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You're It

By: americandemon



As I left the hospital all I could think about was my love Amanda. We've known each other for about 4 years. We got married 2 years ago. This last year we found out Amanda had a rare form of cancer. The doctors gave her about a year to live. She went in and out of the hospital so many times this year. This time she would not be leaving. The doctor said she may have a day or two but that was all. Amanda's little body couldn't take any more treatments and she said enough was enough. 

I noticed all day today she refused her pain medication. I asked her why but all she would tell me is, I'll tell you later. She was in so much pain and at points in the day I would beg her to take her pain meds. She would just look at me, smile and say you're my pain medication. It was 7pm and Amanda brought me close to her and said do you want to know why I didn't want any of my pain meds today? I replied yes honey, tell me. She smiled at me and said I have a request for you.

I asked what is it my love? She looked deep into my eyes and smiled and said I want you to make love to me. I quickly said oh, I don't know Amanda. I could really hurt you babydoll. Amanda cried I've endured pain all year and you refusing me is the most painful! It's because you don't think I'm pretty anymore right? When Amanda lost her long, blonde hair she took it hard. She also had black and blue marks on both her arms from all the blood work. She now was crying with one hand covering her bald head and her other hand covering her needle marks. I grabbed both her hands and put them on her lap. I then cupped her face in my hands and said I love you more than my own life! You are the most beautiful girl of my lifetime! Now and forever Amanda!

I stroked her soft, white, bald head and kissed her on the lips. My tongue caressing hers. I pulled back to look at her smiling face. Amanda said proove your love to me. Make love to me tonight. I want you to go outside and think about it ok? Then when you have a answer for me, come back to me. I grabbed my coat and started for the door when she said you're it! I looked back at her and said no you're it! I then went downstairs and outside. This is where my story began with me outside the hospital. I need to explain something to you now.

When we say "you're it!" It was our little thing we had as a couple. Both of us believed in soulmates. After we dated for a while one night I looked into her blue eyes and said you're it! She said what am I? I said you're it! My soulmate. She smiled and put her arms around my neck and said no, you're it. Then kissed me. That's how it all started. Of course, after time it also ment with sex, you rocked my world. After some great sex (which was all the time) she would say you're it! I would then smile and say no you're it. So, when I would leave in the morning we would say you're it, instead of I love you. No one else knew what we ment. Like I said it was our thing.

I knew what I needed to do. I could always make my babydoll cum. Our sex life was perfect before it became too painful for her. Then it came to me. I could always make her orgasm easily when I performed oral sex on her. So, if I kept making her cum orally she wouldn't need me inside her. With my new idea and a short trip to the gift shop I went back to her room. Right when I walked in she asked innocently what did you decide? I smiled and locked the door. Amanda had a big smile on her face and said I knew it. I knew you wouldn't deny me your love.

I took out 4 little candles I bought at the gift shop and placed them all around the room. After I lit them, I gave her a red rose. She began to cry and said thank you Brian. She held up her arms for me to come and hold her. I took her into my arms and kissed her all over her face. Her blue eyes sparkled like stars in the night. Her face just beamed of love when she looked at me. My little Amanda is 24 and just 5-4. She was 100 pounds with long, white, blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. Her breasts were small, just the way I like them. Amanda's backside was a nice round bubble shape. My babydoll was now 65 pounds with no body hair and bruises on her arms from the blood work. Her body had very little strength left and even her voice was almost as soft as a whisper.

You know what? She still is the most beautiful girl of my lifetime. She's still my beautiful bride who winked at me when she said I promise to obey. She's still the girl who begged me to call off work so we could make love all day. She's still the girl who would take care of me when I was sick, even when I was a crabby ass. If anything, she was more beautiful to me now! If that was even possible.

Now she started to unbutton my shirt. Once all the buttons were done she ran her fingers through my chest hair. She said God I love your chest hair. My shirt went to the floor and she ran her hands over my shoulders. She said oh yes and those wide shoulders of yours. I smiled at her and untied her hospital gown. She sat up real straight as her gown came off. It was like she was saying with her body see I'm still your beautiful bride. I whispered in her ear my God you're so beautiful Amanda. She began to cry and held me tight in her arms. I whispered again I am so lucky you're mine. She cried even harder and said I'm the lucky one. I wiped the tears from her face and gently pushed her back down on the bed. 

I kissed her lips and then moved to her ear. Once there I licked her ear and sucked on her ear lobe. She sighed. I tilted her head back and kissed her exposed white neck. I pulled back and cupped her breasts in my hands. My thumbs rubbed over her pink,erect nipples. Every passing my thumbs would push her nipples down. Once my thumbs were out of the way her nipples would go right back to attention. I covered one of her nipples with my mouth. While I suckled, I rolled my tongue over and over her pink, erect nipple. Amanda let out a soft oh God. My hand went across her belly, down to her abdomen, to her soft smooth pussy. My finger traced the line of her little girl area. I stopped suckling and kissed and licked her belly and belly button. 

I pulled her to the end of the bed so her little pussy was on the edge. She let out a cry of pain. For a second I forgot how sick she was when I pulled on her. I asked her if she was ok? She quickly replied I'm fine. I knew she was lying. Every so often she would make a face like she was in pain. I kneeled at the end of the bed and parted her legs wide open. I gently kissed her white, smooth pussy. I then licked the sides of her pussy before inserting my tongue deep into her hole. I spread her folds to expose her bright pink vagina. Poor thing was dry. I started to suck on her little cum button. Her breathing picked up. My tongue rolled and played with her clit. I watched her chest and belly rise and fall quickly as I ate her out. 

I put my hands on her hips and secured her to my mouth. I heard Amanda say please make me! Brian please! I stroked her clit in between my top and bottom teeth. Her baby clit swelled up like it was going to pop. Amanda was ready to cum. My face pounding on her little girl area. Her clit ready to pop from my sucking. Now all I had to do was slowly insert my finger inot her little hole. "Oh God", she yelled as her body shook and legs trembled. Her back arched and she screamed You're it! You! Are! It! She was near the end of her orgasm and all she could say was mmmmmmmmm. Now she finally relaxed and settled back onto the bed. I pulled my finger out of her and her little girl juice dripped out of her. She was now watching me in awe. I showed her my finger which was covered in her juice. I said look what you did to my finger. What should I do now? I smiled at her and sucked the juice off my finger. She smiled and said you're so bad. Her scent was sweet and she tasted like a tear drop.

I sat up by her now and asked her how she felt. She pulled me down on top of her and said like I'm in heaven. She kissed me gently all over my face. I asked her if she was ready for more. She smiled and said yes Sir! I got up and went to the end of the bed and knelt down. She sat up and said what are you doing? I said I'm going to make you cum again babydoll. She replied shouldn't you take off your pants? I said no, I'll just please you orally. That way I don't hurt you. Then I smiled at her thinking she would think it was the best idea in the world. When I looked at her she looked like a little girl who was ready to cry. Her lower lip was out and tears welled up in her eyes. I felt like I just broke her favorite dolly. I said honey, I have always loved to make you cum anyway I could, you know that! I love pleasing you! I never cared if I ever had a orgasm because when I please you, to me that is better than any orgasm I could ever possibly have!

I smiled at her thinking ok now she will understand. Amanda cried oh really? Tears came down her face and my smile disappeared. I now had the international confusion look males get when females are a few pages ahead of them. She said so, I don't get to please you? Is that right? Did it ever occur to you that I feel the same way about pleasing you? I love it when you make me cum but I really love to make you cum even more! I think it's even better for me because when you fill me with your sperm, I can feel and see it for hours after we mate. I feel your hot, sticky liquid swimming up inside my pussy. I can see it on my panties and when I goto the bathroom I can see it drip out of me. So, 2 hours after you're gone I'm still so happy because I know,see and feel how I pleased you. Do you get it now? I shook my head yes and held her. Amanda then whispered in my ear, not to be funny, but your idea of just giving me pleasure orally sucks! We couldn't help but laugh. 

Amanda looked at my belt and said so may I? I stood up and said be my guest. She had my belt,pants and underwear off in a flash. I said damn girl that was fast! She laughed and said what do you expect from a wife who is starving for her husband? Then a pain shot through her body that made her cry out and lay back down on the bed. I said maybe we should stop honey. Amanda replied no, just give me a second. Once the pain subsided she looked at my crotch and said where did my hard man go? I said he went away becuase he's worried about you. She sat up and grabbed my ass and pulled me to her. She kissed my soft cock and said I better let him know I'm ok. Amanda took me into her mouth. Her tongue played with my cock as she went slowly up and down my shaft. Her gentle sucking and tongue play made me hard as a rock. She looked at my hard, throbbing member then looked me in the eyes and said I think he knows I'm ok now. Amanda smiled at me. 

She laid down on the bed, raised her legs and spread them wide open. Amanda said in her little girl voice, fill me? I went to the end of the bed, parted her thighs a little more and pushed my hard cock into her. She sighed, God I've wanted you in me for so long Brian. I pushed my cock as deep as I could within her. Her tight, little pussy was so hot and wet for me. I kept a nice slow rhythm so not to hurt her. She said that's it let me feel every inch of you. Nice and slow. I started to rub her clit with my thumb. A nice gentle rub in a circular motion. I could see my babydoll was ready to cum. Her breathing was getting deep and her hips raised up every time I pushed into her. I rubbed her little cum button harder and pumped my cock into her faster. I heard her cry out as her little frame started to shake in soft waves of pleasure. Her thighs opened and closed as each wave went through her. Her body collapsed as her orgasm passed through her. She looked at me and said you've always been so damn good at this Brian. I replied you bring it out of me sweetie.

Amanda looked at me with a slight pissed off look on her face. She said you didn't fill me with your cum. I just shrugged my shoulders and said oh well I tried. Amanda got a devilish smile on her face and said oh, I know what you need. Amanda's legs wrapped around me so I couldn't get away. She gave me her innocent little girl and said I deserve to be fucked hard don't I? I'm just a small, innocent, weak female. You're a dominate male who deserves to take me any way you want. Now, I knew what she was doing. We liked to role play rough sex. You know like rapist and victim, dirty doctor and the innocent school girl or even master and servant. She loved being submissive and I loved being the dominate one. We haven't done any role playing since she's been sick. I knew she couldn't handle the rough stuff and I didn't want to hurt her.

I said ok, ok let me go Amanda. She replied why should I? Make me big man! I said I don't want to hurt you. Now let me go and stop with the dirty talk. Amanda said you never worried about hurtting me in the past. Remember when you would have me on all fours? You would pound into me and spank my ass and pull my hair. You were my male and I was your female. You owned me and took me every way a man can take a woman. I had no say because I was just a female. That's enough Amanda I yelled! The only problem with a soulmate is that they know how to push your buttons to get you to do something you may not want to do. I was hard at the entrance of her pussy. She yelled back make me shut up! Oh, you can't make me shut up because you just a little bitch! She was pissing me off and she knew it. She used her legs to try and pull me into her little pussy. Amanda cried take me Brian! Come on I know what you want! What you need! Do it! Take me! I'm just a female! I'm so weak and feeble. I couldn't stop you if I tried! Use me for what I was born to do! Rape me! Use me! Take me! I looked down and shook my head no. She said you're pathetic! Go get me a real male to take me! 

I went off! I grabbed her throat tight and rammed my cock into her! I screamed come here cunt! You want to be used? I'll use you whore! I let go of her throat and grabbed her hips and worked her little cunt as hard as I could. I could hear her cry use me Sir! Use me! Take me! I'll be a good girl I promise! I yelled back oh you'll be a good girl or I'll punish you bad! Yes Sir! She cried at the top of her lungs. I pounded deep into her now violated cunt! I treated her like she was a piece of meat. Her little girl juice was all over her pussy and ass. I kept pounding deep into her! Harder and harder! You could hear our skin smack together when I went in deep! I screamed ok baby maker, I have to make a deposit in your cunt! She begged please! Give it to me! I want every drop of your baby making cream! Please Sir! I'll take every drop! I'm a good girl! I'll show you! I pumped her full of my hot, thick baby cream! I shot it deep into her cunt! I held myself deep inside her cunt. I let it all go. Coating her little pussy and cervix.

I collapsed on top of her. She was still cumming. Over and over she cried I love you and thank you. Her waves of pleasure slowly ended and she wrapped her legs and arms around me. Amanda took my face in her hands and looked me deep in my eyes and said I win! I made you cum my bad boy. She was so happy. I just laughed and said do you always have to win? She replied females always win with their males. Amanda winked at me. We laid there in our sweaty bliss. I asked if she was ok. She said she was fine. She asked me to spend the night. I asked the nurses if it would be ok and they said it would. 

A hour after the love we made Amanda got really sick. She was in alot of pain. I felt so bad because all I could do was hold her. She took some pain meds to help her sleep. She insisted I sleep with no shirt. She loved to put her head on my chest. She loved to run her face on my chest hair. We kissed each other over and over through the night. Amanda had trouble falling asleep but finally fell asleep around 2:30 am. I kissed her soft, bald head and thanked God for sending me her. I whispered in Amanda's ear, You're it. I then fell alseep. 

At 4:47am She sat straight up and was white as a sheet. She looked all around the room like she didn't know where she was and she couldn't breathe. Alarms went off in the room and the nurses came running. They told me she was going. I knew Amanda signed a no resuscitation order and this was going to be it. You know when I imagined Amanda passing away I thought I was going to be this big, strong guy. I would say words of love to her as she floated away from me. I've always heard people can hear you as the pass away. Well, that shit went right out the window! I grabbed her as tight as I could and told her to hold on to me. She was in so much pain and all I could do was tell her to hold on to me! She held me as tight as she could and I could see in her eyes she was so scared. I cried to her, Please don't leave me! Please don't go away! I love you so much! Please don't leave me! You tell God I need you here! Please babydoll don't go! I'll be so good! I'll do anything! You are my life! You are my heart! You tell God I need you here babydoll! Tell Him! 

Then I heard a soft sigh from my girl and her arms fell to her sides. I tried to put her hands back around me but it was no good. I screamed No! No! No! My loud no's trailed off to soft whispered no's. I looked up at the ceiling and softly cried I love you Amanda. I love you so much. I was alone now. I was holding my wife's body but she was gone and I was alone crying for her. 

After some time passed, I collected Amanda's things and took care of everything I needed to at the hospital. As I went out the doors of the hospital a nurse caught me and handed me a envelope. She said she found it under Amanda's pillow. The nurse told me how sorry she was then went back into the hospital. I looked at the front of the envelope it read to my soulmate Brian. I looked to the sky and a light snow began to fall. I couldn't feel the cold. I felt numb. I went to a near by park bench and sat down. I opened the envelope and at the top she wrote the date and time. The date was 12-17-02 and the time was 3:30am. She must have woke up after I went to sleep and wrote this letter. The letter read.

My dearest Brian I heard you thank God for letting me come into your life. No, I wasn't asleep but I wanted you to think I was so you would get the rest you need. I love you so much and I thank God every day that I found you. My precious soulmate I know you're sad and feel heart broken. I wish I could take that pain away but unfortunately it's out of my hands my big strong male. I wrote this just to let you know no matter where I go I will always love you. First thing I'm going to do in heaven is talk to God and see if I can watch over you. If he says no, I will do it anyway! You know how I am when I want somehting bad enough. Ha,ha.

I'm sorry I'm leaving you my love. I prayed so hard to God to let me stay but it was not ment to be. Tonight was so special for me. Making love to you has always been heaven on earth but tonight was perfection. I can still feel you swimming inside me. I will miss you my beautiful soulmate. One last thing I want you to know my love. Your female will be waiting at the pearly gates with her arms wide open longing to hold her dominate male once again. I love you Brian.

Love Amanda

P.s No, you're it!

The End

BMR

You're It



Note from Slickman: Remember all those great games we played as kids and all the fun we had. Just thought how erotic it would be to play some of them as adults. Enjoy and make sure you are at least 18. 

YOU'RE IT.

Tom and his wife Mary invited their closest friends Bill and Kate and Ron and Pat over for a late Saturday bar-b-que. The six of them had grown up together from elementary school on. All six went to the same college and had all moved into houses on the same block. They saw each other constantly in just about everything they did. The couples always teased about swapping spouses but, up until this night no one had ever taken it seriously. 

The evening went as many had gone before. Kate brought desert and Tom prepared spare ribs or hamburgers on the grill. Ron brought the beer and they all went in the pool to cool off in the hot Texas sun. They normally played trivial pursuit however they had already gone twice through the latest version of questions. Since the following Tuesday was Tom and Mary’s 10th anniversary they opened a few bottles of champagne to celebrate. The guys already had a few beers so when the champagne hit them they were feeling no pain. It didn’t take much of the bubbly to get the women smashed as well. 

“What do you all want to do?” Tom asked as he looked at the women wearing only their skimpy bikinis. They had frolicked most of the early evening in the pool. He tried to stare at Kate’s full breasts overfilling her top but his eyes were having trouble focusing. 

“We are all out of games to play.” Mary said giggling. The booze had warmed her body up over the boiling point. “Anyone want to go skinny dipping?” 

“Sure.” Ron quickly said. He had wanted to see Mary’s cute ass since he could remember. 

“I may be feeling good but not that good.” Pat said while hitting her husband on the arm. Of the three women Kate was probably the most conservative of the bunch. She had also kept some of the weight on after having their second child so she was not anxious to show the men her stretch marks. 

“Me neither.” Kate said supporting her friend. The men had tried to get them into playing adult games in the past but the women had always stopped it quickly. But, tonight the booze was weakening the women’s resistance. 

“How about dancing?” Tom suggested. He was hoping to feel Kate’s barely covered mounds against his bare chest. 

“In our bathing suits?” Pat chimed in. “There would not be much separating us.” 

“That’s the idea.” Ron laughed. Pat hit him again. “Ouch!” He cried out in mock pain.

“There’s got to be some game we can play.” Tom threw out. 

“Yeah. Remember all the games we played as kids.” Mary giggled. Her body was rapidly heating up. 

“Yes. Let’s play tag.” Tom suggested. He knew where he wanted to tag Kate. 

“And, where on the body would you touch?” Kate said noticing where his eyes had been all evening. 

“I was thinking of two places.” Tom laughed. Kate looked down at her enormous 38 D orbs. “Huh, I don’t think so.” She laughed back at him. 

“Come on. Tom’s got a good idea.” Bill said. 

“OK. But, it’s got to be in the pool.” Mary giggled. At least the water would cool her down and offer some privacy. She stood up and tried to run and jump in the pool. Her path was a little wobbly but she made it to the edge and belly flopped onto the cool water. 

Ron watched Mary’s round ass sink in the water and was right behind her. “Last one in is IT.” 

Pat was not excited to be playing this touching game and found herself standing on the edge while everyone else looked up at her from the pool. “I guess I’m IT.” She laughed. This was a silly game but right now everyone was acting silly from the champagne. She started to jump into the water next to Tom but he held up his hand. 

“Wait. Let’s make it interesting. You can only tag a person who is not at a safe zone.” He said hoping the other men would help. 

“And, what is a safe zone?” Mary asked. Her body felt cooler on the outside but the heat was still flaming within. 

“If someone is touching another person’s bathing suit they are in a safe zone.” Tom said quickly hoping they would agree. 

“I knew he had something devious in mind.” Kate laughed. “Only on the suit. Not under it right?” 

“Sure!” Tom quickly answered. He was surprised she would even accept that. The bubbly was working. 

Mary didn’t mind nor did the other men. They all looked up at Pat to see if she would go for it. “OK. But, there has to be some time limit on how long you can be in a safe zone. Or I’ll be IT all night.” She giggled. 

“How about one minute?” Tom asked everyone. They all agreed. The touching game was on. He quickly glanced behind him and noticed Kate was only about 10 feet away. He started peddling her way. 

Pat saw Tom moving away from her and quickly jumped into the water. Her body surfaced and she reached where Tom used to be. He was gone. She saw him surface next to Kate. She swam their way.

Kate was shocked when Tom swam underwater to her side as was not prepared when one of his hands quickly moved up to cover her right breast. She looked over at Bill to see if he would be upset but he was too busy swimming for Mary. Ron was right behind him and Mary was swimming like crazy trying to keep away from them. 

“Quick touch my suit.” Tom whispered as his fingers explored her soft boob. He quickly felt her large nipple pressing up into his palm and moved his fingers down to gently tug and pull on it. 

Kate saw Pat only a few feet away and knew she had to touch Tom’s suit or be touched by Pat. Her hand moved down and to the back of his body. She was too nervous to touch the front. Her hand gently pressed into his ass. 

“How do I know you are touching?” Pat said as she touched both of their shoulders. Kate smiled as she stood on her tiptoes. Her breasts moved out of the water showing Tom’s hand covering the right one. His fingers were driving her nipple crazy. 

“My hand is on his ass.” Kate whispered and laughed. Pat frowned and looked at the others swimming around. Mary had eluded the two men who tried to grab her when she was cornered. She quickly turned and swam under their hands. She laughed as she swam away. Ron was a much better swimmer than Bill and was quickly gaining ground on her. She gasped when he grabbed her ankle to stop her. His hand moved up her calve, thigh and around her ass. “SAFE!” He yelled as his fingers explored her softness. 

Bill tried to get to Mary and Ron but Pat had cut him off she put her arms out and walked towards him. 

Mary could see her husband’s fingers on Kate’s breast and was somewhat jealous. She had always been jealous of Kate because she got breasts before both Pat and her. And, to make it worst they were a lot bigger. If that was the way he wanted it she could play that game as well. As Ron surfaced next to her she placed her hand on the side of his trunks. 

Ron was in ass heaven as his fingers pushed and caressed the ass he had admired for so many years. It was better than he could have imagined. He thought it could get no better that this until he felt Mary’s hand moving towards the front of him instead of the back. Shit. She was going to touch his prick which was rapidly filling with blood. 

Mary could hardly breathe as her fingers moved to the top of Ron’s trucks. His fingers pressed harder on her ass as she slowly lowered her hand until she touched the top of his hard-on. She looked again at her husband feeling those damn big breasts as she lowered her hand to take a grip on his prick. God. He was huge compared to Tom. Her hand moved up and down to measure him. 

“YOU”RE IT!” Pat shouted with gee as she touched Bill’s leg as he tried to swim by her. He turned and touched her quickly. “No, you’re IT!” He laughed as he swam towards Ron and Mary. 

“That’s not FAIR!” Pat screamed as she swam after him. 

“Yes it is.” Tom said as his hand moved to massage Kate’s other breast. Her hand pressed harder into his ass and curled to cup his firm cheek. 

Mary thought about releasing Ron’s bulge as she watched Bill swimming their way. She was worried he would find out she was touching him. Her fears were wiped away as his fingers moved up to gently cup one of her breasts. She smiled at him and moved her other hand down his taunt stomach to find his bulge. 

She had two men’s shafts in her hands and loved it. 

Pat moved towards Kate and Tom because she knew they had to separate after a minute. “A minutes up.” She announced with a wicked smile. She lowered her head into the water until only her eyes and top of her head moved toward them. She looked like a shark ready for a kill. 

Tom wanted to keep fondling Kate’s breasts all night but knew his time was up. He peeked over at his wife who was surrounded by Ron and Bill. From the way she was facing and the position of her arms she had to be touching the front of their trunks. He smiled. Maybe it would loosen her up to do some swapping? He only had a few seconds to plan his move. 

Pat moved right and left to prevent them from getting away. She knew she had to touch one of them and quickly grab at the other one’s swimming suit to be safe herself. She lunged towards Tom but he quickly moved behind Kate. Her hand touched Kate’s shoulder. Before Kate could reach out and touch Tom he moved under the water and came up behind Pat. His fingers moved around to the front of her bikini bottom. Her hand moved back to the side of his trunks. “We’re safe.” They both announced. 

Kate was IT and looked over at the threesome groping each other under the water. She looked at her watch and announced, “One minute.” She moved slowly toward them. 

Mary’s fingers measured Bill and found him not as long but definitely thicker than Ron. Bill’s prick seemed to be different but she couldn’t put her finger on it. She laughed at her joke. She realized as her fingers stroked the tip he had a foreskin. Cool. 

She was surprised that men could be so different. Tom was the only man that she had been intimate with. From her knowledge of the other women they too had not seen or touched another man’s penis. Tonight that would all change she laughed to her self. Her fingers moved under their rods to find their tight sacs. She caressed their jewels as she waited for Kate’s disruption. 

Pat was nervous with Tom’s hand on her stomach. She felt him press into her and pull her body back until her ass pressed against his front. She gasped when she felt his bulge pressing between her two ass cheeks. She tried to move away but he held her tight against him. Finally she gave up and allowed him to rub his penis against her ass. It actually felt good. She stiffened again when his fingers moved lower on her stomach. 

Tom bounced in the water as he humped Pat’s full round ass. He felt her relax and decided to go for it. His fingers moved lower on her stomach until he touched a soft cushion of pubic hair above her pussy. He started lower until she grabbed his wrist. “No.” She whispered. 

“Look at my wife touching your husband’s penis.” Tom whispered in her ear. “We should get even.” His logic must have made sense because her grip relaxed on his arm. She still held on but she did not stop it as his fingers moved under her pubic mound into the top of her slit. She gasped when he pressed against her clit. 

“TIMES UP! Kate yelled as she moved towards the three intertwined bodies. She saw them moving away from each other. She knew she had to touch someone and immediately grab someone else’s suit. She touched Bill’s foot as he tried to swim away. “Your IT!” It gave her enough time to reach out and touch the back of another person swimming away. She laughed when she grabbed the bottom of Mary’s bikini. It pulled down and almost off of her white ass. 

“KATE!” Mary screamed as she felt her bottoms being pulled down. She tried to lower her body but it was too late because they all had a clean shot at her ivory buttocks. 

“Sorry. It was an accident.” Kate laughed as she helped Mary pull them back up. They saw Bill heading their way and immediately touched the other ones ass. 

Ron was separated from Kate and Mary and headed immediately towards Tom and Pat. He moved face up to Pat and put both of his hands up to cup her covered mounds. “Hi honey having fun?” He asked his wife who was panting. She opened her eyes and smiled as she nodded her head. She couldn’t talk. 

Pat gasped as she felt her breasts being fondled by her husband as Tom’s fingers flicked against her clit and his bulge rubbed in and out of her ass. God. How did she get into this she wondered. 

At first Mary and Kate barely was touching the others ass. “So this is what Ron has been admiring all those years.” Kate whispered as she moved her tiny hand down and around Mary’s small but firm buttock. She gently squeezed it. 

‘Yes. And Tom has admired these for some time.” Mary laughed as she raised her hand up until it cupped around Kate’s left breast. 

Pat was almost ready to explode. She tried to hold back because she would be embarrassed to have a climax while everyone heard it. “Tom please stop.” She whispered as she once again grabbed his hand. “I’m getting close.” 

“I will but you have to touch me.” He whispered back. He kept his fingers pressing on her slit until her other hand reached behind her ass to squeeze his tool. He removed his fingers from her slit. Her fingers moved cautiously at first but soon were jerking him up and down. I can make you come first she thought. 

At first Mary had touched Kate’s breast in fun but marveled at the softness compared to her own smaller breasts. The light touches became an all-out caressing. Kate’s fingers on her friend’s ass matched Mary's aggression as they squeezed and rubbed. 

Kate wished they were naked because she had always wanted to experience some messing around with another female. She knew this probably going to be her only chance so she moved her fingers under Mary’s ass and through her opened thighs. She heard Mary gasp when her fingers slid up into her covered camel toes. “What’s wrong? Do you like what I’m doing?” Kate laughed and whispered to her long time friend. 

Tom could see his wife and Kate going at each other under water. Mary’s eyes closed and her mouth opened. Shit. It looked as if Kate was fingering her pussy. He had to get over there. He saw Bill looking at his watch and pulled Pat’s fingers from his prick. He dashed down and around Bill before he could react. He was standing in front of his wife before Bill could touch him. His fingers immediately moved down Mary’s front to her pussy. He found Kate’s fingers moving up and down Mary’s slit. “Hi. Can I join you?” He asked as his fingers meshed with Kate’s. 

“TIMES UP!” Bill yelled as he dove towards Pat and Ron. Ron smiled and stood while Bill tagged him. 

“I know I’m IT.” He said while moving aside to allow Bill to join his wife. He had never seen Pat this turned on before. Maybe Bill could warm her up even more? 

Pat didn’t complain as one of Bill’s hands captured her breast and the other dove down between her thighs. Her legs opened to give him free access to her womanhood. She looked at her husband who was smiling as another man touched her intimately. She smiled back and closed her eyes. Her own hand searched until she found Bill’s hardness. 

Mary’s body shook as the explosion started between her thighs and moved rapidly up her chest to her mouth. She screamed. “OH SHIT! I’M COMING!” Kate and Tom continued to push against her hot oven until she came again. “AGAIN!” She screamed. 

“ME TOO!” Was all Pat could muster out of her mouth as Bill’s fingers brought her over the edge. Her hand on Bill’s prick moved rapidly as she felt his body tense and his fingers freeze touching her pussy. “AAGGHHH!” He grunted as he filled his trucks with his happy juices. 

Things got earthly silent as they all realized what had just occurred. Their harmless game had turned into something a lot more. The game had raised their friendships to a new level. Hands moved back and bodies drifted away from each other. They all lowered their bodies in the water until only their heads stuck out. Without planning it they all moved towards each other in the center of the pool. Their hands found the hands next to them as they connected in one big circle. Finally Tom spoke. 

“What’s next?” 

They all thought about it until Mary answered. 

“How about Hide and Seek?”

Note from Slickman: I hope you liked this little story of adults returning to their childhood. Let me know if you liked it and if you want the friends to play an adult version of hide and seek. Also, write and let me know if you have any other games they can play together. Maybe pin the tail on the donkey? Don’t forget to vote. 



You're It



She was in quite a mood. Damn, what a day! And the fucking traffic... all the way home, bumper to bumper. What I need is some serious pampering, she thought.

She came through the door looking for him. Hmmm, he wasn't in the living room or the kitchen. She heard the TV going in the bedroom... the sound of baseball making her groan. "Just great," she thought, "another fucking game on TV meaning no sex or conversation let alone pampering." 

He was laying face down on the bed wearing only a pair of sweat pants, his eyes glued to the TV in front of him. "Hey" she said. A short grunt was the only response.

A plan started forming in her mind. "Can I get you a beer?" she asked. 

"Uh, yeah," he replied, wondering what she was up to since he knew she got pissed when he got too involved with watching a game. She came back into the bedroom with two bottles of beer in her hands. A shit-eating grin was on her face.

He eyed her cautiously while taking the beer from her hand. "What are you smiling about? You doing shots in the kitchen again?" he asked.

"Mmmmm, maybe," she said. "Let me rub your back for you, OK?" she said. 

He shifted his body back around so he could watch the game. She climbed on top of him, her legs straddling his ass and began to massage his neck and shoulders. He continued to watch the game intensely, taking a swig from his beer every now and then. 

Her hands moved down his back, rubbing all along his spine. His muscles relaxed and he sighed. "This is great," he thought. "What a super girl I've got." 

She moved off of him and said something about being right back. He sighed and continued to watch the game. He heard her come back into the bedroom but couldn't move his eyes from the TV screen. 

Suddenly he felt her grab his sweat pants and pull them down around his ankles, leaving his ass exposed. He glanced back to see what she was up to and was shocked to see her wearing a rubber glove, a jar of vasoline in her other hand. She scooped a bunch up with the gloved hand, her other hand grabbing his ass cheeks and spreading them. The gloved hand smeared vasoline up and down his crack, spending extra time rubbing lube around his anus.

His cock was instantly hard. She scooped up more vasoline with her middle finger and he felt her circling his anus. "Dear Jesus, what are you doing?" he pleaded. Her only answer was to push her finger up his tight ass as far as she could. She pulled her finger out and then pushed it in again. He felt his cock jerk and start to throb. She moved her finger in and out a few more times, then reached around and flipped his body over.

She gazed at his cock, hard and throbbing and let her tongue lick just the head. "Well, now that I have your attention," she said, "I had a shitty day and need to take it out on someone. You're it."

Her nicely lubed finger moved up and down his crack, finally finding his asshole. Slowly she pushed her finger in him, at the same time, she opened her mouth wide and sucked his cock in. "God," he screamed. 

She pushed her finger in deep and curled it upward, looking for the elusive prostate. His whole body began to convulse, his cock harder than a rock, his breathing coming in quick pants. He began to scream as he felt his balls start to tighten; the head of his cock feeling like it was going to explode. "Oh My God," he screamed as he felt her wet mouth sucking him, her finger rubbing deep inside his ass. He grabbed her hair, feeling the head of his cock explode; his cum coming out in explosion after explosion, filling her mouth and spilling down her chin. 

She let his cock drop out of her mouth and pulled her finger out of his ass. His eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily, a high pitched girly sound coming out of his mouth. 

She moved up his body and her mouth met his. His tongue moved deep into her mouth and he eagerly tasted his cum. He felt a large aftershock go through his body as he lay there dazed, his mind incapable of coherent thought.



You're Joking, Right?



She timed her moment to perfection. Brad was idly sifting through a bunch of magazines looking for something to read while she watched a TV program he wasn't interested in when she matter-of-factly delivered the bombshell.

Ashley just grinned wickedly when she told him. She looked smug and superior, but she also knew things about Brad. She knew he thought she didn't know about it, because she hadn't mentioned it in the month that had passed since it happened. She knew that he would be shocked at first, but then come around to her idea. Most importantly, she knew what Brad had done with her sister.

"I know what you and Gemma did."

It was the last thing he expected to hear. He looked up slowly, trying to figure out what to say. He'd had weeks of thinking about what he would say to her if she found out, and still didn't have a good story. "Well, I guess you were bound to find out," he sighed. "Gemma told you?"

"She did." Ashley let the torture of the moment hang there as Brad wondered what was going to happen. "She said you were very kind, very helpful with her dare, and then you fucked her brains out. She said it was amazing."

"It was." Brad swallowed. "I didn't know she was your sister."

Ashley turned away from him in mock disgust. "Like you should have done that with any girl?"

Brad knew he shouldn't have, and didn't say a word. The tension in the room had come from nowhere and his heart was thumping. He loved being with Ashley but knew he was in danger of losing her. Almost a full minute passed before she spoke.

"I've been thinking about it." She met his eyes intensely now. "I think you owe me for that little indiscretion. I think that as a punishment you should do whatever I want for one night. You think that might make up for fucking my sister."

Before he agreed to the slavery Brad asked her what she had in mind, dreading the answer. When she told him, he didn't quite know whether he'd got off lightly or she'd come up with the worst revenge idea ever. "I want you to have sex with me, do everything I command. And I want it all to be on video."

"You're joking... right?" Brad searched her face for a punch line but there was none.

"I'm deadly serious." Her eyes narrowed to emphasize he thoughts. "I've always wanted to make a tape of me having sex, now I'll be able to direct it and you'll have to do everything I want you to."

Brad looked at Ashley's beautiful face, scanned her gorgeous body and thought of the hottest nights of sex he'd ever known. Be filmed or lose her? The choice was obvious, but still made him quake. "Okay, I'll do it."

*****

Brad still didn't know quite what to expect when he knocked on the door of Ashley's apartment three days later. He figured being filmed having hot sex with her could be a lot of fun, but he also harbored some self-doubt. What if he got too self-conscious of the camera and couldn't perform?

Ashley answered the door with a huge, excited, smile, kissed him and ushered him inside. It was only a mild surprise that she was dressed in a T-shirt and sweat pants. He had been expecting something a little more exotic. The real surprise came as he walked into her lounge. Standing with a soda in one hand and a video camera in the other was Ashley's sister, Gemma. Only having time to notice the pink shirt, tight jeans and huge grin Gemma was wearing, Brad twisted around to see what Ashley's reaction to this was. "It's okay," she explained. "I asked Gemma to do the filming. So much better than just having a camera on a tripod, don't you think? Anyway, it's not like you need to be shy in front of her, not after the encounter the two of you had."

Brad was about to complain, but bit his tongue. He'd agreed to this penalty for his misbehavior and knew he at least had to make a good attempt at going through with it, despite the additional discomfort being piled on by the devious Ashley. There was no denying the dread he was feeling at having to take directions from Ashley while her sister filmed his every last movement.

"Anyway," Ashley's tone lightened, "Cora will be here in a few minutes, and then we can get started."

"Cora?" Brad's face expressed even more disbelief.

"Yes. I was telling her about our little arrangement for this movie and she said she'd love to be here when we were filming. So I invited her." Ashley looked even smugger and sounded like she'd just invited a friend to coffee. "You don't mind do you?"

Brad slumped into an armchair, resigned to his fate and wondering if there was any way he could possibly enjoy this. Cora was one of Ashley's best friends. She was hardly in the class of the sisters when it came to looks, but she did have an amazing body that Brad had noticed on more than one occasion.

"We're going to do it in here," Ashley announced when Cora had joined them and Gemma had switched on the video light. "I think all the action should take place on the sofa, so you can sit there now Brad." Trying not to let too much of his lack of enthusiasm show, Brad shifted from his chair to the sofa. "Okay, start filming. Brad, I want you to stand up and strip off slowly. No need to make it look like a strip, just like you're getting undressed will do."

Brad was less nervous than he expected to be at this point, starting to unbutton his shirt, but he was also a lot less excited than he imagined he would be, undressing for the camera. By the time he had kicked off his shoes and started to pull down his jeans he was beginning to wonder what Ashley would say about his limp cock. He was sure that wasn't what she had in mind for this little exercise.

As his briefs were discarded and he stood before his audience naked and tiny, Brad felt the camera's burning eye examining his flaccid cock. "Get in close Gemma, plenty of close-ups. Remember that."

"Is that the best you can do?" Ashley looked faintly amused. "I want you to get it hard for us. Play with yourself Brad."

He did as he was told, taking his cock in his hand and massaging it. He could tell almost immediately that this wasn't going to have the effect desired by Ashley very quickly, but he continued to stroke and massage, however small the improvement in his stiffness was. He closed his eyes and started to concentrate on how he was about to fuck a beautiful woman, on camera, when his director spoke out again.

"What's it going to take to get it up Brad?" He saw her, not quite mocking him, but obviously enjoying this. It was revenge after all. "I thought you liked showing girls how it goes up? You want Cora to flash her tits for you? Would that work? Or maybe Gemma's hand would work. I heard that worked pretty well before."

It was the memory of his encounter with Gemma that made the difference. As he thought back to how she held him gently as he rose to full erection, his growth started. Feeling the swelling start, Brad gently started to stroke and encourage more elevation as he closed his eyes and started to find the situation of getting a hard on in front of three women very much a turn on. He opened his eyes to see Cora biting her lip, eyes glued to his groin, Gemma behind the camera and Ashley grinning wildly. "Make sure you get all of that Gemma," she instructed. "Every last twitch."

When he reached full erection Brad stopped stroking and took away his hand, revealing his full eight inches, straight up and hard as a rock, the head nicely red with the rush of blood. At the base of his cock, his balls were full and round, completing the classic image of monster hard on.

"That's much better." Ashley cooed now. "Turn around, let's see it from the side. Close-up Gemma, don't forget." Brad turned a little and let the camera capture him from various angles. "Stroke it a little for us Brad. Not too much, I don't want you coming too soon. Stroke for the camera while I get dressed. I'll be with you in just a few seconds."

Ashley rushed off to the bedroom leaving Gemma filming and Cora's unblinking eyes not leaving his cock for a moment. As he gently stroked himself under their intense scrutiny, Brad began feeling the excitement he expected, the feeling of doing something new and sexually very different for him. He allowed himself to think about what Ashley had planned for the first time since the evening started to unfold. Did it involve Gemma and Cora?

Brad's jaw dropped when Ashley stepped back into the room. Gone were her jeans and T-shirt, replaced by a see-through black teddy and matching thong panties. Knowing exactly the impression she had created, Ashley strode confidently towards him and into the camera's shot. Pausing only to give Brad's cock the lightest of brushes with her hand, she turned to face the camera.

Brad watched as she let her hand push on her breasts inside the teddy. In front of him, his cock was almost aching with the pressure his hard on was creating. Ashley was harshly pinching her own nipples in front of his eyes, making them hard and big under the see-through material. "You like these Brad?" she smiled. "Why don't you squeeze them a little for me?"

Brad did as he was asked, kneading her breasts and pulling hard on the nipples that felt like hazelnuts between his fingers. Ashley gave a huge sigh as he worked her firm and slow. He could see in her face she was excited as he'd ever known her as she closed her eyes in pleasure at his touch. For the first time that night, Brad forgot that Gemma was there, with the camera and started to get lost in the extreme heat of the moment.

"Take this off for me," Ashley instructed, pulling up on the teddy. "Then you can suck on these nipples a little. They need some good attention."

Brad obediently pulled the teddy over her head and revealed her beautifully round and perfectly shaped breasts. Her nipples were always pretty big and easy to find but tonight they were positively impossible to miss as he stooped to take the first one in his mouth.

Ashley was itching to touch Brad's cock, it looked so strong and hard, and when he started sucking on her it was all she could do not to reach down and start stroking him. She wanted to retain control though, and had to content herself with grasping his ass and pulling his head down to give her other nipple some attention.

"I hope you're getting all this Gemma?" Ashley wasn't breathing quite so easily all of a sudden. "God you're good at that Brad. Bite them a little now, let the camera see your teeth pull on them."

Brad was conscious of Gemma moving closer to get a better angle of his mouth and the breast Ashley was now pushing up into it. He heard Gemma say "God this is hot" as she bent her knees to get a lower shot of his burning hot cock as it touched the pure skin of Ashley's thigh. "I'm getting wet just watching you two."

Brad nibbled and sucked more on Ashley's breasts, now in a state where he was completely aware of the camera, but any last thought of it getting in the way of his pleasure or what he was doing to Ashley was lost. As Ashley directed her nipples into his mouth he reached out and started to run his hands over her ass, something he knew was always a big turn on for her. When he traced his fingertips up and down the top of her inner thigh Ashley started to pull away from him a little.

"I need to sit down now," she gasped, easing back to sit at the edge of the sofa and lie back. "Why don't you come on down here and have something to eat?"

A huge smile crossed Brad's face as he looked down at the small triangle of black silk covering Ashley's pussy. Without a word he knelt in front of her and started to touch the skin around her thong with both hands, his gaze not moving from the mound she so eagerly wanted pleasing. Brad let the fingers of one hand press lightly onto the silk and felt Ashley urgently press back up to meet his fingers. Her face was blushed—her breathing heavy and Brad couldn't remember her ever being quite as turned on as that moment.

He eased a fingertip under one side of her panties and ran it all the way up the side, pulling the material away from her pussy. Ashley squirmed and without opening her eyes spoke to Gemma for the first time in several minutes, "God, I hope you're getting all of this."

"Every second of it," Gemma reassured from her position four feet from Ashley's pussy.

Slowly Brad took hold of the sides of Ashley's panties and pulled them away from her as she raised her hips to help him. The shaved pussy that awaited him raised another smile. Ashley was always neatly trimmed, but clean shaven was new for her. She knew he loved shaven and it was obviously a treat for him, and the camera. As she settled back on the sofa Ashley opened her legs wide for him, giving him an even better view of her excited sex. He could almost smell the wetness from her and it was all he could do not to plunge his fingers as deep as he could right there and then.

He pushed Ashley's legs even further apart as he brought both hands down and placed his palms on either side of her delicious looking pussy. Brad spread his fingers upwards towards her tummy and used his thumbs to pull apart her lips so he could see her soaking pink pussy, smiling at the prospect of tasting her now. Keeping Ashley's legs wide apart and stretched open, Brad eased his tongue down to her and began lapping at her with long, slow strokes of his tongue. By the time the tip of his tongue found the swollen bud of her clit Ashley was lifting her hips and forcing her pussy up towards her face.

Brad knew he could make her come at will now and eased the pressure of his tongue's strokes. He let the thumb of his left hand sink slowly and deeply into her as he repositioned his right hand to take a grip of her ass and squeeze. Now as he started to push his thumb in and out of her he restarted his tongue flicking at her clit. As her hips rose again to meet his face he squeezed harder on her ass and licked on her clit, almost tasting her climax, she was so close now.

Ashley knew she was coming too. She wanted to come now more than she had ever known. The combination of being watched by her sister and best friend, the camera and Brad's moves were blowing her mind in a way she never expected. She wanted to tell Gemma to get as close as possible for her moment, but no longer had the capacity to do anything but breathe as the heat of orgasm started to burn through her like a wildfire. She felt Brad's thumb easing in and out of her as he teased her clit. She wondered what it would look like when she saw the film, and then she felt the unavoidable rush of electricity through her blood as the climax began.

Brad felt every muscle in her body freeze as she came. It was almost as if she stopped breathing, then had to catch up as her body allowed her some control again. He kept licking at her and pushing his thumb into her as far as it would go all through her orgasm. Through her panting Ashley managed a quiet, "oh fuck" as she started to relax from the climax.

"You like that baby?" He eased his body up to meet her eager tongue as she kissed him and tasted herself on him.

Ashley's hand urgently reached down and found his rock hard cock, pulling on it a little and making sure he was ready for action. "That was amazing. Gemma said you made her come like she'd never known. Now I know what it was like for her, doing something a little naughty and getting off. Amazing. And we're only just starting too." She smirked as she started to ease up from her prone position, resting herself on the edge of the sofa and offering her wet sex to Brad. "Come inside Brad, show the camera how your cock slides in."

Back on his knees in front of her, Brad took his cock in his hand and edged towards the glistening pussy in front of him. He knew Gemma was zooming in on him but didn't care. All he wanted was to be inside Ashley. When the head of his cock touched her open lips he rubbed himself up and down a few times, coating himself in her, then he slowly started the long plunge inside her.

She felt like a tight silk glove as he thrust as far as he could and began to withdraw. Ashley had always been into good sex and been an awesome lover but this was a whole new ballgame for them, and all good. She continued to lie back and let him move inside her at will. He felt bigger than normal and she wanted Gemma to get some good clear close-ups of his cock moving in and out of her. Looking down to see almost his whole length disappear into her and come back out glistening in her juices was a sight that was beginning to make his balls tingle.

Ashley sensed the same thing and sat up, pulling back a little so Brad's cock popped out of her. "I don't want you to come yet," she insisted. "I want to get some film of you fucking me from behind." She placed her knees on the sofa, her hands on the back and turned away from him. "Gemma, make sure you get a close up of his balls slamming into me."

As Brad again lined up his cock to enter Ashley, he took a quick look at Gemma and Cora. Gemma was trying hard to stick to her filming but her shirt was pulled out of her jeans and Cora was unashamedly massaging herself beneath her skirt as she watched the action.

He slipped back into her as easily as the first time, up to the hilt and filling her. He paused before he withdrew for the first time, noting the pure skin of her back that led down to the perfect roundness of her ass cheeks that he was buried between. After a few long strokes of nearly pulling the head of his cock out of her before he thrust in again Brad lifted one leg onto the sofa, opening his legs and allowing Gemma to get behind him for the shot Ashley asked for. Knowing how dangerous it might be for him to thrust any faster than he was, he tried hard to slam into her without getting to the point of no return.

Ashley reached back and sampled his balls, noting how tight they were. "Don't you dare come Brad. Much as I want you inside me, I want you to save that cream for the camera today."

Brad closed his eyes while he thrust his hips for her, trying to calm the rising fire and savor the moment. Ashley had given him total control of their rhythm, gently easing herself back and forward as he pulled and pushed on her hips. She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. "How's this as a punishment for fucking my little sister?"

Brad smiled back, not feeling that words were required at that moment. Still, this made fucking Gemma even sweeter than it had already been.

"He sure knows what he's doing with that cock." Gemma's voice came from behind him. For Brad it was hard to say which of their pussies was sweeter, but he was sure glad to know both of them. "You ready for me?" The thought of fucking both sisters was getting too much for him.

In a split second Ashley had pulled off his cock and come around to face it. She wrapped one hand around it while the other cupped his balls. Looking up at him, she took his cock between her lips until its head bumped up against the roof of her mouth. Slowly she pulled her mouth off him, running her tongue along the bottom of his shaft and swirling around the head as he came back into sight. "Feels like you're ready Brad." She tested his balls again. "I want you to come like you've never before, shoot that come all over me."

Brad looked down at her, smiling up at him, stroking him lightly. He was incredibly close and when he looked over to see what Gemma was doing he crossed the line. Ashley licked his steel-like shaft and stroked him while her other hand started to pull gently on his retracted balls, increasing the sensations and drawing his orgasm out as long as possible. He felt like he was submerging in hot water as the feeling made its way through his nervous system, setting fire to every muscle and making his cock start to jump in Ashley's hand long before he started to spurt.

"Come on baby, give it to me," was the last thing he heard before his vision blurred and his balls started to pump. The first spurt cleared Ashley completely, shooting up in a white arc over her shoulder. The second spurt caught her on the cheek and the third splashed hot white come all over her breasts. She managed to coax another two spurts from his rock hard cock before the last of his come seeped from him. Ashley expertly took his cock into her mouth and vigorously rubbed his balls, getting the very best out of the biggest orgasm of his life.




You're Joking, Right?



He had no option but to join her on the sofa, drained. Ashley kept hold of his cock and pulled him close with her arm. "Man, you did a great job there. You should think about a movie career." She laughed. "We should have some fun watching that later."

Brad looked over to where Gemma was still filming, struggling to keep the camera steady with one hand, the other plunged down the front of her jeans and moving rhythmically. Cora was nowhere to be seen and Brad presumed she was either in the bedroom or the bathroom getting herself off.

Ashley continued to massage his deflating cock as they watched Gemma, still filming them but rubbing herself furiously with her hand now. She finally gave a small whimper, stiffened and sighed as she came. Switching the camera off, she smiled over to them. "God that was so hot. I can't wait until we can all watch this. Think we should get popcorn and beer?"

As his breathing returned to normal Brad looked into Ashley's eyes. "So, if this was my punishment this time, what would I get if I screwed Gemma again?"

Ashley smiled wildly. "I'm not sure. I guess it would depend whether or not I got to film you while you screwed her."



You're Late!



"You're late!"

The words spit out at me from the open doorway. Dana's hands rising up to rest on her hips as she glares at me. I try not to look but the movement draws my attention to the item clutched in her left hand.

"We expected you much, much earlier."

I nod but respectfully do not say a word, keeping my eyes downward where I can again sneak a glance at the long tail that hangs along her left leg. My response appears to appease her and she takes a step back. This allows room for me and I enter brushing against her robe covered body as I do.

The door slams shut behind me, accompanied by the thud of the held object dropping to the floor, and I turn to face Dana. Lifting my eyes just in time to see the last of the arc, as her hand slaps across my face. The force staggers me and I find myself looking at the floor before her hand jerks my head back up by the hair.

"What makes you think YOU can rearrange schedules without permission?!?"

Her hand twists my hair tighter and holds me in place as she slaps me again and again. My left cheek soon hot and burning, tears forming with the suddenness of her assault. Apparently satisfied, she holds me face with both hands and stares into my eyes.


Dropping them, but not her eyes on mine, she speaks. "Well?"

"I... I'm... sorry. It was unexpected and I..."

My excuse cut off first by the blaze that ignites in her eyes then by the slap that sends me sideways and to the floor. 

"You fuckin' bitch!" 

My hair almost ripped out by the roots with the force she employs to bring me back to my feet. My return to a standing position short lived as she swings me by the hair at the door. I hit it with a loud bang and bounce backwards onto my ass.

Dana's hands again on her hips as she paces before me, her heels rapping on the hardwood as she leers at me. Weighting her options, she is motionless before me. I'm on my hands and knees, breathing deeply to ease some of the pain while a tear down my cheek fleetingly soothes a very small section of my cheek. 

Both of us silent now. From an unseen room the sound of a whip whistles in the air, finds its mark and followed by a low moan that sends a chill through me. Dana hears it too and see's my reaction. A reaction repeated each time with each muted whistle and moan.

Her foot kicks the long tail at me and it rolls by my knee.

"Well...?"

I pick it up and slowly rise to my feet. I set it on the stand by the door and begin to undress, noticing for the first time the other pile of clothes beside the door. To this pile, I add my own until I am nude before Dana.

I stand with downcast eyes as she examines me, knowing that my nipples leave no doubt over my excitement as I see the hunger in her eyes. In this moment, I realize that the sounds from the other room have ceased. Straining to listen for any activity, Dana takes my chin in her fingers so that we are eye to eye.

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

Without moving my head, I reach and find the end of the tail. I lift it from the table and the long strands of dark hair dance along my leg. Raising it up and now holding it with both hands.

"Its already been lubed. Once." A small smile twisting the corners of Dana's lips. "But you may want to wet it a bit more first."

I bring the small end of the plug to my lips and I lick at it. Tasting the remains of the lube with the dark bitter flavor of ass. My mouth opens and I take more of it, wetting it as best I can.

"You better prepare yourself as well but don't be long." 

And with that, she turns and goes down the hall. I can't help myself and I look over her ass and legs as she strides out of sight. With a last glance my way before she enters the far room, "Don't make us wait...again."

My hand is quickly at my pussy, rubbing and fingering, drawing out my wetness. Wetness I coat my fingers with and then use on the plug along with my spittle. I spit several times on it as I massage between my legs. With my fingers wet again, I reach my hand back behind me and spread my slickness over my asshole.

A finger explores briefly, then I bring the plug back and replace my finger with it. The blunt end at my ass, I rotate it as I push my hips back and pull it forward. Gasping as I fight it inside me, my spit and juice helping but not much.

Relaxing as best I can but its not enough and I feel as if I'm about to tear open at its intrusion. However, the knowledge of what awaits me drives me on and I don't relent in my efforts. I double over as it stretches me, the ever widening triangle surrounded by the white-hot ring burning around it.

Each beat of my heart is like a pounding on an empty barrel. The booming of it reminding me that you are waiting and I dare not keep you any longer than absolutely necessary. With that fear growing, I push and finally feel my ring gratefully closing and locking on the small circle before the base of the tail.

I stand erect, shaking and sweating with the effort required to ready myself for you. My feet making no sound as I retrace Dana's steps down the hall. The tail swinging behind me, softly caressing each leg in turn.

The room is the house's master bedroom, expansive so that the large four-poster bed seems tiny amid it. Dana is standing in the doorway that leads into the room's bath. She takes no notice of me and I patter my way towards her, my toes sinking into the thick plush of the carpeting.

The room smells of sex and my excitement notches up another level as it fills my senses. I see the rope hanging from one bedpost, along with the whip tossed on the bed near it. A nightstand is littered with several dildos and other toys, some of which look to have been used recently.

Dana spies me and beckons me. Standing beside her, I join her in watching the two occupants of the bathroom. 

Steam rises from the tub partially obscuring my vision as it circles about the room. But I recognize Judy, my mistress, along with a new plaything. The curtain drawn back, she is facing away from me and the wicked red rivers decorating her ass cheeks are clear for me to see. Standing with Judy seated on the edge of the tub, Judy's movements quick but careful as she shaves her.

Judy's eyes dart to me, the arrows of her unhappiness finding their mark just as Dana's hand jerks my head backwards and out of the room. In the middle of the open floor, Dana spins me to confirm the proper placement of the tail and checks its security with a tug. 

Facing her again, Dana grips both nipples with her fingers and pulls. And pulls. And pulls.

No words are spoken other than the grunts I can't restrain. The water filling the tub is turned off and I hear splashing, she being rinsed and washed clean no doubt.

"Dana come see."

Dana lets go and my tits bounce back. She takes one sideways step and then slaps me across my right cheek. "Stay here." And Dana slaps me again to ensure that I understand.

Muffled conversation from the other room while I wait and I strain to hear. 

"Do you like?"

"Mmmm, yes. Much better I think."

"I agree. And now she is ready, or at least I am."

With that, the three of you come into the room. She is dripping still from the bath and I sneak a look at her. Short red hair and ivory skin, slightly smaller than me. But larger boobs with puffy, pink, silver-dollar sized areola's. Her nipples pointed but not as prominent as my own. My age, perhaps a little younger. 

As she passes closer, I see that her skin is flawless except where you decided it shouldn't be. Her face half red, both breasts flushed with large splotches of color. The ass, I already had seen its markings.

Her finger and toes nails painted a bright green that would otherwise seem gaudy, maybe gross, but with her hair and skin, lovely. Lipstick, the bright red that Judy favors, smeared and dull, needing refreshed. I see that some of the lipstick is accounted for on Judy's areola's and lips. 

"Jenny this is Stacy. Stacy, Jenny. Stacy can really fuck, can't she Dana?"

Stacy leans forward and kisses me. The kiss open and without question or hesitation. Her tongue filling my mouth.

"Yes she can. And she can take a good beating as well. As Judy is discovering."

I taste Judy and Dana on her. My mouth sucking at her tongue.

"See?  She already wants to fuck you." Dana's words accompanied with a knowing chuckle.

"But I'm not done with her." 

My suction on Stacy's tongue no match for Judy as she pulls her back and away from me. Judy's hand on her upper arm guides her towards the bed where Judy turns Stacy so that her back is to it before pushing her to her knees. Stacy tilts her head as Judy parts her legs and steps closer.

Watching Judy's hands on the top of Stacy's head, I feel Dana's take a similar position on mine, slowly turning me to face her. I can just see Judy and Stacy out of the corner of my eye, even though doing so threatens another outburst from Dana. 

Judy's head falls backwards as I hear, "Mmmmm, oh yes, that's it. Use your lips to hold it and suck." Judy's hands holding Stacy's head as her hips rock forward and back. My sight of them lost as Dana demands my full attention.

First one, then the other breast is slapped. Her hand coming straight down past my face as she warms them. After five or six blows, she cups my left breast, holding it up with her left hand, so better to keep it still for the slapping by the right.

With a twist of my nipple, she pulls me towards her. Her hand grasping my chin to turn my face towards the bed in time to see Judy with a handful of Stacy's hair. Pulling her head back and giving her three quick slaps across her face before bringing Stacy back to her pussy. A smile on Judy's face as she looks to us, "Oh, she has potential."

Dana's hands on my shoulders pushes me down to my knees. I lean in to lick at her pussy but she grabs a quick handful of my hair and treats me to a duplication of Judy's slaps at Stacy. Those are immediately followed by others from the left as my hair falls free of her grip.

As my head flies to the right, I see Judy reaching over to the nightstand. Another slap and I see the tube in her hand. 

"I think she deserves a nice fisting after such a good licking. And her bare pussy is just so inviting."

Dana has removed her robe and wraps the belt around my neck, leaving a foot of excess belt on either end. Her foot in my back pushes me to my hands and she mounts my back. Pulling back on the belt, it tightens about my throat then pulls me towards the other side of the room.

"Let's go bitch."

With Dana's weight on my back, I begin to move along the ground. Carrying her as her ankles hook under my belly. Again the belt is pulled, this time as she reaches back to slap my ass.

She directs me towards the full length mirror on the wall and I watch myself carry Dana forward. She riding high, using the belt for balance as she repeatedly slaps my ass to urge me on. In the reflection, I can also make Judy and Stacy out. Judy's left hand spreading lube over her right hand and wrist.

Dana sees it too and she holds me facing the mirror. We watch Stacy rise, sit then lay her upper body back on the bed. Her legs spread wide and hanging over the side.

Dana lays prone on my back, her breasts smashed between us, and whispers in my ear. "I'm going to beat and use you like never before. You can watch your mistress fist my bitch, and I may fist you afterwards, but it will come at a price." Her long tongue probes my ear, making my pussy tingle and flood, before finishing, "Tell me you want it."

"I...want...it." The words torn as if my mouth had been glued shut. My tongue thick and dry.

"You want what?" The belt pulled tighter and the image before me of Judy lowering her hand and sliding two fingers inside Stacy.

"I want you...to beat me...fuck me..." Swallowing hard once they leave my lips.

I watch Judy push another finger in amid the beginning of a deep soul kiss when Dana slaps my ass again and tugs my face away from the mirror. She rides me to each corner of the room, slapping my ass relentlessly each time I turned around.

I can hear Stacy's moans and Judy's words of encouragement and delight as she worked Stacy's pussy. Dana not allowing me to watch, only permitting occasional peeks as I turned about. Then, as we approached the foot of the bed, she got off me and walked ahead of me to reach for the rope tied to the near bedpost. Dana stood there several moments with the rope in her hand, watching the two women on the bed.

"Oh Dana, she is tight. Don't you fuck your bitch?"

Dana's response was lost to me as she bent forward and rested her elbows on the footboard. Her hands reached back and spread her cheeks and I moved forward instinctively. Rimming and sucking at Dana's asshole while she remained in that position.

Over her back, I could catch glimpses of Judy and Stacy. Stacy's face one of extreme concentration and joy. Judy's hand almost hidden inside her, twisting it left and right with the fat part of her hard stretching Stacy's pussy wide open.

My tongue twisting and turning around Dana's ass, wetting it and loosening it. Judy turns to face me and I see her plunge your hand inside Stacy, making Stacy cry out in pleasure. My tongue plunges at Dana's ass in kind and she, likewise, emits a moan of contentment.

"Now watch me fist your bitch, Dana. Let's see how she takes it." 

I watch Judy's forearm flex, knowing that a fist was formed inside her, then she pushes and pulls it at her. Stacy now alive on the bed, riding Judy's hand with eyes and mouth wide open. Gasping in shock, surprise and pleasure with each thrust of Judy's fist inside her.

Her lips wrapped around Judy's wrist, Judy lifts her up several inches off the bed. Then I see her left hand squeeze more lube where the wrist meets her lips and spread it around several inches up her forearm. Finished, Judy's slick thumb toys with Stacy's clit as she pounds her pussy even harder and deeper.

Stacy flops back on the bed, crying out over and over, and I know she is experiencing a very intense orgasm. This seems to signal to Dana that my time to view this is over and she rises back up, turning to face me.

"Stand up."

My knees and leg muscles protest, stiff from being on them for so long, but I rise up for her. She looks me in the eyes and tells me that Stacy received a long beating before being given her release. My beating, since I wasn't here.

I catch the twitch of her breast, twitching from the stress of an arm pulled back. Then I catch the flat of her hand flush on my left cheek, and I fall sideways from the force. Not enough to lose my footing, but close enough for the second one to do so.


As she slaps me about the room, never letting me completely stand up straight, Dana tells me that I deserve this and that I should be honored that Judy is allowing her to deliver my punishment. 

My body aches from hitting the floor as much as from her blows. Several times, her foot pushes me flat and she moves to the other side to find fresh flesh to warm and redden. At one point, she is on her knees behind me, holding me upright and gleefully slapping my chest until my breasts are bright red and on fire.

It's in this position that I watch Stacy sitting beside Judy on the bed, gently holding her right arm while licking Judy's fingers and hand. Cleaning up after her fisting. Judy giving her small soft kisses on the neck and shoulder as a reward.

I'm on my back then, Dana rolling me over and turning me at the same time. With her knees trapping my arms beside me, she slaps my face from the left then the right.

My vision blurred, I'll pulled upright. My wrists tied then my arms raised up above my head. A second, perhaps third, pair of hands assisting. My bound wrists then tied to the bedpost, my body facing away from the bed itself. 

Hanging by the rope, fingers pull my right nipple out obscenely far where the bite of a clamp replaces the fingers; gasping for air, I have no time to adjust to its painful grip when the other nipple is likewise pulled and clamped. A small gold chain glitters and joins the two matching fasteners. Sparks fly behind my eyelids as the chain is yanked to check its security.

Several minutes pass as I recover and shake my head clear. Before me, I see Judy and Dana. Both with harnesses and thick, lifelike, but almost angry-looking, dildos swaying from their crotches. 

Judy faces me, speaking but I can't make out the words. With a nod of her head, I sense Stacy beside me then the cool soothing of her wet mouth on one of my breasts. I moan out in pleasure and my head rolls to rest on my arms.

But it doesn't last and I see Judy move closer and pull her away. All three of you now out of sight behind me on the bed.

And then I see the men standing against the far wall. Cocks hard and being pulled. Waiting until called.

The bed creaks behind me with movement upon it. While I can't see, I imagine you both taking Stacy in the pussy and ass. That image reinforced as the bed shakes and bumps with moans interjected along with them.

One man steps forward, beckoned. I twist my head and torso to follow him and can just make out the three of you piled behind me. As I thought, Stacy is being fucked by both of Dana and Judy at the same time.

The man stands bedside and Stacy stretches out. His hand moving faster as her mouth approaches, open wide. Her tongue now beckoning.

He cups his balls and grunts as his cum spurts out and into her waiting mouth. One, two, three, he empties his balls into her face. Most, but not all, collecting in her mouth.

He walks away and Stacy climbs out from between Judy and Dana. She comes round to me and holds my head as she brings her mouth to mine.

Our kiss is wet and sticky, sharing the cum. Her tongue pushing it into my mouth, my tongue pushing it back before I accept it all. Swallowing.

Stacy returns to the bed, sitting on the edge as another man comes forward. She is able to wrap her lips around the head of his cock just as his head falls back and his hips thrust forward.

Spent, he leaves and she returns. Our sharing continues as she feeds me like a baby bird. A sound behind us, then the bed is rocking again.

Another sound and Stacy returns to the bed. The next man already there and stroking. She opens for it and he sprays her, face and mouth. Letting me see it hit her cleanly.

I twist my head a bit more and see an ass, Judy's ass, rising and falling. Dana below, being fucked, both of you watching Stacy receive the cum bath. 

As with the others, she doesn't touch his cock, only remains motionless as he pumps himself out on her. Her pattern certain, the moment he steps back, she is on her feet and brings her prize to me.

This being the last man, there is no rush to this exchange and we swap back and forth several times. My mouth sticky but nowhere near the tackiness of her lips. When I have swallowed the remains, Stacy pulls back and smiles sweetly at me. Then she leans in and we kiss again, enjoying each other's lips and tongues in and of themselves.

The sounds behind me pick up. Dana moaning amid the steady tempo of Judy's grinding and pounding her with the dildo. Stacy's lips at my ear passes the words at the barely audible level, "I wish you could see. They are so into each other right now. And I don't think I've ever seen Dana submit as she is doing now."

Stacy had drawn out the "so", filling my ear with moist air, as if she had licked the word rather than utter it. That and knowing my mistress was finally enjoying a woman who had long held her fancy but whom seemed incapable of being fucked as you are doing to her now, had my mind reeling and my sex literally melting with my wetness oozing out along my inner thigh.

In other circumstances, I would have focused on the sensation of having her sweet body next to mine. But not today, not now. The now was just a couple of feet to my rear with all attention on the action occurring on the bed. My ability to view this limited, I instead rested my head on Stacy's shoulder to listen.




You're Late!



Judy's voice has joined with Dana's as you both close in on your climax. At times the gasps and moans distinguishable from the other but not always. Wet sounds and muffled embraces adding harmony to the squeaking of the bed. 

Stacy pulls on the chain, reminding me of it and reigniting the fireworks on my breasts. She tries to distract me with another kiss but the skin of my breasts is far too tender and I moan out even as her mouth covers mine. Its enough though to bring me over the edge, my body shaking uncontrollably as I cum without any stimulation directly on my sex below.

As I come down from the shattering orgasm, I hear Judy speak. "Get your ass back here!" With that, Stacy disappears.

My body limp, hangs from the rope. As I let the rope take my weight, I swing slightly and the bounds begin to rub my skin raw. This forces me back onto my toes to relief that discomfort. I shift from foot to foot in an attempt to lessen the pressure on my wrists.

My pain again forgotten as new sounds resound from the bed. First the sharp slap of an open palm on flesh, followed by a soft huff from the recipient of that slap. Then the sound of a body slamming down on the floor, whether pushed or fallen I can't tell. 

I sense the movement around me and rotate my head to see. Dana steps in front holding both harnesses with their fake, but very effective, cocks. She places them on the nightstand before searching around for something misplaced. 

As she passed, I saw Judy fall on top of Stacy sprawled out beside the bed. She lifts one of Stacy's legs and hold it between her breasts as Judy presses her sex to Stacy's. Judy humps and grinds her, sitting upright over her so Judy can bear down on her with her large, erect clit.

My view of this suddenly much better as Dana spins me 180 degrees. With a jerk, she gives my tail a hard pull; then another. 

"Time for this to come out so its not in the way."

The jerk repeated but this time she does not let go. Instead she exerts more pressure and I feel the plug start to spread my ass open again. Unlike its entrance, there is no incremental widening and my ring cries out in agony at its impending removal.

Oh but once the far end passes and gives way to a declining width! Then the sensation is one of emptying and loss; but also wonderful as it slides out. My knees weak, I shudder as it slips out of me.

When it is completely gone, I look to the bed again and see Judy continuing to take pleasure in fucking Stacy with her clit. Her hips undulating upon the younger woman as she pulls her hair and pushes her leg forward before her heaving chest.

"Come on bitch! Let's fuck! Show me you can fuck!"

Judy strains with the effort, driven on by the growing lust, but I see her still reach back and slap her hard across the mouth. In amazement, I wonder how Judy's hand made the whistling noise following the slap but then realize in sudden pain that it came from the whip behind me. With my attention on Judy and Stacy, Dana was free to find my ass with it.

A swoosh of the whip's leather straps again cuts the air and I feel each one as they spider-web over my ass. Again and again Dana brings the whip to bear on me, lighting my flesh with electric strings that remain in their wake. If not for my binds, I would not be capable of remaining upright.

Back on the floor, Judy gives Stacy short, hard thrusts. Stacy gasps along with Judy each time; her eyes closed while Judy's burn down into her. I can tell you're both close as Judy's hands close about her throat. With a final, "Come on..." Judy's body freezes and holds and I know you are cumming on her.

Dana turns me again and shows me the whip. Holding it up high, she twirls it about teasingly. Its motion arrested, she lowers it and presses the handle between my legs. Both hands gripping it, she lifts and moves the hard rod into my pussy.

I'm riding it as she uses all her strength to lift me on it. My feet leave the floor as its hardness presses into the wet folds of my sex. Then she pushes it back and forth, giving me another wave after wave of pleasure. But before I can crest, she stops and drops the whip to the floor.

Once again, my legs can't support me and I rely on the rope to keep me up. Dana smirks at me and I watch as she lifts her hand. With an open palm, she slaps my face. As I look back to her after the blow, I see her hand is now closed and she punches me in the side, the punch landing near my underarm at the level of my breast.

Dana's eyes blazing now as I moan in response to this blow. Judy beside her now, her face covered in sweat and flushed from fucking Stacy. Dana doesn't look but asks if Judy wants me now, or if she can have a little more time.

"Dana wants to hit you again Baby." Judy's hand touches my face and pushes strands of my hair back behind my ear. "And since I got to fuck her, I think I will let her." With that, she nods at Dana, "Go ahead."

This time Dana punches me in the face; hard. And I swing and sway, hanging like a rag doll with my jaw aching.

As my head rises up, I look into Judy's face, watching as she turns and kisses Dana long and deep.

"Now I want my bitch."

With Dana on my left and Stacy the right, my legs are spread for my mistress. My head rolls a bit as I try to follow her movements but I already know what to expect. And it comes quickly, the first stinging slap at my sex whose burst of electric opens my eyes and reignites my desire.

Her face held close to mine, I can't see the next slap, slaps, instead I'm transfixed with the sparkle in Judy's eyes that mark each one. If not for the hands holding my legs, I would be swinging about on the rope holding me. Fraying this way and that with the growing oferno I'm unable to flee from, or indeed resist. 

The softness of Judy's lips takes my attention for a second and I'm kissing with all my remaining strength. My clit massaged in this same moment while I struggle to maintain connected to my mistress by sucking her tongue. Its at the instant that I lose my tenious grip that the thunderclap of palm on open sex cuts open the air and my mind.

Whimpering as Judy returns to rubbing, her words spoken but each syllabel is like a knife that pierces my ear, stabs my brain while sending a molten tingling cord into the white hot blaze devouring my pussy. Every hair on my arms are on end as the words are repeated.

"Should I end it now Baby? Are you ready to cum?"

If I spoke, the language I used was unknown to me. Primal, most likely a scream, but understood. Ending the gentle massage, I can see the effort in Judy's face and neck as the quick, hard, short blows arrive. The furnace unable to contain the heat stoked beyond bearing, I'm blinded by the flashes of everything melting and dissolving by the uncheckable conflagulation. Blinded...deaf...dumb, hanging at last like the last fall leaf clinging not of its own will, needing only the next puff of wind to send it crashing to the ground.

Dana helps Judy lower me to the floor. Snatches of conversation register and I'm left with the thought of my spending the night in bed with Dana while Stacy stays with my mistress, further punishment for my earlier tardiness. Hands soft and caring, while the ropes are loosened from my wrists.

But then Judy's hand grips my hair and she drags me across the carpet onto the tile of the bathroom. Awakened from my near slumber but still powerless to control my limbs, she leans my back against the toilet bowl with my head above it. Judy straddles me and start to piss; hot, golden liquid splashing over me before becoming a puddle under me.

After she finishes, Dana takes her place and soaks me with her piss. She directs it straight at my face, ensuring that my hair absorbs much of it. When she finishes, she brings her pussy to my mouth and I lick and suck her to orgasm. 

She steps back to reveal Judy behind her. Judy turns to the bath and rubs the tub, filling it with hot water. Both her and Dana's hands take hold of me and I soon soaking in the lovely water. Washed by them with the water soothing my body.

Judy slaps me across the face and tells me to stand. Exiting the tub, I'm dried quickly with a fluffy white towel and left standing there. I wonder if I will get to pleasure Judy now but instead she lifts me up and carries me into the other room. With Stacy already curled up on the bed, I'm laid next to her. Pulling the covers up, Judy join me and holds me in her arms.

"Rest now, I'll fuck you shortly."



You're Late



"You're late" Rachel called out from the kitchen when she heard the front door close.

"I know," her husband Brad said. "I left my car charger in my briefcase at the office or I would have called you on the way home" he replied.

"Was that an excuse I just heard?" Rachel asked as she walked into the foyer to meet her husband of six months. She greeted him wearing her black push up bra, black crotch less panties, thigh high stockings and four inch pumps. She was holding a three bead handled red whip.

"I guess it was, I'm sorry" he said trying not to smile as he knew what that would bring on.

"Sorry my ass" she said as she walked around him and whacked him across the back of the legs with the whip.

"Ouch" her husband cried out.

"Ouch my ass, I think you're in need of another lesson my love. Respect in a marriage is very important. I work hard too and I don't appreciate being made to wait. So, get your ass in the bedroom and strip. Now!" she ordered. 

Brad immediately made his way to the bedroom. He stripped off his clothes and stood there waiting for his wife. He could not hide the raging hard on he now possessed knowing what she might have in store for him. Rachel made her husband wait as she went back into the kitchen to finish what she had been doing before he had gotten home. Brad stood quietly next to the bed as not to agitate his wife further. Rachel finally entered the bedroom ten minutes later, happy to see that her husband had obviously been thinking about what was to come.

"Against the wall" she ordered him. 

"Yes darling" he said as he took his place backed against the wall as she had demanded. Rachel fastened the ankle cuffs they had suctioned to the wall around him with the all too familiar "clicks". She then tied his hands above his heads with the silk sashes they had rigged up to his chin up bar that was hanging in the door way of the nearby bathroom. 

She tied them good and tight this time. She was going to make sure he didn't forget to call her and let he know he was running late next time, even if it meant stopping at a pay phone. Once he was secure, Rachel took the beaded end of the whip and placed it at Brad's Adams apple. She used it to trace slowly down to his throbbing cock.

"Hard or easy darling?" she asked.

"Easy" he replied knowing that the answer was probably a mistake the moment the word had left his mouth. Rachel smiled up at him. She stepped in front of him, her face mere inches from his, smiling at him all the while. She leaned in and gently kissed his lips. She then kissed each of his cheeks as she made her way to the hollow of his neck. Her breath was hot and moist. She sucked on his skin, gently at first, then harder and harder until it almost hurt. She was going to leave her mark on him! Brad moaned as she released her grip on his neck and continued her journey south. She left a trail of kisses down his chest, to his belly as she finally came to his massively erect cock. She licked her lips as she looked up at him.

"You ready baby?" She asked.

"Yes baby, so ready" Brad croaked. Rachel stood up and smiled at him. She walked over to the nightstand, took out her vibrator and positioned herself on the bed as she noticed a frown cross Brad's face.

"You need to be punished baby," Rachel told him as she spread her legs showing him her glistening slit. She took her vibrator, switched it on and placed it on her sweet spot. 

"You need to understand darling," she began "that it takes time and preparation to race home from work, prepare dinner and have it ready for you when you come home. When you are late, it throws everything off schedule and you know how I like to stick to my schedules don't you?" she asked as she ran the head of the giant toy up and down against her clit. Brad nodded his head, his gazed transfixed on the massive toy making his wife wetter and wetter.

"Good," she said as she slipped her toy inside her aching pussy, making herself catch her breath as she came. Brad moaned.

"What baby?" she asked.

"I want to be your toy" he answered.

"Are you going to forget to call when you're going to be late again?" she asked smiling at him.

"No, never" he promised.

"Good" she replied as she worked the giant member faster and faster making herself cum again. Brad started pulling at the silk bindings.

"Wait love" Rachel told him as she continued fucking herself even harder.

"It's not fair babe, you're going to make me cum if you're not careful" he warned her.

"That'll be too bad for you" she said breathlessly as she smiled at him. Seeing the tortured look on his face really turned her on. Rachel slid the vibrator out of her sopping wet pussy and laid it on the night stand. She got up off of the bed and went to her husband. She kissed him slowly, her mouth wet and eager. When her lips left him she smiled.

"I'll be right back" she said as she walked across the room and out of the bedroom door. She heard his moan from the living room. Another smile crossed her lips. After another ten minutes she returned from the kitchen to release him from his shackles. She was holding a wooden kitchen spoon.

"I'm going to make sure you've learned your lesson" she said slapping the spoon against the palm of her hand. "Assume the position" she commanded. Her husband went to the bed and laid down on it, face up. Rachel straddled him at the neck. Brad moved his hands up to grab her tits. She reached back and smacked him on the thigh. A whimper escaped him.

"Did I tell you to touch me?" she asked. Brad shook his head.

"You know the rules. Don't make me spank you again." She warned. She inched herself up closer to Brads mouth. Brads hands went up again, this time to her hips. Rachel smacked him again with the spoon, this time on the hip.

"You're asking for it" she told him as she positioned herself directly over his eager mouth. Brad laid the palms of his hands flat against the bed. Rachel sank her pussy down onto her husband's mouth and gave him what he so obviously craved. Brad feverishly licked and sucked her as she rode his face. Rachel came again and Brad lapped up her juices. His hand instinctively went to his rock hard dick. Rachel abruptly rose up off of his face and moved over onto the bed next to her husband.

"Turn over" she demanded. Brad did as she instructed. Rachel delivered four powerful blows to his ass with the wooden spoon leaving two perfectly shaped red marks on each cheek, Brad new better than to make a sound; doing so would have surely brought on more blows.

"Turn over" she demanded again. Brad gladly did as she said; he knew she was finally going to put him out of his misery. Brad turned over onto his back, hard on waving in the air. Rachel straddled him at his belly. 

"Is this what you've been waiting for baby?" she asked. Afraid to answer her incorrectly, Brad just smiled at her. She smiled back as she slowly slid down and slipped his rock hard cock into her slick, soaked sweet spot. A moan escaped both of them at the same time. Rachel slowly came up off of Brad's hard shaft to the tip of his cock and she slowly fucked just the top of his dick. After a few strokes, she would take all of him. She did this until she could sense he was close to cumming. She wanted to cum with him so she took him deep and rode him hard. Brad could feel it in his balls, he was getting ready to cum. Rachel was close as well and by the time that Brad got his rocks off, Rachel was in the midst of the most intense orgasm she'd ever had. She rode him until he was spent. Shaking and out of breath, she slipped him out of her and lay down beside him.

"Wow, I could really get used to you being late" she said with a laugh.

"So could I" her husband agreed with a smile still planted firmly on his face.



You're Late!



I first want to apologize, I was going to get my long story up but I screwed up. I have to rewrite much of the story, so it won't be posted for another long while, I guess it gives me a chance to rewrite some of the weaker parts.

Anyways, here's another short story to take it's place. 

*

"Hi honey I'm home!" I said while shutting the door behind me. It was dark inside the house. I waited for a response but didn't hear anything. I set my briefcase down and slowly walked into the kitchen area. There was a light glow from the candles and my loving girlfriend sitting. She was sipping some wine; actually it looked to be a lot of wine. She didn't look happy and I knew why.

"Hey baby, I'm sorry I'm late," I said, "work just got the better of me. I first looked at the clock and said to myself, 'oh good, I can work another hour and go home.' But that turned into 4 hours." I waited for a response, but again nothing.

"Seriously babe, I'm really sor-"

"-You should have called," she barked.

"I know I should have but like I said-"

"-But nothing!" she hissed. I knew she was tipsy, if not drunk, and I knew better than to get on her bad side when she's like this. I went to sit down. We had planned a very nice intimate candle lit dinner for this evening. I had been real busy with work the past couple weeks and knew she deserved this, but unfortunately being the workaholic I am, I lost track of time again.

I tried putting my hand on hers but she pulled away quickly. "Come on babe, I said I was sorry..." I pleaded.

"That's what you said last time..." her mood changing. I watched as she took another gulp of wine, finishing off this glass. I wasn't sure what else to say so we sat there in the dim and fading light quietly.

Carry grabbed for the wine bottle, I now saw it was over half gone, and poured herself another glass. I knew if I had tried to stop her she would've flipped out, so I let her pour. I instead thought for a moment and was about to speak, but I caught her eye and she glared at me. She knew I was going to say something about her drinking so I stopped myself again.

We sat there quietly again until she finished this glass of wine too. I just merely watched the candles burning away until one of them burned itself out. It was eerie just sitting there. I knew what I had done and knew that there wasn't much I could do or say to help rectify the situation. That only meant that we were sitting here because Carry was thinking of some way to punish me, or at the very least get back at me.

I sat there nervously thinking about what might happen in the next few minutes. Carry always gets horny when she's drunk, and by now she's drunk. My questions were answered sooner than I had expected.

Abruptly Carry stood up. She had a bit of trouble balancing herself but she managed. She put out her hand and I knew to take it. Carry led me to the living room and sat down, making sure to assert her dominance. I stood in front of her standing.

I stood and waited until she motioned for me to get on my knees. I obeyed like a good boyfriend and did what was expected of me.

She parted her legs, exposing her crotch to me. I knew this to be another command and scooted forward until I was at the edge of her seat. I could barely see anything but I knew she was extremely excited from the wine. There was some shuffling and then I felt her hands on my head. She put pressure on my head and I followed her movements until I felt the warm pole sticking up from her crotch. Without any hesitation I opened my mouth and descended all the way down to the base. She was a big girl, nearly 9 inches, and her girth was impressive as well, causing me to open my mouth completely.

We had done this many times in the past and I fought right through my gag reflex. I swallowed her entire womanhood with little problem. Her hands were still on my head and she soon ushered me to do my work.

I bobbed my head up and down her lengthy shaft making sure to work my tongue as well. Carry moaned out and kept her hands on my head.

Soon she was thrusting her hips into my mouth and knew she was getting close. The familiar sounds of slurping and gagging came from my mouth as her movements quickened. Moans kept escaping her lips and her thrusts became more and more urgent.

She finally groaned and stopped all of a sudden. She kept her hands on the back of my head and pushed me down, all the way down, almost hurting me. I thought she was about to pop but she didn't. Instead, she lifted me off of her meaty cock and stood up. Her cock showed its impressive length opposite her flat stomach. She grabbed at my waist and turned me around. Within moments my trousers were to the floor and I was bent over. My hands were on the seats of the couch supporting me while I felt her nudging along my butt crack.

Without giving any warning Carry plunged in. I screamed in pain when she broke through my sphincter. It was unbelievably painful. Normally she took her time but tonight was different. She was mad, and I mean mad. After her initial plunge she went at my little hole, giving me no time to adjust to her meaty cock. Within seconds she was plunging in and out of me with her womanly strength.

Her heavy cum filled balls slapped against my perineum along with her hips against my butt. She was clearly on a mission and soon was moaning her approval. "Fuck you're so tight!" I groaned and winced with each of her brutal thrusts. I was sweating for some reason, even though I wasn't doing anything. My pathetic little cock dangled and swayed with her thrusts and was slapping against my stomach. It really was pathetic, just four inches hard. Fortunately I found the best girlfriend; she doesn't mind how small I am.

I was brought out of my daydream by a loud moan from Carry and then I felt her plunge into me as deeply as she could. The familiar swelling inside my rectum was soon followed by the hot sensation of Carry spilling her love into me, well in this case her anger. She stayed buried inside me until she was completely drained and then pulled out. She slapped my butt and told me to get dressed, "I'm still mad at you by the way." She left and I dressed myself.

I found Carry in the kitchen heating up our meals in the microwave. We sat down to dinner and ate quietly, only the clanging of silverware was heard. We finished and Carry left me to do the dishes. I saw her leave and heard the TV in the other room. I finished my duty, trying to alleviate her anger, and made my way to the living room. She motioned for me to kneel in front of her and I obliged. Again, she parted her legs and her large cock popped free, I didn't need instruction and engulfed her cock. My throat slowly adjusted to her size and girth and I was soon gliding along her long shaft.

Wonderful moans slipped from her lips. She grabbed my head and guided my speed. It wasn't long before she was grunting and throwing her hips into my face. Her heavy balls slapped against my chin and soon squeals were flowing from her lips. She kept face fucking me hard and fast and then she swelled inside my mouth. With one finally grunt, she buried herself all the way down my throat and pumped me full of her cum. Six ropes of thick creamy cum surged into my mouth and I swallowed every last drop.

Carry held me there until she patted my cheek and I pulled off of her. Her cock glistened with my spit and I dutifully licked up the juices. "I don't want to see you now," is all she said. I stood up, totally defeated, and walked out of the room.

By this point I was tired and started to clean up. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and got ready for bed. It was still relatively early but I was tired from a long week. I climbed into bed and drifted off to a restless sleep.

*************

I woke up to darkness. I surveyed to see what woke me and it was Carry. She was sitting on the edge of the bed looking down at me. I looked up to her and she still looked disappointed. I checked the clock wondering what time it was, it was 12:17 in the morning or evening I guess. I slept for about an hour and a half.

In moments Carry was changed and under the covers with me. She spooned me, with her being the big spoon. I felt her hard throbbing erection on my butt and knew I wasn't finished for the night. From what I could tell she already felt slick, she must've already prepared herself.

I waited and waited for her to enter me but nothing really happened. She kept nuzzling her nose in my neck and gently glided her hand through my hair. Until finally I felt her. Her bulbous head prodded at my quite sore asshole. My mouth was sore and my asshole was sore. Sure we had sex a lot but never this brutally, she was usually gentler even if she was mad.

There was no surprise when she pushed her meat all the way in with little mercy. I gasped at the sudden discomfort. She stretched my abused hole and my eyes actually watered, which had never happened before. Her hand came round and covered my mouth. She then gave me the most brutal fucking I'd ever gotten in the year we'd been together. It was unbelievably brutal despite the spoon-styled position we were in. She rammed and rammed her thick cock in and out of me as fast as she could. The sheets became a mess and the bed was creaking loudly.

One hand made it to my hip under the covers and she slammed her hips into my butt, making the slapping sound quite apparent. She grunted and groaned with each of her plunges and was become more violent as it went on, which I didn't think was possible.

She fucked my brains out, I almost felt like I was going to pass out. My little pathetic cock got hard and she noticed it, having wandering hand-itis. She grabbed me and stroked me furiously. I didn't last long at all and moaned almost like a little girl as I began spurting all over the sheets. I knew now I was forgiven.

She let go of me once she knew I was finished and grabbed a hold of my hips. She slammed her entire length into me and within moments was grunting out my name, "Oh Tom!!!!" I felt her explode inside of me, the hot cream splattered my insides.

We stayed close together until I heard her, "That was great..." she whispered. God I love makeup sex!