasionally, moaning occasionally, and letting my tongue also wet the middle finger on my right hand. When I had it well lubed I concentrated my attention on the lovely head of Jacks cock distracting him and slowly, gently slipped that wet finger into his anus. He moaned out his approval and I found what I was after. 

I began to gently massage the gland at the base of his shaft, slowly upped the intensity and the size of my stroke until could feel the effect I was having. I breathed softly over his cock "Hold off as long as you can, baby." Then returned my mouth to servicing my lover, and my sweet reward.

I could feel him starting told hold back, after all I had nursed from his fountain many, many times before this. He started squeaking out "Oh fuck Baby, I'm gonna cum a big one!" I'm gonna cum in your mouth!" But to my man's credit he held off for another ten seconds, not a small feat for a man getting a blowjob, and having his prostrate massaged.

Mount Jack erupted, and I thought his flowing lava was going to drown me! He came, and came, and came. It was a challenge to take it all, I almost had to let it spill out all over us both. Jack came over and over, filling my mouth, and before I could get it all swallowed, he was quenching my thirst again. I kept up the massage and drank in every drop of the manna he gave me. 

It's not that I like the taste of cum, though actually I do, but I LOVE Jack's cum because it's HIS cum, because he serves it to me with love and I completely enjoy being the sweet little woman his family loves, AND his own personal mindboggling porn queen. I have NEVER refused a sexual advance from him, and pride myself on the fact that I can, and will do anything it takes to keep him anxious to get inside me. Sometimes he can be a little rough, but so can I. Sometimes the sex is gentle and passionate, and I really get into our slow, intimate love play. I've even made consultation appointments at his office with a fictitious name and served him up a helping of hot pussy as a midday treat. 

As his flood finally ebbed, I lifted my face to look at him and smiled and said "Good Morning lover! I think I should wake you up that way every morning"

"If I had any strength left I would turn your over and fill your other end as well."

"Don't tease me, Baby." I quipped as Jack pulled me up to his face and kissed me long and thoroughly. I lay snuggly in his arms as he snoozed. And I fell asleep dreaming of growing old with my man, and all the freakishly kinky things I would eagerly do to keep him well satisfied. I don't do kinky wild sex only to please him. I must confess, that I like it, and I feel blessed to have a man that not only wants me, but wants to please me as much as I want to please him. 

A few hours later we awoke again to a bright morning and a trail ahead. We laughed and talked as we packed up our camp and prepared to move out. 

Jack was constantly teasing me about being his 'soul mate', and his 'love muffin'. I told him I would be his love muffin as long as his 'butter dispenser' continued to work, if he couldn't supply my need, all bets were off. Then I flashed him my natural set of 34b's, and stood solid as he approached me, cupped each one in a confident hand, and gently rubbed my nipples with his thumbs. "Later today, we're gonna butter your hot little muffin, but good!" He stoically shot back.

"WE fucking better!" 

You see Jack and I had come to an agreement about half way through the first year of our 7 year relationship. As we climbed into bed together one night he seemed distant. I asked as gently as I could "What's wrong baby?" And he sheepishly replied "Can I pass on servicing the queen bee tonight?" All I could say was "Sure, Can I fall asleep in your arms?", as I deftly tugged Victoria back into place to cover the secret flesh I had been eager to have him conquer.

Jack embraced me, and drifted off quickly. I lay awake most of the night stunned, wondering if this was the beginning of the end. Jack woke before I did and was already dressed and standing beside the bed shaking my shoulder gently, and telling me I was running late for the doctor's appointment I had been dreading.

"Can you reschedule it?" Jack called out as I ran into the bathroom, tugging on an old scrub top I used to cover up quickly when needed, for my morning 'sexy girlfriend' maintenance, and to take that first cleansing pee of the day. "Can you reschedule your appointment?" He was standing in the bathroom door now.

"Sure, I guess, why?" I spurted out around my toothbrush, sitting on the toilet with my panties around my knees.

"I've got something special I'd like to do with you today." as he left the room.

I finished my 'morning business', and walked down the hall to find Jack standing in the kitchen, holding the familiar cordless phone out to me. The call to Doctor Steinman's office was brief, and all the better since I didn't have time to get all the way across town, and wasn't looking forward to that wrinkly old bastard, spending way more time than was necessary with his fingers inside me during the exam. "So, what's up?'

"A couple of things, first I want to apologize for putting you off last night."

"No Problem." as neutral as I could.

"Second, I want to spend some time away, with you. Can we plan a trip?"

"Sure, where do you wanna go?"

"Somewhere, far away from our everyday, I'd like it to be a surprise!", a slight grin crept across his face as his imposed stoicism slipped ever so slightly.

"A surprise huh? I didn't know you were into surprises." as I turned may back to him to pour a cup of my favorite breakfast blend. The sound of the coffee pouring into my mug filled my ears and kept me from hearing him cross the room. 

His breathy words touched my ear at the same moment his hands gently embraced my waist. I melted as my Jack intoned, "I will never refuse you sex again!" 

I could feel his randy cock straining against the miles of restrictive fabric between it and my already dampening crack, "Take me to bed or lose me forever, Cocksman!", I demanded, hoping like all hell he actually would.

"I'll take you right here and you'll not only like it, you'll love it!" And god was he right! His speed was incredible, he freed his shaft, pulled my Victoria's down past my knees, brought both hands up to seize my breasts, and was buried deep between my thighs before I could take in more than a couple of heaving breaths. 

I bent over the counter in an effort to engulf every inch of his throbbing penis. Jack took me, there in the kitchen as my eager body drank in his lust, while surrendering my own. My heaving bosom strained to be played with, and with his hands under my loose fitting scrub top his fingers danced over my erect nipples with the skill of a craftsman caressing a fine piece of Corinthian marble.

"Oh, Jack! Promise you'll NEVER stop fucking me!" I breathed out in short staggered breaths as his stokes rippled though my body, priming my building release.

"I'll never get enough of you quivering at my touch, you make me feel like....."

The rest was lost in the rapture of my bliss. The orgasm seized me, took my breath, forcing my soul into another plane of existence. I could feel his cock ravaging me, his fingers tugging at my nipples, my body aching. My spasms clamped down on the shaft of my lover and like the finely tuned instrument that it was, Jack's cock responded by expelling what felt like gallons of hot cum deep into my very soul. His hands firmly squeezed, and slightly twisted my hardened nipples as another spasm of exquisitely tortuous pleasure speared through my cum soaked loins. 


The Taming of Dane Ch. 01



As my body slowly returned to the mortal realm, I felt my man pull the extensive head of my favorite appendage out of me with a very satisfying wet plopping sound. The kind of sound a cork makes being pulled from the bottle, kind of a pop, but sloppy, sticky, and deliciously wet.

I turned slowly and pulled Jack's mouth to me and his tongue found its way past my freshly brushed teeth as I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into me. His cum making my recovering crack feel saturated and well lubricated after our morning romp in the kitchen. 

"My body is yours Jack, use it any way, any time you want it." I was his. Committed. Totally in submission. "Are you sure?" as he pulled my lacey little ass wrapper back into place. They seated against my bottom with a sweet twinge of satisfaction, and his cum made the seal complete.

"Yes!"

"Then get your sweet ass in the bedroom!"

I didn't hesitate. I licked out of my panties, leaving them on the kitchen floor and grasping his hand, I led him to my bedroom, anxious for more. Feeling his liquid love make my thighs glide past each other without any friction at all.

He stopped me at the foot of the queen size mattress he had helped me wear out over the past six months, and said "Stop right here!"

Jack gently touched my cheek, kissed my lips gently, and undressed me without bothering to hide the fact that his cock was still swollen and seemed poised to launch another assault on my heightened senses. 

I stood in front of him nude, exposed, as he stepped back, looked me over with craven fawning in his eyes and said "Today, I'm gonna take you to places that no one ever wants to come back from." And he began to disrobe.

Jack stood in front of me, and I in front of him. Naked. 

And it was here, hiding nothing, that we entered into our mutual agreement.

"I want to spell things out, clearly, with no reservations!" he began. "I want there to be nothing between us that we cannot express. I love your body, it excites me, it thrills me, and it is something that I want to enjoy with reckless abandon until you get tired of me." 

I started to reach out to him but he motioned very gently for me to wait.

"I want to offer you my body in exchange, you can have me any way you want me, at any time you want me, until I no longer please you or you no longer want me."

My turn, "And I want there to be nothing we won't do, NOTHING. I want US to explore every hedonistic thought that crosses our minds to explore with each other. I want TOTAL, sexual openness between us. I will NEVER refuse your desire for ANYTHING you want or want me to do."

"Are you completely sure that there is NO reservation on your part?", He was offering me the opportunity to put restriction or proviso's in the deal.

"None! And you?" 

"None!" and he close the distance between us.

Jack got very close to me, his face inches from me, the head of his cock gently pressing against my belly, and said "Then I'll start things out by declaring this your day, anything you want, any way you want it, as much as you want or as little, your wish is my command."

"Anything?"

"Anything!"

With a devilish smile I took one step back and sat down in our love nest. "Do you like my body?"

"Yes, Baby, I love your body!" 

I lay back on the bed, and spread my legs and issued my first wish of the day. "Jack off a monstrous load all over me! I wanna watch your cock spray it's cum on me!"

My lover took his cock in his hand and commenced to stroke it standing with his thighs touching mine, keeping them spread wide. I watched as his hand slid up and down his cock. He watched my wiggling body, open and vulnerable, just inches away from him flogging his meat. I massaged my breasts, I stuck my fingers inside my recently lubed chassis and slowly drew them up to my mouth and wiped our liquid leavings onto my waiting tongue. I savored the taste of the sweet cream we had cooked up in the kitchen. Our love juices are each very tasty all by themselves, but when they mix, they enhance each other's flavor in a wonderful way. I cooed out encouragement as his thick heavy balls slowly ratcheted their way up to the base of his shaft and closer to covering me with the expression of their desire. 

Jack started talking about my body. Telling me how much he loved to have my nipples in his mouth, to rub his tongue across them while he had them trapped between his teeth. How he liked to have his cock wrapped in my luscious lips and to be made to surrender his cum to my hunger. How he loves to have me on top of him pleasuring myself by riding his penis until I flip over and beg to be stroked by him until the universe explodes within us. 

His nuts were very close to their launch position, and his pre-cum was glistening at the end of his rod like a white hot diamond. I arched my back, lifting my chest off of the bed so that it was closer to him, and reached out with my finger and took a sample of this cumly appetizer and brought it teasingly to my lips where I spread it like gloss over my hungry cocksucker. 

Jack moaned out "Oh, Fuck your hot!", just before he unloaded all over me. His cum fell on me like droplets of liquid fire. A spurt on my left nipple, already burning with heat and desire. A glob in my navel, some in the finely trimmed red hair that carpeted Jack's favorite shooting gallery. A rather impressively large drop hit me near the corner of my mouth, and without a moment's hesitation, my tongue snaked its way out, found it, and slurped it deftly past my glistening lips. 

He nearly collapsed on top of me, but stopped himself with his muscular arms. "Now watch!" I said, the impishness returning to my cum stained face. I used both hands to massage my body with his thick spend. My body absorbing the essence of Jack slowly as I worked him into my pores. I rubbed my breasts, squeezing my nipples teasingly toward his mouth. I rubbed the cum in my cunt hair over the sensitive tender flesh there and purred into his face "You get to walk around all day knowing that I wanted to wear your semen all over me, like a fine silk teddy! Knowing that I'm wearing your seed, that I have the taste of our cum in my mouth and that I'm carrying around your first load of the day deep inside my hot, sweet pussy!"

He stayed right there, suspended above me until his cum was dried into my flesh and then he leaned down and I locked my lips onto his and gave his tongue a work-out all of its own. When we parted our lips I placed my hands on his chest, and said, "Now momma is hungry for some actual food, and we'll plan out some of the rest of our day!"



The Taming of Dane Ch. 02



We ate pancakes. And discussed things that needed to be done outside my one bedroom den of iniquity on the outskirts of Kansas City. There were things that we could do, or I could just recline in the lap of sexual luxury all day. 

I decided that all encounters that day, and there would be encounters, would take him by totally surprise. So, at my urging, we set out to the local bookstore for research into our first foray into vacationing. I have to give the man a little recovery time, right?

The plan was that Jack was going to research our 'getaway', and I was going to peruse the rest of the store, avoiding the travel section. So, being the kind of person I am, I headed for the philosophy section and became engrossed in a book on pagan rituals. I was reading a very arousing section about ritualistic sexual practices, and yes I really do have that strong a libido, when a familiar hand pressed the pleats of my skirt flat against my well tended ass. I pretended not to notice, and casually said, "Please Sir, unhand me!", Jack relinquished his hold on my testicle trampoline, pulled my fiery locks away from my ear and whispered "I can't get the thought of my dried cum all over you out of my head! I've got to have you, right now! Please baby, give me some of your sweet pussy!" 

My eyes flicked around as he whispered, and I found what I needed. I pulled Jack along to a deserted corner of the store and told him "Get in the bathroom, now, and you better be TOTALLY naked when I come in!" His eyes grew wide and he disappeared behind the door untucking his shirt as he went. I gave him a good 30 seconds and opened the door, to find my cock star standing there completely naked, with the biggest grin on his face that you have ever seen. I stepped through the door and closed it. Turning the lock, I eyed his sexual exclamation point, and I switched off the lights. 

"Hey!" Jack protested.

"Shut up, it's my day, this is how I want it, and this is how I'm gonna have it!" as I pulled my thong off from under my skirt and stuffed it into my purse just before I flung it to the ground. I found him standing just where I thought he would be. I turned around, rubbed my tail feathers against his slab of highly responsive meat and voiced my second wish aloud "Bend me over, pull up my skirt, and fuck me with all you've got!" 

His hands were right on target as he yanked up the hem of my skirt, but he hesitated slightly when he went to grab my panties. "You sexy little minx!" drifted through the darkness to my ears as his familiar bigheaded cock found the gate to its waiting playground with the precision learned from its many forays into my dewy garden, I secretly grinned at his surprise in discovering me unclad and already primed for him.

I gasped with distinct pleasure as he took me. His hands were firmly grasping my hips as I released all control to my man and his need. My only proactive move was a slight angle adjustment of my pelvis that assured him unhindered access to my well trimmed snatch, and the juicy sugar basin it covered. I let him set the pace, I let him choose the depth, my flesh was the means by which he would achieve his needed release, and I needed to give it to him. Everything else in the world was blocked from my senses save the feel of his firm hands on my hips and that of his marauding, pillaging cock as it plundered my yielding flesh. I submitted, I took every thrust, every tug of my flared hips, every withdrawal, every impact of his sperm generating balls against my flattened bush, without a sound, without resistance, and without hesitation. He plowed, he thrusted, he firmly yanked me backwards, impaling me on his throbbing tool. Inside I moaned, inside I screamed out his name, inside I begged him to drive me another seven inches closer to the precipice that was the tumbling fall into oblivion that he was so very good at plunging me into. There in the darkness of my favorite corner bookstore's bathroom, I accepted that orgasmic fall as my lover served it to me, hot and throbbing, with the peace of utter surrender. I allowed it to wash over me, envelope me, suffocate me, and then breathe the breath of life back into me. 

As the muscles of my pocket locked into place, savoring the moment and forming a slightly less yielding surface to stimulate his engorged penis, Jack quickened his breakneck pace. His grip tightened, and his thrust deepened to a point that it seemed if he came in me that deep I'd have to swallow before I could thank him. Then suddenly, Jack slowed to a snail's pace, pushing into me and pulling out of my quivering cunt VERY slowly. He was driving me absolutely fucking crazy. I was about to open my mouth and croon out a low raspy moan when he ground to a complete stop. All that remained inside of me was the helmet his soldier wore. He stopped breathing and he quietly filled me full of his sizzling cream. His lack of movement made sure I felt every spurt, every shot, every drop of his orgasm as it seemed to fill my throbbing vagina, and then to course throughout my body, warming me to the feverish temperature of his lusty abandon. 

When he released my hips, I pulled away, spun and knelt quickly and with all the gentleness I could muster in my spasmodic longing, I cleaned 'us' from his flagging pole with my tongue, trying hard not to let anything but my lips and tongue touch him. When I had satiated my hunger with every remaining drop of our mutual orgasm, I pulled back, and said, "Now I'm as full of your cum as I am covered by it, come out when you catch your breath." I stood up and left the bathroom and my spent man, without turning on the light.

When he finally emerged from the 'love cave' as we later dubbed it, Jack was put together and seemed ready to go. Though it took him 10 minutes to 'collect' himself. As he walked past me he groped my ass, so I turned to him and said, in as conversational a voice as I could muster, "Excuse me, Sir?", and Jack turned to look at me.

"Yes?"

"Thanks for the fuck, I was wondering where I would find a decent one in this lame ass town!", and casually went back to my browsing. It took him a moment, but what a comeback!

He paid the cashier $20.00 to let him use the store PA system. And announced to the world "Your welcome, anytime you want another go, you know where to find me!" We snickered the rest of the day about the look on the clerks face. 

As we settled back into his car, Jack said, "That was fucking incredible! I don't wanna know where you learned to behave like that!" He looked at me out of the corner of his eye and I knew that he wanted me to volunteer the information. 

"You know all about my past and you know very well how I learned to 'behave like that'" I said, "I've heard no complaining! There are times that I don't care what it takes, I don't care where we are, I find myself thinking about you, your cock, your animalistic instinct, and I want it, I want it all. Sometimes I need to make-out and spoon, ease gently into slow passionate love making that can take all night to satisfy our urges, and there are other times that I want you throw me on the bed and plow my ass like a rutting boar. When that happens, I want to give in to those animalistic instincts and enjoy the rutting boar for what it is, fucking without having to think, being fucked by YOUR cock that has no agenda other than you using me for your own personal sperm bank. No 'I love you's', no 'Baby, Baby', just use me to get your rocks off, while I use you to do the same. I promise that if your cock is inside of me, it will be good for me, and I'll know when you just need a nut, and I'll do my ever-loving' best to see to it that you fill me full. I've read the original design plans for the female genitalia, and it was designed to find pleasure in the same types of sexual activities that the male genitalia was, just from the opposite point of view. Your penis finds being inside a vagina pleasurable, my vagina finds that having a penis inside it is just as pleasurable. You don't have to do anything other than what you desire to please me. There will be times when all I want is to drink your load like a cheap beer, and when that's what I want I expect you to open the tap and quench my thirst, do you think that you could find that pleasurable?. There will also be times when I meet you at the door after work and declare "Fuck me hard, right now!" Do you think that would just be a service call for you, or do you think that you might find a little satisfaction in me demanding to be dominated and then enjoying every strong manly stroke you can manage."

I didn't have to wait long for his reply, "I would most definitely enjoy every moment of it all. You are very different than any woman I've ever known. And I want to spend my entire life knowing you, as well as two people can know each other."

Near the top of the Half-dome trial, is a lovely secluded outcropping of rock that served as our final pit stop before the final leg of the climb. I leaned back against Jack, in the lea of the stone and we talked about things that had been intruding in our lives. The horrendous pace of his burgeoning practice, staffing problems, his mothers insistence that I start pumping out mini-hers (never gonna happen), when Jack asked "You ready?"

"Is there anything that I've ever not been ready for? Like the time you hired the stripper for my birthday, and told her I was your lesbian sister, and was looking for a really good time!", eyebrows raised.

"That was so funny, for a minute I really thought that you were gonna disappear into that bathroom with her!"

"You missed the important clue, during the lap dance, I got a good look at her tattoo."

"What tattoo?"

"The one on her labia that said 'Bubba's Bitch', I couldn't have gotten a good muffin munch going with that staring me in the face, not into women who don't respect themselves!"

"Oh, My god!" He giggled, "I completely understand!" and started laughing hysterically.

"Face it Jack, You can't throw me. There is nothing you can come up with I'm not ready for!"

"Think so?"

"I know so!"

"Put up or shut up!"

"The day, my good man, is yours!"

"Then you've got a very few seconds to get out of those panties!"

"I thought you'd NEVER ask."

"I'm NOT asking."

The clothes vanished into our packs, and the bedrolls came out for cushions. Jack came to me and kissed me, ran his fingers gently down the curve of my spine, between the cheeks of my ass, and he tugged on my left cheek with a little more force than usual. I wrapped my arms slowly around his neck, looked dreamily into his eyes and said "Seems you've identified your focal point for the afternoon. Take me, enjoy me, and please, leave me longing for your future attention."

"With a little twist." he said as he settled onto the bedrolls. "Ride me for a little while first." and I eagerly moved in to mount his erect cock in the cowgirl position. Jack held up his hand and said "Reverse." 

I lowered my fire pit onto his shaft and felt the familiar jolt as his engorged head 'popped' into me with the express intent of leaving my box freshly fucked and burning for more. His intent was pure, and my stud NEVER disappointed. While this poking was incredible, and I could have pole sat all day, I suspected the way my guy had pulled on my ass cheek that his intent might very well be to conquer my rearward defenses before claiming the victory in the current battle of the genital wars. So I had to move quickly to make my surrender all it could be for both of us, so I turned on the charm.

I cranked up the kegels, and started squeezing the life out of my helmeted friend with the express desire of making him cum quickly. I threw my head back and peaked over my shoulder at him, and said "Hold on Baby, the ride gets bumpy from here!", 

"Oh my god, how do you make your pussy that tight?"

With satisfaction showing in my grin I began to aggressively thrust my pelvis back and forth, causing his erect cock to rock back and forth inside my clamped down sleeve. The sensation was fucking incredible, my only hope was that I could keep it up long enough, to take a load, and bathe his cock in his own sex baste, just before I surrendered the rear flank. 

The phenomenal feeling of his cock rocking inside me turned the furnace in my loins up to high as I got hotter and hotter, I moaned "Oh Baby, You've got my pussy so hot!" 

"Yes it is Baby, it's hot and it's so fucking wet. If you keep that up, your pussy is gonna suck the living cum right out of me."

"My pussy wants your cum, Baby, My pussy loves to feed on your sweet cum! Take my hips and drive me home Jack."

Jack grabbed my hips and began heartedly impaling me with downward pulls on my tender tush. I assisted by using my legs as springs to rebound up off his cock, giving him (and me) the sensation of bouncing up and down on his cock as if it was my own personal throbbing pogo stick.

I screamed, "Keep driving, Baby!" as I lost control of the battle and my defensive lines degenerated into a quivering mass of flesh as it was being repeatedly slammed by his artillery. Sometime during the chaos that was my quiverfest, Jack's big gun unloaded several volleys of fresh wiggling sperm deep inside my spasming vagina. Without missing a beat he lifted me up by the cheeks of my ass spreading them as he pushed up. My cunt dripped hot cum on his nuts as I hovered over his erect manhood.

I had just that morning taken a HUGE helping of him with my mouth, and he had just had a highly successful run at taming my randy little quif. So, his quick move to lift me off his joystick only confirmed my first thought. My man was determined to reassert his claim on every hole I had to offer. I was his and his claim was valid. I have long embraced the fact that I liked being corn holed as much as he liked claiming all of me. So, I grabbed his cock, aimed it at my tight ass ,and waited with the drunkenness of lingering bliss and anticipation for him to take me good and proper. Jack lifted me well clear of his sloppy wet cock. And, just as my willing ass was in position directly over his swollen stiffy, he let go of my tail.

The cock of my dreams, covered in our mutual love sauce, pushed through my anus and impaled itself, nuts deep inside my ass. I never in my life imagined that being dropped on his stunning piece of meat, and having it punch deep into my rectum could be anything but painful. But I was sadly mistaken. Don't get me wrong it was somewhat painful to be speared in that manner, but the pleasure that followed his glans deep inside me transformed that pain almost instantly into a raging need for more, the need to take my Jack even deeper inside me, any take him by God, any fucking way he wanted me. If it had never happened before, and it had, it happened at that moment. I, at that moment, like I had SO MANY times before, signed a mental contract that made Jackson Miric Tinney, MD the undisputed lord of my flesh. It, and I, was his to use, his to rule, and his to enjoy. And I fucking loved him for the way he wielded his mighty staff of power.

"Roll over." His highness commanded and without any hesitation I swayed to his touch and we executed a perfect acrobatic roll to put him on top of me, with my daypack under my lower abdomen, without out ever losing the intimate pelvic bond we had created. I tucked my arms under my chest raising my upper body up to elbow height, and putting my screaming nipples within reach of my talented fingers, and I set them to work immediately.

We never argue, I mean truly NEVER, and I do understand the difference. But with God as my witness, Jack gave me an 'ass reaming' that day that I'll never forget. And, by the way, one I would gladly sign up for again, right in the middle of my goddaughter's first communion. In front of the priest. I would even be willing to perform this circ-de-fuck-me for MSNBC, live at Madison Square Fucking Gardens, all he had to do, was ask.

I was prone on an outcropping of rock near the top of Half-dome, naked, moaning out my pleasure for the entire world to hear, with the love of my life insanely rutting his stiff cock deep into my ass. I had swallowed one of his largest loads ever just a few short hours before, and my pussy, still saturated by his previous load was dripping our special cocktail sauce on my bedroll. All the while my freshly tenderized filet-of-hole was being battered into sticky, blissful oblivion by my lovers' nut sack. Could life get any better? 

I tried to use the well toned muscles of my pelvic floor to squeeze him lovingly as he stretched my back door to allow his sex brigade inside my defensive line. But my rear echelon was in exquisite shambles and all I could do was take it, and take it like a jabbering, moaning, vestal virgin being ridden by the emperor I did. I moaned. I begged Jack to fuck me harder, and he did. I begged him to fuck me faster, and he did. I begged my man to fuck me deeper, and although I didn't think it was humanly possible, he certainly fucking did!

As my bigheaded cocksman explored all the pleasure possibilities that his Babies sweet little ass had to offer, his weighty scrotum kept up its slapping assault on my freshly drilled cunt. It was heavy enough and just long enough that it banged against my swollen clit every time Jack drove his cock into me. 

The combination of his cock pleasuring my ass, his scrotum spanking my sloppy cunt, and my quavering voice cheering him on to the victory of satisfying our mutual lust, apparently caused Jack to lose HIS control, and the love of my life pumped my ass full of billions of his delicious sexual stormtroopers. They coursed through the castle that was my body, and I warmly accepted them as conquering heroes. 

His hot cum now lubricating his final strokes, his hand shot around to my anxiously engorged clit. I was so close to tumbling into orgasm that only a few deftly executed circular rubs, and the final drum beats of Jack's exceptionally talented sexual prowess thrusting his physical love deep inside me, were required to shove me over the edge into a blissful tumult. The veil of the universe parted privately for me, and the orgasmic release that overcame my flesh finished off what little hold I had left on sanity.    

We spent the rest of that day, and that night, right there on that outcropping of rock. We spent the rest of our time that day watching the wildlife, necking, and talking about our next trip (something we always do while shagging our way through our nations parks). With the fire guttering out its heated light toward us in our naked glory, Jack softly whispered in my ear, "The sex today was the most incredible sex we've ever had. I hope you enjoyed it." I snuggled his arms tightly around me, and then slowly turned over to face him. 

"Jack, I love you. I've told you, I am yours, no limits." I kissed him and drew back with his lower lip trapped between my teeth. "The sex with you today was the most incredibly free I've ever felt. You are the ruler of my sexual soul. And I don't want to ever spend any more time away from you and your spectacular cock than absolutely necessary."

"I love you too, Dane! Do you really think my cock is spectacular?" 

"No, but it'll do while I'm looking for something better. Now shut the fuck up and snuggle that spectacular cock up against my hot, tight ass, before it cools off." I turned over and snuggled my man up against my backside, brought his arm around me and exaggeratingly forced it to roughly grasp my naked breast. Jack took the hint, and pulled me close and I could feel my favorite pastime nestle itself squarely in the cleft between the cheeks of it latest conquest. As we lay there spooning, I felt the first signals of his love machine powering up. 

Top be continued .......



The Taming of Dane Ch. 03



"Jack?"

"Yes Baby?"

"Will you please start out a little more gently this time?" as I slightly lifted my leg. 

"Start what out?" 

"I really want you inside my ass again, I want you to fuck me in the ass."

Jack lifted my leg, and disappeared under the blanket, and I felt his lips gingerly embrace the tender, recently assaulted flesh. The heat of his mouth on my anus was the impetus my stretched out tail needed to relax. I looped my hand around behind my knee and pulled my leg out of the way, allowing him easy access to my sex district. He tongued my ass until it was wet and ready to be taken again. His head reappeared next to mine and I reached back to find him erect. I gently pulled his manhood into my crack and placed it at the entrance to my backyard playground. I pushed back against him, slowly. Again and again until my anus accepted him inside me. The sting and burn was very brief and the old familiar narcotic exhilaration of my man's cock being inside me came flooding over me. My loins ached for some stiff prodding, and Jack was in a good position to give me what I needed. 

I lowered his hand to my belly, and cooed out "Oh Jack, That feels so good. Can you give me more of your cock? I want more."

Without saying a word, his hand pressed in on my lower belly, at the same time his shaft probed my rectal vault. 

"Oh, yea. Come on baby. There's a deep hunger in my ass and it needs tending. Fuck me in the ass, Baby! Take me, Jack. Let momma know who she belongs to!" His strokes stayed slow and even, and I knew there was only one way to get it the way I needed it. I reached far back and grabbed him by the loins and pulled, his pelvis rocked against me and the first good stroke of the evening pushed its way into my night. "Jack?" 

"Yes, Baby?"

"You and that cock of yours need to get on top of me and fuck me like you mean it!"

"Are you sure it's ok?"

"Swing for the fence Baby! Knock one into my backfield!"

The speed with which he repositioned us told me he was most certainly interested in batting his balls deep into my bench warmer. He laid me on my back and drew my ankles up to his shoulders, as I expertly slid my pillow under my low back. This brought me more in line with Jack's pelvis, and the sincere, deep stroking, ass pounding I was hoping for. I licked my fingers and spread a little extra lubrication across the ample head of his cock. Jack placed his penis against the hole in my ass, and the tingling began instantly. The head entered me as if it was returning home, and I begged "Oh Yea, PLEASE fuck me Jack!" 

"I'm gonna fuck you good, Baby!" as he loosed his lust upon my tender ass once more, and I enjoyed every stroke he gave me. He answered my moans for more, by giving me more. He pumped my ass with the savagery I lusted for. Jack pleased me more than he ever had, exactly the way he does every time his flesh touches mine.

"Cum in my mouth Jack!" I said into the night, and by the time I righted myself his cock was waiting for my warm reception. I cupped his low hanging balls in one hand as the other grasped the object of my anxious oratory skills. I stoked his shaft as my tongue ringed the purple head of his erect cock. Occasionally exercising an exaggerated lick up the underside of his cock's head to capture the fleeting taste of his delicious precum. 

"I want the taste of your cum in my mouth!" And at him again I went. Jack moaned out very loudly, "Your gonna suck my nuts right out of me! God Damn woman, you're fucking fantastic!" I smiled up at him and whispered "Feed me every drop, Cocksman!" and went down on his cock, pulling its head deep into my mouth. 

I firmly stroked his shaft, backed my mouth off the end of him, stuck my tongue out and rotated my head slightly, ready to take his spend in my mouth, and across my face. The vision proved too much for my lover to handle. His first shot dropped directly onto my tongue. I let his initial wad snake its way along the length of my tongue at its own sweet pace. The second shot plopped squarely on my chin. The third landed heavily on my left cheek and began to trace it way down to my neck, and onto my perky titties. I couldn't stand to lose any more and I moved to take him back into my mouth as his fourth shot rocketed out and shot squarely into the back of my throat. I swallowed what was in my mouth and sucked his glans into my insatiable maw. Jack gripped my hair and pushed my face down onto his waiting shaft. 

His cum flowed into me like a freshwater spring as he fucked my hungry mouth. I swallowed his seed, humming my approval. Not daring to take his rod from my mouth, for fear of losing any more of his precious juice, I gently squeezed the stragglers out of his balls, and guzzled them happily into my hungry belly. 

Jack lifted my face as I licked eagerly at my chin, while I massaged his errant dribblings onto my b-cups, catching the traveling drop as it cleared my neck. 

My lover collapsed on his back, and I moved in to nuzzle my way into his slightly hairy chest. "You never cease to blow my fucking mind, you know that? Your far better than any porn queen I've ever heard of!"

"And I will be as long as you continue to blow all your loads at, in, or on me!" I tongued his nipple and laid my head on his chest, his heartbeat drumming in my ear. We drifted off to sleep without a care in the world.

The dawn spilled over the ridge to bathe our bodies in warmth, as we blinked the sandman's dust from our brows. As I returned to our campsite from my morning routine, I found Jack perched near the edge of the outcropping stretching his naked frame in the glow of the waxing sun. I joined him and began stretching my limbs. My core was still feeling well stretched. 

The sun felt miraculous on my skin. I am a bit of a contradiction, genetically. My mother was an Irish prostitute turned photographer that firmly believed in keeping her 'fall back plan' in good shape with the occasional 'supplement' to her income. My father was a short lived tribal president of the Oglala Sioux reservation in South Dakota. He was found dead from alcohol poisoning shortly after his patronage of my mother had come to light. My last name came from the third of my mother's seven husbands. William Tanner Clarke felt sorry for the little rag-a-muffin tomboy Teresa O'Mallory was dragging through life, and attempted to insulate me from the overly rapid education that mom was exposing me to. Bill was a kind and gentle soul, and always treated me with respect.

As a result, my appearance was a mix of light and dark. My hair is a rich dark red that has the ability to look unkept even right after washing and styling. It has even been dubbed 'untamable' by several of the finest salons in the country. No matter what I do, it retains its look of tousled neglect. But the carpet in contrast, is a flaming bright orange that I keep finely manicured. My skin tone is almost olive, and I tan with great ease, and my eyes are a blue reminiscent of a clear noon Montana sky in July. I am on the short side of 5'8", and a healthy 135. My love of simple things I'm sure comes from dear ole' dad, but my sex drive without question comes straight from the "girl from county Claire" whose debauchery brought me into this world. 

I LOVE SEX. I REALLY LOVE SEX! I REALLY FUCKING LOVE SEX! The pleasure of physical intimacy is second ONLY to doing those very same things with someone you share a spiritual bond with. I have had SEX with probably close to a hundred people. Something I am both proud of, and ashamed of. Men and women, some as lovers, some as fuck buddy's, and yes a few as one night bacchanalian lust festivals that were COMPLETELY boundary free. If your wildest sexual fantasies can imagine it, I have probably done it at some point in time. BDSM, Dom/Sub, Cuckold, multiple partners, Medical fantasy, Mechanical sex, public sex, Voyeurism, Water sports, breath play, rimming, fisting, pegging, electro, forced/rape fantasy, a plethora of role-play, Lesbian (a college roommate, and a dear long term lover), and yes even Bestiality (This occurred while I was exploring being completely subservient. The Dom that I was 'owned by' liked to get drunk, and when he did, there was no rhyme or reason to anything he did. One night I was on the floor watching TV, with his dog 'Boomer' when he woke on the couch, still completely intoxicated. He said that if I liked the dog so much, I could have him. He put me into position on a low footstool, held Boomer in place and told me to go at it. I knew the consequences would be severe in his state if I refused, and I liked the dog, so I did it. I will tell you without shame that Boomer was a MUCH better fuck than his owner. I soothed 'David' to sleep, left him note on the table that thanked him for opening my eyes to a world better than he could take me to, and left him that night. I also took Boomer, put an ad in the paper and gave him away to a nice family in the suburbs.) But absolutely nothing can even hold a candle to the connection I feel with Jack. It's intimate, solid, spiritual, and complete. 

I've told Jack about my past. I explained the sordid details, and his response was to ask me if that was the kind of future that I wanted. "What I want is to be with you. If you want those things, then I would accept them without a second thought. If you want an exclusively monogamous relationship, I am without question, ready, willing, and able to commit to that with you. And ONLY with you!"

Jack had taken me in his arms and told me "You're home Dane, There is no need for you to wander looking for something that is missing. The one condition that I have is that if there is something/anything you need or want, you talk with me about it before you decide to look for it without me. Is that something you can promise me?" 

"I promise you! With all my heart, mind, body, and soul!" I willingly committed as I cried with joy. "Can you really love someone who has lived that kind of life?" 

Jack whispered in my ear as he took me in his arms "I already do." He held me for what seemed like hours as I cried in his arms, later that night we made the sweetest love two people can share. 

The love we shared that night is private and I will never share that memory with anyone. 

After our morning stretching, we set out on the trail, and gained the summit of Half-dome within the hour. The landscape that lay between us and the horizon, was breathtaking. We surveyed the expanse of our surroundings with the childish awe of a Christmas morning. We seemed to be alone in all the world. Like we were standing at threshold of a new world, together, and completely in sync. As we stood atop our world, Jack's arms encircled my waist and he pulled us together. I traced my arms over his and completed our embrace.

"Dane?"

I nodded as his chin softly landed on my right shoulder. "Hmm?"

A golden eagle soared high on the morning thermals about a half-mile from our perch. The wind was blowing lightly, the sounds of nature surrounded us and soothed the day.

"Will you marry me? Today?"

Did Jack just ask me to marry him? I could hardly breathe, as the sounds of the world died away. His touch on my skin suddenly leaped to electrical life, and exhilarated me. Every cell in my body was singing out 'Yes'! I turned in his arms to face him. Our eyes met, and I gazed deep into my lovers' soul. "Are you sure you want to marry me? I mean, you know all about me, my past, not to mention my family. You know that I don't want children. Are you sure that you can live with all of that for the rest of your life?" 

"Dane, is there something that you need or want that I'm not giving you, or doing for you?"

"No." with complete confidence.

"I can answer that question with exactly the same response. I love you Dane. I want all that we have had, for the rest of my life."

"Then you shall have it. Yes, Jackson Miric Tinney, I will marry you. Whenever you want." And I kissed him with every fiber of my being. "But I won't let you play inside my panties again until you wash that filthy little beast." With that I gave him a surly little smile.

"Who are you kidding? You don't wear panties! We need to find a hotel with a shower, a nice firm bed and a chapel." And he led me back to the trail, and our future. 

We talked about many things on our return trip down the mountainside. We had opted for a much shorter descent trail than the more scenic ascent. A full day's hike settled many of the questions that loomed over any pending life merger. Jack's family is very large and has always raised eyebrows over the fact that my parents were never married, and that my mother had only two children. My Pagan roots certainly shook the Tinney matriarch, but she had resigned herself to insisting that I started pumping out mini-hers the moment we were married 'in the church'. Jack understood, and seemed to agree, that a catholic wedding (or even indoctrination into the papal fold) was NEVER going to happen on my part. I had had very little contact with Jack's nine brothers and sisters, but my encounters with them had been fine. 

Jack agreed that he did not want a church wedding and that at this point, and for the foreseeable future, he had no desire for children. Children would completely upset the little order we had created and the lifestyle we enjoy. We promised each other that if the reproductive issues changed for either of us, it could be dealt with at that time. 

Jack insisted that we marry immediately, and that we not tell a living sole. I had no problem with that, there was no one I could invite. We would HAVE to find a house (OMFG, was I really thinking about home ownership?), when Jack interjected "I think I've found a little place you'll like." He had already been house shopping, "If you have that much extra time, I could be getting more cock!" And yes, I know I sound like a tasteless little whore sometimes, But I'm his whore, his alone, and quite tasty if I do say so myself. 

"I can't wait to see it!" and the negotiations continued. No rings, No TV in the bedroom, separate closets, two back accounts -- one for bills, one for anything else, and we would split our respective incomes equally between the two. Passwords for anything would be kept together in a secure location we both had access to. So, it was settled, by the time we reached my new Jeep Wrangler, we had agreed that our life merger was not only doable, but that we both wanted it.

We drove from Half-dome, to Casper Wyoming, and settled into a little Best Western. We threw our scant baggage haphazardly into the room, and Jack announced, "Dibb's on the shower."

"Now wait a minute, I'm getting married soon, and I've got to get ready!" I pouted.

"You're welcome to join me, Baby."

"Oh, all right, but if my fiancé finds out, you're my cousin, OK?"

"You gonna shave my back? I'll give you an extra $20."

"Fifty and you shave my legs and I'll do it, but I'm not popping your ass pimples."

Jack relented, "That's just wrong, on so many levels."

"OK, how 'bout this, we clean up, you suck my titts, I suck your cock, then we fuck like rabbits. Afterwards, we'll grab a bite to eat, find the justice of the peace, and do this thing."

"What, I don't get to dine on your delicious appetizer?" as he ran his index finger around the bottom of my zipper.

"I have to save something for after the wedding," daintily slapping his hand "why else would you want to get married?"

"I'll show you why, if you would so kindly join me in the shower."

We soaped each other up, and rinsed off the sweat, grime, and lust of the past several days and then we tested the strength of the hand rails in the hotel shower. 

I cradled his head as Jack's eager lips sought out my breasts. My nipples leapt into my lover's mouth. Each pull on my milk spigots sent ripples of bio-chemical joy through my flesh. The lubrication factory inside the tender sperm vault cranked up production, as I ached to be sexed again. Jack was gently tugging at my lively nipples with his lip wrapped teeth, his arms encircling my waist, his beautiful rod pushing its way between my thighs stimulating its sexual playmate with increasing efficiency. I righted my lovers head and showered his face with kisses as the swollen lips of my tingling pussy kissed the face of Jack's throbbing penis. My future husbands swollen love muscle thrust forward and parted the lips of my lower mouth over and over, sliding over my awakened clit with stellar consequences. My heat was building, and my lust needed tending. With my ass perched on the shower handrail, my legs parted. "Inside me, Get that fucking cock inside my pussy." I lifted my knees, and my secret flesh parted. 

With one well timed thrust adjustment, Jack parted the veil of my lower mystery, and claimed me as I begged to be claimed. With the tenderness of love and the savagery of lust as Jack prodded my steaming quif. I kissed Jack with gentleness and passion, as my eager pussy nursed from my man's stiff attention. I pulled him deeper into me, my mouth, my body, and my soul. Each of Jack's thrusts massaged my g-spot with tender loving care, and my body pulsed to the thump of his beating heart. 

My eyes opened to find Jack searching for my soul's windows. Our mortal existences seemed to part and allow our souls to touch as we orgasmed in harmony. Rapturous joy melted my body as I swam in the liquid sea of his expressed love. Jack bathed my inner sanctum in his highly addictive seed, as I spasmed with cock induced joy. "More Jack, Fuck me more!" 

Jack pulled his cock from my quivering crack as he unseated me from the handrail. He turned me around and placed my hands on the rail that my cock tamer had recently vacated. He took my hips in his hands and re-inserted his marvelous meat loaf into my eagerly waiting, and preheated oven. 

I moaned out loud "OH GOD, Don't ever stop fucking me!" as I spread my feet wide apart and lowered my body into precise alignment with my mans invading cock, and eagerly awaited the onslaught of his liberating second wave. His hands increased their invigorating grip, and he thrust the expansive head of his lovely penis through my body all the way to the base of my throat. I gasp with the pleasure of an earthquake that shook me all the way to the foundations of my existence. Jack poured on the intensity as he gave my man trap the attention it longed for. He stretched my tender flesh with his pounding excitement over and over. He enjoyed my quivering, yielding cunt as it reveled in taking him in stride. Jack used my well lubricated cock hole to exercise his talented exploratory skills. He tended my redheaded, Jack infused, flesh with loving savagery as he endeavored to plant more of his priceless seed. The walls of my lovely vagina feasted on the gourmet meal it was being fed, and it thirsted for another drink of Jack's sweet nectar. 

As if sensing my craven need, Jack began to pull my hips toward his, sliding my tasty twat down onto his waiting shaft. My thrusting hips engulfing him over and over until the sensation overcame my orgasmic threshold. Every nerve ending in my body reasserted its connection with my delicate womanhood, and lighted up with an eclectic connection to the owner of the pussy penetrator that was currently satisfying my cunts hunger. 

"Oh Baby, Your driving me fucking insane. Please cum for me! Please cum INSIDE me!" I begged to be cum in, I wanted nothing more at that moment than to be the recipient of as much of his cock sauce as he was capable of giving me. Being a kind, and benevolent lover, my Jack obliged.

The heat of his sizable wad, as it rocketed into my starving cunt, was like throwing gasoline onto the fire of our passion. He had fed my lust with his sexual attention, and now he was feeding the hunger of my succulent muff with a heaping helping of his spicy jissom. I clenched my aching kegels as tight as I could around his waning erection and slowly righted myself, as my snatch accepted the last of his aphrodisiastic offering to my insatiable goddess.




The Taming of Dane Ch. 03



I turned to face my fiancé and kissed him with passionate abandon. Jack pulled away slightly as his fingers caressed my elongated clitoris. "I can never get enough of your sweet body. I want to watch your face as you cum. Do my fingers feel good touching you?"

"Yea, Move them around in a ..., Oh fuck yea Baby! That feels really good! Make your circles bigger, Oh, Yea! Does my pussy feel good?"

"Yea it does! Cum for me Dane. Let me watch you cum."

"OOOHHHHHH, GOD JACK. A LITTLE SLOWER. OOOOOOHOHOHOOHHHHH!" My moan degenerated into nothing but heavy breathing and gasping spasms, as he rubbed my steaming mound past the point of no return. In the final throws of my digital release, Jack kissed my parted lips one at a time, and quietly said "I love you with all my heart Dane." And he stepped out of the shower, allowing me to shudder and collect myself. I shaved my legs, and all but the fiery front porch mat from my lover's favorite pleasure pocket. The tips of my fingers and my diminutive nails traced the edges of my recently tamed shrew, and rearward to my well toned ass. Jack was a fabulous lover and I wanted him to enjoy my body without reservation. In the shower, the cascading water falling over my flesh, my lust had been temporarily satiated by the man that had taken all of me, and proclaimed his love for me, and apparently wanted to marry me. It baffled me that he wanted to be my husband, but I would grant that wish if that's what he wanted.

My first sexual experience was with a very nervous, very well endowed young man named Nathan Myer. I was 13, Nathan was 16, and we met walking home from a movie I went to see in an ancient theater in downtown Topeka. I was by myself, mom was 'talking' with an old friend. She had given me money to go to a movie, code for 'take your time, I'm gonna be busy for a while', so away I went. I had been witness to Teresa's sexual escapades many times in the past. I knew what sex was, the mechanics of it, and I thought I knew what it would be like, because orgasms were a familiar part of my life. Mother had unknowingly taught me to masturbate a few years before, (it was something that I had already incorporated into my life), I had watched her one night when she thought I was asleep, and once I experienced it for myself I loved it. 

Nathan walked up to me as I was leaving the theater, and asked if he could walk me home, all the while staring at my burgeoning breasts. He was very cute and I said that I was going to the park for a while, and he said "Great! Maybe we could just hang out for a while."

"Sure."

So we walked the mile to Wilhelm Park, making small talk, sneaking glances at each other. and I settled onto a picnic table near the back of the park. Nathan sat down beside me and began to 'accidently' to brush up against my hand. I turn my face quickly in his direction. He startled, and withdrew his hand from mine. "OH! Sorry!"

"Don't be sorry. If you want to hold my hand, don't apologize. I think you're cute."

"So", He said as he blushed, "Do you wanna kiss?"

"Okay."

And Nathan leaned over and pecked me on the corner of the mouth. I sat there for a few seconds, then I leaned in and kissed him right back, much less sisterly. Nathan pulled back a good 5 minutes later with a look of astonishment on his face and a very distinct rock hard erection in his shorts. He breathed heavily for couple of minutes, then leaned in to kiss me again, and I held up a hand to stop him. I repositioned myself on the tabletop laying one leg behind him, and giving him a glimpse of the panty clad virgin treasure I was starting to think might get plundered, very soon. My pussy was starting to heat up, and my pink polka dot cotton panties were getting moist. When I was in a good position to do what I wanted to do during the earlier snogging, I leaned forward, and Nathan's inexperienced mouth met me a little harder than I would have liked.

As our mouth's explored each other, my fire box got hotter and hotter. I began to slowly recline, and to increase the intensity of my mouth work. Nathan followed like the eager dog he was, and soon I was on my back with Nathan Myer on top of me and his hormonally driven pocket rocket was thumping behind his zipper. I stopped our kissing and said "Will you take off my panties?" 

Nathan didn't reply, but just about dislocated my hips trying to unwrap my steamy twat. When he got my cotton cunt wrapper off, he just stared at my pussy. I shook him to life when I said "Now take off your shorts. Before I change my mind." He leapt off the picnic table and pulled his shorts down to his knees and then nearly fell trying to get back to me. It was really funny and I did snicker a little, but soon found him back on top and trying to put his adolescent cock into me by the trial and error method. I told him to wait, and used my hand to place the head of his untried cock in the right place, and waited for my orgasm. 

!!!!!!!NEWSFLASH!!!!!!! It didn't really start out with sheer bliss I was expecting! I'd had my own fingers inside me, and I knew Nathan's penis was considerably larger than my fingers, but it felt as though it was going to rip me in half at first!

Nathan Myer taught me a few things in that park. 1) there can be pleasure in pain 2) I LOVE SEX 3) Lubrication makes all the difference 4) I love my body 5) I love the way my body feels during sex 6) I wanted more. So there you have it, in four and a half minutes on a picnic table in Wilhelm Park, Nathan Myer of Topeka, KS woke up the sexual demon that lives inside me to this very day. And the world would never be the same, at least not for me.

Nathan's penis pushed more against me than inside me at first. I felt like he was pushing my tender lips inside of me, so I put my hands 'down there' to pull them out of the way. It made absolutely NO difference to him, but Lord did it make a difference for me. His next thrust buried his meat a good fifteen feet into my juicy crack. It took my breath as completely as it took my virginity! The next thrust came quickly on the heels of the first, and although it was deeper, and WAY more intense than the first, it couldn't take my breath, because it hadn't returned from the vacation it was sent on by his initial push. 

How in the name of any god, or goddess, did my mother do this with great frequency? Was one of the first thoughts that ran through my head, then everything began to change. The pain my cunt began to give way to the familiar building heat my body liked so much as Nathan was pushing deep inside me. The feeling of my vagina being stretched to its limits was excruciatingly, painfully wonderful. I wanted more, I wanted to live that way and that way only. Without warning Nathan unloaded his fully cocked sexual weapon deep inside me, and my tender, juicy, sweet, little, girly part got its first meal. Nathan was injecting my pussy with cum for the first time. And the lubrication lesson came into play. He held very still as he bathed my depths with his load. I felt him pour his cum bullets into me, each one feeling like a spear of liquid metal burning its way through me, lighting my flesh on fire.

Nathan began to withdraw, and I grasped him, the sensation was incredible. "More, push it in some more." I told him, and he began to push again. Lubrication! His cum was making him slide into me much easier, the pleasure was indescribable. Very shortly, his cock was shrinking and was soft enough that he couldn't penetrate my slippery tail, and he sat back on the table. He looked at me with a look of startled fear and he stood up as his cum, and a little of my blood, began to trickle out of me and run down my crack . He pulled his pants up and started across the park without ever taking his eyes from me. I tried to stop him, telling him it was 'okay', and to 'come back'. But he disappeared into the night. 

Three weeks later, we nearly ran over each other coming out of that same movie theater, he took one look at me and almost toppled a little old woman running the other direction. I now understand his fear, but I wish I could at least tell him that there is nothing to be afraid of, I harbor no ill will, or resentment, and that I'm thankful for the awakening we shared.

That was when I began to explore the world of sex, I wanted to know it all. I read erotica, I watched any porn I could get my hands on. I had several boyfriends and I got to enjoy all of them. I tried the things I had read about, and saw, every time I got the chance. I had anal for the first time when I was 16.

I was seeing a boy named Will Taylor, and we had been 'dating' (more like fucking exclusively) for 6-8 weeks. We had snitched a couple of porno movies from his parents 'collection', and we were going to watch them one night at my house. Will was a decent guy, not the catch of a lifetime, but a decent guy all in all. He had a very thin cock, 6"-7" long, but very thin and he just happened to come along in my life when I had been reading a lot of erotica about anal sex. I had experimented with fingering my ass, and it was nice, so I decide that a thin cock was a good way to try taking it in the ass. 

I knew my mother was going into the hills on a photo shoot, so I told Will to come over. I had read all I could find about preparing for anal sex and had 'cleaned myself out' as best as I could. Will joined me about 6 in the evening and we settled on the couch with Marilyn Chambers grinding behind The Green Door on the 25" console television screen, Will's hands fondling at my buttons on my shorts as he tongue fucked my pie hole. 

What he lacked in cock size, Will had more than made up for in stamina. He could fuck forever, and cum almost on command. He sucked on my erect nipples until I could feel my dampness spill over and make my girly underwear stick wetly to my ripened sexual fruit. Will freed me from my cotton bonds and tossed my fragrant panties on the back of the couch. They fell on the pillow next to my face as he dived into my muff and began to feast on the sweet honey oozing from my hot little hive. Will's tongue flicked in and out of me, and danced over the flesh between my thighs, as I drank in the sweet fragrance of the pheromones my sweet snatch had saturated my panties with as they lay mere inches from my nose. I moaned out my pleasure while he ate my juicy pussy. "Come on Will, let's fuck for a while!", and like the dutiful man he was, Will climbed on top of me and inserted his fuck stick into my waiting gash. His slender shaft slid easily inside me, and he began stoking my internal fire. I kissed his mouth as I drew the taste of my wetness into my mouth (I knew that someday, I wanted to taste another woman, to feast on the gentle flavor of her ecstasy, and that someday I would). 

I lay there, being fucked, and I enjoyed it. After I had cleaned his face of my lust, I looked up at him "Let me up, I want you to fuck me from behind!" I knelt on the couch, and Will moved in behind me, and resumed his stroking of my pleasure pocket. When I was sure that his cock was good and wet from its swim in my honeycomb, I gave him that one eyed over the shoulder look, and gasped out "You've got me so horny, put it in my ass, fuck me in my ass!"

"But, I like your pussy! It feels really good!"

"Please! Fuck my ass. For me?"

"OK", and Will reoriented his cock so that its head was nestled on my back porch and began to tenuously push. Its slender form began to spread me open, and a rush of adrenaline began to spread throughout my body. My ass stung and burned, but the stretch also felt warm, pleasing, and right.

"Come on Will, fuck me!"

" I don't want to hurt you."

"It feels really good, but it would feel better if you were REALLY fucking me. C'mon Will, fuck me like you usually do." Will grabbed my waist and pushed hard "OH YEA! More" He repeated his thrust, "That's Good! Keep Going!" Again, and again he entered my virgin ass. The feeling wasn't the same as having a cock inside my vagina, but it was unique, and very nice in its own way. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" I sang as Will finally seemed to be developing a good rhythm. I clamped down on his meat pole with my anal sphincter and he continued to poke my tightest of holes. I could feel his balls bang against me as he snaked out my drain, and I took my throbbing clit in my fingers and began to nurse along my release. 

"Damn your ass is tight!" 

I breathed back. "Harder! Fuck me harder!"

And with that, Will's thrust became single jabs, and as deep as he could manage. He grunted loudly each time he speared me. Soon his incomprehensible grunts became sexual explicatives.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he bellowed as his cock plowed my ass. 

"Fuck Yea! Fuck Yea!" I responded in kind as my own heat built with aid of my boyfriends thrusting and my own clitoral massage. 

Will began to spend his load into my undercarriage with loud, thundering satisfaction. I felt Will's orgasm inside me, hot and wet, easing the friction of him inside me. Beckoning me to join in, he continued to push into me. 

I screamed out my orgasm through gritted teeth, head thrown back, my fingers firmly working the nub in my bush. Spasms wracked my body as the electric fire burned away conscious thought, and left me with only satisfied need. Will released his vise like grip on my waist and fell onto the couch, breathing heavily. I lay on top of him, sweating, panting, and tonguing his nipples. Grunting and moaning with satisfaction.

"Why did you want me to fuck you in the ass?"

"Something different. Just wondered what it would be like."

"Well?"

"I liked it. You?"

"Kinda kinky. But your ass is certainly tighter than your pussy."

"You don't like my pussy?"

"No, I do like it. I'm just saying that your ass is tighter than your pussy!"

"Do you like it when I suck you off?"

"Hell yea I like it!"

I pulled away and walked to the bathroom, "Baby, what did I say?" he groaned out thinking I was mad at him. I wetted a wash cloth with warm water, and cleaned up my crotch. I wetted a second one, and went back to the living room, to find Will pulling on his jeans. 

"I was planning on cleaning you up a little."

"Oh, sorry. I thought I pissed you off."

"Don't be so sensitive." I knelt down in front of him and began to clean his slender shaft. When I had wiped away all trace of our previous fuck, I took his limp dick into my mouth. 

"Oh yea Baby. You like my dick, don't you?"

I hummed a brief response as he began to awaken. His erection fit in my mouth with room to spare, and I was hungry for dessert. I wrapped my hands around the back of his legs and began to throat him. Will ran his hands into my hair, and firmly grasped my head. My mouth sliding up and down on his shaft was assisted by his hands bouncing my head up and down like a basketball on a hardwood court.

"Dane, you give the best head!"

"Mmmmmm!" I hummed in response as I sucked his meat. I tongued the rim of his cocks head, I sucked his nuts one at a time, then both together. I teased his nuts, as he stuffed his cock back into my mouth. Will put his hands on the side of my head covering my ears and moaned out "You want me to fuck your mouth?"

"Mmmmmm!"

Will took my head firmly in his hands and began to fuck my mouth. I made sure I kept a good seal on his wiener as he repeatedly force fed my hungry gob. My tongue cradled his meat as I dreamed of having my eager cocksucker filled full of man juice. I took his balls in my hands, and melted at the feeling of them bumping into my chin. His pace changed and I knew my reward for finding his erection was about to cum my way.

As Will Taylor began to unload in my mouth, I sucked as hard as I could and guzzled his warm spend down my gullet. He came down my throat with ferocity, and I could hear him moaning with primal exhilaration. He came hard and long, and my internment of him turned from guzzling to steady drinking, as I nursed the last of his seed from his throbbing plow.

As I rocked back on my haunches, Will was gasping in his breath as if he was suffocating. I caught a slight glimpse of movement in the kitchen. I peeked again as I rose to my feet to find my mother sitting at the kitchen table, quietly lighting a cigarette. She didn't say anything, so I led Will back to the couch. We sat down and I switched the VCR off and tuned the TV to a movie on one of the local channels, and I began to cover my body. Will looked at me as if I were crazy, but when I mouthed "My mother!" he took the hint and began to cover his naked body. 

After about 10 minutes, Mom shut the refrigerator door with definite exaggeration, and sauntered into the living room. 

"Oh! Hi kids, what have you two been up to?" with a quick wink in my direction.

Will sang out "Just watching a movie Miss O." with WAY too much nervousness in his voice. 

"Well, glad to see you're doing something fun tonight. Dane, can I see you in the kitchen?"

"Sure mom." She got up and walked out of the room. I got up, finished buttoning my shorts and stuffed my panties into my pocket. I made a quick motion for Will to stay put as I followed her into the kitchen. The look of fear on his face was priceless.

"Guess I came home a little too early."

"Guess you did."

"If you want privacy, you should have gone to your bedroom. You seem like your developing quite the 'taste' for men."

"Mom, I know what it looks like, but I love Will and...."

"Oh god, I hope not! Look Dane, I completely understand you wanting to fuck, and as long as you're taking precautions, I have no problems with that. But, for God's sake don't think you have any idea about love, or that you're even remotely capable of it at this point in your life. Now do you really think you love that kid?"

"No."

"Thank God. Are you on the pill?"

"Yes."

"Good. Did you need something Will?"

I looked up to find Will standing in the doorway, a hurt look on his face. "Did you just say you don't love me?"

"Will, we've only been seeing each other for a few months, I don't think either one of us can say that at this point."

"We're into each other enough to be having sex. For Christ sakes Dane, you spent this evening begging me to fuck you in the ass."

"Are you sure you didn't get anything out of it? It seemed to me like you were enjoying yourself back there. Don't get all high and mighty on me, we could do the dating thing without any sex. Would you rather go without?"

"God Dammit, Dane! Are you saying that you want sex but that you don't care if you're in love?"

"I like sex, I'm not gonna lie."

"I'll see you later Dane." And Will Taylor walked out of my life. He called me once, a few weeks later, and said that he just didn't understand me, and that he was sorry, though he wasn't sure why.

That night Mother and I sat up most of the night talking about sex. She was impressed by the amount of research I had done, and how accurate my knowledge base was. We talked about things each of us had done, and her quizzing me about 'my need'. 

Late into the night she told me "Congratulations! You've inherited the O'Mallory women's curse. A libido that just won't stop. If you ever find a man who matches your sex drive, marry him and spend the rest of your lives trying to fuck each other to death. Until then, explore this world of pleasure. Explore men, and women. Explore anything you fantasize or dream about. Just be careful!"



The Taming of Dane Ch. 04



Jack and I ate dinner at a lovely little bar near the outskirts of Casper, recommended by the desk clerk at the hotel. I urged him to have two steaks, pointing out his recent over expenditure of protein, and his coming husbandly duty to keep my protein need well supplied. The conversation turned to the house Jack had in mind for our love nest. We talked about bathrooms, guestrooms (being assured that all of Jack's siblings would be obliged to visit), the quietness of the neighborhood, and the proximity to our works. 

He ordered only one steak, and he devoured it. I watched as his lips caressed the steak as he feasted on the succulent meat, and I thought back to the last time his lips feasted on my flesh, and my skin began to tingle. By the time we got to dessert, my cunt was so hot and my cleft was so wet that if I wasn't wearing jeans I would have slipped right off the barstool, and landed flat on my back with my legs flung wide. We finished desert and asked the waitress about local chapels. She told us about one, but stated that it was probably shut up for the night. The manager saw us chatting up the waitress, and decided to come over. When he found out the topic of discussion, he scuttled off to the other side of the restaurant and came back with a doddering old man in tow.

Magistrate Elijah Whitman took us to his office and shuffled around for a good half-hour looking for the 'proper paperwork'. He found it, and giggling all the while, legally bound us in marriage. His blustery crone of a wife, and his adult daughter stood up as witnesses. The daughter was entranced by the man that married me that night, and I found it quite funny to watch the sodden little cow try over and over to catch Jack's eye. But, that night, Jack only had eyes (as well as other things) for me. 

So, in Casper Wyoming, I became Mrs. Dane Tinney.

We raced, literally ran, back to the hotel. We entered the room, somewhat out of breath, and as soon as the door closed, I wrapped my arms around Jack and kissed him most enthusiastically! 

"You're mine Dane! And I am yours!" 

"Take me, Jack. This night is ours! I want you to have me every way you want me! Don't hold anything back!"

"Dance for me Dane! Let me watch you move your body, entice me!"

I moved Jack to a chair beside a small table in our room. He sat down and reclined back to watch me. I turned on the radio in the alarm clock. As the music began, I ran my hands down my body as I began swaying my hips to the beat of the music. I moved to the center of the floor, and began to free my polo from the top of my jeans. 

I pulled my shirt off and allowed my hair to fall across my upper body. I caught a glimpse of Jack watching me, and it turned me on. I pulled my jeans down slowly, bending over very far and freeing my legs one at a time. My bra came off next and I held it strategically over my titts as I swayed my way behind Jack in his chair. I lowered the brassiere in front of his face and dropped it onto his crotch. I placed my hands on his shoulders and ran them down his chest and nestled his head between my breasts. 

I circled around him, and lowered my silk panties onto his jeans and began to grind against his lap in time to the music. Jack placed his hands on my ass and began to caress, slipping his fingertips under the edge of my sex packaging. He traced the edge of my panties as I gave my husband a sordid lap dance. 

Jack gave me a loving, but firm, swat on my honey colored cheek, and it the sting sent a ripple of pleasure through my flesh. "Ooo! Baby! You gonna spank my ass tonight?"

"I'm gonna do things to your ass tonight your NEVER gonna forget! Are you going to be a good girl while I have fun? I promise to please you, and to enjoy every pleasure of your body."

"Yes Sir. I'll be your good girl. I belong to you! Use me as you will!"

"Stand up." 

I stood and presented myself to my lord and master. Proud of my body, and the skill that I had acquired in the art of pleasing my man. I was anxious to please him, anxious to serve him, and just plain anxious. My nipples were erect, my pussy extremely wet from the lap dance and eager to get into the game, my ass was ready and willing to report for duty, my mouth was, as always, ready to expound its oratory skills. I would serve him tonight, all night, and he would reward my expert service with loving sexual ecstasy. He would cum over and over tonight, all at the hands of my service. While serving him I would cum over and over, and I would enjoy it all, more than I can put into words.

"I brought a few toys that I want to use on you. But first I want to put my dick in your mouth for a little while, get on your knees, and give me a blowjob worthy of our wedding night."

I was on my knees in a single breath, "May I undo your pants, Sir?"

"You may." I undid his braided elk hide belt, and pulled free the buttons of his 501's with my teeth, one at a time. Jack was wearing no underwear, so I immediately found his cock stiff and waiting for its first release of the night. I began to run my tongue around the rim of his cock's head. Feeling my husband's cock straining to get into my hot mouth was like standing naked outside during a thunderstorm and waiting for lightning to strike. 

Jack grabbed the sides of my head and drove his lovely cock into my mouth. Filling my mouth completely with his lovely cock, over and over, my husband was fucking my face. His lust was relentless, he thrusted into my throat with savagery and the need to fill my mouth full of his cum. And, he didn't take long to do it. His cock unloaded into my throat quite unexpectedly, his first shot filled my mouth and before I could swallow it, he was pumping more between my luscious lips. I drank it in, and he gave me more. It was sweet and ample, and I feasted like a fat lady at an all you can eat buffet. 

"Get up and take off your panties."

I pulled the silk wrappings over the cheeks of my ass as I started to stand, and dropped them to the floor as my knees came to full extension, still tasting the remnants of my white chocolate dessert. 

"Get your sweet little ass on the bed, I'm gonna get some toys for us to play with."

"Close your eyes." Jack said as he routed in his suitcase. I closed them and waited, lying on our marriage bed, naked and eager. 

Jack grabbed me by my ankles and pulled me toward the foot of the bed. He put my hands above my head and tied them with what felt like his belt and pulled them into full extension. He put a blindfold on me, and said "Would you like something of muffle your moans, and squeals?"

"Yes, please."

As Jack placed my panties in my mouth he had folded them so them the pussy wetted crotch was laying directly on my tongue. I was savoring the tangy sweetness of my own twat still infused with the essence of my mans last deposit, when Jack said quietly "Lift your legs, knees up to your chest." As I lifted my near trembling legs, my extremely wet pussy lips separated slowly, and the sensation was enough to make me moan. 

"Oh, this is going to be fun! Hold still." Jack looped something around one of my knees and he pulled it taught toward my head and after some movement on the bed he tied something around my other knee. Then he pulled my knees up enough to barely lift the back of my ass off the bed. I was near the foot of the bed, arms tied above my head, my legs bound in position with my thighs almost touching my chest. Jack pulled my breasts free so they rested between my restrained knees. 

"You're going to feel me experimenting with my newly married pussy, feel free to let me know how it feels." And his tongue landed on the back of my left thigh. He licked and kissed the length of my thigh then he deftly avoided my yearning flesh and started up the other thigh. When he had completed my thigh circuit, I was incredibly hot and needing VERY BADLY to be fucked. 

I gasped as I felt something small wet and cold delicately slip inside my ass. It probed past the muscles of my willing tail and it began to swell inside me! Then I felt Jack separating the lips of my lower mouth. My orgasmic heat was already building when something cold and wet touched my inner folds! What the fuck was he doing? Was he cathing me? Oh my GOD! I was so engulfed by the pleasure of him licking my thighs that when he put something inside my piss hole it had taken me completely by surprise. Whatever he was fucking putting inside my urethra was only adding to my erotic excitement, and was turning up the burner on my boiler like I could have never imagined. 

HOLLY FUCK!!!! Jack was penetrating my urethra with something, and now he was tonguing my clit while he slid 'what the fuck ever' in and out of my water works.

I came hard, and quite abruptly. And he didn't let up, he kept stroking my tiny hole, sucking on my clit, and now he was starting to finger my cunt. I came again, no warning. I let my silk panties fall from my mouth as I panted out my second orgasm. "Fuck Jack, I LOVE what you're doing, but I'm afraid I can't keep it up long." He relented the clitoral sucking long enough to say "We're gonna find out how long you can keep it up!" He slurped my swollen clit back between his lips, and sucked very hard on it - tonguing the end while his decidedly talented snatch licker, while he increased the pace of his fabulous stroking of my sexually untried urinary tract.

I lost all track of time, and I lost count of my orgasms at six. All I know is that over and over Jack elicited orgasm after orgasm from the only virgin hole my body had left. And all I could do was have them one after another. The feeling of pleasure was so intense, so overwhelming, that I didn't realize that he had stopped until he shoved his cock into my dripping hole. I exploded when my husband thrusted his penis into me. I screamed with pleasure, I came almost non-stop the whole time he was enjoying my overloaded pleasure center. I was so far gone that I couldn't even get my thoughts together enough to beg for more. And then the finale.

"I'm gonna cum inside your hot little pussy!" Jack sang out, he thrusted deep, held very still, and as he began to cum, he yanked the first inflated catheter out of my ass, and I lost my grip on reality, again. I saw stars. Every muscle in my body contracted, and I sucked in a huge breath, and held it as my body tried to maintain its grip on life. 

Jack pulled out of me, and I felt nothing until he was kneeling over my face saying "Clean my cock up for the next round." I took his cock into my mouth and the restraints that held my legs in place let go. My legs fell like limp noodles, and my feet landed firmly on the floor, as I mouthed the sweet nectar of our climax from his manhood. His cock was soaked, nearly dripping with sweet juice and I could sense there was more to come. His cock was still rock hard when he pulled it from my mouth.

I felt the restraint that pinned my arms above my head release and my hands were free, "Get on your hands and knees! I want more of that sweet pussy!" My head was still reeling, but my body knew what it wanted. I was in position ready for more with no knowledge, or memory of getting there. My ass in his loving thorough hands, and his cock was thundering inside the canyon of my sex before I had barely caught my breath. He was plowing me with relentless abandon, hands firmly on my hips, and all I could do was moan as I played with my rock hard nipples. I felt his hand in my hair and he pulled me up to him as he pounded me into oblivion, "You like the way I'm fucking you?" 

"Uh Huh!" 

"Cum for me again Dane!" As he picked up the paced and lowered me back down. My breasted rocked back and forth, swaying in the breeze, as he pulled another mind-numbing orgasm from my weakening flesh. "Lie down and put a pillow under your hips." My body was responding to his commands as if it was an extension of him. 

Jack pushed the cheeks of my ass apart and put the head of his meaty cock inside my ass with no resistance at all. He laid all his weight into me and pushed himself through my backdoor. I clinched the sheets into my hands and began pushing my ass against his stiff rod. My husband rode my ass for what felt like an hour, stroking my backyard hole while telling me what a "good girl" I was, how "happy" he was with me, and how he "would always know where to come" when he needed a "good girl". He poked me, he probed my depths, he fucked me hard, he made love to my ass, all while I came quietly several times being ridden by him. 

"I think it's time to fill up this hole as well." And Jack squirted a large helping of his love butter into my buns. It is amazing to me that each and every time his prostrate contracts and rockets out a glob of thick, sticky cum, that my body feels it so completely, and it feels so fucking GOOD! When he collapsed beside me, I felt totally infused him the essence of Jack. I could feel his lusty spend in every crevice of my aching body, and it felt as though this was the state of being I was meant to exist in. Saturated with his liquid love, and exhausted by our frivolities. 

Jack lay on his back, and I nestled in beside him. I kissed him passionately, and rested my head on his shoulder. He was breathing heavily, but his wife pleaser was still bobbing gently up and down with his slowing pulse, and I wrapped his sticky member in my slightly trembling fingers, and began to tease out another dose of my favorite drug. 

I teased him gently with my fingers and licked and sucked on his manly nipple that lay on the near side of his chest. His hands caressed my body as I endeavored to jack off my husband right in front of my eyes. I moved up slightly to suck on his nipples equally, and continued to stroke his engorged rod. This had the effect of bringing my recently expended bottom well within reach of his talented hand, and Jack seized the opportunity to finger both my leaking holes. He slipped two of his talented finger into my sloppy wet pussy, and his thumb pushed its way inside my dirty hole. I relished him fingering me, and he executed his digital excursion with the skill and determination of a lover, and tenderness and love of a husband. 

I lowered my head onto my man's stomach and continued to work his wonderful shaft, and I arched my back to makes sure that my body was open to him to. 

Jack moved his exploring hand to the front of my wanton cleft, and began to massage my engorged clit. "OH JACK! You're gonna make me cum again! Oh Fuck Yea!"

"I'm gonna get your pussy off, while I cum for you! Are you watching my cock?"

"Uh Huh! Shoot you're cum on my face Jack!"

The orgasm shot up through my body, my stomach muscles contracted and nearly pulled my steamy snatch from his hand, but my man kept up with it, and worked my eager cunt in to a quivering wet lather. All the while, he built up a big surprise for my flushed face.

His cock exploded. Jack erupted his load onto my pretty face, one shot at a time. Over and over he bathed my face with a tremendous amount of his love seed. His cum was all over my face and I turned over to let him see his artistic creation. I rubbed his cum into my face, neck and chest as he watched, licking my fingers, and rutting my cum soaked face and hair against his chest.  

I crawled back into his arms, and we drifted off holding each other, the last thing I heard before exhaustion claimed me was, "I love you Dane." 

"I love you too, Baby."

I dozed for a few minutes, and then I woke with an overwhelming urge to pee. I trotted to the bathroom in our hotel room. My urine burned its way into the cold water below me and finally ended without the burn I feared would take drugs to get rid of. 

I opened my eyes with relief to find my husband standing in front of me, "Spread your legs." Jack said softly. As my knees parted my new husband let go of his saved up golden river and his urine flowed into the gap between my thighs. I watched Jack clean out his inner plumbing, as I reached over and turned on the shower. "Care to get into the shower with me?" I asked.

"The night is young, and you're still able to speak, so we've still got a lot of fucking left to do. So, let's clean that pretty face, and soap up those phenomenal breasts, so "Daddy" can get some more of that juicy pussy."

I stood up and firmly grabbed his limp noodle "I think that you need to get your ass in the shower and clean this up, because "Momma's juicy pussy" is starving for anything that you can spare to feed it tonight." I leaned into the shower to test the water, and Jack gave me a loving swat on the ass. "Oh fuck yea, that's what I'm talking about, Baby!" I stepped through the shower curtain and pulled him along by his cum spigot. 

I grabbed the soap I had unwrapped earlier in the evening, and began to rub it into Jack's chest. When I had him well lathered I lay my erect nipples on his chest and my hungry mouth joined his strong lips and we slid around on each other. We soaped each other up, hands rubbing over bodies, gazes lingering, tongues wrestling. It took only a few minutes of the grooming ritual, to get Jack hard, and my own lusty well in need of a good pumping. As the soapy water drained from the shower Jack backed me against the shower wall and knelt in front of me, looped his arms around my legs just below my ass cheeks, and began to suck my titts. I cradled his head as he feasted on my breasts. 

Jack worked my titties over with a certain intensity, that can't be replicated by any means other than his warm hungry mouth. He liked to suck my nipple deep into his mouth and hold it there, teasing the end with his tongue, then rolling the somewhat sore buds of flesh between his lips reinforced by his pearly whites. As he suck started my sex engine, my legs desperately wanted to do their flying apart trick, but his arms were firmly holding them together, so all I could do was rub my burning bush against his chest. 

My husband was sucking my titts, and began to raise my right leg until my heel landed on the handrail. His mouth and tongue trailed their way down to munch on my muffin. I pushed my hungry pussy into his face, Jack's tongue was poking into my bush and I started to shift my pelvis to rub my clit over it. I held him by his ears and used his tongue as a dildo to fuck my anxious clit. 

I've always dearly loved to have my pussy eaten, and while Jack was spectacular at eating me out, he just couldn't hold a candle to Ressa.

My sophomore year at UCLA I moved into the dorm, with Teressa Ortiz. A raven haired beauty from Puerto Rico. Teressa, for the most part was a mild mannered girl. Quiet, studious, and a stone cold fox. Guys were always sniffing around her, and she was always running them off. We went to a party together off campus one night and she asked me to help her fend off the guys. 

"OK, tell them we need to go home and wash our hair?"

"No, silly, tell them we're together!"

"You mean, like together, together?"

"Sure. That OK with you?"

"Yea, I guess." I must confess that I have often thought about her that way, she was really gorgeous. I had watched her shoot down many guys' advances, I know (for a fact) that she had enjoyed the company of a select few guys since we began sharing a living space. But you know, come to think of it, the few times she had allowed a guy into her bed, it ended quickly, and she always hopped out of bed, and ushered the guy out the door rather hastily and commenced a lengthy shower, followed by an ice cream social with me. I had never seen her kiss a guy, and she always seemed very comfortable walking around semi-nude when we were alone (we both were, truth be known). I had had a one night thing with another girl in high school, but she only wanted to experiment, and after she said it was ok, but she liked guys better, so we parted ways and didn't speak of it again, though we stayed decent friends.