1 comments/ 21217 views/ 1 favorites One Coin By: WFEATHER "What's yer price?" "One coin." "One coin? Only one coin?" "One coin, sir." Even though he was clearly quite drunk, the hardened sailor was definitely baffled by my incredibly low price. The confusion was clearly inscribed upon his face. He wanted to take this unbelievable opportunity to fulfill his need with a beautiful young maiden, yet he clearly sensed a trick afoot. "One coin?" "Yes, sir. One coin. That is all I ever ask, paid in advance. If afterward you believe that my service is worth more to you, then it is your choice whether to grant me additional payment." Despite the bustle of the late-night crowd, the noise of the tavern was barely heard as I patiently awaited his response. I needed to wait while he almost literally inhaled the last of his ale. "Room sev'n," he practically spat with venom, his need topping his caution. ***** I entered the small room, but found myself alone. Upon hearing the retching sounds coming from outside, I had a feeling that I would be alone in the room for a period of time. I used the opportunity to my advantage, locating two mirrors and covering them each with a thin cloth, causing them to disappear from mundane sight. As I heard him finally enter the filthy room, I stood with my back to him, undressing. I felt the small cool circle of metal upon my lower back before the coin fell to the floor. "Yer coin!" he snarled, the drink still prominently evident upon his breath. I finished undressing, whispering a spell to keep him at bay, to keep him standing near the open door and lasciviously watching me undress. I imagined, and he saw: a beautiful young maiden, tall yet thin, with firm buttocks and pronounced curves at the waist, her long silky hair flowing nearly to her lower back like a red waterfall. And as I finally stepped from the last of my clothing and set them aside, I turned and imagined, and he saw: a complete lack of hair at the junction of the long shapely legs, thin elegantly-tipped fingers, firm meaty breasts each adorned with a prominent pink nipple already standing firm and erect for him. I slowly raised a hand toward him, beckoning him to me. He was so drunk, so sternly fixated upon the breasts before him, that he did not notice my lips moving, so that once he touched my hand, he slumped to the floor, instantly asleep. With a little effort, I moved the sailor to the bed. After undressing him, I positioned him on his side so that I could sit behind him and not look at his face. Then, finally able to let down my guard, I pressed my fingertips to the back of his head, and sought his desire... His desire was not at all hidden. After spending nearly three full months at sea with only a single landfall, and that for only a few hours, he was full of pent-up hostility toward his superiors, and toward women in general. Even as he slept in deep spell-induced slumber, his mind was filled with fantasies of hurting someone, anyone, by any means possible, even to the point of torture. Most of his fantasies, however, involved hurting beautiful young women -- hurting them long and hard, and then forcing himself into them, filling them with his essence and leaving them as he sailed toward another destination. This was not my first time encountering a man with such desires. In my younger days, I had even been the unwilling recipient of such desires on more than a few occasions. I knew what dreams to plant in his mind and how to make those dreams seem real to him. The dreams planted, I lay beside the sailor upon the bed, and slept, weary from having used so much magic in such a short period of time. ***** My timing was perfect, for when the sailor awoke from the spell-induced dream, I had just finished dressing. I turned to look at him with sorrowful eyes, eyes full of pain and anguish, and the hardened sailor softened instantly. "I really hurt you last night, didn't I?" I asked, his voice raw and ready to break. I could only nod, yet while I was as calm as if I had just awoken myself, he saw me with tears streaming down a beautiful, smooth, freckled face. He seemed to hesitate, then reached underneath the lone well-crushed pillow. "Take it all. You d'serve it." The sailor tossed me a small sack tied with a leather cord, and as it traversed the air, I could clearly hear the coins within clinking against each other. I caught the small sack and nodded slowly, keeping my expression somber and my eyes full of pain and anguish as I took my leave. It is amazing what an old woman will sometimes do to survive, I thought sadly, especially knowing that when I returned to the small room in a few hours, after the sailor had returned to the docks, I would retrieve the thin cloths from the mirrors and once again see the weathered, wrinkled skin and the silver-gray hair which marked her age. One College - Two Voyeurs Authors note: This is a fictional story about two voyeurs witnessing sexual encounters. It includes straight sex, anal sex, oral sex, masturbation, gay sex and bi-sexuality. If this is not to your liking I suggest that you not read the story. All characters in the story are 18 years or older. * Jimmy was a senior at the community college and a member of the school's swim team. Jimmy had showered, dressed and left the locker room after swimming practice on Friday afternoon. On his way to his car he remembered that he had left his pack in the locker room so he returned to retrieve it. Not in his wildest imagination would he ever expect to witness the scene in the shower. Jimmy arrived at his locker and retrieved his pack. He could still hear the shower running and he could hear voices just loud enough not to be drained out by the water. Jimmy heard the one voice louder than the others and he knew it was the coach speaking. Jimmy could hardly believe his ears. "Let's get you're cocks and assholes nice and clean and then we'll have some fun," the coach said to whoever was in the shower. Jimmy's curiosity got the better of him and he just had to see who the coach was talking to. Jimmy peaked around the shower wall and saw the three naked bodies. It was Coach Kenny and two of the sophomore swimmers, Ronnie and Art. Coach Kenny was washing Ronnie's body and stroking Ronnie's cock with one hand while he fingered Ronnie's asshole with the other hand. Art stood by and stroked his own cock as he watched his teammate get fondled and fingered. Coach Kenny was naked and he was sporting an impressive boner. Jimmy guessed the coach's cock to be about 8" long and at least 5" around. Just about the same size as Jimmy's own cock. Jimmy noticed that Art and Ronnie had average size cocks at about 6". Satisfied that Ronnie was clean, Coach Kenny turned his attention to Art and he was soon stroking Art's throbbing cock and fingering Art's asshole. This time Ronnie stroked his cock while he watched the coach play with Art's body. Jimmy broke away for a minute and ran to the locker room door and locked it from the inside. He did not want anyone else to enter the locker room while he was there. Jimmy then returned to his vantage point to watch the action. When he looked back in the shower room, Art and Ronnie were standing back to back with their naked buttocks touching as Coach Kenny jerked both their cocks. "The great thing about you young men is that you can cum all day," the coach said as he jerked them off. Coach Kenny kept stroking the two young cocks until they shot their first loads of the day. Art came first and fired a barrage of cum across the shower room. Coach Kenny kept stroking Art's cock as he came until Art was weak kneed and begged for a break. Coach Kenny then turned his full attention to Ronnie. He rubbed Ronnie's balls as he jerked Ronnie's cock and within minutes Ronnie was spurting cum all over the shower floor. Jimmy had never seen guys have sex before and he found it somewhat erotic. Jimmy thought about the times that he jerked off and how it felt when his cum shot through his pulsating cock. Jimmy imagined what the coach must feel with the young throbbing cocks shooting their big loads out of their pulsating cocks. Jimmy was brought back to reality when the coach turned the shower off. "Art since you came first today, you will get fucked first," the coach announced. Art turned to the shower wall and placed his hands on the wall. He arched his back slightly further accentuating his curvy ass. Jimmy noticed that Art had a nice ass and thought that many a girl would kill for an ass like that. Like all the swimmers Art had no body hair and he looked very fuckable and very vulnerable at the moment. Coach Kenny stepped up behind Art and eased his big thick cock into the student's asshole. Art gasped and dropped his head as he felt the impressive tool spread his anus. Art had been fucked before by the coach but every time he had the same sensation of being stretched open. Coach Kenny was gentle with Art and slowly fed his cock to him a little at a time. The coach would back out a little and then feed more of his cock into Art's ass. Once the cock was embedded in Art's ass the coach began to fuck him slowly. Coach Kenny directed Ronnie to suck Art's cock. Ronnie got down on his knees in front of Art and began blowing his teammate. Ronnie had obviously done this before and he handled Art's cock quite easily. Art was beside himself with the dual attention and it wasn't long before Art shot a load into Ronnie's mouth. Jimmy watched as Ronnie seemed to swallow rapidly to keep cum from running out of his mouth. Once again Art got weak kneed and he pushed Ronnie's mouth off of his cock. Jimmy realized that his own cock was rock hard in his pants but he dared not take it out to jerk off. After Ronnie had sucked Art's cock dry, he changed places with Art. Now Ronnie was balancing himself against the shower wall as the coach began to butt fuck Ronnie. Ronnie too had a nice shapely ass and he grunted as the coach skewered it with his cock. Art dropped down and took Ronnie's cock in his mouth. The scene was repeated as Art sucked off Ronnie this time as the coach fucked Ronnie in the ass. Ronnie reached down with one hand and held Art's head as he shot his load into Art's mouth. Art dutifully sucked and swallowed cum from Ronnie's cock. Ronnie finally pushed Art's head away as the sensations got to be too much for Ronnie to take with Art nibbling on his cock while the coach fucked Ronnie's ass. Jimmy was sure that he would cum in his pants if the action continued. The coach had not cum yet so Jimmy was in for more voyeurism. Jimmy at that moment thought about his girlfriend Jill and he knew he would have to see her that night. Jill wasn't into anal sex and she didn't let Jimmy cum in her mouth but she was still a very good lover. Just then Jimmy wondered how different it would really be between getting a good blow job from a guy rather than a girl. As Jimmy looked at his teammate's shapely flawless asses, he wondered if it would really be any different fucking a girl's ass. Just then Art who was hard again was directed by Coach Kenny to fuck Ronnie in the ass. Art's cock slipped in easily especially after Ronnie's asshole had been stretched by Coach Kenny's cock. The coach then got behind Art and once again pushed his thick cock into Art's tight asshole. The three of them got a rhythm going and Jimmy was sure that the coach would cum this time. "Fuck him Coach Kenny, fuck his ass just like he's fucking mine," Ronnie called out. Art's fate was sealed and Coach Kenny eased more of his cock into Art's ass. Coach Kenny was gentle though relentless in his quest to fuck Art and cum in his ass. Coach Kenny would push in a little and stop allowing Art to adjust along the way. Finally Coach Kenny began a rocking motion and began fucking Art slowly. Art's ass had stretched enough now that he was comfortable with Coach Kenny's cock in him and he resumed fucking his teammate. As Art picked up the pace fucking Ronnie in the ass he was pushing his own ass back onto Coach Kenny's cock. Coach Kenny stopped moving as he didn't have to move at all while Art was fucking Ronnie. Art would bury his cock in Ronnie and in the process his ass would slide along Coach Kenny's cock. When Art withdrew slightly from Ronnie's ass he impaled his ass on Coach Kenny's cock. Coach Kenny inched closer and closer as Art seemed to be able to take more and more of his cock. Then Jimmy saw Coach Kenny's pubic hair brush against Art's buttocks and he realized that Coach Kenny was all the way in Art's ass. Jimmy was still amazed that Art had taken all of Coach Kenny's big thick cock. Art seemed proud of himself now and he picked up the pace fucking his teammate and impaling himself of Coach Kenny's cock. Coach Kenny this time came before Art did but when Art felt cum shoot into his ass he lost it. Art's buttocks tightened as he plunged his cock all the way into Ronnie's ass and unleashed his third load of the day. Art flooded his teammate's rectum with an enormous load. Art's buttocks clenched and unclenched as he came in Ronnie's ass and he milked every drop of cum from Coach Kenny's cock. Coach Kenny caressed Art's shapely ass as he let his cock be milked dry. Jimmy liked looking at the tanned students with their lily white asses. The fact that they had tan lines emphasized the shape of their curvy bottoms. Ronnie was erect again after the fuck session, so this time he fucked Art. Coach Kenny watched Art fuck back at his teammate's cock and then he too got hard again. Art also got hard again as Ronnie fucked him. This time Ronnie would take Coach Kenny's cock in his ass as he fucked Art's ass. The three of them fucked until Coach Kenny came for his second and final time. He flooded Ronnie's ass with cum which in turn triggered Ronnie's ejaculation. Ronnie stiffened and fired his third load of the day into his teammate's ass. Coach Kenny told the two students to suck each other off before taking a shower. Jimmy watched in amazement as Ronnie and Art lay on the shower floor in a 69 position and sucked each other's cock until they both came again. After their fourth loads of the day, the two swimmers stepped back under the showers and washed their bodies clean of all traces of cum, remarkably they both got erections yet again but this time they did not try to cum. Ronnie and Art finished showering and grabbed some towels. Jimmy figured that Coach Kenny had to be bi-sexual. The coach was married and during the sessions with Art and Ronnie the coach never sucked their cocks nor did he let them fuck him. Jimmy then wondered if the coach was still fucking his wife. Jimmy then felt a little envious of the coach who could fuck his wife and also enjoy the pleasures of sex with other partners. Jimmy left his vantage point and left the locker room undetected. Ronnie, Art and Coach Kenny dressed and left the locker room sexually sated. Ronnie and Art headed back to their dorm room as Coach Kenny headed home. Jimmy had gotten to his frat house and immediately called Jill. He learned that Jill had to study for a test and that she could not go out that night. Jimmy's balls ached and he was desperate for sexual relief. So desperate that he toyed with the idea of contacting Art and Ronnie but he decided against it. That night Jimmy lay in his bed and he was as horny as a three puckered billy goat. He couldn't help stroking his rock hard cock and as he did so he tried to think about fucking his girlfriend Jill. But that night Jimmy could not get his mind off Ronnie and Art and he imagined that he was fucking them both in the ass. Jimmy's hand flew over his cock as he raced toward his first ejaculation. He closed his eyes and imagined that he was cumming in Ronnie's ass. Jimmy felt the familiar surge in his scrotum and then his cum flew out of his cock. Stream after stream shot out and landed on his chest, abs and pubes. Jimmy kept stroking his cock until all his seed came out and puddled on his pubes. Jimmy let his deflating cock rest on his pubic area as he breathed deeply following his massive orgasm. His cock didn't stay soft for long as Jimmy though about Ronnie and Art again. The images of them being fucked by Coach Kenny were still vivid in his mind. Jimmy jerked off again that night thinking about Ronnie and Art. Jimmy knew that he wasn't gay and that he had no interest in another guy's cock but after his voyeuristic experience he was definitely bi-curious. He eventually fell asleep pondering what he would do about his curiosity. BETTY THE INTENTIONAL VOYEUR Betty was a 60 year old divorcee of five years who lived near the college campus. A year after her divorce she began renting out two bedrooms to college students. After two years Betty got the urge to spy on the students in the bedroom closest to her master bedroom. Betty had a two-way mirror installed in her master bedroom that looked right in to the adjoining bedroom. The third bedroom was further down the hallway and it was impossible to spy on that one. So Betty always picked the most virile looking student to be in the bedroom next to her. For the next three years Betty spied on the occupants in the room next to her. In that time she witnessed her boarders having sex with girls. She had seen them engage in vaginal, oral and even anal sex. Betty also watched when the students masturbated when alone. She was thrilled with the setup and many a night she fingered herself to orgasm while watching the sex in the adjoining room. This year Betty had two new boarders. Kyle, a 20 year old young man who was almost pretty rather than handsome, stood at about 5'7" and weighed 150 pounds. He had blond hair and a very lithe body. Kyle was a sophomore at the school. Cliff, a 23 year old Marine Viet Nam Combat Veteran, stood at 6'3" and weighed 189 pounds. Cliff had a chiseled body with brown hair and piercing blue eyes. Kyle attended college during the day but elected not to live on campus. Cliff attended school in the evening and worked full time during the day. Betty elected to give Cliff the bedroom closest to her and she didn't regret her decision. Betty enjoyed spying on Cliff as he worked around the bedroom naked at times. She loved looking at his naked sculpted body and his impressive cock. His cock wasn't huge by any means but it was clearly bigger than average. Betty guessed it to be about 8 inches when he was hard. It took a few months but Cliff finally had a girl up to his room and Betty watched them have sex together. Erica was an attractive but not beautiful German girl. She worked as a nanny for a family and attended college at night. She and Cliff were in the same class and they had stopped for drinks a few times after class with some other students. Cliff usually walked back to the house since it was only a little more than a mile. However one night it was raining and Erica gave him a ride to the house. That night Cliff leaned over to kiss Erica goodnight and thank her for the ride home. When they kissed Erica slipped her tongue in Cliff's mouth and then things moved rapidly from there. Cliff pulled Erica to him and the two of them kissed passionately. Cliff's hands roamed over Erica's sweater covered breast and Erica groaned in his mouth. Cliff then put his hands under her sweater and fondled her bra covered breasts. Next he unhooked her bra with one hand and pushed it up along with her sweater baring Erica's firm 36C tits. Cliff kept French kissing her as he played with her fantastic tits. Then he lowered his mouth to her breasts and sucked on her nipples. The nipples responded and soon they were like hard pencil erasers sticking out. Erica was crooning and groaning as Cliff fondled and sucked her tits. Her pussy was soaking wet and the smell of her sex was present in the car. Cliff slipped his hand under her full skirt and caressed her legs. Erica responded by moaning her legs. Cliff ran his hand over her mound and found her panties to be drenched. He then put both hands on the waistband of her panties and pulled them off of Erica's hot body. Cliff slipped his fingers into her twat and Erica humped his hand rapidly. Erica had a quick orgasm and her body thrashed around in the front seat of the car. Cliff quickly unfastened his own pants and pushed them along with his underwear down his legs. Erica quickly grabbed his cock with her hand and then covered it with her mouth. Erica told Cliff that he had a beautiful cock and that she had to have it in her pussy. Erica straddled Cliff and lowered her cunt onto his throbbing hard cock. She groaned softly as the shaft penetrated her and filled her pussy. Erica began to rock back and forth as Cliff thrust up into her. Cliff pushed her sweater and bra back up so he could suck her tits as she fucked her. He then grasped her buttocks with both hands and found her ass to his liking. Erica had a beautiful firm ass and Cliff loved holding it as he banged away at her pussy. The two of them fucked each other with passion as they raced toward their orgasm. They seemed to cum at the same time. Cliff grunted as his body stiffened and he fired a barrage of cum deep into Erica's womb. Erica lowered her head onto Cliff's shoulder to muffle her scream as she experienced a massive orgasm. Her body shook and rocked as she drenched Cliff's pubes with her love juices. Cliff's cock was swimming in their combined juices as they held to each other and slowly recovered from the intensity of their orgasms. That night was the start of their relationship and from that night on Erica always drove Cliff home from school. They moved their love making inside and assumed that as long as they were somewhat quiet that they were undetected. Betty was thrilled that they were now having sex in Cliff's room and she always fingered her self as she watched their encounters. It took awhile before Erica was comfortable being totally naked in Cliff's room. Early on she elected to keep her clothes on as they had in the car except for her panties. Erica figured that if they were ever disturbed then she could simply stand up and pull her sweater and skirt back down into place. Betty was watching intently through the two way mirror the night that Cliff stripped Erica of all her clothes. It was the most erotic scene Betty ever witnessed. Cliff had Erica stand facing the mirror as he disrobed the shapely German girl. Cliff stood behind her and pulled Erica's sweater over her head. Then he unfastened her bra and slid it down her arms baring her fantastic tits. Next he dropped to his knees and removed her shoes and then slid his hands up under her skirt and pulled her panties down and off her legs. Finally he unfastened her skirt and let it fall to the floor around her ankles. Erica kicked the skirt to one side and stood naked in front of the mirror. She had a beautiful body with great tits, a flat tummy, narrow waist, luscious thighs and a very shapely ass. Betty looked at the girl in envy and she wished that she had had a body like that. Cliff told Erica to stand still and then he stripped off all his clothes. He approached Erica from behind and Betty watched as his hard thick cock bobbed in front of him. He put his hands around Erica and cupped her firm tits. His cock slid up into the crack in her ass and nestled in between the cheeks. Erica leaned back into Cliff and he kissed her on the neck. Cliff then let his hands slide down the front of Erica's body over her flat tummy and down to her luscious thighs. Erica cooed as his hands made their descent. Cliff them moved his hands up to her pussy and cupped it gently. Erica was soaking wet and she couldn't stand the teasing any longer. "Cliff, please I need you inside me now," Erica whispered. Betty watched as Erica and Cliff moved toward the bed, this is what she had been waiting for to see the two naked bodies engaged in sex. Erica opened her legs and Cliff moved between them. His cock slid easily into her sopping wet pussy and Erica gasped as it penetrated her deeply. They began a slow and steady fucking motion but before too long they were pounding each other racing toward their orgasms. Erica came first and she wrapped her legs tightly around Cliff's body and pulled him in tight. Her eyes rolled and her body went into spasms as she reached her climax. Erica covered her mouth with one arm to muffle her cries of ecstasy as she humped Cliff for all she was worth. Cliff kept right on fucking Erica and she had a continuous string or orgasms before Cliff finally shot his load deep into her womb. Cliff's body went rigid as he drove his cock in as far as it would go and fired warm streams of cum into Erica's cunt. Betty was overcome with desire and she watched the two fuck right before her eyes. She reached inside her panties and frantically frigged her clit in search of her own orgasm. One College - Two Voyeurs Cliff pulled out of Erica and his still hard cock looked ominous as it glistened with their combined love juices. Cliff rolled Erica over on all fours and then pushed his cock back in her pussy. Erica crooned as she lowered her head and turned it to one side. Cliff pushed gently on her lower back which caused her curvy ass to be more accentuated. Cliff caressed Erica's shapely ass as he fucked her doggy style and then he toyed with her nether hole. He eventually lubricated his finger with her pussy juice and slipped a finger into her anus. Erica wiggled her shapely bottom in response to the intrusion. Betty watched as Cliff then added a second finger to Erica's asshole. "Ever been butt fucked?" Cliff asked her casually. "Yes a few times but not with a cock as big as yours. If you want to fuck me in the ass you have to use lots of lube and go easy," Erica replied. Betty was amazed at the casualness with which they discussed anal sex. Betty watched as Cliff pulled his cock from Erica's pussy and got off the bed to get the lubricant on his dresser. Cliff returned to the bed and put an ample amount of lube in Erica's asshole and liberally lubed his cock. Then he positioned his ass at the entrance to Erica's asshole and slowly pushed forward. Betty watched as the head of his cock disappeared in Erica's shapely ass. Erica grunted softly and Cliff slowly fed his cock to her. This was a particular turn on for Betty as she watched anal sex for the first time in her life. Cliff fed his cock a little at a time to Erica and he seemed to take his cue from her hand on his thigh. Erica would press her hand against Cliff's thigh and he would stop his penetration. Once Erica was comfortable with the intrusion she would relax her hand and Cliff would press forward again. Eventually Cliff began fucking her slowly sliding his cock in and out of Erica's ass. Betty watched the sex act before her and thought that anal sex had to be the final surrender. Erica looked so vulnerable and so sub-serviant on all fours with her head turned toward the side and her hands grasping the bed sheets as Cliff's big cock invaded her most private area. Erica's expression was a combination of complete bliss and helplessness a she was dominated by Cliff's impressive cock. Cliff fucked Erica slowly at first but then picked up the pace. He began slamming into her ass and Betty could hear their flesh slapping together as Cliff penetrated Erica's ass. Instead of retreating, Erica pushed back at Cliff as if she was trying to get more of his cock into her. Betty had never seen such incredible sex before as they looked like two athletes competing with one another. Cliff then stiffened and shoved his cock all the way into Erica's ass and Betty knew that he was cumming. "Oh I feel it. Cum in my ass, it feels so good," Erica called out to Cliff. Erica was frantically rubbing her pussy as her ass muscles clenched around Cliff's cock. Cliff then slowly slid his cock from Erica's asshole and trace of cum bubbled up at her anus. Erica flipped over and her fingers plunged into her pussy as she needed to get off again. Cliff pulled her hand away and dove in between her legs and licked Erica's pussy. Betty was surprised that Cliff was not concerned that he had cum in Erica's pussy earlier. Erica grabbed Cliff's head and humped her pussy up into his face. Cliff ate her until she came again and he sucked up all her juices. Betty then watched in amazement as Erica turned around and moved into a 60 position with Cliff. Just as Cliff had shown no hesitation eating cum filled pussy, Erica did not hesitate taking the cock that had just been in her ass into her mouth. The two of them ate in each other for awhile and then they fucked once more in the missionary position. After the final act they lay together and kissed and cuddled. Cliff caressed Erica's fantastic tits and played with her rock hard nipples. Betty knew that they were done for the night. She carefully placed the painting over the two-way mirror in her room and then went to her bed. She replayed everything that she witnessed that evening in her mind as she rubbed her pussy. Betty fell asleep with her hands still in her pussy as she pictured Erica getting fucked in every hole. BETTY VIEWS AN UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER Betty watched Cliff and Erica over the next several weeks. They always ended up in Cliff's room on the school night and sometimes they would show up on weekends. Cliff and Erica would often go out on Friday and Saturday nights and end up having sex in Cliff's room. The two of them seemed tireless and insatiable but Betty never tired of watching them. One evening Betty peered through the two way mirror in anticipation of seeing Cliff naked. She loved to look at his chiseled body and sometimes she would watch him masturbate. This particular evening Kyle was in Cliff's room and they were talking. Betty was just about to hang the painting back in place when she heard Kyle's question. "Cliff have you ever had sex with another guy?" Kyle asked almost hopefully. "Yeah, a couple of times when I was stationed in D.C., The homos were always hanging around our bar and buying us drinks in hopes that they could suck our cocks or that we would fuck them," Cliff answered matter of factly. "Why do you ask? Are you a homo," Cliff challenged. "Well the word today is gay and yes I am gay and I would love to suck your cock," Kyle admitted. "Well have at it then," Cliff replied firmly. Cliff stood up and began to unbuckle his belt. "Let me do that," Kyle asked. Cliff stood by the bed as Kyle sat on the edge and reached for Cliff's belt. Kyle unbuckled the belt, unfastened Cliff's pants and pulled them down below his knees. Kyle ran his hands all over Cliff's muscular thighs and underwear briefs. Cliff let Kyle touch him and his cock stiffened in his white briefs. Kyle then hooked his fingers in the waistband of Cliff's underwear and slowly pulled them down Cliff's body. Cliff's big erect cock caught in the waistband of his underwear and spring out as the briefs were pulled to his knees. Cliff always liked the feeling of a hand different from his own on his cock and he closed his eyes as Kyle stroked it. Kyle slowly stroked the big dick with one hand and cupped Cliff's bloated balls with the other hand. Cliff sighed as Kyle's hands moved over the genitals. Kyle took the throbbing cock into his mouth and began to suck on it. Kyle was a very good cocksucker and in no time he had Cliff ready to blow his load. Cliff tried to prolong his orgasm as long as he could. Kyle sat on the edge of the bed and drew Cliff in toward him. Kyle caressed the back of Cliff's legs and cheeks of his ass as Kyle's warm, wet, wonderful mouth sucked on Cliff's cock. Kyle massaged the head of Cliff's cock against the roof of his mouth. He circled Cliff's cock with his tongue and Cliff felt the light scraping of Kyle's teeth. Cliff's dick felt as hard and long as it ever felt in his life and he knew he was going to shoot soon. "Cliff, do you mind if I take off my clothes?" Kyle asked. "No and I'll take mine off too," Cliff replied. The two of them stripped quickly and Cliff looked at Kyle's ass and wondered if he took it in the ass. Betty watched as the two contrasting bodies came into view. It was the first time Betty had seen Kyle naked and he looked even prettier naked than he did with clothes on. Betty noticed how imposing the muscular chiseled body of Cliff dwarfed the feminine looking body of Kyle. Kyle sat back on the bed and resumed sucking Cliff's cock. Kyle took Cliff's cock out of his mouth and looked up at him as he stroked the entire length of it and massaged Cliff's bloated balls. Kyle then put it back in his mouth and took it out again then he gently blew on it as his fingers continually massaged Cliff's balls. Kyle tickled the cock head with his tongue and teased Cliff's pee slit. Kyle had Cliff close to cumming a few times. Kyle seemed to know when Cliff was getting close, and he would do things making him last longer, torturing Cliff in the process. Kyle looked up at Cliff and smiled as he stroked the slick cock. Then he asked, "Ready to cum Cliff"? "You know I am!" Cliff replied. Kyle then took Cliff's cock all the way into his warm wet mouth. He swirled his tongue around the length of the shaft, nibbled on the cock head and sucked Cliff hard. Kyle reached under Cliff's balls and rubbed the hardness between his balls and anus. Cliff felt his cock thicken and he knew he was going to cum. There was no stopping Cliff this time. Kyle grabbed Cliff's ass cheeks with both hands as Cliff exploded in his mouth. Cliff fired round after round of cum into Kyle's mouth and Kyle sucked and swallowed as fast as he could. Rope after rope of semen shot into Kyle's mouth as Cliff seemed to have an endless supply. Finally the barrage subsided and Cliff stopped cumming in Kyle's mouth. Kyle sucked on the thick firm cock until he had drained every drop from Cliff's dick. Cliff felt weak from the intense orgasm so he sat down on the bed next to Kyle. Cliff watched as Kyle laid back on the bed and stroked his own cock as he spoke. "I need to get off I am so hot!" Kyle said in an excited tone. Cliff watched Kyle jerk off. Kyle's hand flew rapidly over his 6" hard cock in search of his own release. He tensed slightly just before he came and Cliff watched as Kyle ejaculated. Kyle shot his load and the first couple of blasts landed on his neck and chest. Kyle seemed to cum for at least 30 seconds as stream after stream shot out of his dick. Cliff reached down and rubbed Kyle's balls as Kyle continued to cum. Betty was surprised to see Cliff touch Kyle but that was all Cliff did. Cliff rubbed Kyle's balls and watched as Kyle's body tightened and then relaxed as he fired his load. Kyle rolled to his side away from Cliff and then over on his stomach. Cliff admired the Kyle's bare ass as it was lily white compared to the well tanned body. Kyle had a beautiful ass and Cliff felt his loins stir and his cock harden as he once again thought what it would be like to fuck Kyle's ass. Kyle looked over at Cliff and saw that Cliff had another boner. "Cliff would you like to fuck me? Would you like to stick your big thick cock in my ass?" Kyle asked as he wiggled his shapely ass in Cliff's direction. Kyle knelt on the bed and his 6" still erect dick wavered as he raised his ass in the air. Cliff looked at him in this position and decided that he looked just like a girl with his smooth hairless body and his great looking bubble butt. "I'm going to need some lube if you're going to fuck me," Kyle said. Cliff got up and got the lube from his dresser and handed it to Kyle. Then Kyle reached back and lubed his asshole with lotion as Cliff applied a generous amount of lotion to his own cock. Cliff stood behind Kyle and stared at the incredible ass that he was about to fuck. Betty watched in amazement as Cliff prepared to fuck Kyle. Cliff then spit on his dick making very slippery and eased into Kyle's asshole. Cliff was gentle with him allowing Kyle to adjust to the size of his cock. Soon he was buried to the hilt in Kyle's ass and he fucked the young man royally. Cliff held on to the pretty twin cheeks of Kyle's ass as he fucked him thoroughly. Kyle had been butt fucked before but never with a cock this size. He couldn't believe how full he felt with Cliff's enormous dick in his ass. Kyle felt Cliff tense and then fill his ass with cum. Cliff continued to fuck Kyle's ass and the jizm backed out of his ass and ran down over Kyle's balls. Kyle fired a blast of cum onto the bed this time without ever even touching his own cock. Cliff eased his soft cock out of Kyle's ass and Kyle fell forward on the bed. "I'm going to the bathroom," Cliff announced and left the room. When Cliff returned to his room to his surprise Kyle was in bed on all fours with his curvy bubble butt stuck up in the air. Cliff felt his cock twinge again as he looked at Kyle's hot ass. Kyle's body was delicate, hairless and flawless. He really did look like a girl in this position. He looked as good as Erica from behind. "Cliff, I would like you to fuck me again," he said in a sultry voice. "You would like to fuck me again wouldn't you?" he asked. Cliff's cock hardened as he approached the bed. He knelt behind Kyle and began to caress Kyle's beautiful ass. Kyle handed Cliff the lotion and asked Cliff to get his ass ready. Cliff put an ample amount of lotion in his hands and rubbed it all around Kyle's bung hole. Then Cliff inserted first one finger then two fingers preparing Kyle's ass for another ass fuck. Cliff sawed his fingers in and out of Kyle's anus and Cliff was turned on by the thought of burying his cock in Kyle's shapely ass one more time. Cliff moved closer to Kyle and lined up the head of his cock with Kyle's anal opening. Cliff eased his big dick into Kyle's ass. Kyle reminded Cliff, "Not too deep at first, then deeper." Cliff spat on his hand and rubbed his saliva all over his cock which made it very slick when combined with the lotion. Cliff's cock head cleared the sphincter and he fed it to Kyle a little at a time. Kyle's ass chute was warm and tight as Cliff went deeper and deeper into him. Soon he was all the way in Kyle's ass and he started a slow fucking motion. Cliff continued to pump Kyle's ass with deep, long, deliberate thrusts. Cliff caressed Kyle's smooth round ass as he fucked it. Kyle asked Cliff to fuck him harder and quicker. So Cliff picked up the pace and he pounded Kyle's ass faster and faster. Cliff's balls started bouncing off of Kyle's balls and Kyle moaned with each thrust of Cliff's cock. Cliff could feel his climax building and he knew that any moment he would shoot his seed in Kyle's ass. Cliff tried to make it last as long as possible but once Kyle contracted his anal muscles Cliff lost it. Cliff fired a barrage of cum in Kyle's ass filling it to overflowing. As Cliff continued to fuck, his jizm backed up in Kyle's rectum and oozed out flowing over Kyle's balls. Kyle used his talented anal muscles to milk Cliff's cock and drained it dry. Kyle's milking action weakened Cliff and sent tingles through his body. Cliff pulled out of Kyle and collapsed on the bed next to him. Kyle rolled over on his back and jerked off once again. Cliff watched as Kyle stroked his cock. Kyle fired another round of spunk into the air. The first blast landed on Kyle's face, neck and chest. The remainder of his load landed on his abs and pooled around his pubes. Betty's fingers were flying over her clit as she raced toward her own orgasm. She had never seen two guys have sex until now and she found it as much of a turn on as heterosexual sex. Kyle got up from the bed and gathered up his clothes in his arms and left Cliff's room. Cliff then went back to the bathroom to take a shower. Betty wondered if Kyle would join Cliff in the shower and if they would fuck again. She was dying to know but she dared not leave her room. She carefully replaced the painting over the two-way mirror in her room and went to bed. BETTY'S VOYEURISM CONINUES Over the next several weeks Betty would observe Cliff fucking Erica and Cliff fucking Kyle. Cliff had no shortage of sexual opportunities. One day Betty arrived home from work early and she noticed that the door to Cliff's room was closed. However she heard voices in the room and she rushed to her own bedroom and quickly removed the painting to spy on Cliff. Cliff and Kyle were naked and Cliff was rubbing lotion on Kyle's ass. Betty watched as Cliff massaged each of Kyle's buttocks relishing in the feel of the round firm globes. Cliff felt his cock begin to harden and within a few minutes of rubbing Kyle's ass Cliff was erect. Cliff's huge hard cock was nestled in the crack of Kyle's ass and Cliff slid his cock within the fold of Kyle's buttocks. Kyle felt Cliff's cock harden and he said, "You like my ass don't you Cliff?" "I love your ass. I love fucking you in your perfectly shaped ass," Cliff replied. "Are you going to fuck me again today?" Kyle asked in a sultry voice. "I think I will. You got me hard again so I might as well fuck your hot ass," Cliff answered. Cliff smoothed the body oil all over his cock and then he poured some of it in the crack of Kyle's ass. Cliff then fingered Kyle's asshole making sure that it was well lubed for another round of butt fucking. Satisfied that Kyle was sufficiently lubricated, Cliff eased his cock into the student's hot ass for the first time that day. Kyle pushed his buns up to meet Cliff's penetration and the cock slid in easily. Kyle groaned as the thick shaft filled his anal passage again. Cliff fucked Kyle for what seemed to be hours before he finally came again in Kyle's ass and then Cliff collapsed on top of Kyle. The two of them remained in the same position for several minutes before they separated. Cliff rolled off of Kyle and lay on his back beside the pretty student. As Cliff lay in bed he realized that he had never thought of Erica all the while that he fucked Kyle. Kyle played with Cliff's cock and got it hard again. Kyle then asked Cliff to fuck him missionary style. Kyle lay on the bed on his back with his legs splayed. Cliff moved between Kyle's legs and slipped his rock hard cock into Kyle's ass. Kyle held his legs apart as Cliff buried his cock deep into the young man. Cliff fucked Kyle in this position for quite sometime before he was ready to cum. Cliff watched as Kyle's hard dick bounced off his tummy as Cliff pummeled Kyle's ass. Cliff had the urge to hold onto Kyle's cock until he was ready to cum again. Kyle squealed with delight when Cliff grabbed Kyle's cock and began to jerk him. Kyle screamed out loud that he was close and Cliff jerked him faster. Kyle came in buckets and the first shot went past his head and splattered against the headboard. Cliff had become accustomed to jerking off Kyle's cock. In fact he started to look forward to it. Cliff loved to watch Kyle shoot his cum over his head and onto his body. Cliff loved to tease Kyle and at times he would squeeze Kyle's cock tightly to delay the orgasm. Cliff would finally release his grip on Kyle's cock and Kyle would shoot past his own head and splatter the headboard. After the first shot soared by Kyle's face and hit the headboard, the second and third volleys would hit Kyle on the neck, chest and abs. The subsequent second and third shots would coat Kyle's chest and abs. Finally the remaining cum would ooze from his cock and puddle around Kyle's pubes. On this occasion after Kyle came all over his own body, Cliff pulled his big cock out of Kyle's ass and sprayed his load on Kyle's body. Kyle watched as Cliff's first discharge reached Kyle's neck and then as the second, third and forth sprays covered Kyle's body. Kyle's and Cliff's semen merged into one pool and puddle on Kyle's body. Betty was incredibly turned on by the raw sex she witnessed and she had to lie on her own bed to finish her orgasm. When Betty returned to her viewing station she saw that Cliff was buried balls deep in Kyle's tight asshole. Kyle was flattened on the bed face down as Cliff drove his 8" cock deep into Kyle's bowels. Kyle's ass moved under Cliff but Cliff's strength and drive kept Kyle pinned under him. Cliff's powerful buttocks clenched and unclenched as he pummeled Kyle's ass. Cliff's thick cock drove into Kyle and then retreated until only the head remained in Kyle's rectum. Kyle felt the powerful shaft drive in and out of the anal passage like a piston causing Kyle to cry out. "Oh God your cock is so thick in my ass, so deep. Oh fuck yeah, fill me with your big dick. Cum in me, I want your spunk shooting in my ass," Kyle exclaimed! Cliff continued to fuck the shapely firm ass of his lover driving his cock into the warm recess. Cliff sensed his orgasm building in his balls and he knew that within minutes he would cum in Kyle's hot ass. Cliff felt the pressure in his scrotum just before he unleashed a torrent of semen into the shapely firm ass underneath him. Cliff felt Kyle's anal muscles tighten around the shaft and squeeze every ounce of spunk out of it. One College - Two Voyeurs "Oh shit, I feel it. I love it when you cum in my ass. I love your hot seed flooding my ass," Kyle cried out. Cliff stayed hard and he slowly fucked Kyle's ass as the semen coated his shaft. Kyle sensed that Cliff was up for another round and whispered, "Cliff if you are going to keep fucking my ass let's roll on our sides." Cliff rolled to his side keeping his cock in Kyle's ass as he pulled Kyle to the side. Cliff's hands wrapped around and caressed Kyle's body. Cliff ran his hands over Kyle's breasts and tight abs as they moved toward Kyle's pubes. The back of Cliff's hand brushed against Kyle's erect cock causing Kyle to gasp. "Please hold me and jerk me," Kyle pleaded. Cliff took hold of the 6" cock and stroked it as he fucked Kyle's ass again. Cliff was not interested in another man's cock but he didn't mind jerking off Kyle and he loved to see Kyle shoot. Kyle had an amazing capacity for ejaculations. Kyle would have volcanic like orgasms when he came and his semen would shoot four or five feet at times, particularly with his first orgasm of the day. Cliff kept fucking Kyle until they both came. Kyle came twice before Cliff came in Kyle's ass for the final time. Kyle ejaculated and his cum shot passed his face and hit the headboard. The second time he came his seed hit him in the face and neck. Then Cliff lost it and dumped another powerful load in Kyle's ass. The two of them rested on their sides as Cliff's cock slowly deflated and slipped from Kyle's asshole. By the time they were ready to get out of bed their spunk had dried on Kyle's body. Betty was in awe of the display of sex that she witnessed. She returned to her bed and frigged herself some more. As she lay in bed she thought about the next time she would she Cliff and Erica together. She only had to wait one more day. The next night Betty spied on Cliff and Erica. They wasted no time in taking off their clothes and getting in bed. As they were both naked on the bed and Erica was deep throating Cliff's impressive cock. It wasn't long before he came in her mouth and she swallowed all of his cum that she could. She scooped up the semen around his cock and her face and licked her fingers clean. She then returned to sucking his cock until he was hard again. Then she lay on her back taking his big dick in her cunt. He pounded her pussy and brought her to multiple orgasms until he came again this time filling her pussy with a barrage of dick juice. Betty was prepared for Erica's next move as she had seen them so often. Erica flipped over on all fours and waved her shapely ass at Cliff. Cliff retrieved the lotion from the dresser and proceeded to lubricate her asshole. He fingered her ass and pussy at the same time, sawing his fingers in and out of Erica. His cock was erect again and he covered it with a generous amount of lotion. He then slowly eased his big dick into Erica's beautiful upturned ass. He fucked her slow at first and then gradually picked up the pace. Erica pleaded with him to fuck her ass hard and to fill it with cum. Betty loved watching the two of them when they had sex together and her hands were already in her panties. Cliff announced he was coming and he flooded Erica's ass with another generous amount of cum. As he popped his cock out of her asshole Erica spun around and took his cock in her mouth. Betty watched as Erica sucked him completely dry. Betty was excited beyond her control and once again she had to lie down to finish her orgasm. She lay on her bed with her skirt thrown up and her panties pushed down almost to her knees. Her fingers plunged into her pussy and twirled her clit as she brought herself off. Her orgasm rocked her body and she shook like never before. Her orgasm was so intense that she frightened herself. As she lay there recovering she relished in the fact that she had installed the two-way mirror. She also wondered if there was ever a chance that she could get Cliff to fuck her even just once. After all he seemed to be very open minded about sex and he might be willing to fuck an older woman. One Cool Night At Mac's There have been those nights when everything is just right - the mess of clothing gathered from the rail naturally going well together, and just hanging so perfectly-right for that particular mood of the moment. Those days always swept me along as if for the ride, starting with looking casually at the mirror on the way out - seeing myself stood there, edgy enough to stand apart, ensuring that I'd be an instant focus, or at least the most interesting visible-stock in any bar. It's no boast, but interesting gets the conversation going better in certain places - so Byronesque in black with a short-clipped Mohawk, definitely qualify in that respect – and on those nights, I have generally walked back out into the night, with company to share more than some conversation with. Other days of course, just didn't gel at all, not because I was trying so hard that it was painful for others to watch – but simply that the ladies weren't ready to bite just then, or take the morsel dangling there casually before them. Nor do I pretend to understand all the terms of attraction – I value my sanity too much, and so carry on in my own way - sometimes being lucky, sometimes not. But having said that, the illogical exceptions do hold a fascination for me…I mean those times when you just walk right into a kiss, one that comes at you from out of the sun, unseen, unexpected, and unbelievable. The most memorable had been three days before my last move to another city – on a six month placement – and perhaps that said it all really, regarding the why of how it all happened. As is traditional, several of my friends, acquaintances, and various peripheries all agreed to gather that night in our favorite meeting spot, Mac's Cool Bar, having decided to share a few good beers in even better company – it was just an adieu, after all. We had the expected good time, ending innocently enough with three of us, then just two; myself and an absolutely stunning lady I'd met several weeks, (and four days, three hours and twelve minutes, or so) before. She wanted to call into the local wine-bar for a final coffee – and even though it was apparent by then that nothing further was going to happen between us, I agreed. Odd that, I remember thinking at the time - an offer of coffee without meaning something else other than coffee, but having had a few beers, I decided not to say anything stupidly smart. It was no problem, we'd all had a good night together anyway, so I was happy to simply extend the evening and its conversation. A little later, I got the warning pangs of a bad headache stalking me – a sure sign of fatigue – so with regret and a bit of melodrama, I explained about the headache, and bade the new mixture of company a very good conclusion to the evening; feeling in my bones that by leaving her behind, one of them would get just that - no more than he hoped, but way more than he probably expected. ‘Wait a minute, and I'll walk as far as my car with you.' Her words were unexpected, and that huskiness caught me every time I heard it, giving me a tightening twinge where it's nice. I smiled a little wanly, looking as pale as I felt: ‘Thanks, but you stay – have fun in my absence - drink a toast to the bravely fallen hero.' Despite my misgivings for leaving her in the present company, and what my feelings said about where that would lead, I didn't want to be responsible for dragging her away from that chance – even if it meant depriving myself of her company for a few more minutes. ‘We could do the coffee thing tomorrow or Monday though.' ‘It's no problem, I really have to be going too – so I might as well leave and walk with you.' Subjective seconds later, we were both outside, her showing nursely concern for my condition as we strolled gently up the late-night street, still thronged and at full-bore with a scattered flow of crowds heading out clubbing, or off for a few cans more at an impromptu party. Making the three minute walk in ten, we arrived at her car – denoted as hers by a proud pat on the roof as she turned back to face me: ‘Here we are, and here's my baby. Thanks for a beautiful evening by the way – and it's certainly a lovely bar - I'll have to go in there again to keep your seat safe and warm against your return.' I smiled quirkily, keeping my hands in my coat pockets by force of will: ‘Thanks to you in turn for showing up - y'know, I didn't really expect it.' I smiled again. ‘How could I not come, after you asked me. It was a warm welcoming to the group, in a strange sort of way. It made me feel a part of it all for the first time since I started coming.' I felt a little caught out by that, as if just turning the page to discover my version of the script was somehow missing a few passages – had I been that obvious in my inviting her? I thought quickly back over the scene at the time. ‘Have you far to go from here? I can give you a lift if you direct me, and if it's eastwards of course.' Her light laugh and change of tack cut into the incipient pause before it could become a significant one. ‘No, you're fine. I'm off south, and it's only a ten minute amble from here.' ‘What, back the way we've just come?' I shrugged lightly and nodded: ‘The extra walk has done me good - and I could hardly leave you to come out here alone - now that wouldn't have been fair.' ‘Ahhh…thanks.' And just like that, we were hugging like the oldest of friends soon to be parted for the first time. It was strange - I hadn't even noticed my arms moving to where I felt them now - around her waist. She completed the moment with a pleasing sigh into my shoulder. Drawing back after a moment, turning my face to look her in the eye as I did so, I saw her do the same - then everything smoothed down into that electric slow-motion state of realization, and anticipation…synchronizing into a kiss that melted body into body. I was in slight shock, mind numbed into a thought-free place, but my senses were all on full alert and roaring, blood rushing in response to the sudden adrenaline flood - it's noise counter-pointed by the tickle of breath, felt with light, accompanying shivers dancing across my ear-lobe. Our embrace grew tighter still, thighs and bellies pressing with equal-matched pressure of eagerness against each others' – the difference, my erection between us growing in one smooth-flow down into the vale under her Mons Veneris, clearly pointing to where he wanted to go. Her hands were roving over my back and neck, rasping over the short-shorn stubble of the shaven parts – mine in turn, were in the small of her back, and on the upper slope of her behind, holding them with gentle pressure and making light stroking motions that drew the breaths deeper, and in more rapid succession from her. For all the passion and wordless need being expressed, our lips were still softly touching, sweet, firm jello, counter-pointed by her darting tip of a cool, hard tongue, playfully sparring with mine in light familiarity. A moment…an hour later, we parted to look at each other. ‘Oh – why now, when I'm about to go away?' I groaned in a stage whisper, as I gave her another quick hug. ‘It's a magical moment, just let it take us where we want – I didn't expect this either…or for such passion from you.' She still sounded a little surprised as she murmured it, and I laughed lightly. ‘Yeah, the hair does tend to give another impression.' She squeezed me back, and we went into another kiss, slower, more pointed, and her hand slid down my side - flowing around to follow my full erection down to its tip, giving that a light squeeze too. Her teeth nibbled my lips, and with a deft stroke, her tongue licked between them, in a way that made me harder still. ‘I can't stay all night, but I'll come back to your place for a while.' I hadn't asked, but I wasn't going to point that out - so we got in her car, and I directed her to my flat. Everyone else was thankfully asleep by then, and I was able to get us comfortable without all the extra considerations involved with needing to be polite to flat-mates. A kiss in the living room, another in the kitchen lead us quickly to the bedroom – and another kiss; this time without jackets or the constraints of others' ribaldry on the street to distract us. With slow and gentle moves, we spent some time getting to know each other, first through then under our clothing – which having become superfluous, came off. First was her red top, and with no bra to slow things down, I could look on her in just skin-tight stretch fabric leggings, her pale skin pearlescent against the black. Ash-blond hair curled long and endearingly in different ways around each breast, caught on nipples dark and rigid with expectation. I was the first to be fully naked though, needing to release him from the tight jeans where he was wedged very long and hard, trapped immovably down the leg between fabric and thigh. In a kneeling position before her, I eased them carefully down over him, and freed he came smoothly upwards as the last dammed up suffusion of blood rushed into place. She rose up too on one elbow, and took him in her other hand, mouth lightly enveloping only the tip with that lovely, soft wetness that is so sweet a feeling – then drawing me back down with her and sucking lightly, her tongue tickled at me lightly down the underside in slow envelopment. Taking him out, she placed a soft kiss on the tip: ‘Hello there beautiful.' It wasn't me she was talking to, 'that's enough for now, but behave yourself and I promise you more later.' I took my cue and replaced him with my own lips on hers, moving them with kisses slowly along jaw-line, then down the smooth arc of her neck and into the clavicle hollow - taking my time there, I built her closed-eyes moans to where I wanted them - one with each breath. Satisfied that I had her full attention on where my lips were slowly going, I took them on a trek of discovery over her soft upper slopes, then higher around the trembling peaks, and then down ever so slowly onto the sloped valley of her belly. Moving ahead of them, my hands gently caught the waistband and rolled it lower, just in advance of where those kisses would fall, tacking across and then back again in prolongment of pressure-pleasure. Nibbling on her fine hairs as they became exposed to the air of my room, I concentrated on pulling the last of the barrier down away from her prize, sending an unexpected dart of my tongue down into the tight cleft between fabric and over her moist clitoris in a controlled slide – she moaned and bucked with a light spasm. I withdrew my tongue and struggling in disharmony to help me, she got he leggings and entangled slip off, opening her legs smolothly under me. I could smell her light scent and knew she was very wet, but despite the kick of knowing that, I still wanted her wetter, so that I could slide into her all the way, without having to take it by inch-at-a-time stages of introduction. Sliding my hands lightly from her waist down to her smooth and slender hips, I sank onto my forearms for the last approach. Leading my kissed down just alongside her lips, I focused on licking the moisture away as I went, but not touching the really sensitive petals of her flower, or its bud. Then I climbed back up the other side in a repeat performance, by which time she was moaning and writhing in an attempt to get me where she wanted – I had her in a good immobilizing grip though, and took my time, just loving her complaining whimpers. Drawing back, I blew lightly down between her ass cheeks, along the anus - then up over her pubes, having become charged by release from constriction under her panties, and now enjoying the freedom of air. Lowering my head, I flicked long eyelashes several times across her clit - the surprise move making her grunt and jerk again with involuntary response – after which, the next thing she felt was my tongue go into a holding pattern around and around it – drawing her focus back and leading us onto where we were now going. I tasted her in such a way, and knew that she must have come just then, her moisture washing in little waves onto my tongue as I took it down between her lips, extending it as far inside as I could reach. My upper lip pressed in this way just above the hood of her clit, raising it in further swelling, knowing the blood could not escape back out again - so I teased at it very gently, sucking on her mini-erection and that got her panting again. Focusing on taking her back up to a proper orgasm, I listened to the rising chorus of moans and little cries as they built in tell-tale expression of how close she was. Then she went silent, thighs clamping my neck hard, hands gripping my head into immobility - calves hooked over my back, as she arched upwards with her pelvis, lifting me with it. I shifted position and delivered the last few deliberate strokes of my tongue, held at the apex of a triangle she'd made from our two linked bodies. Her orgasmic cry was almost a voiceless wail, and came from as deep within her as the tremors of release themselves – she slowly eased off the pressure with her thighs, and her hands went into a limp stroking of my poor abused neck and head - strength returning to her movements slowly, in proportion to the calming of her breathing. Wordlessly she released me as her thighs relaxed and opened fully - with her feet at my waist, she drew me forward – achieving that wonderful sensation of a perfect, unguided entry. Without thought or effort, finding my nirvana as she enveloped me in the way I'd hoped, in one long smooth-slide of hard flesh entering the warm-wetness of a blissful, ready softness. Keeping it gentle still, I lifted myself up on extended arms, so that I could slowly but implacably thrust to the maximum of my length, feeling her cervix rubbing past the tip with every inward slide. Letting it build naturally, I shifted through a few variants of the same position, before ending in a close clutch of a warm hug - rocking over her with my thrusts moving her clit up and down in time to our mutual thrusts. I could feel her cheeks flushed and hot with orgasmic build up, as well as our closeness - and that sent me over the top - speeding the pace as all pretence at control was lost in the moment. I began thrusting harder, hearing her cries rising along with my need to flood her. With muscles tight, I held her and sped the last of my energy from me into a focused peak of effort, feeling the inner itch turn to that wondrous moment of calm, just before the storm - when everything gets drenched. At my last thrust, held deep inside her, she gripped me and came again – the heat of her juices enveloping me, and calling my own out to join hers. Needless to say, the rest of the night was taken up with more of the same – both of us seizing the moment to the full, until daylight drove her away again – home, to sleep before work that night, and leaving me to lie there, wondering if any of it could really have happened.