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The Thrill

By: sugarsback



Awaiting your arrival home from work, I am in the kitchen starting dinner. Standing over the sink I begin to wash the dishes I have messed up from preparing the food. 

I suddenly feel someone's hand over my mouth. Not sure of what or whom is behind me, I am frightened. The shape and feel of the hand over my mouth was strong like that of a mans. Fear began to run through me for I am not sure what is in store for me. He then blindfolds me to where I am in total darkness. 

I try to keep calm thinking that if I dare to scream there is no telling what the consequences will be, so I remain calm. I try to keep myself together by thinking of you coming home soon to stop this. He proceeds to feel my body with his hands. He swiftly turns me around and begins ripping my clothing off my body. He makes me lay down on the kitchen floor. His hand wondering over every part of my body. 

I am trembling really bad at this point. I feel his lips on my neck kissing me and working his way down to my chest. I feel his hand caress my breast as he begins to start sucking on it. I can feel him nibbling on my nipple. At this point I realize I am going to be raped. I feel his tongue moving down my stomach. Licking my belly and inside my belly button. Sliding his tongue down my body and reaching my pubic hair. I feel excited but yet I shouldn't be. 

I feel his tongue getting closer and closer to my pussy. He teasingly plays with my clit with the intent to make me wet. Then I feel his tongue slipping into my wetness. He slowly licks up and down getting as much of a taste as he can. I feel his hand creeping towards my pussy. He inserts a finger and slowly begins to fuck me with it. Suddenly I don't feel his hands on me any longer. I am wondering what he is doing or what is he planning for me now. Then all of sudden his hands on back on me again. This time I feel them on the back of my head. In anticipation of what is next I feel him remove the blindfold from my eyes. 

Not sure if I want to see this man or not, I barely open one eye partially. In shock and so unbelievable the man I see before me is you. Not giving me a chance to say a word he buries his face back into my crouch. You feel my pussy getting so wet for you. You start kissing my wetness again. My body rising off the floor to meet your mouth. You don't untie me for some reason and I am not seeming to mind it at all. Your begin to work your way up my body slowly kissing every inch. You reach my neckline and I hear you unzip the zipper to your pants. Your hands guiding your hard cock onto my pussy. 

Rubbing it up and down my crouch rising my excitement. The teasing feels so good. I can feel my wetness running down the cheeks of my ass. I can not stand it anymore. I want to feel it inside me. 

I feel the tip barely slide into my wetness. Then suddenly pulling it out just to tease even more. I am going wild with desire for you to make love to me. You start using your hand to rub my crouch. Your mouth surrounds my breast. You gently bite down on my nipple to arouse me even more. Raising your head to look into my eyes I sense that your going to make love to me soon. I feel you place your hardness inside me. Slowly going deeper till you feel you cant get any deeper. I feel my pulse rising quickly. My wetness is so great that it helps you glide in and out of me. 

I love feeling you deep inside me. Wanting my hands loose now I begin to start wiggling them trying to free them. The band is loosened somewhat but still can not seem to get them free. You look up and notice that I have loosened the band some. You suddenly grab the band in the middle to prevent my hands from being free. You then stop making love to me and tell me that I am a naughty girl for trying to get loose. You roll me over onto my stomach and raise my hips to meet yours. 

With the unoccupied hand you grab my hip pulling me closer to you. I feel your hardness working its way back into my wetness. The thrust are harder and deeper than before like as if I am being punished but in a good way. I can tell that the control you have over me is bringing you to climax. I can sense that you are not too far away from it. As I am approaching mine as well. You reach around and grab my breast. Pulling me harder into you. 

I feel my body begin to quiver as I surround your cock with my overflowing juices. You begin to quicken your pace and seems like in an instant I feel the warmth of your cum filling me. Your body flinching as you ejaculate inside me. You finally untie my hands and I place them on your face. I begin kissing your sweet lips as if I had never kissed them before. I did not need to ask why he pretended to be a stranger raping me for I knew it was all for the pleasurable excite from it all.

The Thrill for Jill



Jill walked in, still in her work clothes. She wore a blue dress shirt and dark gray skirt. Her outfit was conservative but showed off her curves nicely. She spotted me and came over.

I noticed a guy at the far end of the bar watching her. I didn't blame him. It was hard to ignore Jill. She's tall and slender attracts a lot of attention with her high heels and assertive aura. 

Her hair was up but I'd seen the way her long black locks spill down over her shoulders when she's relaxed. I've also seen her naked on all fours demanding I fuck her ass harder. 

I hadn't heard from her in a month beyond the stray text message. Then she texted me the day before and asked to meet for a drink after work. She said she had to ask a favor. 

Jill and I were friends-with-benefits. We'd been getting together for more than a year, sometimes talking and hanging-out. Mostly, we met at one of our apartments and fucked each other's brains out. 

Jill was not timid about sex, either. She enjoyed it and wasn't ashamed. 

She sat down and we said hello. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips. 

"Jim Beam," she told the bartender. "Over ice."

"So, how have you been?" I asked.

"Stressed-out," she said. "McDougal dumped that damned Schneider case on me, just like that. I'll be working on it till past midnight."

"Oh, that sucks."

"Yeah." 

"Well, you look great," I told her. "Stressed-out or not." 

Her drink arrived and she took a long sip. I could tell she was tired. 

"You're working too hard," I observed.

"I know," she sighed. "God, it's been a long day." 

"Care to talk about it?" 

"Not really. I'm sorry I've been neglecting you, though."

"Well, you've been busy."

She took another sip of her drink.

"I haven't had sex in two weeks," she complained. "I'm working late every night. By the time I'm done, I'm too-tired."

"Are you too-tired right now?" I asked. 

She raised an eyebrow, considering my offer.

"You can always work on the case afterwards," I suggested.

Her olive green eyes flashed and the barest hint of a smile crossed her lips. 

"Why not?" she said. 

***

We hopped in a cab and headed for her apartment. I put my hand on her knee and moved it up her thigh. We started making-out in the back of the taxi like a couple of teenagers. I noticed the driver eyeing us in the mirror.

The taxi pulled up to Jill's building and we went in. We said hello to the doorman as we casually strolled through the lobby. 

No one was in the elevator and as soon as the doors closed we were all over each other again, kissing and groping madly. We stopped when the elevator reached Jill's floor.

We grinned at each other while she got out her keys and opened her door, enjoying the little game. 

Once inside, Jill kicked the door closed behind us and we got right back to it. I grabbed her and pushed her against the wall, kissing her neck and feeling her tits. They are small, but ideal for her frame. I'm fine with big tits, but a pair of huge boobs wouldn't have looked right on Jill. 

She moaned, grabbing my head in both hands and shoving my face against her chest. Still pinned against the wall, she lifted her legs up and wrapped them around my waist. I stood up straight and we shared a long and lurid kiss. 

We stumbled into the bedroom, kissing and stripping along the way. By the time we got there, Jill was down to her bra and panties and I was in nothing but boxers. I undid her bra. Her tits free, I pawed them roughly and kissed her neck. She growled, grabbing my ass. 

Jill liked it on the raunchy side. She also like to talk dirty, her words becoming progressively filthier the more aroused she became. 

"Let's see that big cock," she whispered.

She pulled down my boxers and put her hand on my cock. At seven inches, it's not huge but I haven't had any complaints. 

She knelt in front of me, stroking my cock tenderly. She looked it over, smiling. 

"I'm gonna fucking devour this thing," she said.

She started sucking me, slow at first but then quickening. 

I took my hands and put them on her head, grabbing handfuls of her hair. She went on sucking my cock for long, wonderful minutes.

"I want to fuck you so bad," I told her.

"You want to fuck me, do you?" she teased, jerking me off. 

"I do."

"How do you want to fuck me?"

"From behind," I said. 

"Then get to it, boy."

Jill stood, sliding off her panties and climbing onto her bed. She got up on all fours with her ass facing me. She arched her back and stuck her round but into the air. I took a moment to appreciate her. Jill's on the slender side, but not scrawny. Rather, she's lean and athletic. She ran track in college and still got up at six to run every morning. It showed. 

I climbed in bed behind her, my hands roaming over her ass cheeks. 

Her pussy was soaked and my cock slid right in.

"That's it!" she sighed. "Now, fuck me! Fuck me good!"

I began fucking her nice and steady. She started to whimper and I sped up. I reached out with both hands and grabbed her hair. I pulled on it and she started moaning. 

We fucked like that for a long time, her moans growing slowly louder until they morphed into screams echoing off the walls. 

"That's it! That's it! That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Her screams became one continuous howl as she came. I was so turned on I only lasted a minute or two longer. I came inside her, gasping happily. 

I pulled out of her and we lay down on the bed. 

"Feel better?" I asked. 

"Oh, yeah," she said. "I was going to have you switch to my ass, but I felt myself coming and went with it. Maybe next time." 

"Give me twenty minutes to recover," I suggested playfully. "It's only six-thirty."

"Yeah, except I've got work to do tonight."

I kissed her and got out of bed. I pulled my boxers back on and started to get dressed.

"Drink?" Jill asked. 

"Sure." 

I went into the living room and poured us two bourbons over ice. We always shared a drink after sex and hung out for a few minutes. After the drink, I usually split. 

Jill came out wearing a t-shirt and jeans. Her hair was in a ponytail. She sat down on the couch next to me. I put my arm around her and she leaned against me as we had our drink and talked. 

I drained the last of my drink and stood, ready to leave. 

"I almost forgot," I said. "What was the favor you needed?" 

Jill laughed. 

"I'm so wound-up I forgot to bring it up," she said. "Distract a girl with a little hard fucking and she forgets her name. Sit down. I'll pour us both another."

***

"So what do you think?" Jill asked when she was finished laying it all out. "Will you do this?"

"Give me some time to think about it," I told her.

I finished the last of my second drink and we said goodnight. 

I hailed a cab and headed home. I kept re-running in my mind what Jill just asked me to do. I knew she was a girl who liked sex, but this was more than I imagined.

"I'm going to be thirty in a few months," she started off. "Maybe it's time I settled down, started looking for something more serious."

"You want me to fix you up?" 

"Not exactly. No, what I want from you is your help bringing about a fantasy of mine. I don't want to settle down without experiencing it."

"Okay, so what is it?"

She looked me directly in the eye.

"I want to get fucked," she said evenly. "By three guys at the same time."

"Whoa." 

"I've dreamt of it for years. Lately I find myself daydreaming about it constantly. I did two guys at once, one time in college. But three guys...for some reason, the notion of three men at once is my ideal. I don't know why, but it has to be three. Not two, not four or twenty-seven. Is that odd?"

"No," I said. "I mean, you can't help what turns you on." 

She paused, sipping her drink. 

"I want you to be one of the guys, of course," she said. "You're my type and you're open-minded sexually. Plus, we have great chemistry in bed."

"We do indeed," I agreed. "Do you, uh, have the other two guys lined-up?"

"No, that's the favor I was going to ask. I need you to find the other two guys and set it all up."

"Oh."

"This is not an easy fantasy for a woman to make come true," she explained. "Not if she wants to be safe. You might think all I have to do is walk into the bar down the street, pick three guys at random, and it's back here for the fuckfest."

"Believe me," she went on. "I've thought of that. 

It's too risky for a woman with complete strangers. They could be sociopaths. Placing an ad online is even more dangerous. But if a guy I trusted put the whole thing together..."

"You'd feel safe."

"Precisely."

I stared out the window of the taxi thinking about Jill's request. Maybe it was the taboo factor, but I began to find the notion of banging Jill along with two other guys immensely arousing. I found myself wanting very much to do this for her. 

I typed out a text to Jill and sent it.

"I'll take care of everything," it said. "Keep you posted." 

***

Two weeks later, I was sitting with Scott and Dave in the bar of one of the top hotels in the city. We sat at a booth watching the door. I checked my watch. It was three minutes to six.

"She'll be here in a minute," I said. "She's never late."

They nodded and sipped their ginger ales. When Jill arrived, we'd have one drink to loosen up but not enough to dull our senses.

I knew Scott and Dave from my swim club and I'd hung out with them a bunch of times over the years. They both had girlfriends and decent jobs, personable guys with sex-positive attitudes. They were also good-looking and had the same lean swimmer's build as me which Jill preferred.

I met them for a beer the week before and told them all about Jill and her request. They were intrigued. Then I showed them her picture and they became very interested. 

It was all arranged. We had a suite upstairs. It cost a bundle, but all four participants split the cost. Jill insisted on paying her share, pointing out these were modern times and the whole thing was, after all, her idea. She also gave me a duffle bag containing whatever she needed in terms of a change of clothes and other supplies. It was up in the suite. 

Everything else we might need was waiting in the suite. There was liquor in the minibar in case we wanted another drink later. We also had bottled water, extra towels, and plenty of lubricant.

We all noticed Jill enter the lobby at the same time, Scott and Dave's jaws dropping. 

She wore a dark blue suit that hugged her curves. It featured a long sleeved buttoned-front jacket and knee length skirt. She had on matching high heels, as always, and her hair was up. Every male head in the bar turned at her approach. 

"Wow," Scott and Dave gasped in unison. 

She came up to us and we stood. Everyone introduced themselves and shook hands. It was all oddly formal considering the context. 

The waitress came by after we sat back down. Jill and I ordered bourbon, Scott and Dave gin martinis. 

We chatted a while, the one drink easing the tension. Jill asked Scott and Dave about their work and what they did for fun. I noticed her carefully checking them both out the whole time. I could tell she liked them. 

"Gentlemen," she announced, finishing her drink. "If you'd care to go upstairs, I'm ready."

Up in the suite, Jill looked around. 

"It's nice." She glanced at me. "Good job." She picked up her duffle bag and headed for the bathroom.

"I'll just be a few minutes, gentlemen," she said. "Please get comfortable, by which I mean naked. Furthermore, I would like to thank you all in advance."

Jill disappeared into the bathroom.

"She doesn't mince words, does she?" Scott said.

"No," I answered. "She doesn't." 

We took off our clothes and stood there feeling awkward. We'd seen each other naked plenty of times in the locker room, but this was a much different situation. 

The door to the bathroom opened and out stepped Jill. She'd shed her formal attire and wore an entirely different kind of outfit.

It was all black leather, starting with the thigh-high boots and matching corset. She topped it off with a studded collar around her neck. Her breasts and shaved pussy were on full display and her hair was in a ponytail. 

"Gentleman." She strode up to us. "My fantasy has always been to be fucked by three men. I hope you are up for the task."

The three of us drew closer to her. She looked into each of our eyes in turn.

"Have at it, boys."

Dave got it started, kissing her mouth. She responded, reaching down and grabbing his cock. Scott moved in close on the other side, kissing the back of her neck. She moaned. 

I reached out and felt her tits. She broke off the kiss with Dave, glancing at me. There was a fire in her eyes, a lust unlike anything I'd ever seen before. Here was a woman experiencing her most-cherished sexual fantasy, and reveling in it. 

I leaned in and kissed her. She shoved her tongue into my mouth, Scott still kissing the back of her neck as Dave nibbled on her earlobe. Jill closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure. 

Jill's mouth moved around to kiss all three of us in turn. Whoever she was kissing, the other two stayed busy kissing her ear lobes or licking her neck. 

The whole time, six hands explored her body. There was never a time when a hand was not on both breasts and both ass cheeks.

I was surprised by how intensely erotic it was for me. I thought this would be fun and exciting, but it was far more so than I imagined. I could sense Jill's pleasure and fed off of it.

It went on that way for a while, everyone getting warmed-up. Then Jill knelt before us. She took Scott's cock in one hand and Dave's in the other. She began to slowly stroke them. She looked up at me and flicked the tip of my cock with her tongue. Then she took me into her mouth and started to suck my entire length nice and slow. I let out a sigh of pleasure.

Jill switched to sucking Scott's cock. She did not neglect Dave or me, though, her hands stroking our cocks gently. She eventually turned her head and gave Dave a nice, long suck. 

I noticed Dave had the biggest cock out of the three of us. Scott looked the same size as me, but Dave was at least an inch longer.

Jill turned back to my cock, sucking it at a faster pace this time. Then she switched to Scott and back to Dave. She sucked us for a long time in that fashion, moaning.

"I so love sucking cock," she sighed. 

She stood up. We all kissed her again and moved towards the queen-sized bed at the center of the room. She lay on her back between Scott and Dave. I watched for a while as she tongue kissed Dave and then turned her head and did the same with Scott. She stroked both of their cocks and whimpered softly. 

I climbed onto the bed and positioned my face between her legs. Pulling aside her pussy lips, I inhaled her musty aroma and began licking her clit slowly. She was already soaked with arousal. 

"Oh, that's it!" Jill moaned. "That's it! Lick my pussy!"

I kept licking Jill's clit while Scott moved down to her tits and started sucking on them. 

I sat up, ready and eager to fuck her. I rubbed my cock on her clit a few times and then entered her pussy. 

"Oh, fuck!" she groaned. "Fuck, yes! Fuck me with that cock!"

I started fucking her, enjoying the warmth of her wet pussy and the view of her playing with Scott and Dave. Dave moved down to her breasts and started sucking the right one while Scott kept sucking on the left. 

Jill started squealing and I fucked her faster. She let out one of her prolonged howls and came, her first orgasm of the evening. There would be several more for her. 

"Fucking yes!" she screamed. "Come on, guys. Let's get those dicks of yours back in my mouth!"

Scott and Dave got up on their knees and knelt on either side of Jill's head. They propped her shoulders up with a few pillows.

She started sucking their cocks again, switching back and forth. I fucked her even faster than before, transfixed. I knew I was hogging her pussy a bit but I couldn't help it right then. 

I felt my orgasm approach. I pushed in as deep inside Jill as I could. My cock throbbed again and again, one of the longest and most powerful orgasms I'd ever achieved. 

"Holy shit," I muttered, pulling out of her. 

"I want you guys in both ends of me," Jill said, getting on her hands and knees. 

Scott moved around behind her. I watched as he slipped his cock inside her in one fluid motion. 

"Oh my god, Jill, you feel good," he said. 

"Come on, baby!" Jill responded. "Fuck me good!" 

Scott started fucking Jill's pussy as Dave came around in front of her. He pointed his dick towards her face and she began to suck it. She sucked and jerked him the whole time Scott fucked her. 

I knelt next to her and ran my hands over her back and massaged her tits as they fucked her from both ends.

It went on that way for several minutes. Jill moaned with delight the entire time. 

"Fuck yes!" she started to screech. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Harder!"

Scott started drilling her as fast as he could and Jill let out another howl as she came again. 

Scott came a minute later, stopping suddenly. His eyes closed and he let out a grunt as he filled up her pussy and mixed his cum with mine.

As soon as Scott withdrew from Jill's pussy, Dave took his place. I saw Jill's eyes bug-out as she felt Dave's extra length stretching her canal. 

"Oh, fuck!" she exclaimed. "Holy shit I love that big cock!"

Dave began thrusting into her. I didn't think Jill was going to come again right away, but his bigger cock made the difference. 

Scott knelt beside her, kissing her neck and caressing her tits. I leaned in and gave Jill a kiss on the mouth. It was long and passionate. I got a strange thrill out of kissing a woman while another man fucked her. 

"How you doing, baby?" I asked her.

She smiled widely and rolled her eyes. 

A minute later Jill was back to screeching loudly. I grabbed her ponytail and gave it a tug, pulling back her head. That put her into overdrive.

"Fuck me with that big cock!" she yelled. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder, motherfucker!"

Jill came again, closing her eyes and riding the wave of her third orgasm. I was overjoyed along with her. The more she enjoyed herself, the happier I became. 

Dave had his orgasm soon after. He let out a long groan and closed his eyes. Then he pulled out of her and all four of us lay back in the bed. Jill wound up between Scott and me. We were all quiet, lost in our thoughts.

***

Jill asked for water a few minutes later, so Scott got her a bottle. The guys all took a turn in the restroom, then returned to the bed. No one got dressed.

"I'm all sweaty in this get-up," Jill said. "I'll be right back."

She went into the restroom.

"Isn't she something?" I said.

"She's like some kind of...fucking sex goddess," Scott said. "I've never met a woman like her."

"She's un-fucking-believable," Dave said.

"I'm in love," Scott sighed.

"You and me both, man," Dave added. 

Jill returned a minute later, her corset and boots removed along with the collar. Her hair was still in a ponytail. She climbed back into bed with us, this time snuggling between Scott and Dave. 

"You guys have such nice bodies," she remarked. "You three must live at that swim club."

She felt their chests and shoulders, smiling sensuously. They smiled, enjoying her hands. 

Dave kissed her and she responded. While they made out, Scott nibbled on her neck. I watched her hands move down to stroke their cocks.

Jill sat up, gently pushing Scott and Dave flat on their backs. Jill took both of their cocks into her hands and stroked them back to full hardness. She leaned over, sucking each cock in turn. 

I stood next to her. She grinned up at me and took my cock into her mouth. My half-erect cock turned hard in seconds. Jill blew me long and slow as she jerked-off Scott and Dave. 




The Thrill for Jill



Then Jill took her mouth off my cock and glanced up at me again. She gave me a wink, leaning over and sucking first Scott's dick and then Dave's. She tried to take his full length into her mouth but couldn't.

"Damn, you're big," she told him. 

"Thank you," he said.

"Ready for more of my pussy?"

"Climb on up, babe."

Jill straddled him, lowering herself atop his cock as she faced him. She must have still been soaked, because his eight inches went all the way in without effort. 

Scott and I stood on either side of Jill. She took our cocks in her hands and alternated sucking us, all the while riding Dave's cock.

Soon I was as excited as before, my cock as hard as it's ever been. Jill was moaning again and started sucking us off faster. It went on for a while. Then she looked up at Scott and me. 

"I want to feel a cock in my ass," she said. "Come on, Scott. Fuck my ass!"

Scott went over to the dresser and fetched the tube of lubricant. He brought it back, smearing plenty on his cock and applying a dab to Jill's asshole. 

Jill leaned foreward and placed her hands on Dave's shoulders for support, pushing her ass up at a higher angle. Scott inserted his finger in her asshole, stretching it out slowly.

I watched with rapt fascinating as Scott entered Jill's ass. He slid in his cock as slow as possible, letting her ass adjust. Jill's face contorted with pleasure and her eyes grew wide. 

"Oh, fuck!" she shrieked. "I've got two dicks in me! I'm being double-penetrated and I fucking love it!"

Scott and Dave began fucking her in tandem. Dave thrust up into her as Scott began drilling her asshole. I enjoyed the show for a few moments and then got into the action. 

I stood in front of her and she smiled, looking up at me. 

"Thank you so fucking much for this!" she said.

She began sucking my cock. I looked down and could see Dave underneath her. His eyes were closed and he was groaning. Scott, meanwhile, was wide-eyed and looked overjoyed as he pounded Jill's ass. 

Jill was moaning loudly, close to coming. She kept sucking me, pausing only to catch her breath.

"Fuck my ass!" she shouted during one pause. "Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass! Harder!"

I'd never seen a woman in such a state of sexual arousal. It was incredible. 

Scott started fucking her ass like a madman. She began to moan loudly, still sucking my cock. 

Suddenly, she pulled back from my cock and started screaming again. 

"Fuck, yes! I'm gonna cum! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Jill's latest orgasm passed a short time later and she went right back to sucking on my cock. Scott and Dave kept fucking her.

Scott was next to come, her tight ass more than he could take anymore. I watched him freeze and knew his cock was coming inside Jill's ass. 

I pulled my cock out of Jill's mouth and went around behind her. The tube of lubricant was on the bed and I smeared some of the contents on my cock.

Scott pulled out of her and stepped aside. I took his place, sliding my cock right into her stretched-out ass. I started fucking her at a good pace, savoring the tight feeling of her ass wrapped around my dick. I could feel Dave's cock in her pussy pushing up into her. 

"Oh, yeah!" she started to scream. "That's it, Brett! Fuck my ass! Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"

I reached forward and grabbed her ponytail. I yanked it back, harder than usual. 

"Oh, fuck me boys! Drill my ass and my cunt! Fuck yes, motherfuckers! Fuck me!"

I started fucking her faster, unable to hold back. The turn-on was so strong I could feel I was going to come again real soon.

Jill kept screaming, growing louder as she came yet again. My own orgasm arrived at the same moment. My cock throbbed inside her butt, each pulse sending more of my cum into her ass.

Her screams subsided and I pulled out of her. She sat up, bouncing up and down on Dave's cock. She soon started howling again.

"Fuck, yes! I'm gonna come again! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh! Oh! Fuck!" 

Dave came a short time later, staring up at her with eyes wide with delight and awe.

Jill climbed off his cock, plopping down on the bed. We all lay sprawled, out of breath and in a state of happy contentment.

***

Scott and Dave left soon after. Jill gave them each a warm kiss and hugged them tight. 

"Thank you so much," she told each of them.

"Well," I said after the door closed. "How do you feel?" 

"Never more fully a woman." 

We took a long, hot shower and got dressed. 

Her building wasn't far so we decided to walk. I carried her duffle bag. She'd changed back into her business suit but wore comfortable shoes now instead of her customary heels. 

"So, still stressed-out?" I asked.

"Not anymore. Towards the end, it was just one long orgasm. Thank you again. Now I can think about settling down without regrets."

"I loved every minute of it," I said. "Watching you experience such pleasure, my own arousal went through the roof."

She looked at me and smiled. She took my hand and we strolled the rest of the way to her apartment that way.



The Thrill of Online Exhibitionism



This is the story of my continuing exploration of my exhibitionist desires. My earlier submission described how this temptation was first awakened during an innocent encounter in a bar. Since that time (and with some encouragement of friends on this site) I have tested my limits in a few of situations -- though I continue to be a pretty conservative, risk-averse housewife and mother. This story tells how I have discovered an anonymous way to be exhibited and uninhibited: 

*

"Check this out," my husband turned to me with the newspaper that he had picked up at the London airport. We were halfway to Atlanta and I was half asleep as he pointed to an article describing an online chat forum where people from all over the world have random encounters via webcam in an anonymous "roulette" format. 

"The popular site attracts people of all ages and nationalities," the article said, "but some are turned off by the large percentage of people, mostly men, who appear in various stages of undress." 

That was enough to wake me up as I turned on my reading light. The story went on to say that less than one in 30 users of the site are female, attributing this to the many men who are eager to expose themselves to these women. 

"Hmmm . . . I rather like those odds," I thought to myself. 

Without a word to my husband who was by then reading another section of the paper, I discreetly slipped the article into the side pocket of my travel bag for future reference.

Things were busy after we got home and picked up the kids from my parents. A week passed before I came across the article while unpacking my bag. I paused to re-read it and felt that now-familiar excitement building within me. 

A flush came over me as I glanced toward my laptop on the bedside table. No one was home, so with my pulse accelerating I sat on the bed and logged onto the "roulette" site.

A control box appeared on the screen asking if I wished to enable my webcam. "Yes," I clicked, and my image appeared in one of two boxed sections of the screen. Near the top of the page were several buttons, including "Next" and "Stop." 

After a moment to straighten my clothes and hair in the cam image, I clicked "Next." After a few more clicks I was face to face with a rather handsome man whose image filled the other section of my screen. 

He nodded, I smiled, and a few words came across my screen: "Hi, I am Hafed." 

Not sure if I should identify myself by name, I instead typed a question: "Where are you?" 

"Turkey." 

This went on for a few minutes as we chatted about superficial things. 

"You are very beautiful," he said abruptly. "May I see more of you?" 

Seated on the bed with the laptop, I was visible from the waist up. What exactly was he asking? 

I smiled and shrugged, typing a very naïve question: "What do you want?" 

Looking intently into the camera without a smile, he wrote simply, "Your beautiful body."

My heart raced as I felt myself blushing. Here was this Turkish man, a total stranger, looking at me calmly and very seriously. I was speechless, but somehow felt very safe in my anonymity. 

This could be fun, I thought, as I unbuttoned my blouse to show my lacy bra underneath. 

"More," he implored. 

Slowly, very slowly, I unclasped the front of my bra and freed my small (34-A) breasts. Looking at the onscreen image of myself only added to the excitement. Letting the blouse slip off of my shoulders and arms, my chest was now completely bare. I was breathing hard and my hard was pounding with excitement. 

"So beautiful . . . ," Hafed typed as I ran my long fingernails lightly across my perky breasts and hard nipples.

Just then the sound of approaching footsteps got my attention. "Damn!" I said out loud. One of my children was back from the community pool. Without saying bye to my new friend, I quickly closed the web browser, grabbed my blouse and darted into the bathroom to get dressed. "Damn, damn, damn," I muttered under my breath. 

It was Friday evening and I never had a moment's privacy for the rest of the weekend, though my thoughts were constantly of my new game. I had read that as many as 25,000 people are on the roulette site at any one time, so I knew I was unlikely to encounter Hafed again. But I couldn't wait to see who else might be there.

When Monday morning came, my husband was off to work early and I hurried to drop off the kids at their summer swimming camp. Closing and locking the front door behind me, I went straight to the bedroom closet to choose an appropriate outfit for my morning adventure. 

This time I would be better prepared by wearing something provocative and easy to remove (should the opportunity present itself). Tying on a few outfits, I settled on a skintight, white tank top made of very thin cotton that shows my small but firm breasts to advantage. I coupled it with a short brown skirt that falls nicely across my ass and thighs with lots of leg exposed below. A pair of sheer lacy panties completed the ensemble.

My hands were shaking with excitement as I logged onto the site. When my image appeared on the screen I tried several different positions before deciding to sit cross-legged on the bed with the laptop in front of me. It was comfortable and I managed to sit where the webcam could show everything from my legs to my face, being careful not to expose anything beneath my skirt.

Satisfied, I clicked "Next" and held my breath in anticipation. 

The first man to appear was very old ("Next"), the next one obese ("Next"). Then my screen was filled with the close-up image of a penis with a man's hands furiously stroking it. He seemed oblivious to my presence as I momentarily admired his length and smoothness. 

Moving on, I clicked past several men and a woman before pausing at a particularly attractive young man. 

"Hi," I typed. 

"Hi baby," came the reply, "nice tits." 

I was surprised by his directness, but said, "Well, thank you." He was about 20 years old, so I wondered what he thought of me at 39. 

"Show me," he said. I nearly lifted my top for him, but thought better of it and instead typed, "You first." 

He was seated in front of his computer and visible to just below the waist. His hands moved lower as he raised himself a bit to pull off his jeans, which seemed to fit snugly. After bending to slide them down he straightened up and slid his chair back from the computer. My heart jumped into my throat when his erect cock came into view. It was very hard and visibly throbbing as he sat with his hands on his hips smiling at me. 

"Now you," he said.

With one swift move my top was over my head, baring my chest for this young stud. 

"Sweet" was the only word that appeared. I was breathing hard as my fingertips aimlessly caressed my nipples. 

"Touch yourself," I wrote. With one strong hand, he grasped his erection and begin slowly, teasingly stroking it as it grew even more in length. Precum was seeping from the perfectly formed tip and he used it to slicken his head and shaft as one hand cupped him ample balls. Damn, I wanted to taste it!

"Now you," his message said. Drawing a deep breath I slipped off my skirt, leaving only the sheer thong panties. Being on the bed allowed me to lie back against a pillow and part my legs in front of the camera. 

"I want you to ejaculate for me, OK?" 

He continued to stroke himself as I teased him by rubbing my pussy through the wet lace. There was no reply, so I wrote, "I will take these off if you promise to cum for me." 

"OK" was all he said, and I slowly slipped them over my legs and tossed them aside. His hand was pumping harder as I spread my legs wider to give him a clear view of my now-dripping pussy. This was almost to good to be true.

Alternatively I rubbed my pink clit and thrust my fingers into the tight opening below. A powerful orgasm was building within me and I was mesmerized by the young, sensitive cock on the screen. I wanted to touch it, to taste it, to feel it filling my aching pussy! 

Just as I reached the brink of a climax, I managed to use one hand to type the words, "Please, please cum!" In an almost instant response, he stiffened his legs and body, thrusting his cock closer to the cam as hot streams of white semen shot from the tip. Now I was in the throes of an orgasm of my own as a seemingly endless amount of cum effused from this young man.

Panting like a marathon runner, I leaned forward to type a message, but just then the image changed. He had moved on without saying goodbye or even telling me his name. In his place was a middle-aged black man in traditional African garb, smiling nicely at this naked lady who had just appeared on his screen. Well, that's another story . . .

Over the last few weeks, I have take many opportunities to go online to live out my exhibitionist fantasies with complete strangers from around the world. It makes me feel so wanton and slutty . . . and nothing turns me on more than making one man after another cum for me in what can only be described as a virtual gangbang. My only question now is whether or not to tell my husband or keep this to myself.



The Thrill of Sexual Discovery



If I took up a super new job opportunity I would miss my wank and suck every morning to wake me and all the smothering Janine gives me and Wow! The bedroom fun we have.

But the offer was well paid and, wanting the money, I had to consider it seriously. But simply to imagine living for long periods away from my partner was daunting.

We were still both in our early thirties and have a lot to live for, but I was intent on not sacrificing my deepest pleasure for the sake of work. Not when I have lovely gorgeous Janine who is a super slim redhead with blue eyes and a figure to die for.

Jack my close pal said he wouldn't turn down a great offer like that for all the tea in china, but then he would, because being a bachelor without having much success with the opposite sex, he would not know just how much of a sacrifice it would be for me to ditch Janine, or rather; for her to ditch me because she has said so in so many words.

She says she loves me sure, but she could not manage months on end without me in her bed and everything else that goes with a close relationship, having discovered so very much about each other and all the wonderful rewards.

The problem is the IT job would take me to Japan and the Far East where I was expected to spend unlimited time designing new computer board games for the kids of the world, which was my speciality.

I tried to work out a reasonable solution with Janine as I felt the warmth of her hand sooth me so deliciously, and then the wetness of her mouth giving me a very nice head which was always a pleasure.

I was thinking all the time she worked me just how it would be without Janine to comfort me like no other woman has ever done. The way she handles me and teases me with a slight showing of deep plum red thong is beyond description. And her fuck is simply out of this world, always fresh and highly gratifying as her passion explodes and busies my whole body. Her kisses and oral delights are everywhere and she certainly is a woman who wants her cock and eats it which is delightful.

"Could you really g without all this, Peter," she whimpers with that very sexy tone of hers. "And how would I survive without my daily fix, tell me that?"

I just could not answer. She had a point indeed and as our exploration continued and she allowed me to peek under her sexy short black skirt, I was in my element. The scent of sex flowed into my nostrils as she slowly crouched over my face, lifting her skirt high as she did so and, shifting her thong to one side, presented me with a warm glowing example of womanhood, just moist and heated enough to allow me a beautiful and slow moving taste of what was to come. All this as she positioned herself over me enabling her to reach my fully swollen freshly massaged throbbing cock and firmly suck me as we simultaneously enjoyed the full pleasure given of oral sex to the limit, her tongue working my head, her fingers cupping and teasing my balls - Janine was a woman who thoroughly enjoyed her sex and her passion was always so strong and lasting. We'd spend long and wonderful periods of simply sucking and tasting each other, next to the actual sex act, one of the most fulfilling and wonderful lee intimate things we could enjoy so very much until the need to complete was imminent and we'd fuck like a piston engine; first her on top, then me and lots of doggy too, when she'd guide me into her beautifully sculptured ass, to treat me to the glory of a very tight anal experience we both adored. It always felt like I was fucking a virgin, it was o9vely and always a big part of our sexual relationship.

I thought about the new offer a lot, I wondered how I would manage without Janine. I was scared to that because she was a very passionate woman, she would take on another guy in my absence, and just the thought of that would drive me crazy.

I toyed with the idea of her joining me but no way would she agree to that, she had a good job as a public relations officer and said she was not about to give that up. Her head went down to me again, she was a woman of high needs and sucked my cock like it was the everyday thing to do, like eating meals and licking ice cream. Well of course it had become an everyday necessity Janine confessed as much as she expected me to oral her. She was treating my body like it was there at her command and I liked that. It was all about discovery for her and armed with the latest sex toys we would work each other to exhaustion in the private confines of her bedroom. She loved me to insert 'love eggs' - the latest trend from Japan and surprise her when she least expected, pushing the remote control button that set off the fireworks inside her pussy tunnel. 

We tried and enjoyed many things, like throbbing plastic penis's and all manner of different sized vibrators. But still at the end of the day she preferred the feel of a real life stiff cock inside her and made no bones about that.

The toys were apt in a method of exciting preparation but there was nothing like Peter's cock (her words not mine) 

And she always liked to experiment with something new once in a while, having tired of the 'same old, same old' as it were.

I knew she had a thing about teasing my ass, and she loved to use her tongue without inhibition. But when she appeared from the bathroom, not wearing her highly provocative sexy underwear and stockings but instead, a very large and pronounced strap on penis with all the accessories I guess I knew what she was about and what she expected of me.

She'd say things like: "now you can get an idea of how it feels for a woman with a very hard and stiff big cock inside her!"

And she knew exactly how she wanted to use it with me, lots of priming was in the offing and it felt good feeling her fingers lubricate and massage me in readiness. And when she pressed it into my ass I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. Janine was yelling and thoroughly enjoying it as she started to thrust deeply inside. I felt a sudden jerk and the pain, but slowing down and gently fucking me was better and I realised it was quite nice after all, so it became another regular part of our sex play.

Of course I knew her motive, my red haired beauty who's aim was to lure me against taking up the new post, showing me what I would be missing,

"I vow there is no other woman in the world could love you like I do, and with all the trimmings!" she mocked.

She was right of course. I simply had to refuse the very attractive offer. But after all that the prospective employer discussed a compromise that I could work from home. Simple!

So the voyage of sexual discovery continues and I am one happy guy.



The Thrill of the Gym



Lustful visits to the gym fulfill Clare's desires 

Based on the desires of a close friend and family member, Clare asked me to write her a story around her time at the gym and in particular one pretty young woman who she admires very much.. This is her story, enjoy..

The car park was full as usual, as Clare looked for a space to park her new Audi convertible. Looking round, she spotted many of the usual cars and knew that it would be busy in there and like most days, she'd ask herself why does she not come at a quieter time.

5pm was the busiest time for a week day and Clare would come straight from the office, do 45 minutes in the gym, 20 in the pool, and another 20 in the spa. Every visit had a similar routine and every time Clare would enjoy being around other people. As usual, she took pleasure in knowing that many of the men would be admiring her as she worked out. And that only made her visits all the more worthwhile. 

The gym was modern and up market, with the warm-up and weights area central to all the equipment. Anybody using the floor mats to do their stretching for warm up and cool down was in the central area, for many a watchful eye. This never bothered Clare inasmuch it gave her pleasure to know that others found her attractive; and there was many an occasion that she prolonged her exercises under the watchful eye of a male admirer. These occasions usually led to a visit to the spa where she could relax and take a sauna or Jacuzzi and often she would allow herself the pleasure of the open shower..... This was particularly pleasurable for any promising voyeur, because if you were sat in the sauna with its smoked glass door, you could watch without being clearly noticed. (A fact that Clare liked.... A LOT!)

Sexy thoughts were never far from Clare's mind whilst at the gym but a lot of time most people were just silent admirers. By her custom and habit, Clare was not one to chase a situation, she liked the attention but unless she was approached she generally kept herself to polite conversations and the odd hello here and there. 

One growing thought had emerged in Clare's mind and that was that over the recent months, she found herself becoming the voyeur as well as the subject. She found herself looking out for particular men she found attractive and also she was spending more time in the ladies' locker room in various states of undress. The latter pastime was becoming a growing pleasure and not only was she enjoying admiring the toned bodies of many other women, but also, she discovered a new exciting pleasure of offering herself as eye candy for those hungry women who overtly found her attractive. 

The more the thoughts grew the more acceptable they became and soon it was a clear realization that she was finding many other women attractive and the increasing sexual content to her thoughts was providing Clare with a new sexual desire! This new development in her horny lust was suddenly challenging her sexuality in a way that she was thoroughly enjoying. For many years, Clare was aware of the beauty of other women but suppressed them as just odd thoughts. However, now she was newly excited by the possibility of being desired by another woman and the possible opportunity of exploring the bisexual side of her fantasies.

Let me tell you a little about Clare:... As author of this story I'm well qualified to paint a picture for you, and having known her for many years, I'd like to think I know her better than most. I remember her as a young innocent girl who was willing to allow me to explore her young body. I remember her as a pretty teenager whose body was developing into the kind of figure all men would admire; then I remember her as a grown young woman with good legs, a hot bottom and stunning breasts.... now I know her for her thoughts, her desires and of course those wonderful heavy breasts I mentioned before. 

Clare's breasts have been a constant focal point of my desires and also a great source of pleasure for the both of us. Saying that she also has a wonderful ass and a pussy I just love to eat and fuck, on many occasions I've spread her legs to taste her hot wet pussy, and on every occasion, I have to admire her hard clit which always responds sensitively to my every touch. 

So, there you have your picture, a pretty woman with a fit body and great tits! 

Clare's attire for the gym was usually long grey gym pants and a white cropped vest with a white bra that tightly supported and pushed her tits together. Her cleavage is truly a wonderful sight! And at the gym it never fails to attract others, one particular fan was a certain young woman who was new on the scene.

It was after a good workout and swim that Clare first noticed a younger woman who was probably in her early twenties. She was just entering the exclusive MEMBERS SPA AREA which is exactly where Clare was also heading, the young woman was wearing a small, white, two piece swim costume, which showed off her tanned body and firm breasts perfectly.... Instantly Clare was drawn to her dark skin, dark brown hair and big wide brown eyes.

Almost against her will, Clare wanted to be closer to her to admire her beauty, she was being drawn to her in a manner she'd never really experienced before and in a way which instantly made her pussy throb and her nipples stiffen. 

As she entered the spa the younger woman was already in the Jacuzzi and Clare didn't exactly know what to do, Standing there in full view she had to make a quick decision. Her first thought was the open shower and without knowing it set off a chain of events which would lead her to a place of fantasy.

The young girl was indeed in her early twenties, her name was Joanne and she was a graduate student, having just finished university in the town. Joanne had only been to the gym on a couple of occasions before this visit and she enjoyed the spa area very much. Much like Clare she was increasingly enjoying the company of the many male admirers but was also becoming increasingly aware of some very attractive women; noticeably Clare. 

As she sat there in the Jacuzzi she looked up to see Clare enter the spa and watched as she placed her towel and water bottle on one of the loungers. Pleasingly to the eye, Clare was wearing the same blue, one-piece swim suit she wore the last time, a swim suit that did little to hide the fullness of her breasts and even less to hide the size and condition of her nipples. Not only that but it was high cut over her waist and was tight against the bulge of her pussy.

Joanne recalled her previous pleasure of watching Clare shower and was again beginning to feel the throb of her pussy and the firming of her nipples. Little did Clare know that only a few days previously, a young beautiful woman was sat behind the dark glass door of the sauna, sliding her hand down inside her own panties as she watched Clare shower. 

Joanne was hoping Clare would shower again so she could take in the beautiful sight of the wet swimsuit clinging tightly against her body. She wanted to see again the water running down Clare's body and just as before, running over her pussy onto the floor; from where she watched it was almost as though she was watching Clare having a pee in the shower, and this turned her on immensely.

This was one such fantasy that Joanne had previously taken pleasure in and on many occasions she had enjoyed the excitement of taking a pee in public. Whilst at University she often took a pee in the showers with the knowledge that a couple of other students who regularly showered at the same time took pleasure in watching her shower. The excitement of being watched and admired almost always ended with Joanne touching and caressing herself and on some occasions, her fingers would find the sweet spot of her pussy and she'd openly masturbate in the shower for her admirers. 

So as you can imagine, watching the water run from between Clare's thighs was a particular pleasure for Joanne and the excitement was building by the moment. Both women had a similar agenda but at the same time, neither had any idea what the other was thinking. Clare was excited about the prospect of the pretty younger woman admiring her sexy body whilst at the same time, Joanne wanted desperately to repeat the voyeuristic pleasures of the time before, as it turned out, neither was to be disappointed! 

Turning towards the shower was the first time these two women made eye contact and Clare was pleased to see Joanne's gaze already upon her. Both girls smiled as they explored the beauty of each other's face and simultaneously said, "Hello." It was a brief encounter but an open and welcoming one, also it confirmed two important things. Firstly it confirmed to Joanne that Clare knew she was there and that anything Clare did in the shower the girl in the Jacuzzi would be able to see; Secondly it gave Clare the exciting sensation that this pretty face in the Jacuzzi was alone and maybe the perfect audience for her repeating the pleasure of exposing her sexy body around other women, especially this one!

This wasn't the first time Clare had enjoyed such pleasure but it was certainly the most attractive female audience she had experienced. Over the past few weeks another woman seemed to always shower at the same time as Clare and not only did Clare leave her cubicle door open for others to see, but this other woman did the same; and always in the cubicle directly opposite. As the water ran from her head and through half closed eyes, Clare could see the other woman watching her shower and at the same time Clare admired her voyeurs' voluptuous figure. However, her glances were just that, brief and unfulfilling.

Over four or five visits a pattern emerged and the other woman was always there around the same time, sometimes already showering and sometimes appearing moments after Clare arrived. She was a mature woman with big rounded breasts, a little overweight but it was a gym, after all, but the most exciting thing to Clare was that for the first time in her life this other woman made no attempt to hide the fact that she was enjoying watching her shower and also Clare was becoming aroused at the experience of being watched. 

The shower area was becoming a place of immense pleasure and Clare was beginning to wonder how to heighten the enjoyment. The one thing of concern was the other people around who might not approve; she desperately wanted to caress herself for this woman but the busy shower area was too risky. 

One day Clare had a simple thought and on her next visit she didn't use her usual shower, but instead went to the very end cubicle. Lo and behold the only other person who would be able to see into that particular cubicle would have to be in the one directly opposite. It was then no surprise to Clare, that only moments later the same woman from before appeared opposite and began to shower with the door open, this time unlike other times Clare kept her costume on for a little longer, and this time the experience was going to be a much more intense than ever before. 

Double checking, Clare took a peek out and clearly even the cubicle diagonally across wouldn't be able to see her, unless she stepped forward and out from under the shower. The excitement was evident in Clare's nipples as they were already prominent and so obvious through the thin material of her swim suit. As soon as she stepped back under the water with her back to the other woman she knew that should she turn around now watchful eyes would fall upon her breasts and her large erect nipples; this thought excited her more and her mind was now reeling with possibilities and desires. She knew she wanted to reveal herself and knew she wanted to admire the other woman too.

It was only 30 seconds or so later that Clare decided to turn and face across the shower area, for the first time she looked the other woman in the eye and the next few moments secured a trust that all was ok and that they both had similar intentions. It was Clare who made the first move and began to wash her upper body whilst watching the other woman watching her. Running a handful of shower gel over her shoulders she deliberately crushed and lifted her breast with her forearm; the result of this act was for the other woman's eyes to drop and stare at Clare's tits and in the process to begin what was to a very exciting and rewarding time for both women.

The acceptance by Clare clearly had the desired effect on the other woman as her posture became much more relaxed and now for the first time Clare had a clear indicator of her intentions and feelings. Not only did the other woman reach up to caress what was now a pair of very firm nipples, but then she also proceeded to pull her top down to her waist exposing her fat tits. 

Suddenly Clare was able to admire another woman's sexy body without it being a quick sneaky glance and not on screen or magazine, this was the real deal and this was right here, right now, and not only that but for the first time ever another woman was performing a sexual act, specifically for her.

Watching the woman massage her big breasts gave Clare a new form of excitement and one she was keen to explore much, much further, dropping her own swim suit and revealing herself was a big step for Clare but the passion burning inside her was too strong to interfere with other, more rational thoughts. This was so much more exciting that her previous pleasures of just being semi-naked around other women and thinking they may be admiring her, this was Clare showing herself off to an admirer who, in turn, was offering her own body for the same visual pleasures.

The other woman was smiling into Clare's eyes as she continued to soap her heavy breasts, kneading them and lifting them up and together, she was clearly enjoying her exhibitionist show. Clare's gaze was fixed upon her hands as they squeezed and caressed her fleshy mounds, causing her dark pink nipples to stand very proud and erect. Looking down she admired the woman's fuller figure and wondered about her pussy and if she would undress completely.

"Well, this is it!!" thought Clare as she reached up to her firm nipples and pulled on the neck line of her costume, her one desire was to share the beauty of her breasts with this stranger and nothing was more important at that moment in time. The thrill and excitement she was feeling pumped the adrenalin around her body and almost trance like, she slipped both arms out of her swimwear and not only pulled her top down, but continued to push it over her hips and down toward the floor. Without giving it any thought of suspense and theater, Clare was now full frontal naked for another woman whom she has never even spoken to, doesn't know her name and had only seen in the showers on a few occasions before.

The most exciting thing for Clare was that all the thoughts and dreams she had enjoyed, whilst wondering how it would feel to expose herself to another woman were back in her mind and were stronger than ever. The throbbing of her pussy was immense and the firmness in her nipples was almost painful. For the first time in her life, Clare was intent on performing for another person and she was going to enjoy it.

Looking over at her voyeur she was pleased to see her pulling on her own costume and as Clare soaped up her heavy wet tits her eyes followed the hands down until they revealed a well-trimmed pussy. The woman had little pubic hair but just enough to form a neat, trimmed triangle highlighting her pink pussy lips. Noticeably they were quite full and fleshy lips, and Clare began to wonder how different they would feel in comparison to playing with her own pussy. These thoughts only heightened her sexual state and without thinking, her hand drifted south to her own waiting pussy 

Almost in unison, the two women stood facing each other, their big tits wet and soapy, hard nipples confirming their sexual state and each reaching down to the focal points of their pleasure! Clare shook as her fingers slid over her swollen lips and found the feeling she was craving, her touch was electric and her clit was throbbing for attention. Looking over, the other woman had one hand on the wall steadying herself as the other hand made circular motions over her clit, she was no longer bothered that somebody was watching her perform her most intimate private pleasure, and seemed intent to give Clare a show worthy of its intensity.

Watching the water cascading down on off her long nipples particularly pleased Clare as it was a sensation she took pleasure from herself; and the more aroused the woman became the more adventurous they both became. Without noticing Clare was now leaning against the back wall of the cubicle with her hips pushed forward and knees apart, almost offering her pussy to her new friend, the soft folds of her pussy exposed like never before and her fingers sliding between them from her clit to her honey hole. 

Clare knew that if anybody else appeared outside her cubicle they would both be discovered, openly masturbating for each other.

Momentarily, Clare paused to think about the situation she was in and how a few years ago this would never had happened. Back then the thoughts were there but fear kept them at bay; now she was living out one of her fantasies, knowing that this was a road to a place she wanted to be with her sexuality and sexual achievements. In some respects this was a defining moment for Clare as it encouraged her to accept that many other women would find her attractive and that she was by no means alone with her thoughts and fantasies. Another thing dawned on her: that this situation was so poignant because it was a coming together of two desires; one to expose her sexy body to an on looking admirer, and two, to watch another woman reveal her body to her and for her own sexual gratification.

This was not just enjoying knowing that somebody was watching her but actually performing for their pleasure with the view to them fulfilling their kicks. In a flash Clare was brought back out of her momentary ponder, by the sound of another shower being turned on further down the line; suddenly a new excitement heightened the thrill, as the thought of being discovered served not to cause panic but in fact, the opposite, suddenly the touch of her fingers became more sensitive, her clit became more responsive and her inhibitions were lost somewhere in her pleasure. Suddenly Clare knew she was close to actually fulfilling a long burning ambition of performing for another woman whilst she reciprocated for her.

Focusing on the other side of the aisle, it was clear her admirer was also close to orgasm, one hand grabbed and clawed at her breast and nipple, and the other frantically slid two long fingers in and out of her pussy. Clare took great pleasure in the look of wanton lust on her face and tried to hold the picture of the stranger opposite, eyes rolling and mouth open as she gasped her way to a body- shaking orgasm. A couple of moans were clearly audible as she watched the woman shudder and shake her way through 30 odd seconds of uncontrollable convulsions, hips rocking and jerking as a wave of pleasure suddenly overwhelmed her. 

Finally, Clare knew she was there, seeing this stranger reveal herself and then perform to orgasm was so thrilling she too could no longer hold back the burning ambition to openly masturbate for another woman. As the other woman regained some composure and massaged her breasts, she looked Clare directly in the eyes; almost as a nod of approval and indication that the time had come for her to finish herself off. 

Clare was now beyond caring, if anybody discovered them and as one hand clamped hard against her pussy with the palm massaging her clit; two fingers pleased the wetness from within, her other hand rolled and pulled on her nipples, before also caressing her bottom and finally probed at her butt and her own pussy from behind.




The Thrill of the Gym



The intensity of her orgasm almost knocked Clare off her feet, the buildup of sexual pleasure erupted deep within her stomach and the sheer force of her muscles contracting and pulsating caused her to cry out loud, like her voyeurs', just moments earlier. She too shuddered her way through strong contractions and without a doubt this was the most overwhelming release of pleasure she'd ever experienced. 

Her pussy clamped hard against her fingers and without thought she gently slipped her middle finger in her butt to the first knuckle. his only heightened the pleasure as her butt clenched tight around her probing digit and wave after wave or intense pleasure ripped through her body.

Slowly she regained some composure and began to realize what had just occurred; panic turned to pleasure as the other woman flicked off her shower, wrapped a towel around her and said, "Thank You!" before disappearing off to the locker room. 

Clare spent the next ten minutes in the hot shower reveling in her achievement and enjoying the post orgasm feelings she so enjoys when she masturbates alone in the privacy of her bedroom. 

Strangely, the woman never reappeared and Clare's thoughts turned to other desires and other women....

Now back to the main story.........

So there was Clare, stepping into the shower with the feeling of another younger woman admiring her, the signs of her excitement were impossible to hide and without even looking she knew her nipples were rock hard and very proud. 

Clare knew that there was no way the woman in the Jacuzzi would not notice her nipples and so she did nothing to hide them, instead it fueled her burning sexual ambitions and so she allowed herself to be admired and desired, the overwhelming feeling she had of drawing in the admiration of another woman had a huge effect on her and only served to harden her nipples more and make her hot pussy throb with lustful thoughts.

Despite their eyes only meeting for a few brief moments both women had a positive feeling about each other and Clare's body language in the shower was open and expressive. By half turning her back to Joanne she could still confirm her presence in the hot tub and so took immense pleasure in taking the longest shower she'd ever taken alone. Occasionally Clare would turn face on to Joanne and roll her head back under the flowing water; with closed eyes she took immense pleasure in allowing Joanne to take a good admiring look at the swollen heavy breasts, topped by rock solid nipples, the sensation was indeed growing to such a strength Clare could feel her pussy throbbing as her clit swelled to its full size, it was a hard thing to resist but Clare was beginning to feel uncomfortable in not pulling her costume to one side and pleasing herself, instead she knew that extending her exhibitionism meant more pleasure was to be gained by both her and her new admirer.

Joanne however was in a much better position due to the fact that the bubbling Jacuzzi allowed her to sit with her legs parted and play with her pussy without anybody knowing, as she stroked the thin material of her bikini pants her eyes never left the sexy woman in the shower and all she could think of was how much she would love to see her subject without the blue costume that clung tightly to her body. From where she sat at ground level it was easy to admire the fullness of a beautiful pair of breasts and firm nipples; however what really caused Joanne to take note was the tight fit and high cut of the swim suit over Clare's pussy.

Joanne had a particular fetish for watching women in showers and especially if she thought they were taking a pee in the shower. as you know, Joanne enjoyed being the purveyor of such pleasures; only this time she was the recipient and voyeur to Clare's act of seductive exposure, watching the suds run down from her breasts and over her stomach, Joanne could trace a clear path that worked its way over Clare's vulva and formed a steady stream onto the shower floor. As Clare stood with her legs parted it looked as though she was taking a pee and this caused Joanne to focus her gaze on Clare's crotch for a little too long. 

Unbeknown to Joanne, Clare was no longer unaware of her admirer but instead was wide- eyed and looking straight into Joanne's pretty face, a smile eased her sudden feeling of panic and with a reassuring smile, Clare continued with her shower only this time she never let her eyes leave Joanne's.

Suddenly what had begun as two women separately playing out their own personal thoughts and desires became a two way thing between these very sexy and attractive women. Clare was now playing to her audience and loving the feeling of being admired whilst Joanne was horny in the knowledge that this very attractive woman was more than happy to show off her sexy body to her. 

Those first few moments were filled with fear, pleasure, doubt and desire, neither spoke but neither really needed to. Unlike the shower experience this was a one-way thing and Clare had no problem in being the object of somebody else's pleasures, she guessed that although she couldn't see Joanne's hands that they may well be teasing her pussy and just that thought alone fueled Clare's lustful mind to continue with her shameless exhibitionism.

Playfully, Clare ran her hand over her body and caressed her breast and stomach; occasionally she would use her forearms to crush her heavy tits together forming a wonderful cleavage and displaying her wonderful breasts to their full greatness. Her nipples firm and responsive reacted to the situation and proudly Clare pushed them forward to be desired and admired, all the time though Joanne's eyes fell downwards to her pussy and Clare was becoming more aroused by the fact that this admirer had other thoughts beyond just her breasts. 

As Clare became more turned on, she also became more daring and it wasn't long before her hands slid down from her stomach and over the mound of her crotch, looking back at Joanne she welcomed a smile of approval and in response parted her thighs a little more. The effect of this was that much more water ran down her arms and over her pussy and so heightened the pleasure for Clare, as the water very gently massaged her lips and swollen clitoris, it also increased the effect that Clare could be taking a pee and this as you know, excites Joanne immensely. Looking back at Joanne's pretty face it dawned on Clare that this is what pleased her so she removed her hands and allowed a full on view of the warm water cascading down from her crotch. 

Joanne's face responded with an open mouth and fixed gaze and it was clear that she was pleasing her own pussy in response to Clare's actions, unfortunately for Clare was the fact she could not see anything of this pretty girl's sexy body. However she was not complaining, Clare could clearly recognize the fact that Joanne was now very turned on and it was the admiration of her pussy which was the focal point of her lusting.

The knowledge that any minute, somebody else could enter the spa brought great excitement and also fear to Clare and soon the thoughts of where this was going and what to do next began to cross her mind. Firstly she realized that this was possibly her first real opportunity to have a physical connection with another woman; and secondly she realized that if she didn't take the next step herself she might not move her fantasies on to the level she was so desperate to get to. Clare knew now that what she really wanted was a physical encounter with another woman!!! And Joanne certainly fitted the image of beauty and perfection of her ideal lover.

Deciding to move things along, Clare reached down and hooked a finger inside the crotch of her costume, looking into Joanne's lustful eyes she waited for a response before pulling the thin material to one side and offering a perfect view of her open, wet, pink, blood-engorged pussy. The response came in the way of a little smile and a lick of her lips and just as she pulled on her costume, everything froze as the "click click" of the turnstile sounded the arrival of another person into the spa.

As Clare resumed some sort of normal posture for showering she turned her back on Joanne and the moment was gone. It was another woman who had entered and who went straight into the sauna, she was a mature woman who gave both girls a longer than usual look and smile. Clare continued to shower with the pleasurable thought that Joanne could still admire her albeit from behind, still wanted to continue with her pleasures she ran her hands over her breasts, paying special attention to her nipples which were screaming out to be touched. 

As Clare stood there in the shower pleasing her nipples and massaging her breasts two things happened without her noticing. Firstly Joanne had left the Jacuzzi and entered the empty steam room; and secondly the other woman had noticed Clare's actions through the smoked glass door of the sauna. Because she found it too hot for her liking, Clare had never entered the sauna and so didn't realize that the smoked glass door allowed those inside to see out, but for her not to see in. Unbeknown to her the other woman took great pleasure in her actions and Clare suddenly had a new and more mature admirer.

Thinking all was ok, Clare spun around to see the pretty young face of Joanne but her jaw dropped in disappointment seeing the Jacuzzi with still water and no occupant, an empty lost feeling overwhelmed her as she looked around but her admirer was gone, as she turned to collect her towel and leave, she noticed that the towel and other items Joanne brought in with her were still on the wooden lounger next to hers. It didn't take long to decide she was in one of the three Sauna Rooms. The gym had a conventional hot sauna, a saunarium and a steam room and maybe she'd find the object of her desires in one of them, the most obvious place to start was the steam room as it was the least intense heat and the foggy effect of the steam meant you couldn't see in very well from the outside, and so it was more intimate.

Clare was never a fan of any of these supposed pleasures but at least the Steam Room was the most bearable, as she opened the door a gush of steam rushed out and she peered in, all she could see was steam and so she stepped in and closed the door behind her.

"Hello," came a greeting from the back of the steam room. "I was hoping you'd find me in here"

A couple of steps forward and there she was sat in the corner with her legs stretched along the wooden bench seat, Joanne smiled a welcoming smile whilst looking a picture of beauty in her little white bikini against the dark tone of her skin. Joanne had a Hispanic look to her face and skin color and those dark brown sultry eyes mesmerized Clare into an attraction she'd never experienced before. Despite the many times Clare had wondered about other women, this was the first woman for whom she'd had such a strong sexual attraction to one particular person, and this woman seemed to reciprocate her feelings.

"Hi, I'm Clare," she said sitting at the other end of the wrap around seating, "I thought you'd gone...."

"Sorry about that, but I was beginning to boil in that tub!" she laughed. "But the show was so good I didn't want to leave."

"Thank you," Clare replied. "I'm pleased you like what you saw!"

"I did very much; you have a wonderful figure, but I guess you know that?"

"Thanks, most men just stare at my tits!"

The girls laughed together as Clare sat mirroring Joanne's posture, their toes only a foot apart.

"I'm Joanne, but most people call me, "Tino." 

"Tino?" Clare quizzed.

"Yes, Tino, it's because of my Latino looks..."

As they chit chatted the feeling of excitement grew within both women and soon they were both scanning each other bodies with admiration, only this time Clare was able to enjoy the petite curves which previously were hidden beneath the bubbles of the hot tub. As before Clare's nipples were the first thing to give away her condition and the dampness of the steam room ensured that her costume clung tightly over her round breast leaving nothing to the imagination of her admirer.

Noticing Joanne's eyes fall upon her proud nipples, Clare apologized and explained that they are so quick to become erect she never gets time to hide their condition.

"That's OK," Joanne giggled. "Why would you want to hide them, they look perfect to me, and anyway I'm pleased I have that effect on them, if it is me, that is?"

Clare was more comfortable now than ever before, as she sat there with a growing urge to touch herself and fulfill the burning feelings swelling in her pussy, she knew that this was not any misread signs, but that Joanne really did have sexual desires toward her. The overwhelming feeling was one of raging passion and whatever could happen probably would!! Clare felt as though she would have very little control or restraint if this gorgeous little thing leaned over and kissed her, her head was swirling with thoughts of Joanne's sexy body and wanting to see her breasts and pussy, all of Clare's basic sexual instincts were focused right here, right now on this beautiful woman.

"So are they hard, because of me?" quizzed Joanne as she gently parted her knees and gave Clare a teasing view right up inside her thighs.

Instantly Clare's eyes dropped down to Joanne's open thighs and settled on the white gusset of her bikini pants. 

"I've never seen anything so sexy in my life," confessed Clare. "I don't normally do this...." she spluttered in a sudden rush of confusion.

"Well, that's two of us, then....." Joanne replied.

"No, honestly," Clare reiterated. "I don't normally do this..." digging herself into a deeper feeling of panic.

"It's ok," Joanne said calmly. "Neither do I, it's just that...." suddenly she stopped and looked Clare in the eye.

"What?" Clare quizzed.

"It's just that I saw you in the shower the other day, with the other woman, and I can't believe how turned on I was...."

Sheer horror quickly simmered to mild panic before a strange feeling of arousal filled Clare's mind, "So you saw me in the shower the other day playing with myself?"

"Well, not exactly," she grinned. "But I was a few cubicles down and could see the other woman and I knew you were both enjoying watching each other."

"But I checked and didn't see anybody," said Clare, almost panic stricken.

"I was on the same side as you about three cubicles down, and anyway, she knew I was there!"

"Oh my god!" was all Clare could say.

Joanne grinned a huge grin, "But thanks for telling me that you were playing with yourself!"

"Ooops!" she said looking all coy and apologetic

"Don't worry about it; I didn't realize I'd enjoy watching another woman so much." 

Clare's eyes again fell over Joanne's body, only this time it was a more open and relaxed posture that greeted her devilish gaze. Joanne had allowed her thighs to open wider still and the only thing between her aching pussy and Clare's searching eyes was the thin, damp material of her bikini.

This openness of the invitation was hotting up both girls in such a way, the outcome was inevitable. Joanne watched in silence as Clare admired her crotch and the longer the silence continued, the hornier Joanne became; she could feel her own nipples tighten and harden as the need to touch herself grew stronger and stronger.

Watching Clare and admiring her curves, she ran her hands up and over her pert mounds, allowing her fingers to find erect nipples. Almost in unison Clare pulled on the strap of her costume and not only pulled it down but exposed her entire right breast and proud nipple. Joanne was amazed at how she was feeling and after a few moments of teasing her own nipples and watching Clare caress hers she dropped her hands onto her lap and reached for the gusset of her bikini.

Clare dropped the other strap and began to massage both tits together and then, invitingly, rolled her nipples in her fingers. Her pussy was burning up with a desire to be touched; however more than anything she wanted to see Joanne play with her pussy and reveal herself to her waiting eyes. She didn't have to wait long ---- as the effect of her dropping her swim costume was enough for Joanne to slide a hand down the front of her bikini and gasp with delight, as her fingers found their target.

Clare watched intently as Joanne's finger circled slowly inside her bottoms, and each revolution was met with a moan of pleasure. The movement allowed Clare to get her first glimpse of Joanne's pussy and she was mighty pleased to see some dark pubic hair covering her pussy lips. For the next few minutes, Joanne was lost in a world of her own, playing with her pussy whilst lustfully wishing she had Clare's nipples in her mouth, and simultaneously, Clare's mouth on her pussy. However, Clare had different ideas.

What Clare had in mind was not the situation she found herself in; she wanted atmosphere, bedroom, candles, and more.... But this was different; this was lustful and spontaneous; and this was far from what she had in mind when she thought about other women before, but at the same time so naughty and oh, so exciting!!

What Clare really wanted was to play out those steps she envisioned taking and with that in mind she took the boldest move she'd ever made and took the lead with another woman.

Clare moved to sit on the edge of the seat beside Joanne. Leaning in, she reached behind Joanne's neck and undid the tie on the strap of her bikini top. Without waiting for a response she exposed the hard nipples and firm breasts of this beautiful young woman and for the first time in her life, Clare touched, caressed and played with another woman's breasts. She was amazed at the response from Joanne and the pleasure she was giving her and the next thing she wanted to achieve was to have her breast in her mouth. 

As Clare leaned over and placed her mouth on Joanne's right nipple her own breasts crushed heavily against her new lover's torso; the feeling of the two bodies becoming one was stronger than ever. As she continued to suck Joanne's nipples into her mouth she felt the warm wet hands on her shoulders pulling her deeper into the kiss. Joanne was loving the attention of Clare's hot lips on her long dark nipples and with every nip, kiss and bite shockwaves of pleasure shot straight to her pussy.

Feeling Joanne's hand on the back of her head pushing her mouth into her breast, thrilled Clare!! But suddenly she was being pushed away and upwards, to her surprise Joanne quickly lifted her head and kissed Clare full on the mouth! It was a swift and bold move and one that took Clare completely by surprise. 

To her further surprise, she was overwhelmed with the difference in kissing another woman, compared to the mouths of the many men she had kissed. Joanne's feminine mouth was soft and hot and as her tongue probed Clare's mouth she responded with all the desire of a hot and horny woman, reveling in her pleasures. Clare's hands replaced her mouth on Jo's breasts; and in response, Joanne repaid the pleasure as Clare felt her nipples respond to Joanne's caresses. 

This was the right moment for Clare to fulfill a burning ambition and without hesitation and without interrupting their kiss she slid her hand over Joanne's taut stomach, suddenly her finger tips were on the waistband of Joanne's bikini brief and without pausing she continued over her pussy and cupped her crotch through the only thing between her fingers and Jo's dripping pussy .

The response was so rewarding and for her so exciting, to think that half an hour ago she was getting out of the pool and now to her surprise, she was massaging the crotch of another beautiful woman, and unless interrupted, she would fulfill her burning and growing fantasy. Knowing that, like earlier, they could be caught out at any time, Clare wasted no time in slipping her hand down Joanne's bikini bottoms..... And instantly Joanne gasped with delight as searching female fingers met their eagerly awaiting pussy!!




The Thrill of the Gym



With mouths and tongues devilishly engaged, Joanne moaned a deep throaty moan into Clare's mouth, every touch was met with a corresponding moan and as she explored another woman's pussy Clare was so very pleased to be giving so much pleasure. Knowing what pleased her she teased Joanne's clit and plunged two, then three fingers, into her tight little hole, every action seemed to take Joanne to another level --- and every level was accompanied by a more vocal response.

Clare broke their kiss as she wanted to watch her fingers fuck this sweet little woman, lifting the palm of her hand she managed to push the bikini down a little and saw the trimmed dark hair of Jo's pussy. She was amazed at how sexy it looked close up, and played and toyed with her hairy cunt lips before parting them to expose her full wetness. Joanne had other ideas and as Clare continued to bring Joanne closer to her first woman on woman orgasm, she reach down and tugged Clare' costume to one side, frantically she explored between Claire's thighs to find a dripping wet pussy and a very hard clitoris.

Clare's clit was much larger than her own and as Joanne's fingers ran up and down between Clare's pussy lips every contact with her clit resulted in a shudder of pleasure and thrust of her hips, both girls were in no position to stop; and neither had any intentions of not seeing this through.

Frantically and with such strong lustful abandon, they pleased each other's desires to such an extent, that neither realized they were being watched. Clare was the first to feel the familiar sensation of a deep throbbing orgasm looming and this only spurred her on to bring Joanne off quickly and intensely. Both girls were lost in such desires they allowed each other full access to every inch of their bodies, Joanne was now sucking on Clare's nipples and by now had pushed her bikini bottoms completely off.

Desperate to maximize the moment, Clare pushed Joanne's thighs apart and whilst spreading her pussy lips with her fingers she leaned over and ran her tongue over Joanne's hot wet pussy, amazed and what she found herself doing, she couldn't help but indulge herself to the fullest. And for the next few minutes she pleased Joanne in a way she knew would result in TWO thunderous orgasms. Clare was so excited at licking pussy she wondered why it had taken so long to allow those desires to surface, her own response was immense and the touch of Joanne's slender fingers brought her closer and closer ---- to climax!

Knowing Joanne was close, Clare didn't let up and as she licked away at Jo's clit she slid two long fingers deep into the wetness. This was the thing Joanne had wanted most of all as she wanted to feel her pussy being fucked whilst hot lips and a snake- like tongue pleased her clit. Her next orgasm was hard and overwhelming. Joanne cried out her release with deep sensual groans and moans and as Clare continued to please her Joanne held Clare firmly into her crotch as she ground her hungry hips into Clare's face.

All the excitement was too much for Clare and as she watched Joanne come down from her high, she knew it was only moments away from her own impending orgasm!! Lifting her head from between Joanne's thighs she admired the slender body of her new lover and the temptation to caress her breast was too great to resist, as she roller each nipple in her fingers Joanne sat on the edge of the bench and passionately kissed Clare's open mouth, as she did her hand remained firmly between Clare's thighs.

It all became too much for Clare to hold back, the image of this beautiful woman, hot aroused and post orgasm, the sensation of her fingers pleasing her nipples and of course Joanne's finger fucking her pussy and teasing her clit, all brought Clare to the edge of what she desired.

She was keen to fill one more secret fantasy and without a second thought she stood over Joanne and offered her pussy to her lips. Joanne's response was to look Clare in the eye whilst placing her lips on her throbbing pussy and the first flick of her tongue on Clare's swollen clit was enough to open the flood gates. Clare rode Joanne's face for what seemed like eternity as a huge orgasm swelled from deep inside her and shook her like no other orgasm before.

Hot wet lips continued to please, as wave after wave of sexual tension flowed through her pussy, Joanne's face covered with Clare's juices looked a picture of pleasure and only when the last contraction subsided --- did Joanne's remove her face from Clare's crotch. 

She stood and offered her wet mouth for Clare to kiss, which was met with passion and lust, Clare could taste herself in their lovers' kiss. As the two sated girls eased themselves back into a state of normalcy, only then, did they notice a new figure at the door, suddenly that new person stepped inside.