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A New Toy

By: tufguy350



It was back about our 5th year of marriage when I decided to do something different. I was gone to Norfolk Virginia on business; I was gone for nearly a month and a half. After going out with the guys several times I started missing Trish even more. So for a solid week I did nothing more that think of how I can improve our love life. I thought of so many things, knowing that Trish had a good past before we married; I just was not sure how I could improve ours. 

I did what every red blooded American man would do in this situation. I stopped by the local triple X store to see what they had. I looked at everything they had in the store and found the Phallus’s the most interesting. So I left the store that day and thought about it for a couple days. I called Trish on the phone one night. Not to divulge my plans, just jokingly talked with her. One particular night it was late, we started talking about making love and things associated to it. I would always drill Trish for information about her past, about how her other lovers were and things she did. One question that came up was if she ever had a guy that was really well endowed. All she could remember was her first, he wasn’t circumcised, and she thought he was pretty big. But since he was her first, she really didn’t enjoy it. I asked her on several occasions if she would like to have a guy really equipped, to really fill her up. As for myself I am only seven inches, and about an inch and a half diameter. She said the most common answer, I like the way you feel, and the way you work it makes me feel the best. Yeah it would be nice to feel a really big guy once, but I would be afraid I would like it too much. 

This set the pace for me. I knew what I saw at the store and set my mind into getting it. The following day I went to the adult bookstore I stopped in before. I went straight to the phalluses and found the perfect one. It was costly though, $79.00 and looked huge. I grabbed it off the shelf and went to the counter; there I grabbed a bottle of liquid silk personal lubrication. The old man standing behind the counter didn’t even look me in the eye, just rang up the items and put them in the brown paper bag. 

I drove straight to the hotel room to see just what I got. Once in the room, the door locked and window blinds closed. I opened the bag. The box that the dildo was in was pretty big and heavy. I opened the box and inside was a red velvet bag and inside the contents that I thought would blow her mind. I opened the tie string and pulled out the phallus. It was the Jeff Stryker Realistic. It was about ten and half inches long, and the girth of about two inches at the base. The hefty member was bent towards the ground and a nicely tapered head, which went to the thickest part, nearly two and quarter inches thick. I played around with it a little, as if my own, and I must say I was really jealous, this thing was huge. I could double fist it, and still leave the head sticking out. Enough was enough for this night, I laid it on the bed and called Trish, and just wanting to talk a little before I went to bed. 

The following day when I returned to the room, I started writing a game plan, how I wanted to introduce Trish to it, how I would get her really turned on and prepare her for the pleasure. I knew she had gotten use to me; there was no telling how she would handle this. So in preparation I went out to the mall and went shopping for Trish. I went to several stores and found her a nice outfit; along with it I found a pair of thong underwear. I figured it would be great and with a new outfit, one night on the town and she would be all mine. I knew my trip was coming to and end, so I wanted to get everything just right. Well before I knew it I was heading home. 

Trish met me at the airport, she was wearing a skintight summer dress, and as I hugged her, I could tell she had neither panties on nor a bra. I was immediately excited. We climbed into the car stopping to kiss once again and then proceeded to the house. Once there I took a shower and cleaned up, I handed Trish the Gift bag and she was astonished that I thought of her while I was gone. Once she seen the outfit, she stripped down there in the living room and tried it on. Immediately I seen as she lifted her dress up over her head, she had shaved her self nearly bald. Only a small patch of fuzz was left just above her slit. It was sexy as all get, I started getting a hard on right then. 

Trish slipped on the thong panties, I was almost upset she would cover such a beautiful thing up, but when she showed me it, ohhhh that ass was nice. She then put on the mini skirt and skimpy top. Damn she looked good right then. She then said she would leave it on, for now. 

We left for dinner at Red Lobster. There we ordered drinks; I had a beer, and she ordered her favorite drink a Pink Pussycat. We ordered our food and the salad came. After about 40 minutes and a few drinks later, the waiter came to us to say they were out of swordfish, and asked if I wanted a substitute. I ordered a steak instead. Trish’s dinner had not come yet either. But by this point we both had about 3 drinks each. We decided that eating would just ruin the mood and we got up to leave. I went to the hostess and handed her twenty dollars for the drinks and we left. 

We went down the street to a bar that had pool tables in it. We ordered a round of drinks and she racked the balls. In that tight mini skirt, if she leaned over too far you could see her nice ass hang out. So that’s just what she would do when she shot. It was either that or she would grab my crotch or ass as I walked by. I could tell she was feeling really horny and frisky. This went on till I couldn’t shoot any more pool because the stiff one on my jeans. 

We decided to have another drink and sit down in a booth for a minute. Once we sat, she scooted next to me and took my hand. I placed it on her thigh; she moved it up as she spread her legs for me. I could feel the heat though the thin material of the thong. I started to massage her lips and clit through the material. Her head hit my shoulder as her excitement built. I stopped before we got too carried away and told her we needed to leave. 

She grabbed my hand and we walked out the bar. It was dark out now, almost eleven o’clock. I opened the door to the car for her and she pressed her body against mine, kissing me passionately. Once I let he in I closed the door and walked around the car. Taking a deep breath to calm down I then opened my door and sat down to start the car. I looked over at Trish and she handed me her thong panties, her skirt was up around her waist. All she did was smile at me. I told her to lay her seat back as I drove home. I tried to fondle her the best I could, but it wasn’t enough for her. As I slipped my fingers inside her moist nest, she started rubbing her clit. With her eyes closed and hips thrusting she was out of control. She came with a scream of pleasure just about a mile from our house. I slowly rubbed her clit just to keep the excitement up, and her high going. 

We walked into the house, and proceeded to kiss and grope each other. I told her I want this to last all night long, and tried to slow things down just a little. I grabbed another beer and mixed Trish another drink, this one stronger than usual. I handed her her drink and she immediately started drinking it down. We sat with some music on and slowly kissed and held each other. 

I got up to use the rest room, and slipped into the bedroom. All night I thought of how I can blow her mind away with this new toy. So in preparation I ran the faucet with hot water, and filled a mug with it. I then slipped the phallus into the water to warm it up some. I then set it on the headboard along with the lubrication. I returned to the living room to find Trish had finished her drink and laying on the couch waiting for me. I moved over to her and kissed her lips. Then grabbed her hand and stood her up. She was a little week in the knees, but still fully conscious. I then walked her into the bedroom, and turned on the black light. Blocking her view of the headboard, I ever so slowly slipped her skirt onto the floor, and then kissing her again. Her passion was intense to say the least. My emotions were focused on her, my heart throbbing with the same passion. A feeling of uncertainty filled my head, not know if she would accept the new toy. 

Once she was naked she grabbed my jeans and pulled them to the floor. And before I could move she had my stiff cock in her hands moving to put it in her mouth. She took me straight in her mouth and then licked it, all the while looking up at me. She had a devilish grin as she stroked me, and sucked my cock head. I moved her onto the bed, and laid her out on her back. I kissed her lips and then without hesitation moved down to her breast, taking one in my hand and the other in my mouth. Her body quaked and her back arched. I moved her over towards the center of the bed. And then slowly went down on her. She was extremely wet and hot by this point. 

As I delicately tended to her love nest, I reached up and grabbed the phallus. I slipped in into my underwear and stuck it through the slit in the front. All I could think as I went back to licking her nest was this thing was huge. I put it slightly above and in front of my stiff cock. I then reached up and grabbed the lubricant and set it next to her on the bed. I leaned back between her legs and kneeled on the bed. Trish lay there on her back pushing me with her feet to move closer. I knew it was now or never. I grabber the lube and put a gob of it in my hand, I slide it over the entire length of this toy and then slapped the rest on her wet slit. Trish jumped as I slide my hand over her with the lube on it. Everything became really slick then, my fingers slipped in and out of her body without hesitation. 

I moved up over her and hold the cock back, whispered I had something for her, and asked if she would like it. She didn’t know what I was talking about, and just said yes. I kneeled back and then grabbed the cock in my hand. I leaned forward a little just to rub the thick head against her clit and opening. She squirmed with passion and let out a little moan. I then started to slip just the head into her body. As she began to feel the massive size enter her she gasped for air. I was scared at that point thinking she would not be able to handle it. Then she started to rotate her hips almost sucking me into her. As I looked down to my amazement she was slowly easing herself onto me, or I should say this massive toy. She took in about half the length as I then took over. I eased my self over on one arm and still on my knees. I slowly started easing it out and then back into her willing body. She put her hand up to my hip so that I would not hurt her by going too deep. But boy did she squirm as I began a decent rhythm. 

It drove her nuts as I eased all the way out, so that only the thick head was sitting on her entrance, and then I would ease it back into her. Once i slipped completely out, she shocked me by grabbing the thick cock and guided it back into her body. After a few times like this, she started pulling me into her with a fast deep thrust. I was in shock looking down as I screwed her with this large cock. I still couldn’t get it all in, but my god it was huge. I did her like this for a few minutes as her excitement built up. I even threw her legs up over my shoulders and continued at a fast pace screw her like crazy. She loved every minute of this, but even in this position, she still could not take the whole cock inside her. I slowed the pace and pushed her left leg over my shoulder, putting her on her side. Still inside her I continued to glide slowly in and out of her willing body. 

Trish taking my hint, moved over to her knees, raising her ass in the air, and laying her head and chest on the bed. This amazed me even more. With her ass high in the air, I took several short strokes, from tip of the head to only about an inch into her. This started driving her crazy, wanting to feel more inside her. I then thrust deep into her body, She screamed with delight. With the curve of the cock going down, I realized she could take the whole ten inches when my hips met her ass cheeks. I could hardly keep the pace now, stroking the full length of this massive tool into her body was exciting me more than I could have imagined. Within a few moments she was screaming for me to go harder and harder. I thrust with all I had, burying my phallus deep into her; she met each thrust with encouragement. Then she started screaming as yet another orgasm shrieked through her body. I grabbed her hips and held her tight against my hips, pushing this cock to the hilt in her body. I held her like this for nearly two full minutes allowing her to savor the pleasure. 

Now nearly exhausted, I pulled out and she whimpered. I rolled her over once again, and pulled my own hard cock out, and came all over her breast and neck. She took me into her mouth and licked my cock dry. I then moved back down and entered her with only me. It must have been the warmth of my cock, but within seconds she was screaming again of pleasure. She thrust her hips into me as I once again came into her willing womb. 

Our passion was raised once again, and once and a while I get Jeff out to play, and she loves it.

A New Toy



It was hot!!!! This was my first summer here in Houston. And lucky for me, I found a job that was over nights. So I sleep thru the heat of the day. But, on my days off, I like to have as close to normal day. My Trainer, who lives an hour away, had told me over the phone that he recently acquired a new toy for our ‘game’. Now Trainer is still learning the “ropes” so to speak. And I must admit, he has taken me further than I’ve been before, too. So we are both discovering strange territory. Trainer shows promise plus initiative. Always works for me. 

So when he told me that it was a paddle, I became a bit hesitate. A paddle is a big step for me. I never had one laid across my ass before. Not even a ping-pong paddle. But what the hell, how else am I going to find out if I can take that kind of pain. And the visual of him, behind me, striking my ass with it… well, let’s say it boggled my mind. Every time he has taken me to a new level, I’m amazed that I can even withstand the pain. 

As soon as he said ‘paddle’, my brain started churning. I imagined that he came over to my place late the next day. While he said he would give it thought, I thought I was going to be alone that evening. But sure enough, there was a knock on my door. I saw his face in the keyhole and I thru open the door. It was a surprise! He reached up behind my head and pulls my head towards his. With a grip of my hair, he kisses me hard on the lips. Uh oh, I’m in trouble for sure. Next thing I feel as he kisses me is something hard being rubbed on my ass. I jumped in fright as the smooth wood slides across my rear. I was only wearing a cotton nightie, so it was thin enough for me to feel it. It was so hard. I didn’t think I could take a beating from it. Trainer snickered to himself as he felt me jerk from the touch of the paddle. “What’s the matter, slut”, he growls in my ear, “don’t think you can take it?” he removes the paddle and I feel his arm jerk back and forth quickly. 

The sparks of pain sensors erupted thru out my body. It was intense! It took every once of strength in me not to scream out. I didn’t want my neighbors to hear my screams. I looked at him and beggingly asked, “Please, gag me, please.” 

He backed off a bit and took my hand. “I knew this moment would come”, and with that he reaches behind him and whips out a ball and harness gag. It looked just like the one in the picture he uses for my use on the computer. "Strip and kneel before me, now." 

I threw off my nightie and laid it aside, I had nothing on underneath. I then knelt in front of him, head to floor. I started to tremble from the coldness of the air conditioner. He thought I was scared. He reached down and grabbed my hair, forcing my head up to look at him. "Are we quivering? You have forgotten that it's not allowed?"

I quickly shook my head. "No, it's the a/c." I begged to him. "I promise you, it's only the air conditioner. He pulled me back further and saw I was flushed with excitement. Rats, I thought to myself, he's learning to tell the difference. 

"So now we are lying, huh?" He twists his hand tighter in my hair, causing me to yelp and look at him in the eye. He sees the fear in my eyes as I realize that we are fixing to take the "game" a step further. He pulls my hair up, forcing me to stand. With a shove of his hand, he pushes me towards my bedroom doorframe. "I wonder just how many times you have lied to me before I finally caught on to you." he said as he followed me to the doorframe. "To post, bitch." 

I stood in the doorway, positioning my hands to the sides of the frame, above my head slightly, and gripped in fear. He is the first man to put me 'to post'. It is still a powerful turn on for me. As i stand there, he is bringing his hand around me, grabbing one of my tits and taking the nipple between his thumb and index finger. While rolling that nipple around, he says, "Now, pay attention, slut. You will tell me how many times you have lied to me. And if I think the number is too low, I will swat you with this paddle. And we will repeat this till I hear the correct number. Then you will receive that many swats afterwards."

I couldn't believe my ears! I was to number my own punishment. I nodded my head. Wait! He had not put the gag on me. I have to make as few misses as possible so the neighbors won't hear me cry out too much. This means I have to hold back my cries. I turned my head to look at him and he read the fear in my eyes. "Yes, slut, I'm not gagging you just yet. I want to see how fast you can tell me the correct amount." 

Well, he certainly knew me and my way of thinking. I knew that no matter what the first number was, it was going to be incorrect, so I told him the number 5. He tweaked my nipple and says, "You are insulting me. As he tweaks the nipple more, I hear this 'swoosh' and feel my ass come alive in sheer pain. I tried to keep the scream within me and i feel it forcing it's way out. I broke position, jerking his fingers on my tit off, and dropped to my knees, screaming into the carpet. The pain was so intense. He then leaned over to finger my upturned pussy, checking to see if I was gushing. Sure enough, I could hear and feel his fingers sloshing about. I was drenched. I wanted to be fucked right then and there. "To post!" I hear again. I struggle to stand and placed my hands back up on the doorframe in position. He replaces his hand back on my tit. Once again, he squeezes the nipple. "What is the number?" I gave it some thought. I didn't want to make it to low, but I then didn't want to give a higher number as he just might take that number. So I tell him the number 10. He says, "Wrong, too low." I brace myself for the next swat. He gives me a few seconds so he can watch my ass quiver. I'm shaking in total fear. I know now that this will hurt. He lands it on the fullness of my ass, where i will feel it more. When the paddle kisses my ass, he twists my tit even harder. I lost it again. As I fall down to knees again, trying to make the carpet a buffer for my screaming, my hands hold on to my ass cheeks in pain. The pain was excruciating, I wanted to cry out the 'safe' word. But i resisted from crying it out. Trainer then dived his fingers deep in my pussy again. Once again, my body betrayed me, I was soaking wet.

I lifted my head off the floor and cried out "Fifteen, Master, fifteen." I couldn't even raise myself off the floor, the pain was unbearable. Plus I was doing my best to keep the neighbors from hearing my screams. 

"Well, the slut said the right number finally." I'll never know if he wanted that number all along, or if he felt a small measure of pity for me. I was relieved that the first part was over. Now for the hard part. He told me to kneel up to him. I slowly positioned myself in front of him, hands to my sides, head down in submission. I feel a finger under my chin and he lifts my head up to look at him. He tells me to open my mouth wide for the gag. He pressed the ball against my lips as I start to open. He works the ball into my mouth making sure it is in properly. My mouth is filled with the red ball, i next feel him fastening the straps to hold it in my mouth. He twists one of my nipples, making me squeal out. The gag effectively silences me so the neighbors can't hear. 

Trainer then takes my hands in front of me and binds them with one of the ropes i keep in my 'toy box'. Another rope ties my ankles together. He then takes the ends of both ropes and secures them tightly, hogtying me, making sure my fingers were in easy reach of my clit. I snuck a couple of fingers to see just how wet I was. I was ready to drown the carpet below me. I was sopping wet.

When he positioned himself, he lets the paddle grace my ass. “There will be no safe word as of now” he starts with my punishment. I hear him say “One.” What followed after the swoosh I heard from the paddle was far worse than when he had swatted before. I never felt such pain. I screamed into the gag. All he can hear is the mewling I am making behind the gag. I can’t even break position as I’m tied into place.

“Two.” he slams the paddle hard on my ass, causing me to jerk forward and I fall over. He just stands there, waiting for me to reposition myself back into place. Thirteen times I feel that paddle on my rear and I hear him call out the number each time. I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. There were tears in my eyes, blinding me. I knew by now, my ass was crimson, and the pain was driving me to orgasm. He allowed me to play with myself for the last five swats; I was rubbing my clit as hard as I could. “No, no, no, don’t you dare come, bitch,” he warned as he approached the last swat. That final blow from the paddle sent sparks of pain that went straight to my pussy and I flooded the floor under me. I hadn’t cum, but gushed pussy juice down my legs. Trainer saw this and dropped the paddle. He got behind me, unbuckled and unzipped his pants, making them pool around his ankles. He strokes his cock with one hand and dips deep into my pussy with the other, after he jerks my thrusting fingers out of the way. He then aims his hard cock at my pussy and shoves it as hard as he can. He feels the heat off my ass as it glows from his paddling. He grabs my hips and pounds his cock deep in my pussy. The force of his fucking is making my face rub into the carpeting, but I’m beyond noticing it. 

With one hand, he smacks my ass, telling to fuck him back. I push back hard at each of his thrusts. After a few more thrusts, he stops and pulls out. Guiding his dick at my asshole, he pushes it up my ass, taking his time, letting my hole adjust to his entering. Soon all of his cock is up me. He slowly starts to fuck me. In and out, building speed. Now he is pumping away at my ass and I am pounding back. “Oh yes, slut, that’s it, fuck me back.” He speeds up the tempo and I soon feel him starting to cum. “Now. Cum bitch, cum for me.” I am finally able to cum! I let loose and thanks to that gag, all he hears are the high pitched squeals of my orgasm. I feel him cumming deep in my ass. Knowing that this was the first time he took my ass makes it all the more sweeter for the both of us. Both of us are a ragged mess of sweat, gasping for breath. He pulls out of my ass, gets up and heads for the bathroom. I am left there on the floor still bounded and gagged. The pain on my backside is still there, but it is at a more tolerable level. I thought about what I had just been thru. I came close to crying out the safe word but I didn’t. and when I was in no position to say it, it didn’t even cross my mind. 

As I pondered on this, Trainer returned with a warm soapy washcloth to clean me up. The soft cloth felt harsh on my ass as he wiped me down. I kept twitching away form the cloth. He chuckled at me, telling me I was such a silly wench. 

When he returns from the bathroom after cleaning me, he then removes the harness and gag. I take huge gulps of air as he pulls back the sweat soaked hair that was plastered upon my face. He then unties my bound hands from my ankles and helps me to kneel up. I try to nestle my head on his shoulder and quietly tell him, “Thank you” He just scoffs at my attempts and unties both my wrists and ankles. 

As I kneel there to regain my composure, he then asks, “So, what new toy shall we explore next?



A New Toy



This story really should be in the middle of a long time encounter between a couple that has finally become a couple, but this is what kept running through my head the other day and I had to put it down, if you enjoyed it please look out for more, I will try to start at the beginning with the next tale This is my first submission though so have mercy … 

"Hello."… I know my voice sounded way too breathy when I answered the phone, thank god for caller id.

I heard his chuckle and could see his slight grin in my mind "Now, what have you been doing?"

"Just breaking in a new toy if you must know." I was not all too pleased with getting caught.

"Really now? Mind if I come play?" I saw his grin broaden and his eyebrow cock slightly. …. I really do know him too well…

"Sure just come in." I was pleased that he was coming over, and glad this conversation wasn't going to continue the way … others had.

"I always do. I'll be there in a bit." 

"See ya." I hung up with a sigh of relief. And went back to the business at hand.

I heard the door to my room open, which surprised me considering I was in mid orgasm at the time. I froze. He stood there in the open doorway leaning against the frame looking at me, his eyes met mine and he gave me a slight nod to continue. I was lying face up in the middle of my bed, legs spread wide, shoulders and feet touching the bed, the rest of my body pressed up into the air. I worked my new toy, a 12-inch long, 2 inch in diameter vibrator, into my pussy. He stood there still eyes moving from my large chest, 36DD, heaving as I struggled for breath, to the plastic cock forcing entry into my cunt. His eyes would occasionally stray to the full wall mirror across from the bed, seeing the image reflected. My lithe dancer's body, with too full tits, writing in orgasm, pleasing myself. As my orgasm subsided, he finally entered the room all the way and closed the door. My body touched the bed again, and I started to remove my toy and sit up. 

"Don't stop." 

I smiled at him, an eager lust filled gaze, as I started to tease myself, with my toy. He walked over to the desk, picked up my camera and moved the chair in line with the bed. He started to snap pics of me. Pictures of my pussy with the giant toy spreading it wide. Pictures of my breasts, pictures of my face mid orgasm. Suddenly he stopped. He moved to the bag where I kept my toys and took out a small vibrator, hard and bright pink plastic, he lubed it up well and placed my hand on it. As he covered my hand with his, he moved the smaller toy against my ass, then stepped away again and continued taking pictures. 

I kept the big toy in my pussy and started to slip the small one into my ass, I was no stranger to anal play, but I had never had something so large in my pussy as I forced something into my ass. It was wonderful to be so full and as soon as I had the vibrator half way in, I started to have this orgasm, this long intense amazing orgasm that seemed never to stop. I started a rhythm with the two toys, so that I was never empty, it was wonderful. I was vaguely aware of the flash of the camera as I was lost in my lust. Suddenly there was something cold on my nipple and I broke my trance, the orgasm that never ended, halted. And I drew in a sharp breath as a clamp was placed on my nipple. Left first then right, I felt the chain between them cold against my chest.

"Don't stop," He whispered to me.

I continued my assault on my holes. The orgasm seemed to pick up again where it left off, almost stronger now that the burning sting was in my nipples. I fucked myself with the need of a woman lost in orgasm. As I started to moan wildly, I suddenly felt his hand on my shoulder. 

"Roll over."

I rolled, shoulders and head pressed against the bed, on my knees, pussy and ass up, still filled with the toys. I squealed as the chain on the nipples dropped and the weight pulled them slightly. I started to cum again, as I felt the bed shift behind me. I felt his hand on my hand holding the toy in my ass. He pulled it out and set it aside. He placed his hand on my ass as I felt the tip of his cock slide into my back hole. He pushed in steadily, I thought I was gonna burst with that big toy in my pussy and his cock filling my ass. Finally, he made it in, he started to thrust, I started to scream, the sensations were so intense, I was lost in lust. He came, and started to pull out, when he was out, he pulled the toy out of my pussy.

"Turn around."

He stood next to the bed and I cleaned his cock of his cum. I could feel the cum starting to slip out of my ass and between my legs. I smiled up at him and lay back against the pillows, he lay beside me and I curled up in the crook of his arm, one arm draped across his chest. He still had his shirt on. We lied there for a minute in silence. When my breathing returned to normal, I ran my hand across his chest and to the hem of his shirt. He looked down at me and smiled.

"You still want more don't you?"

"Yes." I breathed

"Go clean up first."

I slid across him out the bed, he smacked my ass lightly and I bounded off, drawing in a sharp take of breath as the bounce pulled the chain between my tits sharply. I rinsed and toweled off as best I could and came back to the room. He was sitting fully naked on the edge of the bed. I stood in front of him. He looked up and noticed the chain on my nipples still. He released it. First the left, pausing to kiss and suck it tenderly before repeating the process on the right.

I sat next to him and laid my head on his shoulder. He leaned down and kissed me gently I put my hand on his cheek and we kissed for a while. He slid his hand around my waist and pulled me towards him and I slid my leg over his to straddle his lap. We sat there kissing running our hands along each other, making out like teenagers, we always did, I think it reminded us of our first times together. Finally, we broke the kiss; I laid my head on his shoulder and kissed his neck lightly. He held me close, "suck my dick." he breathed in my ear. I stood up and started to crawl between his legs, "no, turn around." I positioned my self over him and started to kiss his dick. I truly did love his dick. Nice sized and uncut, I don't know why but I really loved his dick. As I twirled my tongue around his dick, his tongue pressed against my slit. I loved the cool sensation, especially after having such a workout earlier. I started to suck on the tip of his cock running my tongue around, and his started to lick and suck on my clit. I slipped my mouth down his cock. Letting him sit in my throat as I moaned my pleasure around his cock. He slid his tongue deeper along my slit. Invading my cunt just slightly before returning to suck my clit gently. I slid my mouth up and down his shaft, twirling around the head, before continuing back down. He stopped his ministrations on my clit and tapped my ass slightly I turned around and lay against his body. Feeling his cock hard against me, nestling itself between my legs as we kissed deeply again. I broke the kiss and slid my legs on either side of him raising myself up slightly as I positioned his cock against my pussy. 

I slid myself down agonizingly slow along his cock twirling my hips slightly as I made my way ever slower down his shaft. Every time he would start to thrust against me, I stopped. We had played this game often enough for him to know I would work my way back up if he continued. He sighed frustratedly and I continued slowly down till he was buried in my pussy. Then I started to rock back and forth slowly, twirling my hips, sliding up and down, slow and sweet. He took my breasts in his hands and played with my nipples slowly rolling them between his fingers never too much pressure, lovingly and kind. I squeezed myself against him and pulled my body up and forward, I started to thrust harder, the need building in my loins. He grasped my hips, and I could feel his need. I slid myself up and down on his shaft hungrily loving every moment he was inside me. He pulled me close against him and I stopped for a moment. I shifted my hips and he pulled me closer. I lay there till he was ready, we rolled over. He put my feet on his shoulders and started to thrust deep and steady inside me. We continued this and I shifted my legs crossed over each other pulled close against my stomach he leaned in it felt so good, I slid my legs around his back and pulled him close with my thighs. I was moaning heavily now. He started to thrust steadily against me, and I raised my hips to meet him. We thrust wildly for a bit and he tensed and filled me with his cum. We lay tangled in orgasm bodies tense and straining against each other. As we slowly relaxed, tremors ran through my body and I quivered beneath him. He kissed my cheek and slid across my body between my legs and I felt his tongue lick his cum from my pussy. He moved up to kiss me and we passed the cum between our tongues for a bit enjoying the taste of us mixed, he slid back down and licked me a bit more before snuggling up against me. 

I curled up against him one hand running along his chest a look of contentment on my face, 

"I love you." 

"I love you too," I breathed before falling asleep.



A New Toy



Her heart leapt when the doorbell rang that afternoon. Sadly, it was just a delivery, though the man seemed rather amused by her outfit and she was left blushing as she signed for the package. She had answered the door in nothing more than a silk, embroidered robe that was rather revealing at the top. The way she eagerly answered the door; the fact that her hair and makeup were done in high style; and it being almost 5p.m. made it rather obvious that she was waiting for someone. 

It wasn't a complete loss though. This was the package she had been waiting for all week. Just as she turned to take the box into the kitchen, the bell rang again. This time, it was him. He grinned as he entered. "Oh! Now I see why the UPS guy winked at me out there." His leer made her blush and she felt very self-conscious standing there; mute, with the box still in her hand.

"Is that for us," he asked pointing to the box. The question brought her back to herself. 

"Sort of," she said with a nodded. She then smiled and went into the kitchen knowing he would follow. She set it on the table, pried it open, and removed an odd looking item. It was pink and made of soft, translucent latex. It had two protrusions, one longer than the other. You could see a metal rod inside the longer shaft and some sort of metal egg-like case in the shorter one.

"It's one of those wonderful Japanese vibrators," she explained. "You see, my last one burned up. I needed a replacement. It took a whole week to get here and I've been going insane, honestly."

He laughed, taking the vibrator from her. He turned it over in his hands, examining it. Then he grinned down at her in a way that made her step back slightly. "And...you wouldn't be feeling submissive, now would you?"

Her furious blush told him the answer to that question. "Well then. How about we break this in," he said, stepping toward her. At first, she looked like a deer caught in the headlights. But then a shy smile spread over her face.

"To the bedroom," he said with gusto. She nodded and turned to lead the way.

As they entered the bedroom, he commanded that she take off the robe and lay down on the bed. She did as ordered and lay there, naked before him. He surveyed her, his eyes roaming over her face, her full breasts, the curves of stomach, her thighs, and down her legs. His eyes touched her as sure as his hands, causing her to flush and tremble. He laughed at her obvious distress and sat down next to her.

Without a word, he slid his hands along the paths that his eyes had taken. She trembled under his touch and he found her wet when he reached between her thighs.

Smiling down, he began to explore that wet region, massaging the sweet spots and watching her reaction. Her eyes closed and soft moans escaped her. 

"Shh, my dear. No more sound."

Her eyes flew open and she stared at him for a moment. He realized that he had just requested the near impossible from her, but that had been his intention. She didn't say a word, but gazed at him with desperation in her eyes. He ignored her and continued with the torture. At times, she was holding her breath to keep quiet as her hips moved against his hand, desperate for more.

After several moments of excruciating pleasure, he stopped. She lay there, spread before him, panting for breath. "Now, I think we're ready," he said holding up the forgotten vibrator.

Again, she gave him a look of hesitation, but said nothing. Smiling at her, he gently pushed the longer end of the vibrator into her. Her eyes closed, but she remained silent as ordered. For a bit, he simply moved it in and out of her, watching the signs of her enjoyment play over face. 

Then, without warning, he turned on both switches. One would make the long shaft turn; the other would cause the shorter shaft to vibrate against her more sensitive parts. She opened her mouth to gasp, but managed at the last minute to keep quiet. He chuckled again at her predicament. Slowly, he pushed the switches higher, increasing the intensity and enjoying the sight of her working to maintain control. Her hips pushed up against him, her breathing labored as she fought the desire to cry out, and her whole body trembling as she held every bit of ecstasy inside.

He turned the vibrator onto maximum. Now she was literally gasping for breath. Her hands clinched the sheets, knuckles white and fingers kneading. Her body was tensed, rigid and waiting...until finally the pleasure broke over her and she came. She let out a long hiss that would have been a scream had she not been able to keep her teeth tightly clinched. His eyebrows raised in surprise. 

He hadn't expected her to make it. 

This certainly changed his plans. He thought she would moan at the end, leading to a punishment. But such control deserved a reward. So, as she lay there, recovering, he rose and quickly undressed.

"My dear, that was wonderful," he said as he slipped back down beside her. "Such wonderful obedience deserves a reward." She opened her eyes sleepily and watched as he moved over her. She felt his hardness between her legs for just a moment before he gently slid inside her.

She held her breath and he realized that she was still attempting to keep quiet. "It's o.k. my love," he said. "You can make noise now. Enjoy this as much as you like."

With that, she moaned loudly and threw her arms around him, drawing him close. He moved gently and slowly at first, working prolonging the experience for them both. Her soft moans and sighs brushed against his ears as he held her close, pushing firmly inside her over and over again. Her hands now kneaded his back as she had the sheets before. His rhythm increased, driving them further. He felt her hips pushing back against him, her cries rising in volume and her hands now clawing at his back. Her body sheathed him, clinching down with each thrust as he drove himself into her depths.

Eventually, the pleasure got the best of them. A scream escaped her lips, her back arched violently as her body shuddered in climax. A roar answered her scream as his drove one final thrust, pinning her down and pulsing within her. 

They collapsed together, satisfied and spent. They lay for awhile, simply enjoying each other's presence.

Her voice broke the silence, but hesitation filled her words. "Thank you...my Master."

"You're certainly welcome, my slave," he said and felt her relax happily against him. "But let's drop our roles for now, shall we?"

She nodded and snuggled close. "I'm starved, how about you?"

"Yes," he replied eagerly. "Absolutely famished!"

She giggled at him. "Good. I have some dinner prepared already. Then, it's my turn to be on top." 



A New Toy



I haven't been able to please my boyfriend's sexual desires in a very long time. We have had an amazing relationship for years, but I really wanted to spice up our sex lives. I feel like I can't please him enough with our busy work schedules. I work days and he works nights so it's hard to have our time together for an evening of fun.

Today at work I was feeling quite horny as usual. I wanted to plan an evening of something new. Late in the day, I got an amazing idea to surprise my boyfriend with something new.

After work, I decided to go to a porn shop to just browse around and get different ideas. I have only been to a porn shop with Tim, so it was my first time going alone. It was exciting and at the same time, I could feel men stare me down as I walked up and down the isles curiously.

I looked at the usual items that Tim and I would look for such as sexy lingerie and new porn DVD's. Today I was in the mood to try something completely different on him. I started browsing all the toy novelties. All I could think about as I was looking for a new toy was how beautiful Tim's ass is. Lately we have been into something new- which is 69ing while we both lick each others asses. I never explored this with another man so the thought of it turns me on so much. While we were having sex a couple of weeks ago, I lubed up his ass with my saliva and inserted my finger in his ass to see his reaction. I never heard Tim moan so loud in my life. I thought for sure that we woke up my roommate.

As that thought crossed my mind, I wanted to really get his full hard attention. I passed by the dildos and strapon isle. I stopped dead in my track and got a very mischievous idea. I started getting into looking at all the strapon's the shop had to offer. My pussy was getting wet at my sick idea. I picked up this leather strapon and liked the way it was shaped to my body. The thought of being dominate and surprising him was making me crazy. I picked out a dong to go with this leather strapon. I grabbed a 6" cyberskin cock that I could imagine Tim going wild over. 

When I got home, I saw that Tim wasn't there, which was perfect for me to arrange some preparations for the night's activities. I ran up to my room and threw my packages down to jump in the shower. I washed every inch of my body and shaved my pussy completely bare, as I was going to make Tim cover me with his tongue.

After I was dry and lotioned, I spread my purchases out on the bed. I picked up the 6" cock and felt how smooth it was as I began to caress it. I knew Tim was going to go crazy with this big cock up his ass. I slipped the O-ring over the cock and fastened it to the harness. Then I put my thong on before strapping the dildo to my body. I felt so sexy sliding the leather up my legs and so powerful as I strapped myself in. I went over to the mirror and watched myself stroking my cock. The sight made my pussy gush.

I heard Tim coming up the stairs and turned to face the door just as he was walking in. My boyfriend stopped dead in his tracks and the look on his face put a large smile on mine. I ordered him to strip off his clothes, which he did, and crawl on his hands and knees to my new appendage. My boyfriend looked so fucking sexy crawling on the carpet with his already rock hard cock swinging underneath him.

As he approached me I asked him if he liked our new toy and he smiled as he nodded his head in approval. "Show me how much you like it!" I demanded of him. I smiled in satisfaction as I watched my boyfriend slip my lifelike cock into his mouth. As he displayed his cock-sucking skills, I couldn't help but imagine myself watching Tim give a guy head. My pussy started to drip as I pictured walking in on him with a 10" cock shooting a hot load into his mouth.

Tim had his eyes closed as my thick dick slid in and out of his wet mouth. I wondered if he was picturing the same thing I was. When he started moaning with a mouthful of cock, I couldn't take it anymore.

I ordered my boyfriend to stand up and get on the bed. I stared at him from across the room as he looked over his shoulder from his hands and knees. I gently made my way over and placed both my hands on his wanting ass. "Put you head down on the bed!" I demanded of him as I didn't want him to see what I would be doing. I slowly lowered my face to him as I spread his cheeks apart. Tim jumped a bit when he felt my wet tongue sliding along his wanting asshole. I rimmed him and enjoyed watching his throbbing cock jerk up and down with excitement. Tim began stroking himself and I felt his asshole open up for me. My long tongue dove into my boyfriend and he moaned into my mattress.

"Oh god Jenn, I want your cock in my ass," he mumbled into the bed. I began shoving my tongue in and out of his asshole, lubricating my target. My pussy was throbbing as I heard Tim beg to be fucked in the ass. As I removed my tongue from my boyfriend's asshole, I got up on my knees and positioned my cock at his entrance. I started slapping his hole with my cock.

"Tell me what you want!"

"I want it in my ass."

"You want what?" I teased him, wanting to hear him say it. I accentuated my question with some rough slapping with my hard-on.

"I want your big dick in my ass!" he screamed. I reached over and opened the bottle of lube. As I squeezed a few drops onto his asshole, he jumped, surprised at the coldness of it. I immediately began warming it up by sliding my middle finger in and out of his ass. Tim was practically shaking with excitement. I slipped my finger out of him and applied a generous amount of lube to my 6" cock. I felt so sexy as I began to stroke my cock, jerking myself off.

"You want this?" I teased him. Tim turned to look at my hand sliding up and down my cock and moaned very loudly.

"Oh god, yes Jenn. I want that fuckin' big dick to split me open."

I nearly came in my panties. As I lined the tip of my cock up with his wanting hole, I felt him tense a bit. "Relax baby, and it will feel much better for you," I instructed him. I immediately saw Tim's asshole open up to me and I took the opportunity to slip the head of my hard-on into my boyfriend's ass.

We both yelled in ecstasy together, probably too loud for my roommates being in the next room. I placed my left hand on Timmy's back as I slid the rest of my cock inside him. My hips were pressed into his ass, as I gave him some time to get used to my girth. I knew his anus was throbbing on my shaft as he felt the head of my dick on his prostrate. "Fuck me in the ass Jenn!" Tim yelled, surprising me.

I began bucking my hips a bit, enjoying the site of my hard cock sliding in and out of my boyfriend's ass. I began to pick up my pace as I leaned onto Timmy's back, pressing my tits into him while I fucked him.

"Oh my god, Jenn., I love that dick in my ass." Tim was moaning very loudly and jumped a little when I reached my right hand around his waist to stroke his hard cock. He was throbbing so much, I thought he was going to shoot his load right away.

"You like feeling this cock in your ass?" I whispered in his hear, feeling his moan flow through his entire body. "I'll bet you wish it was real you pervert. I want to watch a man fill your ass up with his cum." Again Tim moaned in concurrence. "I want to see your face as I give you this big cock." Tim's cock jumped as I removed my cock from his ass to flip him over.

Once on his back, I spread my boyfriend's legs and lined up my hard cock with his ass to resume fucking him. I saw Tim close his eyes as my dick penetrated him, filling the void he was racked with for those brief moments. As I slid inside him, I applied more lube to his own cock, wanting to watch my boyfriend stroke himself as he got fucked in the ass.

"Oh Jenn, make me your bitch. Give me that fucking hard cock right in my ass. Goddamn it Jenn, I love cock in my ass. Fuck me baby, make me your bitch." Tim's demands were definitely too loud but I didn't care. I was so close to cumming, knowing my roommates could hear me giving my boyfriend my big cock.

I watched Tim's face as he took my cock, eyes closed concentrating on not cumming all over his hand. As he opened them to watch me, I saw a scared but excited look on his face as he looked past me. I stopped thrusting and looked over my shoulder right into my roommate Yvette's eyes. We smiled at each other as I resumed giving Timmy the dicking that he desired.

I felt Yvette creeping up behind me to watch over my shoulder. "Yeah baby, you like taking this big cock don't you?" Tim threw his head back in enjoyment as our friend watched me fuck him in the ass. Tim was stroking his cock furiously and I was impressed in his control to not have cum yet. I decided to test him.

Continuing my thrusting, I turned my head to Yvette and softly kissed her on the lips. She responded with her mouth and soon our tongues were wrestling each other while my cock was hitting Tim's prostate.

"You like watching me fuck my boyfriend in the ass?" I asked Yvette. She nodded enthusiastically.

"He looks so sexy with that big cock in his ass," Yvette whispered.

"Why don't you go get your harness?" I whispered back. We kissed again and then Yvette turned to go upstairs to retrieve her matching unit. I saw Tim struggling to keep it under control as I resumed fucking him. I was taking it slow with our new toy, so I wouldn't make him cum yet. His moans were getting louder as I let him feel every inch of my big dildo slowing gliding into him.

I leaned over the bed, pressing my tits up against him, reaching up for a kiss. We were passionately kissing, as I felt a cold hand touch my body. Tim was grabbing my ass, keeping me close inside him. His cock was throbbing in pleasure.

Another hand slid down the small of my back and close to my ass. I looked behind me to see Yvette fully naked with a devilish look on her face. "Is it my turn yet?" Yvette asked, stroking her member. Her cock was slightly bigger than mine, about 7 1/2 inches. Her tits were so perky and her nipples fully erect. I let my dick slide out of my boyfriend's wanting ass as I was intrigued to see Yvettes next move.

I fell to my knees on the floor. I started to caress her member with my tongue. Her cock was beautiful and hot red. It was so soft to lick that it felt like a real dick. I was grabbing on to her firm balls and she let out a moan. My hand slid up her leg as she pushed her dick deep in my mouth. "Yeah bitch, take that cock." My gag reflexes were working hard as she pumped that hard cock in my mouth. 

Tim sat up from the bed massaging his fully erect dick. Yvette leaned over toward him and they started slowly kissing. Tim's left hand was curiously exploring her body as I worked my hand to Yvette's clit. As Tim and her kissed she let out a soft moan. My middle finger slipped into her dripping tight pussy. I thrust my finger in and out of her like a real dick. My finger was getting wetter and wetter as Tim grabbed onto the back of my head. He shoved my mouth deeper on her cock. I pulled up off the cock abruptly as I wanted to taste her sweet lesbian juices. I spread her legs apart more as I was still pumping my finger in her cunt. Tim was groping her tits and sucking on her perky nipples. Yvette started to moan louder and louder with each stroke of my long tongue on her clit. Her pussy was gushing with juices. Tim and I were getting Yvette so close to climaxing. I slowed down licking her clit and made my way to her ass. Yvette was so aroused molesting Tim's beautiful body with her hands and mouth. He lay back down on the bed hungrily wanting more from her. 

I was sitting on the floor, cock still hard as a rock. My tongue slid into the crack of Yvette's ass making her scream for more. I was massaging her wet pussy with my fingers. As Tim lay on the bed he spread his legs so Yvette could tongue his member down. For a lesbian she sure knew how to please a man. Her small mouth plunged on top of Tim's rock hard cock. He let out a pleasing yell. As Yvette was sucking him down, my face was buried in her asshole. I was stretching out her hole with the deep thrusts of 3 fingers in hopes that she would sit on his cock. 

Yvette went up to kiss Tim again, with the scent of cock on her whorish mouth. As she went up for a kiss, she mounted Tim like a queen. She new what she wanted of him. I grabbed his cock from underneath her ass and stuck it up so she would relax her sexy juicy pussy on it. .Her red dildo was resting on his stomach as she sat on his hard on. She yelled so loud as she felt a real man's cock slide into her cunt. He let her do the pumping as she grinded his dick to hit her g-spot. A few more hard thrusts and she burst out a loud scream as she squirted all over his body. She stopped for a moment in pure ecstasy. I spread Tim's legs open and grabbed onto Yvette's body from behind. My cock found its way to Tim's stretched out asshole. I reached around Yvette for some lube from her squirting cunt. I massaged my erect cock and slid into to Tim's ass again slowly. Yvette felt Tim's dick throb inside her pussy which made her go crazy. She was on the balls of her feet pouncing up and down on his cock. Harder and harder she rode him like a bull champion. I was pumping Tim's ass long and hard. Tim and Yvette were both screaming in extreme pleasure. I quickly slowed down as Tim's yelling indicated he was about to cum in her lesbian pussy. As I stopped pounding my sexy boyfriend, Yvette slowed down as well. She was now grinding his cock into her pussy in circular motions, letting her clit be massaged by his bare skin.

She got up and off of him and kissed his neck. She whispered in his ear, "Is it my turn yet big boy?" and licked his neck. Tim started to moan again. She pushed him up on the middle of the bed to have her way with him. She spread his legs like a girl and said, "I have been waiting to give you my cock for a long time!" "Are you ready?" Tim shook his head as he was preparing for an even bigger dick in his ass. I crawled up on the bed and lay beside Tim. I was kissing his body as Yvette plunged her cock into his ass. She worked that dick into his ass so good and Tim's moans were getting louder as she was massaging his prostate. Tim was stroking his cock and I wanted to finish him off right. As she was getting more and more into a constant motion, my mouth wanted to taste another woman's scent on my man. I licked the top of his head, and made my way down to the bottom of his shaft. I swallowed his cock deep in the back of my throat. Tim used my mouth like a pussy and shoved my head down on his cock more. Yvette was moaning as she dominated Tim's ass. He started moaning louder and louder again fully throbbing in my used up mouth. Tim exploded into mouth with the biggest load of cum. Some of his cum dripped out of my mouth. I wanted to share his cum with him and went up to him for a kiss. I let him lick the cum out of my mouth. Yvette slowly slid her cock out of his ass and lay down on the either side of him. Curiously she kissed him to taste the cum of a man. She licked her lips very satisfied. 

A couple minutes went by, and she sat up in a fast motion. She kissed Tim again on the lips and thanked him for a great time abusing his body. She kissed me as well, thanking me for letting me join in. "Anytime baby," I said. All of us were in smiles as this was the first of many threesome occasions we would have together.

I slid off my harness and cuddled up next to Tim. He could barely keep his eyes open after being dominated by two women. I just slowly touched his bare body with my fingers caressing his skin calming his racing heart.



A New Toy



She couldn't wait to put it in his ass. She bought the strap-on almost on a whim; she had been walking by Good Vibrations and saw it proudly displayed in the window, almost like it was begging her to come inside. It was black and good sized. The light made it seem shiny. When she touched it, the silky smoothness had her hooked. This was her cock.

The harness was just as beautiful. Black leather with metal studs, it reminded her of some dirty cowboy movie with cheesy one-liners, but she didn't care. It was perfect, too.

When she walked inside her little one bedroom apartment, he wasn't around. She called for him, slightly coquettish, eager to tease and touch. But she couldn't find him anywhere. She shrugged and went into the bedroom, shedding clothes along the way. By the time she reached the bed, she was wearing nothing but her lacy black bra and panties. She wished vaguely for her garters, but all thought vanished as she took out her new purchase and laid it on the bed in front of her.

She stood there for a couple beats, looking at the sleekness and perpetual hardness of the black cock and felt herself getting wet. She'd wait for him but she would just try it on and see how it looked.

She slipped her panties off and picked up the harness. It smelled like leather and reminded her of his aftershave. She felt warmth spreading along her body as she buckled the straps around herself tight.

The leather crisscrossed in the back, making a very sexy pattern on her lower back. God, she loved it when he licked her there...

She looked at herself in the mirror, full breasts still bound, and her pussy lips full and moist, just barely visible under the harsh black straps. She posed, arching her back and watching her reflection. She let down her blonde hair, shaking it out crazily over her smooth shoulders. She looked like a minx!

Suddenly she needed to see herself with the hard cock thrusting out from her body. She wanted that juxtaposition so badly her clit ached.

The dildo fit the harness perfectly snug. It didn't shift around like her last strap on. This one was worth the money.

Standing in front of the mirror, she reveled in the astonishing view. There she was, petite and blonde, purely feminine and gorgeous, but then attached to her body, just under the smoothness of her flat stomach was this huge black cock jutting out defiantly. It was so different and so fucking hot.

Strangely enough, she felt herself blushing as she raised a hand to touch it. It felt foreign to her, as if she wasn't supposed to be feeling its smoothness, when just five minutes ago she was calling it her own cock!

Tentatively she ran a fingertip over its thick surface, feeling the bumps and grooves that model a real dick. She watched herself in the mirror and found her embarrassment fading into arousal. She was hot. She licked her lips and took a deep breath, her breasts swelling against the bra.

She reached up and unhooked it, releasing her ravaging breasts. They were beautiful and she knew it; plump and perfectly shaped Ds with pert little pink nipples that were already erect with excitement. She squeezed them, appeasing their ache. Her breasts always ached to be touched when she was aroused. They needed to be suckled and pinched. She grasped them and looked in the mirror at the beautiful woman with the huge black cock. She'd fuck herself if she could, she thought, almost laughing at the wild look in her eyes.

She let go of her breasts and brought both hands to the strap-on. She squeezed it with one and caressed it with the other, never moving her eyes from her reflection. She was so wet she felt herself starting to drip. She slid the leather strap aside and slipped her fingers against all that wetness, finding her pulsing clit between two slick fingers and stroking it the way she wanted to stroke the cock, her cock. She closed her eyes, her head leaning back as her hair ticked her shoulder blades, heightening her arousal.

She slid her hand back out, her glistening fingertips making a tight circle with her thumb through which the cock could pass. Her juices lubricated the mushroom head tip of the cock, wetting it, getting it ready for fucking. Her pussy spasmed and she thought she might come, but she wanted to wait, wanted it good and wet and hard.

The bedside table had many goodies inside and when she dribbled the astroglide over the tip of her cock she was glad for their kinkiness. She positioned the mirror so that she could watch herself from the bed and then climbed up.

The cock stood straight up from her body as if begging to be jerked off. God, she wanted to fuck herself so badly! So she did.

She gripped the cock and stroked in just the same way that she loved watching him masturbate. She moved it so every stroke pressed against her clit making her moan out loud. Watching herself in the mirror increased her arousal, building her orgasm until she was jerking herself off so fast her hand was almost a blur. Every squeeze and stroke was harder than the last, she felt her ass tightening. She played with her nipples with her other hand pinching them, feeling them heat up and tingle, the pleasure going straight to her burning cunt. She fucked herself until she couldn't take anymore and needed something filling her hot wet hole. 

She reached down and pushed two fingers deep inside her feeling that perfect spot and stroking it over and over while she continued to jerk her hard, wet cock against her clit. 

She was so almost ready to cum, when the door opened and he walked in. She stopped moving her hands but didn't move. He looked confused for about half a second and than a grin spread across his face. She raised an eye brow and started stroking her cock again, building momentum. He watched, fascinated, the bulge growing in his tight pants. He swallowed, uncertain of his role here.

"Care to join me, baby?" She asked suggestively. He nodded and stripped down, climbing up onto the bed.

She didn't even have to tell him, his lips locked around the cock and he moved between her legs, just like she had done so many times for him. He sucked and slid his hands up her legs until she felt his fingers inside her, stroking over and over and over again until she was screaming and thrusting into his mouth, raising her ass off the bed, cumming around his fingers, pushing his head onto her cock, into her clit, moaning deeply.

Before she stopped cumming, she pushed him away and moved out from under him. The orgasm lingered as she told him to get on hands and knees. He looked a little shocked, but was so rock hard that she knew he'd love it.

His dick stretched out under him, hard and needy as he got on hands and knees before her. She rubbed some lube onto his puckering hole, teasing him slowly, sliding her fingertip inside him as he moaned softly into the pillow. She lubed up the cock with her hand again and pushed the tip against his asshole. He shuddered with anticipation. It had been a while since they played like this and he wanted it badly.

So he told her so, "Please fuck me." It was almost a whisper.

She was so high off her arousal that this plea almost sent her over the edge again. 

She gripped his hips, making sure that she could see them in the mirror and pushed inside him slowly until she was all the way in. She asked if everything was alright. When he moaned a yes and begged her for it harder, she laid her body against his back, deep inside him and made small thrusting motions with her hips, bumping his prostate in quick little jerks that had him squirming underneath her, his balls tightening against his body.

She reached around, gripping his cock like she had done to herself earlier and stroked it with every thrust. 

Her thrusts become deeper, pulling out more and moving faster as she jerked his dick with her small hand. She watched them in the mirror, and was shocked again by how sexy she looked as she slid the cock in and out of her hot man's ass.

He started moaning, calling her name as he got closer and closer. His hand moved down and wrapped around hers on his cock, squeezing them tighter, their fingers sticky and wet as they jerked him harder. His breath was shallow and interspersed with moans of desire as her hips continued to buck into him, sliding the thick black cock deep into his tight ass. Each thrust bumped back against her clit until she too was moaning with ecstasy, her pussy juices dripping down her thighs. The orgasm was building and suddenly she knew that she was going to cum again as she fucked his ass. 

"I'm going to come inside you, you little bitch," she cried out uncharacteristically and he groaned, pushing his ass to meet her thrusts; his cock was ready to burst it was so hard. Their hands continued squeezing him, forcing more pre-cum from the tip to drip onto their sheets below him. 

"Fuck me, baby," He moaned again, "fuck me until you fill my ass with your hot cum!" She gasped, his sexy words sending her over the edge and she screamed as she felt the pressure in her body break suddenly and wash over her in wave after wave of pleasure. She thrust harder into him, slamming his ass hard with each wave of pleasure, the cock pulling on his desire and those hard thrusts combined with her cries suddenly brought him hard. His balls contracted and his dick shook in their slick hands and he shot his creamy load all over the bed as she continued to writhe over him, her climax slowing as his asshole squeezed tight in a delicious rhythm around the wet cock buried deep inside him.

After minute she pulled out slowly and they lay there breathing heavily as their heartbeats slowed down. He looked over and saw the black dildo dripping with lube and laughed shakily. Then she looked over at him and smiled. "So I bought a new toy today." 

He laughed again, "I see that."

Then they cuddled and discussed the future of their new toy. The both decided it was going to be getting a lot of action.



A New Toy



The limousine door opened with a sigh and she stepped out into the dazzling, diamond-studded night. Her eyes swept the crowd outside the hotel but she didn't deign to grace a single face with her attention. She was only checking that all faces were turned to her, and they were. In fact it seemed to her that every shining window in every two hundred-storey skyscraper was watching her too, and that was just as it should be.

Her gown, all but slipping free from her shoulders, seem to cling to her as if the cloth itself couldn't bear to part from her curves. It hung wide open, and beneath it her dress - shimmering, plunging, scandalous. The bellhop was drooling as he held the door open and she glided into the lobby.

The fabric of the dress was rough, and she would be damned if she was going to ruin a garment like this with a bra. Particularly when she worked so hard for a body like hers. So she revelled in the slight discomfort of the ridged golden fabric as it abrasively caressed the soft flesh of her breasts and the hardening pertness of her nipples.

Once inside the door it was the same - all eyes were on her. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and couldn't stop a smile edging into that scrupulously maintained aloofness. Her hair! What had that little man done with her hair? It was spectacular: a severely short cut around the sides and the back to fully show the divine arc of her neck and a huge golden wave rushing forwards and sweeping up into the air before her. And when she moved it bobbed and flowed like she was a force of nature.

She caught the eye of some humble brown-suited desk jockey, who seemed to be staring particularly boldly. He gazed, expressionless - what must he be thinking? How he would never touch anything like her? Never see anything like the glory of her naked?

She imagined his pathetic little paws reaching out and pushing up her million-dollar dress, his weak jaw trembling as he greedily ate up the sight of her panties (probably worth more than he made in a year) and then fumbled to pull them off her.

She reached the elevator and summoned up the sensation of his clammy fingers against her hips, pressing into her flesh as he clumsily stripped her. Oh, but she was getting turned on already! She could feel her skin starting to prickle, and her whole body feeling strangely lighter and heavier at the same time.

Could she really derive some pleasure from a man like that? In her head he was reverently dividing her perfect legs and descending, his tongue already lolling out, desperate for her taste, desperate to please her. Well, if he were willing to worship her enough, she supposed she could.

With a slight jump she realised that she had exited the silent, bullet-like elevator on the one hundred and eightieth floor without thinking, and was standing outside the door to her room.

She smiled and rested her hand on the cool, authentic wood (the sign of a truly upmarket hotel), savouring the thought of what was to come. Inside there was a beautiful toy for her to play with, and she was in just the right mood.

Her hand moved across to the lock panel and she pressed her palm against it, allowing the hotel to scan and check her identity. There was a faint chime and the door swung inwards.

Inside the toy was standing by the window, watching the few vehicles that were authorised to operate at this height swoop through the electric night. Silhouetted from behind he looked perfect: lean and muscular in a suit that fitted him to a tee. She licked her lips. 

He hadn't noticed her enter, so she placed her hands on her hips pushing back the gown that was still clinging to her for dear life and stretching the already tight gold cloth of her dress across her hips so that it slid up even more. The hem cut across the top of her thighs now and she knew that when he turned he would be able to see just the faintest, maddening hint of the bottom of her panties between her lean, trim legs. She clicked her tongue very lightly.

He turned and his mouth dropped open.

"My god, it's... you." He was holding a glass, a cocktail in his right hand she saw now, and he was very handsome. Short, sandy hair and there was an innocence about him too, perhaps an eagerness to please? Perfect.

It was incredible what those white coats at Life Labs could do now; you would almost swear he was human.

"Of course it is, silly boy," she purred, and felt the fire rush through her as his eyes roved brazenly around her body. She finally shook off that troublesome gown and moved towards him, a vision of golden energy, glowing in the dim light that came only from a single table lamp and the city outside.

She hungrily studied his shape as she came closer. She could see his strength in the broad, flat slant of his shoulders; and he had power inside him too, she knew from the way he held his head back. But what about his prick? She was already longing to know. She would soon enough.

And his face was so open! He was like a fawn in the headlights she thought, it was all just so, so perfect. They said that these days Dolls could mimic human thought processes to an alarming degree; their reactions would be entirely lifelike. She felt her left hand clench into a fist involuntarily. It was all perfect.

Closer, she could smell him now. Soap and a little sweat and even less scent. The company had excelled themselves. She pretended to stretch her arms back behind her, and obediently his eyes shot to her breasts, pushed forwards, pressed, almost bulging against that tight gold barrier.

"Silly boy," she started, her voice playful and light, "what are you drinking? A martini?"

"Uh... yes, I just..."

Savagely she swung her left arm around and up from behind her back. Her stance changed to provide stability and she slapped the glass straight out of his hand. The liquid painted an instant spiral as the glass span and exploded against the window.

"Who fucking told you that you could drink?" Her voice was still playful, but her body was coiled, about to strike. He was bigger than her, taller and surely stronger, but his eyes were wide and he was already bowing his head as if conceding to the alpha female. He was just what she had asked for.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think."

"No you didn't Silly Boy. Bad boy, and don't look at the fucking floor when I'm talking to you. Look at me!" Still her tone was friendly, but the ice underneath was starting to show through.

He raised his head and made brave, steady eye contact. She smiled, not a trace of malice in her face now, and brought her left hand up to caress the back of his neck. His skin was perfect, tiny hairs prickling against her fingers as they rose up off the back of his neck. She marvelled again at just how perfectly he was created, how real he felt. He shuddered slightly.

Gently, their bodies still apart, she pulled his face down towards her. "Good. Now, are you going to keep being good?" He was close, so close she was just breathing the words. And still she pulled him closer. He felt, rather than heard the words as she pushed them onto his lips.

"Yes," he breathed back.

"Are you going to do everything I tell you to?" It was a whisper so quiet he barely remembered to answer. He was longing for those lips, shining with gloss in the half-light of the room, to cross those last few millimetres and for them to finally touch.

"Yes."

"Good," she sighed and her right hand came up as a fist, hard and fast, driving into his flat, muscled stomach.

They made him strong, she realised as all of his air escaped and he started to double over; his muscular torso had really resisted the blow. But then, she really knew how to throw a punch. She stepped back neatly, allowing him to fold and collapse onto his hands and knees, heaving for air.

"Do you know my name?" She didn't wait for an answer, just dealt him a swift sharp kick to the ribs as he struggled to straighten up. He yelped in pain as the toe of her (gold, of course) heels dug into him.

"Yes! Yes, Cassandra."

She circled him, allowing him to straighten up. He knelt on the floor, not looking up at her, but shamelessly gawping at the temptation that lay hidden by the hem of her dress. What a brave little Doll! He didn't seem worried about what she might do to him at all.

"Very good," she drawled, drawing out the first word until it was almost a moan. She stopped right in front of him and turned so that her back was to him, planting her legs firmly apart just as she had when she hit him. She arched her back, pushing out her flat stomach and pushing her perfect ass up towards him. Her hands brushed lightly over her breasts, following the curve of her body down to her waist where each hand grabbed a handful of the rough fabric, pulling the dress impossibly tight over her succulent rear.

He made a noise somewhere in his throat and she smiled. She knew that in a way it was absurd to put on any kind of show for a Doll - after all, he was here for her and he was just circuits sparking reactions to stimulus - but she wasn't interested in just the action, the event of fucking. If she wasn't at least pretending to engage with him there was no way she would get off.

She twisted the fabric, feeling it pulling down on her nipples, slipping over them, and at the back it was sliding up the incline of her cheeks. He made another noise - oh God, was he whimpering? So perfect! She arched her back again and pulled that golden cloth up, so that with a soft sound it slipped inch by inch over her delicate skin.

He knelt, rapt, as her divine rear was exposed. The curve of her ass and... now he could see the golden line of her thong plunging down between those cheeks. She looked over her shoulder at him and, delighted by the effect she was having, shifted her dress the last small stretch so that it nestled at the base of her back.

She was exposed to him now, and for some reason exposing herself like this - to a Doll - was turning her on even more.

"What are you waiting for?" she giggled, "Kiss it!"

"I... uh..." but he didn't have any words for what he wanted to express, so she heard the clumsy shuffle of his knees as he came forwards. His hands were on her hips, warm and gentle and then the soft, wet touch of his lips and the scratch of his stubble on her left cheek.

"Mmmm..." she growled, and he moved the right. Again the harsh scrape of his facial hair teased her, and she loved it. This time the pressure of his kiss was followed up by the wet, dirty drag of his tongue. She gasped; he was smearing his spit all over her divine skin! She loved it. "More," she commanded and he licked again, hungrily, like a dog. Then back to the left cheek where he repeated the action.

She laughed and relaxed just a little, letting her thighs rest lightly on the slope of his shoulders. There was a pause as he drew away slightly then she felt his head dip back to her body and before she knew it he was biting her.

It was gentle, her firm flesh was trapped between his teeth and he was tugging - just barely. But still, it was enough to make her squeal and laugh again.

"Oh mercy! Dirty boy! Bad boy!" She reached back and cuffed his head softly, not wanting him to stop. He didn't, he bit her right cheek now, and his hands became bolder too, slipping from their safe position on her hips around her. They crept over her skin and she felt tiny electric charges flicker between the flesh of her thighs and his firm hands.

She should really have stopped him, the whole point of having a Doll was so that she could really taunt and abuse him without feeling guilty about it, but she liked the way this one worked. He bit her right ass cheek again, harder and she was the one making a wordless noise this time. She let her head fall back and her eyelids drooped as his hands pressed against her. They were flat against her, beneath the line of her panties, just beneath her hip bones, the fingers together pointing down at the swoop of fabric that covered her precious cleft.

Then they moved again and she shivered with pleasure. They were prying inquisitively at the edges of the soft, gold silk and before she knew it they had slipped under and in from both sides at once. His fingers already seemed to know her so well, they immediately found that tiny, trimmed tuft of hair and tugged at it. She stifled a soft cry and felt a kind of shame that she was letting him do whatever he wanted. Then again, all he wanted was to please her.

His tongue was between her cheeks now, licking up and then down, leaving a wet, tingling trail, hungrily delving as if trying to free the thin band of the thong all by itself. And now his fingers, slowly and deliberately, were making their way down to the opening just beneath that tuft. Oh no, should she stop him? Could she?

"Oh no," she gasped aloud, and then it was too late. His right hand was curling around and under her and was gently rubbing at her lips, seeking to gain entry. His left hand was gently exploring the area above this, hunting down her little clit. And she was wet, she could feel it now. Wet and ready. "Oh no, no..."

He didn't ask if she wanted him to stop, despite these vocal reservations. And suddenly both of his bold, exploring hands found their treasure and she bent over with a soft cry, leaning back into him properly now, feeling his stubble scratch between the pert cheeks of her ass as his tongue continued to tease her. One finger was inside her - no, two! Two fingers driving in, penetrating, Christ he worked fast. And the other hand had found her clit so quickly, had pulled and squeezed it to expose the sensitive nub and now he was... oh God, he was pinching it! Between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and pulling and now...

She gasped for air, he had released it and now was just skimming his fingers lightly over it. But it was so sensitive, her thighs were trembling and still his tongue was licking, his face buried in her, and now she felt his tongue poking and probing at the tiny fabric line that protected the tiny pucker of her asshole. Already she could feel him trying to tongue it out of the way and she blushed.

Why was she blushing? This was absurd, he was just a Doll that would pleasure her tonight, and his memory would be erased and tomorrow no one would know. Then these rational thoughts slipped away as his fingers started to pump in and out of her and his skipping, skimming fingers started to press down a little more.

"Oh fuck, yes," she gasped, her reservations stripped away as rays of pleasure blasted her body, "that's a good boy." He didn't seem to be able to expose her puckered rear opening, and she was a little disappointed about that. But he had full access to - full control of - her other opening and as his strong fingers split her open and manipulated her beneath the silk of her panties she felt her control slipping more and more.

She risked a look down, and just the sight of his big hands bulging out and distending the sheer fabric of her underwear, the knuckles slipping back and forth under the shimmering fabric, was enough to amplify her arousal tenfold.

"Sweet mercy... what a good boy." She bit her lip and groaned, long and loud as his fingers started to make the wet, slutty noises that she knew precipitated her climax. There was the feeling too, rising up and coming into view, still in the distance but approaching at an incredible speed. Her own hands had been unoccupied, floating in the air but now they urgently, savagely pulled at her dress, extricating her arms from the shoulder straps and dragging it down beneath her breasts. As they finally gained their freedom her small, firm breasts bobbed up, the nipples hard and she immediately gave them the attention they craved, raking her nails across them.

His fingers worked at an incredible speed, never slowing, never allowing her a moment of respite. Her entire body was alight with some unholy fire that this Doll was creating and she started twisting and writhing from the waist up, as if she both wanted to escape and wanted to give herself over to this completely.

Then came the point at which she knew there was no escape. There was nothing she could do now that would not result in her coming.

And so she came.

"Oh sweet fuck. Sweet fucking mercy... AH!" She rocked forward onto the toes of her high heels, lifting her ass away from his mouth, but not escaping from his fingers which continued to fuck her pussy even as it squeezed itself onto them, tight and hot. The climax shook her, surprised her and left her giggling and dizzy. He knew just when to stop too, and his fingers extracted themselves from beneath her panties just when the final blast of pleasure had dissipated.

She staggered a couple of steps and collapsed into a huge, luxurious armchair. Her force field of superiority had, at least temporarily, been removed and she removed her panties in a surprisingly carefree way. She lay back in the seat and lifted her feet up into the air, bringing her legs together and her knees up to her chest to extricate herself from the wet mess of silk. He was standing now, smiling with pride and watching mesmerised as she stripped herself and exposed herself to him properly.

She sat back in the chair now, feet on the floor and her dress little more than a wide belt, hiked up to expose her pussy, pushed down to expose her breasts. Her own fingers made the journey past her tiny strip of sandy blonde hair and explored her wet, fingered lips.

"That was very good," he was watching her every move so intently it was a little disconcerting, "but you only distracted me for a moment. Strip." The command was delivered with same playful yet steely tone as before. She idly played with herself, slouched in the chair and letting her juices stain the expensive furniture as he obeyed.

His movements were simple and economical. First his shoes and socks, then his shirt, then his dress pants. All in a neat pile on the floor to the side of him. He only slowed when it was only his tight cotton boxers left. The light was hitting him from the side and the extent of his arousal was plain to see. She laughed openly, her eyes roving and taking in his flat stomach, his broad chest and the gorgeous muscles of his shoulders. Yummy, she thought.

"What are you waiting for?" He didn't answer, but a dirty smile flickered across his lips for a split second. He tugged the boxers down from the waistband at either side and the front became hooked over the jutting, solid erection that he was so proudly sporting. "Oooh!" she giggled with delight as he pulled harder and the fabric pushed his swelling prick down, then suddenly slipped over it and the pulsing shaft shot up.

And oh, it was worth the wait. Not spectacularly lengthy, it was nevertheless nothing to be ashamed of, and it was deliciously, divinely thick. Just as she liked.

She applauded as he placed his underwear with his other clothes. Then she beckoned him over then had him stand before her, just to be inspected, for a few moments. She couldn't resist for long though. Her hand reached out and her delicate, manicured fingers wrapped themselves partway around his wide shaft. She pumped it - three swift jerks - and he made a bestial sound.

"Delightful." She released him and sat back, devilish fires flickering in her eyes. "Make yourself come please."

He froze for a moment and seemed a little confused. Had he expected that, after turning her on so much she would beg him for his cock? She laughed at the frown that slipped across his pleasant features.

"Don't you understand? Let me be more specific. Turn and face the window - so I get a good view of the profile of that fucking prick - and jerk it with your hand until you shoot your hot, creamy cum onto this deep-pile carpet. And if I'm happy with the performance you put on then maybe we'll play more."




A New Toy



"I understand, Cassandra." He flexed his fingers and then wrapped them in what must have been a comfortable position for him - high up on the shaft she noted, enclosing the head too. Interesting that a Doll would have a preference like that, and again for a split second thoughts sprang up of exactly how their computer brain thing worked.

Only for a split second though, as she had far more pressing matters to deal with. It was the curve of his hand that dragged her back - making her shiver, reflecting as it did the thickness of the member it was hiding.

Her fingers walked her hand back to her pussy as he started. Slowly, gorgeously, his whole body shuddering, he started to pump his fat cock. She dipped into herself as he did so, and her body vibrated with pleasure.

She leaned forward and, with her other hand, gave his ass a stinging spank. The muscles were tight and trembling she felt, as if he were struggling to control himself. Wow! These Dolls were really incredible. She ran her hands over his firm cheeks again, as if soothing them, and felt the muscles underneath. Then she pinched him, hard on each cheek, making him yelp hoarsely. It was too dark to see, but she wondered if her savage pinch would leave the red welts it would on a real boy.

The soft, wet sound of his come arriving to wet the head of his prick snapped her back into the moment and she fell into the chair, fingers strumming ever so lightly over her own sensitive clit. He'd been a bit too rough on it, now she couldn't really attack the red little button like she sometimes liked to. It was ok though, she was pretty sure she could work around it she thought, as she slipped her forefinger between her own lips.

Her eyes locked on his slow, steady strokes and the flesh of his prick and that juicy, red head as it was exposed and then hidden, exposed and hidden. Suddenly she gasped and blushed. Her pussy was just so eager! It was virtually sucking her finger in! He really had turned her on, like a coffee machine, like he had just flicked a switch.

At this realisation, suddenly she felt something shift inside her. She had to really hammer home that she was in charge here, she felt, and as he paused for a second to reset his hand she spanked him hard again, quickly following that with another vicious pinch to his right ass cheek. He grunted in pain.

"No stopping, no hesitation, just keep going. How long do you think you can go without coming? Hmm?" She saw his eyes flickering down to her, and then felt them hungrily examining the way her sopping pussy glistened in the half-light. "Oh, you can't look at me silly boy!" she chastised with another spank and another pinch, "Jerk off looking at the traffic and the city! Look straight ahead."

He wrenched his eyes off her with some effort and stared directly forwards, his hand renewing its efforts on his desperate prick.

Cassandra had felt that things were slipping away when his irresistible fingers made her come. Now she felt restored to her throne and, still watching him jerk, she hopped to her feet and moved round behind him. She watched the way his muscular shoulders shook as his breath became increasingly choppy, and bit her lip with delight.

"I'm stripping off now," she informed him, sliding her bunched-up dress down and wriggling her hips to let the rumpled sheath slip off. "I'm stripping very slowly and sexily... it's a shame you have to stare out the window and wank like a monkey. But you do." He flinched as she giggled, and his arm seemed to slow. "Don't slow you bad boy. I want you to come. Come for me, and hard."

Again, a desperate snarl escaped from his throat. He must want to fuck her so very badly, she thought. With his robot impulses firing like that. Well, she wasn't exactly against the idea herself, she just wanted to see him spurt first. Time to speed things up. She kicked off her heels, and without them he seemed even taller, but her hips still came up only a little below his. Stark naked she stepped in, very close behind him.

"What's the matter? Need more stimulation? Don't have any imagination?" she taunted. The slightest of movements and her hard nipples were brushing against the middle of his back. She smiled as he tensed even more, if that were possible. "Just imagine that you're back here and I'm in front of you," another movement; her breasts pressed against him and the tiny brush of her pubic hair touched the bottom of his firm ass. She craned her neck so she could see over his shoulder, see his thick prick being fucked by his own hand.

Her hands rested lightly on his hips, then suddenly gripped them firmly. "And then imagine that you're thrusting into my tight, hot pussy." On the word 'thrust' she did just that, slamming her slim, feminine hips into his ass, fucking him with her invisible dick. If she had had one their heights would have been perfect - her prick would have jutted up and, since she was shorter than him, been at the perfect angle to penetrate his wet little pussy. 

"Ooooh, oh, oh. Thrusting and fucking me..." she started moving to a rhythm; her hands possessing him, her crotch assaulting him. The effect was swift. After three solid humps he started groaning, and at five he started swearing.

"Fuck! Shit!"

"Yeah, that's right," she growled, still humping him hard and fast, using each thrust as extra emphasis as she spoke. "You should be scared. I'm a big stud and I'm going to fuck your hot," her crotch slapped against his ass, "little," grinding against him like she was on heat, "pussy until I fill it with my thick come."

Looking down she saw the first wild spurt come arcing out of his tool on her seventh thrust.

"Oh God. Oh God I can't hold it!" He started hunching forwards as his hand slowed and a second, a third, a fourth splatter of come was sent flying onto the carpet before him. She pulled him back, so she could see everything: the way the come moved through the air, the way his dick twitched and bobbed as if trying to catch its breath, the trembling slab of his chest.

"Oh God!" she sneered into his ear, "I came!"

She snorted with laughter, gave him one final thrust, a solid spank, and then moved around in front of him. He was seeing her naked for the first time, she realised, so she bent at the waist, giving him a divine view of her naked ass and gleaming pussy. She ran a finger through one of the sticky strings he had shot so wastefully onto the floor and brought it to her lips. Drying there on the floor his juice looked so pathetic - she shuddered with joy at how cruel and wonderful it was.

"Mmmm, you taste amazing boy."

"Th... thank you," he gasped, slightly disoriented.

"Oh, should I say I taste amazing?" she mused, swiping two fingers through his cream this time and licking them clean with her clever tongue. "You did so little, that cock is practically mine."

She was bent over, sucking on her fingers, looking up at him with sinful intent. They remained frozen in this obscene tableau for almost a minute - she: displaying herself wantonly to him, he: spent and shaking, his hand gently holding his cock. Heavy, creamy ejaculate was still dripping from his fingers onto the luxurious carpet.

When that obedient prick finally showed signs of shrinking - pulsing and bobbing a little lower in his hand - she made her next move. Still looking back over her shoulder she ran both hands from the small of her back, down and up over the slight curve of her slender hips and squeezed the tight cheeks of her own ass, pulling them apart slightly.

"Well?" Her hands slipped over the hard curve of her rear and onto her thighs, where they rested for a moment. "I think you've had long enough, don't you?" They moved again, around her thighs and to the wet pink cleft that was exposed to him between them. "Get that fucking cock hard again." Delicately, she used her fingers to open herself, showing him even more.

He swallowed with an almost cartoon-like audible gulp and gingerly started to caress his sensitive tool. It was only at half mast now, and his fingers were so wet and stained with his fluid that they made a deliciously dirty sticking, slipping sound as he went to work. She giggled.

"Oh mercy, you are an absolute gem," she purred and, releasing herself, she straightened up and moved over to the bed, beckoning him to follow with one crooked finger. Nude, the flickering light of the city clung to her slender, petite frame like she was the only thing in the room. Her movements were slow, languid, already seeming post-coital; but her eyes were blazing with a fierce desire.

The bed was huge and so soft that her knees sunk into it as she climbed on. Taking regular glances at his cock, and the hand that was ministering to it, she destroyed the sheets, rolling and tearing at them until they were a messy tangle across the bed. Then she dragged herself back onto her knees, leaning back on her haunches, her head thrown back, her golden blonde quiff soaring up into the air. She stared at him impatiently.

"Ready? Ready to fuck yet?" She felt hot and - God - her nipples were aching for stimulation. She brought up her hands and her nimble fingers tweaked and flicked them, scratching that itch for a moment at least. "Mercy, you're slow. I expected more to be honest." Her hands slipped over her perfect skin back to her pussy, on finger slipping easily in. She bit her lip to stifle a laugh - it felt so good to touch herself right now. "Oh mercy. I could come again right now! What's wrong with you?"

"I'm trying..." he moaned, his voice tailing off into a kind of whine. It was exhilarating to see this Doll with the body of a muscular stud made to feel insecure and unable to satisfy her. Again, it was exactly what she wanted. Should she tip the Life Labs people? She couldn't remember how it worked.

"If you don't hurry up I'm just going to finger myself silly right now and kick your cute little behind out into the corridor stark naked." Without even really meaning to her fingers started working on the first half of that threat, slipping in and out of her slick opening. First one finger, but that was clearly not enough so two fingers, and two fingers seemed so easy that before she knew it she had three fingers sunk into her pussy. She purred again, a horny feline, leaning forward and supporting herself with one hand.

"Fuck. Fuck. Ok, I'm ready."

"Really?" Her eyes had been closed but they snapped open and sure enough, to her delight, the gorgeous girth of his prick had been restored and it was jutting up in the air, standing to attention just for her.

"Yummy," she said, and with girlish enthusiasm she span herself round so that she was on all fours, facing away from him. "Get that fat prick up here, toy."

He hurried to obey; the sight of her swaying ass, the pert, dirty curve of her cheeks and her eager pussy just waiting for him made him almost trip over his own feet. He veritably leapt onto the bed, and once there he wasted no time in bringing his wide shaft to bear on her hot, pink target. He hesitated, seemingly unsure if positive action on his part would bring some kind of punishment, but she quickly took the decision out of his hands, sliding herself over the rumpled sheets, backwards, towards him.

Her hand reached beneath her and between her legs, her small digits unable to contain his whole circumference she nevertheless guided him so that the shining head of his prick was resting gently against the sticky heat of her lips. He groaned, so close to the paradise he longed for, and even she couldn't stop a sigh of pleasure escaping her lips.

She was so wet, so ready for him, it was obvious that with the slightest thrust he would slip right in. But he didn't get a chance to thrust as she removed her guiding hand and, with a savage grunt of satisfaction, leaned back, impaling herself on him.

Inside her he felt hot, burning hot, and for a moment the sensation obliterated every other thought she had. She thought she might have lost her mind, and certainly, for a split second she forgot her own name. Neither of them moved, neither of them could have moved if they wanted to, they just knelt - her hips tight against his crotch, his length fully sheathed by her body.

She felt... filled. The size of him - the girth that was - stretched her in a way that was divinely satisfying. The fact that a prick like his had penetrated her so easily was testament to just how fucking hot she had been.

"Oh, fuck." He seemed to recover first, and with a soft curse he started to pull himself from her, and the friction of this, the feeling of this, hammered home to both of them just how tight their situation was. He was revelling in it when her voice rang out.

"Stop right there, Toy." He froze and looked down at her. She wasn't looking back at him, in fact she was slumped down on her elbows, her forehead against the sheets, trying with all her might to stay in control. Her voice cracked and wavered, but she still found the strength to command him. "Who has been in charge all night?"

"You..." his voice broke, and he coughed, trying to compose himself, "you have Cassandra."

"And do you think that's going to change now?"

"...No." Her heavenly pussy squeezed him, and he yelped.

"Fucking..." she took a deep breath and heaved herself back onto her hands, "...right. Just put that prick back where it was." With a growl he obeyed, sinking himself back into her. She felt every millimetre, but she didn't let it sway her. "Now, the last game is that I get to fuck you. If you move, even the slightest bit, even a single inch, then this is all over and you don't get to fuck me after all."

He was silent, and she couldn't bring herself to look at him, she was working too hard on keeping herself together. "Understand?"

"Yes, I understa..."

She couldn't wait another second, and with a gasp of pre-orgasmic bliss she leaned her body forwards, dragging herself off the fat shaft as far as she could and then thrust all her weight back onto it.

"Oooooh, mercy! That fucking prick!"

"Fuck! My fucking God." He threw his bead back and thrust his hands behind his back, as if afraid that if they weren't restrained he might grab her hips and disobey without thinking. She repeated the action, half giggling, half squealing.

"Your Goddess, you mean?"

"My Goddess! Yes!"

Her strokes over him were smooth and strong, but slow. It wasn't easy to fuck herself back onto him, she found. She had to do a lot of work with her hips, bucking them and working his prick in and out like that, and it was quickly exhausting. Then again, the pleasure she derived from knowing that he was just a toy, just a shaft for her to fuck, easily made up for this.

"What are you, dirty boy?" she spat out, between ragged gasps for air. His shaft was incredible, it was just too wide by the perfect amount, and just short enough that she could satisfyingly fuck her hips back onto it. Any longer and she would have been hard pressed to manoeuvre herself.

"I don't know," he moaned, sounding distraught. She looked over her shoulder at him now, as her hips pulled her hot, wet pussy off his throbbing cock, then slammed it back down, engulfing him, squeezing him, making him cry, in a hoarse bellow, "I'm your toy!"

"Very good. Nothing but my big-dicked fuck toy."

His whole body was rigid, tense she saw, his eyes closed and his head thrown back. What was he thinking in that Doll computer brain, or whatever it was? Exercising every iota of will to stop himself from just grabbing her hips, forcing her face down into the sheets and taking her at his speed? She was dizzy, every thrust she made onto his godly cock made her feel like she was a match being dragged over a matchbox - any moment she was just going to catch fire.

She started losing focus, still swinging her whole body forwards and back, bucking her hips and fucking him good and hard. But she started wondering if she could tease the Doll beyond the point of whatever machine sanity he had - so that he just snapped, grabbed her and made her submit to whatever desires he had. Bringing her head down and forcing that wide shaft between her lips, or using his weight to crush her into the bed, his big hands spreading her ass cheeks and...

Those thoughts were kind of fun, but she found she couldn't maintain them for some reason. In her mind the picture blurred and reset - he was down on all fours while she knelt behind him, rubbing her hungry slit against his firm thigh while she milked his cock like he was a cow. He was wearing a collar, chained to the bed post, whimpering while she and another girl fondled each other in the armchair. He was tied, spread-eagled on the bed, while her hand, slick with lubricant, made the perfect hole for him to fuck, but hovered just out of reach as he jerked his hips pathetically trying to reach it.

She penetrated herself again with his cock. Her body sang, the match was dragged again. Surely this wasn't true, but she thought she felt every ridge and every vein as it slipped between her tender lips and into her hungry, demanding hole. She wanted to insult him, to curse him, but knew if she opened her mouth nothing would come out but pants, whines, grunts and moans. She bit her lip and hummed, but even that started rising in pitch, high and sexy.

She had found a rhythm somehow. She wasn't really able to move much on him, but she was moving a little and the friction between them - the feeling of the throbbing flesh of his cock filling her - was more than she could cope with anyway.

She knew that the match was being dragged back and forwards very fast now, and there was no way it was going to remain unlit for long and... oh mercy! Who's hand was that on her clit? Fumbling clumsily to rub it and expose it and... oh, it was hers? She didn't remember deciding to work her own clit but... She fucked him and the match was dragged and...

Oh no, was she about to come?

Her mouth flew open and a positively ultrasonic squeal burst forth. She was frozen, trembling, vibrating, her ass flush with his hips, her pussy completely enveloping his prick. And as she came (because she was certainly was coming, and coming hard) her wonderful pussy squeezed him hard and he lost the battle he had been waging so valiantly. He was a balloon, stretched to bursting point and then given just one more, tiny blow.

She was trying to find words, to tell him that he could come when suddenly he did so. She felt him throbbing and twitching and she felt heat, fluid heat inside of her. The Doll was filling her with his come, and still he was obeying, remaining perfectly still - pretty much just a post with a cock, spurting again and again inside her perfect, pink pussy.

She arched her back and hung her head, one hand a tight fist, bunching up the sheets and supporting her while the other flicked backwards and forwards across her clit; and that sensation and the bucking, shooting prick that was coming inside her dragged her orgasm out longer and longer...

She hadn't breathed for so long that she suddenly started heaving for breath, and when she had enough air in her lungs she howled. The moment was incredible and the moment seemed to be going to last forever, but slowly she realised that the flame she had struck started to die down. She felt him too, spent now and shaking, but she couldn't pull herself off him. Her arms were still far from obeying her orders, they just propped her up, her right hand coming away from her pussy shining and making another fist within the sheets.

"Oh mercy," she said again, and her voice sounded strange and strained to her ears. Finally she found the strength to pull herself of him, and for a moment the feeling of his prick as it was dragged from her was almost enough to set her off again. It slipped out with a disgusting, obscene slurp and she felt a little of his cream, the come that had looked so good wasted on the floor, squeezed out of her freshly-fucked pussy. It trickled a short way and soaked and tangled into her pubic hair.




A New Toy



She opened her mouth to say something, but he got there first.

"Doll unit: Cassandra. Voice key: Christopher. Function: Stop."

She stopped.

- - -

The man from Life Labs, an unassuming, instantly forgettable type in a brown suit, entered the hotel room to find his client clad in the complementary gown and slumped in an armchair. The Doll unit was frozen, down on all fours on the bed, naked and with her mouth open as if she were about to speak. As he crossed the room, he saw come, both hers and the client's, gleaming on her perfect thighs. He didn't think much of it, he'd seen it many times before.

"Mr Cooper. How was it?"

"It was... incredible. It's just... It looks so much like her." Christopher Cooper, his hand still a little shaky, lifted a glass of some liquor or other to his lips. His eyes never left the Doll unit. "And her personality too was... it was very similar. You said it's not the real thing yet?"

"Doll unit: Cassandra. Voice key: operator. Function: clean." The doll was suddenly animated again, but this time there was no trace of any of the taunting, teasing personality. She stood up and with a relaxed gait, strolled into the bathroom. Seconds later the shower started.

The man in the brown suit turned back to Cooper. "That's right, you and your former wife had a very unique relationship. It's taking the boys at Personalities a lot longer than they thought to really capture it."

"I see."

"But we had the body finished, so we fitted the lexicon you gave us and used the closest personality match we had. Actually, she thought that you were the Doll."

"I gathered. It worked very well. Uh... thank you."

"Please, no more thanks are necessary. It's all part of the service. And if I may offer a personal aside - your wife was a remarkable woman. It's an honour to try and create this... tribute to her." In the background the shower stopped.

"I miss her so much, since she passed..." Cooper sighed, "I couldn't work, I couldn't sleep." His second sigh was a deep, wrenching one. The man from Life Labs hoped that he wouldn't cry, that always made him feel strange. "Thank you for giving me my life back."

"Sir, that's what we do. We make sure your dreams never really die."

Cassandra - the Cassandra Doll - appeared quietly at the bathroom door, awaiting instructions. Her face was without expression and her body was naked, spotless and perfect. Both men stared at her without speaking.



A New Toy



Diamond Jim Adventure.

You asked me to get a new toy for you today... My brain quickly start to fantasies about what toy is you asking me to get...

New vibrator?

New anal toy?

Maybe something I haven't thought about...

My brain just can't stop creating images of this new device... What it might be...

You gave me the name... Diamond Jim Smoothie Vibrator. Silver, no ridges, normal size... I run to the store with just minutes to spare and enough horniness to burn a hole in my trousers. I'm glad the store is empty but there are two female attendants (as always) and I'm happy to see they didn't notice my hard on. 

The store had the type but not the color, so I have to settle for the Gold one... you said "it complement my skin better"... I agree... I start to walk back to my office and start to fantasize again...

"I watch you take the toy out of the package, turn it on and start to run it over your hand... You are only wearing your black lingerie... You laid down, leaving one leg slightly bend and the other stretched completely... your favorite position to start your masturbation session. I see you slowly take your bra off and throwing it on the floor with a quick jerk of your arm, like it was a heavy shield preventing the pleasure to come quickly to your already over stimulated body... I see you licking the tip of the shiny vibrator and pass it slowly over your breast, leaving it to rest over your nipples as you start to feel its strong vibration that drives you crazy...

Your eyes are closed and you have not notice I have reached out for the video camera... I turn it on and focus the lens on your forms... I slowly close in to the hand that is handling Jim, and I watch it run circles around your left nipple, then the rest of your breast. I become the director of your first Solo scene... no script, no directions from me... Just a voyeur and a camera...

Your hand maneuvers the golden phallus to your right breast, tracing a slippery trail of saliva from your left nipple... I watch as you grab your tit and pull it close to your mouth, and then you stick your tongue out and to give your nipple a quick flick, leaving more slippery trails behind. The vibrator returns and starts to create circles over your breast, and I can see your eyes start to roll over again... 

"You sensually, slowly move the Golden toy down your stomach, reaching the point of your pelvis where your thighs meet... I see you keeping the dildo on top of your pussy and watch you roll your eyes in pleasure, moving the toy around your mount and pass it in between your thighs... The vibrations make you shiver... I am still watching and recording as you slowly put the vibrator inside you... The movement is slow but deep, making you feel completely full and, at the same time, empty... as the need to feel my cock inside you grows larger than the toy...

"Your eyes briefly open and look toward me... they are glazed with pleasure and the fulfilling sensation of the toy inside your pussy... You haven't notice, but I have the little black bullet pressed against my asshole...I can tell if you knew this it will drive you over the edge... my anal pleasure and your new toy combined will make you cum hard as never before... but I don't say anything. My mind is concentrated on capturing every moment, every moan, and every movement your body makes... for our later extended viewing pleasure. I can't stop imagining ourselves being filmed by a third person, capturing our fuck sessions with full intensity... That's a big step... someday..."

"I return my mind to the task at hand, watching you move your golden cock in and out of your pussy, driving those exquisite pussy juices outside of your body. I reach out with my left hand to wet my fingers in them, delicious thickness... and as I do that, I briefly touched your asshole and I almost drop the camera after seeing your reaction. Your hips move high off the bed, dropping back on top of my middle finger and your ass just swallows it entirely... your juicers are so plentiful that I don't need to reach for the anal lube... your ass just took my finger up to the second knuckle, and your hips just trap my hand underneath your ass... you move your hips faster, faster and your dildo moves in and out quicker and quicker... at the same time, your other hand is rubbing your clit with pure brutality and your body just explodes in the biggest, loudest orgasm you have had up to this point in your life... but never stops, it continues and the waves come and go and come back again for what seems to be 30 minutes... I can't stop recording the way your body contour, twists and raises to each and every new orgasm your body is having... my finger inside your ass is so deep it completely disappear in it... and its completely soak in your pussy juices... Your pussy has become a fountain of liquor and the smell of sea and flowers fills the room with sex scent..."

"I can cum at any moment now..."



A New Toy Soldier



Talk about a blond moment! But one that worked well for me...

I posted an ad on one of those internet sites. Knowing it wouldn't stay up long, I included my phone number in the title.

Almost immediately the emails started pouring in, and I answered them as quickly as possible. After a bit I began to wonder why nobody was calling, but I was too wrapped up in the emails at the moment to find out.

When I did finally have a chance, I discovered the ringer was off. I had missed so many calls! But they were still coming in fast.

The first one I answered was positive, but I'd learned not to count my chickens before they were hatched. So many are people are flakes these days.

I felt comfortable about the conversation and agreed to meet him at a local coffee house. The plan was to go on to a hotel and have some fun.

I sat in a chair outside to wait. A homeless man was talking to me, but I still noticed the hot guy that parked and went in the door. He was well built, bald, white and very hot. I h hoped that was him.

Calling to let him know I was there, I noticed the hottie was on his phone also. When he hung up at the same time I was both relieved and excited. 

"Let's go." Was all he said as he headed to his SUV.

I found out from the small talk that he was in the army and would retire in a couple more years. It turned me on to know that, as if my already soaked pussy needed any urging. 

I couldn't wait to get in the room, but we wouldn't have much time. He had a 3:30 appointment he had to get to. 

So right to my knee I went, and I licked and sucked his tender white flesh, bringing him skillfully to orgasm. His cum tasted so good! I wanted more and so did he.

"I'll try to stop back by after work." He said as he was leaving. But I wasn't that lucky, at least not that evening.

He sent me a text the following morning saying he'd like to come by after his work day ended. It was on!

As soon as he arrived he took a quick shower, and then wasted no time taking me in his arms and kissing me. Deep chills ran through me as our tongues danced and played. 

He broke away for a split second to get settled on the bed. I joined him and began an oral exploration of his entire body. Kissing and licking my way, I took in every detail. Learning all I could of his incredible physique, it was magnificent.

After spending a fair amount of time on h is chest, I moved lower, taking my time as I went.

I positioned myself between his legs, I was determined to please him and make it last. A feeling somewhat like raw inspiration overtook me, and I knew this was be amazing.

My touch was soft and intimate as I worked my way around his gorgeous cock. My movements wee playful yet still intense. 

I took my time sucking his manhood. I wanted to give him the ultimate pleasure. Everything, whether it was kisses, licks or sucks, was done with passionate deliberation. My intent was to leave him with a lingering energy or sensation that felt like white hot trails searing his flesh and soul. I wanted to him to feel my touch long after we parted ways. 

I've always gotten very into giving head, but this one surpassed what was my typical blow job. It was one of those times when I couldn't get enough. And I licked and sucked and slurped, barely coming up for air. I couldn't believe how good this soldier's cock tasted.

His expressions altered with every new thing I did. And believe me, I did do everything I could think of. From light tender kisses to sucking him all the way down my throat. I made sure not a speck of his flesh was overlooked as I made love to his dick with my mouth. Time after time I dove forward, engulfing him entirely, swallowing him whole.

I gave his balls a tongue lashing, licking all over the top and sides. As I got to the lower area his whole frame jerked. That along with the sound of him catching his breath was all I needed to drive me on.

Pleasing this gorgeous man was thrilling, almost intoxicating. It wasn't enough though. I needed him to feel more of what I could provide.

I ventured farther down, finding the sensitive area between his balls and ass, his chode. I began to orally massage there, sometimes adding extra pressure with my tongue. A few times I even sucked hard there, the way I would if I were trying to give a hicky. 

I was so hot by this point! I couldn't do enough to p[lease him. And before giving it any thought my licking went beyond there to taste his tight ass.

It was just as perfect as the rest of him. I traced around and around his sphincter, enjoying it every bit as much as he did. The longer I licked and played the wetter my hot box got. I was drenched!

My eyes were on his face as I tongue fucked him, studying his reactions. He was in ecstasy from this. And when his eyes locked with mine it was a done deal for me. I instantly came hard, spilling my hot juices on my thighs. The reaction he had to this was fantastic, making his prick as hard as steel.

I was stroking his cock, rubbing his balls and tongue fucking his ass all at once. Multitasking to the best of my ability until he moaned and raised his legs higher. It gave me much better access to his backside. 

He was grinding on my mouth, riding my tongue. I could see he was getting close, and I was ready to taste his salty jizz. I moved up and sucked his beautiful cock with a purpose. I was on a mission to relieve him of his load. Sucking and swallowing his lengthy tool expertly, he was on the brink. And wrapping my lips around him, I was driven.

Gripping him in my mouth, so as not to lose a drop, I purged him of his sizable cum wad. Gulping it down like I was dying of thirst. I couldn't get enough. 

When we were done and had gotten cleaned up and dressed, we hugged and said goodbye. I sent a text saying he was always welcome to come see me, but that was the last I heard from the sexy soldier. But I hope to again someday.



A New Transaction



I had just received my new real estate license last week. I was getting settled into my new office when my phone rang.

This gentleman said he was interested in a house for sale listed by our office. We made an appointment for 3:00. I would meet him at the house.

When I got dressed that morning I knew that I was meeting a girlfriend after work for drinks and dinner, so I had worn my black mini skirt with a nice slit up the center of the left leg, matching black top with long sleeves, low cut neckline, black stockings and heels.

When I pulled into the driveway of the house for sale, the gentleman was waiting for me in front. He was at my car door immediately and opened it for me. As I started to step out of the car, I noticed him checking out my short skirt and legs. I intentionally spread my legs as I exited the car. Our eyes met as I stood beside the car. We smiled at each other and he offered me his hand. We shook, and introduced ourselves. His name was Glen and I told him mine was Shirley. The sensations I felt when our hands met were like electric shocks. I loved the softness of his skin. It was hard for me to let go.

I started explaining about the house as we approached the front door. He was very attentive as I spoke. I tried the key several times but could not get it to open. So Glen tried several times, again no luck. He suggested maybe it would work on the back door. So, we walked around the side of the house. It was a pleasant view when we entered the back yard. The landscaping was exceptional. A beautiful pool and hot tub under a gazebo. The patio had been enclosed and screened. The patio furniture was beautiful.

Glen tried the key in the back door, and WALA, it opened. He turned around to face me and I was right there. He reached down taking my face in his hands and kissed my lips ever to gently. He took my hand and led me over to the chaise lounge. I felt like I was hypnotized. I could feel myself getting wet already with just that first soft kiss. I wanted more, lots more, and I was pretty sure that I was going to get it.

When we got to the lounge, he pulled my top off and started kissing me softly, then harder and deeper. He pulled me into his hard firm body. I could feel his cock growing as we kissed. Our tongues exchanging licks and sucks, saying give me more, give me more. Glen unfastened my bra and began kissing, licking and sucking on my nipples, which were already hard for him. He gently pinched and pulled on them, also nibbled. He put his hand under my skirt and between my legs and found my wet crotch. He played with my clit through my pantyhose. Rubbed my pussy lips up and down. I spread my legs to give him better access. He then put his hand down inside my pantyhose right to my hot wet pussy. He entered one, then two fingers into my cunt fucking me good. I came and squirted all over his hand. He looked directly into my eyes and gave me a nice smile and said, “I think I am going to like this house.”

I reached out and undid his shirt and pants. I removed his shirt and slid his slacks down. I could not believe what I saw. My eyes were blessed to see a cock so beautiful. I was just hoping that I could consume all of it. I estimated it to be 8-1/2” or more. I had Glen step out of his slacks and asked him to sit on the lounge. I lowered my body down to take the head of his beautiful cock into my mouth. My tongue licking around and around the head, stroking his shaft with my hand, forcing that beautiful pre-cum out the end of his cock. As it emerged, I took my fingers and spread the precum down his shaft, making it nice and wet so my hand would glide over it making him think it was in my tight, hot, wet pussy.

I worked my way down his shaft forcing what I could of his cock down my throat. He was so beautiful and I wanted to please him. I fondled his balls as I sucked his cock. I alternated sucking cock and sucking and licking his balls. When I went back up to his throbbing cock, I entered a finger into his ass and started to slowly finger fuck him. I increased my speed and thrusts as my speed increased sucking and taking his cock in my mouth and throat. It was beautiful, as I kept hearing small gasps of breath, soft little moans of pleasure.

Shortly Glen pulled me up kissing me deeply and long, fondling my tittys. He worked his way down to my tits licking, sucking, pulling the nipples and pinching ever so soft. My pussy was pulsating for penetration. I straddled his leg and started to dry fuck it. Rubbing my cunt up and down on his leg getting wetter and wetter. He reached down and inserted a finger, then two and I exploded all over his hand and let.

He then pulled me up to straddle him and sit on top. As that beautiful cock entered my cunt, it hit parts of my body that had never been violated before, sending currents of such pleasure. He put his hands on my hips and pulled my cunt onto his hard fucking cock. Riding him to the fullest enjoyment possible. Within minutes I came again, this time squirting cum all over his cock and balls.

I lay down on his chest breathing hard, needing to catch my breath. He asked if I was ok, and I smiled and said, “Never been better.” I told him I needed a glass of water. We both got up off of the chaise lounge and went into the kitchen. There were some paper cups on the drainboard, so I filled a cup for each of us, and we drank heartedly.

Glen smiled and said, well, we checked out the patio, now it is time for the kitchen. He put his hands around my waist and lifted me up and sat me on the kitchen counter. He spread my legs, pulled my butt to the end of the counter and got on his knees between my spread legs. His tongue licked every inch of my inner thighs, making me raise my legs, putting my feet on the counter. My pussy was wide open for him. He started sucking and licking my already hard throbbing clit. He inserted one, then two fingers into my cunt along with his tongue. He started to tongue fuck my cunt and finger fucking and I came again. My cum squirting on his face. He licked and sucked trying to devour every drop. He then came up and kissed me deeply, sharing my nectar with me. He lifted me down from the counter and said, “Well, what room is next?”

I laughed and said, well we could try the bathroom next, then when we are finished there, we could shower, clean up, go have a bite to eat, and then come back and check out the rest of the rooms. Glen smiled and said, “Great idea!”

We went into the bathroom. Of coarse, there was no soap, towels, so I said, “Well, we will just have to improvise.” We stepped into the beautiful large glass stall shower. It had three shower heads. We turned them all on. He took me in his arms kissing me deeply, pulling me into his hard cock. I was pressing my body back against him to enjoy the feel of that beautiful cock. We turned off the water and began to play

He spread my legs and inserted two fingers into my cunt, finger fucking me ever so good. His fingers then moved to my ass, and so gently, one then two fingers into my tight, cherry ass. He asked if he could take me. I told him to try as I had never had cock penetration before. His precum was awesome, and he played with my ass with his fingers, stretching and preparing my ass for his cock. He started penetration very gently and slowly, a little at a time. It took my breath away. I wanted all of it as soon as his head was in. I kept breathing deep long breaths trying to stay relaxed. Well, once the head entered my ass, I wanted much more. Oh, the feelings were awesome. I told him to hold my hips and pull my ass into this fucking cock. As he took my hips, I met his every thrust and his cock went all the way in. It only took about 10 thrusts and I came like I have never cum before in my life. Such feelings I had never experienced. That cock fucking my ass, in and out, again and again, pulling me into him. Me meeting his every thrust. I could feel his hands tighten on my hips as he was fucking my ass harder now, and shortly, his moaning and rigidity let me know that he had shot his wad in my ass. He pumped until his cock had emptied. Oh, that was one hell of a fuck.

We turned on the showers and rinsed each other, kissing as we did, holding and embracing, enjoying the feeling of each others bodies. Glen said, “I think we need a little dinner now. We can check out the rest of the house for dessert.” We got out of the shower and used some paper towels that were in the kitchen to dry off. We dressed then, locked up the back door, and went to have some dinner.

Since this was my first possible sale, I felt pretty confident that I would be able to close the deal over dessert.

After two glasses of wine and a great dinner, we left the restaurant. I told Glen to drive by my place as I wanted to pick up a few things. We returned to the “House For Sale.” Again, we entered through the back door. Bypassing the patio, kitchen, bathroom, we moved onto the living room. It was a very open and spacious room. Had a beautiful fireplace with a raised hearth. I had brought some candles, wine and glasses from my home. As I lit the candles, Glen poured the wine. He spread the fluffy comforter on the carpeting in front of the fireplace. We shared a few sips of wine. I opened another of my little bags that I brought along. Took out a few toys. Glen smiled, took me in is arms and kissed me deeply and said, “I like the way you think.”

Glen took my butt plug with a built in vibrator and inserted it into my ass. Turned it on and I raised my ass up to meet the pleasure. Just as I did he inserted a finger, then two into my pussy along with his tongue. His tongue and fingers along with the butt plug were sensational. It only took minutes and had one hell of a climax. As I was regaining my breathing, Glen got my dildo out of the bag and the tube of Ky.

He asked me to get on my hands and knees and back up to him. He told me to close my eyes and just relax. I felt him teasing my cunt with his cock, rubbing it back and forth, rubbing the clit, and then full penetration. It was wonderful. I was meeting his thrusts when I felt the head of the dildo teasing my ass. I was trying to breath deep slow breaths so I could stay relaxed. He had lubed the dildo well, and he started the penetration slowly. I could not believe the feeling of the cock in my cunt and the beginning of penetration with the dildo in my ass. I wanted it all, I wanted all of Glen and all of the dildo at the same time. I met his body with all the strength I had and felt his cock hit bottom and the dildo as well, in my ass. There are no words to describe the pleasure I felt. I thought that I was going to pass out from pure satisfaction. I just kept meeting every thrust into me savoring the new experience. I must have cum three or four more times. Glen pulled out and said he wasn’t ready to cum yet. So we had a little more wine and I cleaned up.

We moved into the master bedroom, took our wine and candles and blanket. I told him lay down on the blanket, and I put a small mask over his eyes, and told him I would be right back. In the bag of things I had brought from home, I had two glasses, one with ice and the other one empty. I went to the kitchen and ran the water until I had nice hot water. Filled the glass with ice with cold water. Went back into the bedroom. I set the glasses down beside him. I went between his legs. I filled my mouth first with the hot water and took his beautiful cock in my mouth. I heard a nice moan of pleasure. I sucked and swallowed the water. Then I filled my mouth with the ice water and again took his cock in my mouth. There was a gasp, as I took his cock down as far as I could with the ice water. I repeated these two steps until the water was gone. I removed the mask and he pulled me up, kissed me deeply and told me how great that felt.

He turned me over on my back and raised my legs up straight and spread wide. He went down to my hot wet pussy, licking and sucking. The change from the cock and the dildo were really wonderful having his tongue and fingers. He then picked me up and carried me back to the living room in front of the fireplace. He got our wine and candles and placed them on the hearth. We sipped a little more wine. He sat on the raised hearth and asked me to straddle him, with my back to his chest. As I turned, his fingers guided his throbbing cock in to my hot, wet, tight cunt. His hands on my hips pulling my body onto him, harder and faster until I could hear his breathing increase. In a few minutes we both exploded, our cum mixing in my cunt and on his cock. It was oozing out of my cunt and down on his balls. He pumped his cock dry and gently lifted me off. I turned around and got on my hands and knees and took his cock in my mouth and licked him clean. He laid me down and went to my pussy and licked and sucked his cum out of me. Then he came up, kissing me deeply, sharing our combined nectars.

We sat on the blanket, finished the wine in our glasses, and relaxed. We chatted and I asked if he had done any more thinking about buying the house. He chuckled, and said, “Let’s get dressed, and then we can talk some more.”

After dressing, he poured the last of the wine. He looked at me and said, “I really like your sales presentation. You are very thorough and explain things perfectly.” I thought, oh, oh, lost the sale. T

hen Glen said, “Shirley, let’s sign the papers, I love the house.”



A New Treat



The new restaurant had the standard dim lighting that some restaurant owners thought went well with sexy waitstaff and a distinct lack of interest in the food's taste. He and his date were led to a decent table near a fireplace. The heat was welcome on this cold winter night. 

Their waitress appeared, looking perky and sexy, without vamping out, unlike too many of her coworkers. Her face was that of an angel, with long corn silk hair, and a warm smile. The short French skirt revealed legs that could do with a closer examination. All in all, she looked far tastier than the menu. The standard low cut blouse revealed perfectly sized and shaped breasts, with the nipples' outline just visible in the tight top.

His date was noticeably pissed when the waitress appeared. What made it funnier was that the waitress was doing her best to make herself noticed, without getting fired. Sarah was her name. Several times Sarah made sure that his meal and drink were just right, while she forgot that his date was even sitting at the same table. This woman showed promise. 

When the bill appeared, he saw a folded slip of paper under the credit card. Name, phone number and a smiley face. Well, that was strike one. A SMILEY FACE? She would have to pay for that.

That night he was distracted. Finally in the morning, his date limped off, unhappy that she did not earn his full attention. Still, a bit of oral, then vaginal, then a deep anal examination, followed up by her gentle licking and cleaning, and he was almost happy. Her bruises on her butt shone nicely in the bathroom light. 

They promised to call each other, but Link knew better. Vanilla ice cream just got boring too fast. This girl was just like that. 

Sunday arrived, and he knew that Sarah had the day off. She managed to tell him that much. He dialed her number. 

"Hello?" He recognized her voice at once. 

"Hi, Sarah. We met last night. Remember me? Link?" 

"Oh hi!, I wasn't sure that you would call. I'm glad that you did."

"Sarah, I am free today, and I was wonder. . ."

"I'd love to. I'm free all day." 

He almost laughed at the anxious way she talked. 

"Good, then come to my place. But I have to warn you, I have strong tastes." 

"What do you mean?" 

"Let's just say I like control, even physical control." 

There was no answer. The silence grew longer until finally he heard her breath.

"Ok, where do I go?" Her voice sounded a lot shakier. Oh well, she would soon learn. he told her when and where.

At noon, the bell rang. He let her in. He helped her off with the coat, and saw that she was way too well bundled. All that beautiful skin was covered. That would have to change. 

"Sarah, now, for the next three hours, you will do everything I ask. Then, you will have a half hour to have me do anything that you want. Deal?" 

Her face said it all. This was way too fast, way too heavy and probably way too scary for this girl. 26, slender, a great butt, and long legs, and breasts that were at least a handful and more than a mouthful. And from KANSAS no less. The big city ate these girls alive, and Link was glad to be doing the eating.

Finally, she nodded, with a jerky motion, afraid of what would happen next. 

He ordered her downstairs. His basement was outfitted with a great plasma screen, video cams, and a whole variety of restraints and strange devices. He was proud of his work. This was all homemade. Wood, leather, chains, steel bars, and all strong enough to hold the weight of three adults. He knew that from experience. Those twins still called and asked for repeat performances. They were sweet and cute. 

"Take it off. All of it." 

Sarah began removing her top. He was right. They were perfect breasts. Link could never decide whether he was a neck, leg or breast man, especially when the perfect butt walked by. Pert, large, and upstanding, he saw that the areolas were light pink and without a blemish. He smiled. That would change, too. 

By the time her jeans and undies came off, she was shaking. He kept it warm down here, so Link knew that it was fear. But, fear made it even more fun. He told her to lay down on the movable table, face down. She did. He took her left leg and laced it closed in a leather and chain tether. He did the same with the left arm. He hit the button and she began to rise, enough for him to pull out the table. She cried out from fear and surprise. He grabbed a horse crop, his favorite for close in work. He poked at the nipples and watched as they began to get hard. 

"But, I . . . I don't . . . I never have! I'm a virgin," she stammered out. 

"You're 26 and a virgin?" he demanded.

"My father is a baptist minister and very strict." 

WHACK across her left breast. She was so shocked that she couldn't make a sound. WHACK right on her right nipple. This time she screamed. The horse crop was such a great tool. She tried to cover her breasts with her free arm, but even so, he could see the red mark rise up. From her expression, she finally realized that she was tied up for good and could not escape. 

He slowly walked behind her and WHAP across her butt. What a perfect butt. Bouncy, strong, and also unmarked. For now. Then a second, then a third time. By this time she was sobbing. 

Link examined her closely. Too much hair. He pushed the button and raised her even higher. He pulled out his shaving kit: a table, a bowl of water, soap, a straight edge and an electric razor. 

"Sarah, do you know what I am going to do now?"

She sobbed no. 

"Do I have your permission to shave you?"

She nodded yes, again in a jerky manner. 

He used the electric to remove most of her hair. Her vaginal lips seemed too perfect, too unused. He inspected her closer and slipped in a finger. Damn. She was intact. Amazing. After the razor, he soaped her up and stropped up the straight edge. Carefully, so as not to cut her most sensitive skin, he removed the last signs of hair between her legs. Then, he wiped her clean and examined her again. Gorgeous. He noted, with a smile, that all his attention had gotten her aroused. The lips were swelling gently, and he saw the nub of her clit start to pop out. 

"That's a good girl, a very good girl." He coaxed her clit out more, with his tongue, then his thumb. It was growing nicely, and Sarah soon could not stop herself from moaning. He took out a clothes pin from his pocket, and clipped it to her large hard clit. Sarah groaned in what seemed to be both pain and pleasure. He moved to her breasts. First, a scented oil, especially on the red stripes that lined each breast. Soon, she was moaning again. He found himself getting hard, what with such soft, yet firm breasts in his hands. He concentrated on the left, or top breast. Soon, her nipple was as hard as a rock. He took out a black metal paper fastener and clamped it on her hard nipple. Another muffled scream. He did the same to the right breast. 

Now, she was ready. 

He pulled the table back and lowered her onto it, this time face up. He undid her arm, handcuffed them together, and pulled her arms over her head. There, he hooked the handcuffs to the table. 

The right leg, he bent at the knee, and quickly tied a leather band to her thigh. He pulled this hard, until her right leg was almost on her chest. He repeated this with her left leg. She was totally opened up to him now. 

The fun could now begin. A virgin? Amazing. 

"Now Sarah, before we start, I want to know. I do have your permission to continue, right? You are giving me express permission?" As he spoke he removed the clothes pin from her clit and started rubbing it in a gentle, soft, circular motion. 

She nodded yes.

"No, Sarah, you must say it out loud."

"yes, Yes, YES, please DON'T STOP," she almost screamed. Her breathing was getting faster and shorter. No, this would not do. He took his hand away. Sarah began moving her hips as though she wanted to will his hand back. 

He looked for and selected another oil. He dabbled a bit on her ass and moved it gently around her asshole. 

"What. . . what. . . no, not there, no, that's dirty!" she was beginning to fight her binds. 

"Sarah, trust me. Do you trust me?"

"Ye .. ye .. yes, but that's .. that's not right."

"Oh, yes it is."

He reached over for a small set of BenWa balls, 6 marbles tied in a row. He oiled each one, then began to insert them one by one. By the time the fourth one was in, she seemed to get confused at the sensation. When the last one was in, he went back to her clit. 

She responded at once, moaning and thrusting her hips back and forth. 

Link grabbed the smallest metal vibrator he had. Might as well not hurt her too much without permission. He lubed it up, then turned it on. The slightest touch at her clit and soon Sarah was moaning loudly. He pushed it gently between her wet, hot vaginal lips and pushed, centimeter after centimeter. He hit the obstruction, and pushed harder. She gave in immediately. A small amount of blood appeared. Leaving the vibrator in and on, he wiped and washed her again. His thumb went back to work on her clit. 

He brought out a twin set of nipple clamps that were hooked up to the ceiling. This time, the clamps seemed to stimulate, not hurt her. It was hard to tell, her moans were louder than the vibrator. He pulled on the chain and stretched her breasts hard. Her eyes opened with a little fear, but her words said something elese.

"Oh gawd, oh gawd, I ne ne ne ver never nuh hun no, yes, yes, YES, YES!" 

All at once she came with explosive force. Link was happily surprised. She was a squirter. He pulled out the vibrator and turned it off. Her face was red, and her breath was absolutely ragged, as though she had run the marathon. 

He dropped the edge of the table, giving him complete access to the sweetest part of her body. By now Link was fully erect. She was so hot and wet, that entering her was only a little harder than he expected. Damn, she was a virgin, he reminded himself. He pushed harder and began a steady rhythm. Soon all eight and half inches were inside, then out, then in, then out. Sarah began making gurgling sounds. 

"Oh my, I don't believe, I can't oh please, yes, yes, no, yes, oh, that feels like oh!" 

Just as he felt her tensing up for yet another explosion he reached down, without missing a stroke, and began pulling out the BenWa balls ever so slowly. They came out one at a time with a plop. With each ball, she screamed again. Her second explosion made him wet. This orgasm was even bigger than her first. It almost made him come. Damn, tight, warm, wet and exploding. This girl was a keeper. 

He withdrew, and undid her nipple clamps. He still had one more goal, before the instructions began. 

"Thank you, thank you, I never imagined." 

"Sarah, we aren't done. Not by a long shot." She looked at him strangely. 

He undid her handcuffs, then her thighs. He helped her off the table, although she had trouble standing for a bit. 

He laid down on a low table and told her to straddle him. She did this willingly. Just as she was going to impale herself, he stopped her. 

"No, Sarah. I want your ass. Now!" 

"No, not that, can't I just have you inside please? It's so large, but I want. ."

He slapped her left breast hard. 

"NO, Sarah. I want your ass. Do it. That will teach you to give me a smiley face again." 

Without another word, she moved her body forward a bit, then aimed his cock at her asshole. The lube and the balls had helped, but she was still incredibly tight. She groaned and almost screamed when his head finally made it in. Little by little, he inched in deeper. God, she was tight. What a perfect sensation. Soon, she was going up and down, groaning again. 

As she got into the rhythm with eyes closed he reached in a drawer for a tiny hand-held vibra-cone. He turned it on and pressed it against her clit. Sarah soon doubled her speed. Her groans got louder and louder. She came for a third time, squirting once again, but this time, her tight ass was too much for him. He felt himself explode with his own scream. He pushed and pushed and pushed, emptying himself deep in her ass. She collapsed over him, breathing hard again. He reached down, and stuck a nipple in his mouth. She groaned happily. 

"Oh my, oh, wow. I never. I never imagined. Oh, don't stop, it's sore, but it's great." 

He rubbed her other breast with his hand. She groaned again. 

He pushed her off, then led her to his swiss shower. Twelve shower heads surrounded them plus a drencher above and a special sprayer that acted like a liquid vibrator near his hip. They were soon lathered up and washing each other. Link got hard again. Her slender body felt great in the hot water. 

She grabbed his hard cock and looked at him in awe. 

"That is big, I mean I've seen pictures, but this is big!" She couldn't keep her hands off of it. They dried each other off, then he pulled her back into his toy room. This time, he grabbed two vibrators, quite a bit larger than the first. He oiled both up, then took the larger one and poked and prodded until it was deep in her cunt. He then pushed the second one up her ass. With a gleam in his eye, he turned both of them on slow. She closed her eyes, and began playing with her own breasts, pulling her nipples, rubbing her breasts harder and harder. 

He had her kneel in front of him, then began instructing her as to what a real blow job entailed. She quickly got into it. Five minutes later, he exploded deep in her throat. She gagged, but was too distracted by her ass and cunt to complain. A minute later, she came yet again. This time, she removed her own vibrators and turned them off. She crawled up next to him and put her head on his chest. 

"Link, can we do this again?"



A New Trick



The mistresses and masters gathered and drank their wine and chatted; we pets had to strip naked in the dark of one of the other rooms of the house and not speak to one another, those of us who were not already gagged, of course. We heard their laughter, apprehensively waiting to be called into the room where our humiliations would begin.

As I waited, naked on all fours, I checked the harness that held my balls and felt the ache it caused there by pulling my testicles from me and back. I felt my penis twitch in a half erection; would my mistress be pleased by that? I wasn't sure and I swallowed wondering if I might be punished for allowing myself to be excited without her permission.

Suddenly the door opened and a bright light made me blink and cast my eyes down as I would have done anyway, of course. Two or three people were outside and I wasn't sure my mistress was among them. I felt a prod on my ribs with a cane. 'You, in the other room, 'and you.' I began to crawl out into the light as I was not permitted to walk. The cane caught me across the buttocks but only softly; whoever it was knew that pets should only be marked by their owners and used it to urge me along faster.

When I arrived in the other room there was a bright circle of light and we were told to stop.

'Colin,' I heard my mistress's voice, 'come forward so everyone can see you, into the light.' I moved forward seeing the shoes in a loose circle at the edge of the light. My mistress came forward and petted my hair gently. I felt her cool hands slide down my naked back and over my buttocks. The other pet also moved to be with her master.

'Tell everyone how long it is since you have been granted the gracious boon of a climax, Colin.'

I licked my lips. 'It has been 10 days mistress,' I said. She walked around me and knelt down between my legs. 'Part your thighs for me,' she said calmly. I opened my legs for her and she held my balls, adjusting the strap, tightening it so I moaned a little. Her fingers slid up under me and felt my penis which was hardening.

'Get up on your knees pet and show everyone your sex.'

I swallowed and blushed, sitting up, my eyes downcast. My mistress walked around me holding a cane which she used to touch my balls with, presented as they were by the harness. She tapped my erection. 'What are you doing with that?'

I swallowed not knowing what to say.

'Did I say you could show excitement?'

'No mistress.'

'Have you been touching yourself while out of my sight?'

'No mistress, please I haven't disobeyed you.'

She tapped my hardness a little more firmly with the cane, 'then how do you explain that?'

I blushed as I heard giggling and laughter in the circle of watchers.

'I have not had release for so long, I just became hard hoping I might be permitted to climax tonight if that is your wish mistress.'

She sighed. 'As you see ladies and gentlemen, he is not yet fully trained. I aim to ensure that soon he will not be able to achieve an erection without my explicit orders. To ensure this, we must reinforce good behaviour and of course, punish misbehaviour. Back on your hands and knees, pet.'

I obeyed as she walked around me, drawing up the cold edge of the cane over my backside. She drew it back so I could hear it cut the air then struck me with it quickly so I moaned with the sharp heat of the stroke. Nine more followed and she knelt by me as I moaned and breathed shallowly feeling welts rise on my naked skin. 'What do you say pet?'

'Thank you mistress,' I groaned softly.

'Louder please, for everyone to hear.'

I repeated my thanks.

'Up, let me look.'

I moaned and sat back on my knees; I was still erect, if not harder than before.

She tutted as she walked around me. 'Are you deliberately trying to embarrass me in front of my friends?' she asked.

'No mistress, please forgive me.'

'Forgive you? After this show? There will be no forgiveness for you tonight. Only display.' She paused; I knew what I had to do as I bent to kiss her foot and murmur, 'thank you mistress.' I sat up again as I had not been told to resume my position on all fours.

'Tonight I think we will show everyone the trick you have perfected; you know what that means, pet?'

I swallowed, 'yes mistress.' It meant being totally on display, showing what she had taught me as we practised in her apartment for long hours. I hoped I would be good enough for her.

My mistress walked away to speak with the master who was playing with the dark honey tresses of the naked female toy who had accompanied me out of the waiting room. He chuckled and the pet reddened and nodded quickly. As my mistress began walking slowly back, the master's plaything followed her, meekly, on all fours like myself.

'My friend has graciously lent me his toy; Melissa, please unbind my pet's balls from their shackles. Please don't worry about hurting him.'

I could not look at the woman's face, of course so I watched her cool fingers fumble with the straps securing my scrotum. I winced as she tugged at it and loosened it, letting it fall from me as I sighed with relief.

'Now then Melissa, tell everyone if you are experienced in sucking cocks.'

I felt the girl gasp and she murmured, 'yes, I have done that before.'

'Speak up, my pet,' said her master, 'make sure everyone hears all you have to say.'

'So, you won't have any difficulty in sucking my pet's erection?' said my mistress.

'It is your wish so I will comply,' said the woman.

My mistress stood behind me, massaging my shoulders lightly. 'This young woman is going to suckle you now, Colin. You will, of course, not climax, no matter how much I ask her to tease you for our pleasure; is that clear?'

'Yes mistress, thank you mistress.'

She gestured to the girl to move towards me and begin. I saw her bend and her palms covered my thighs. I gasped as I felt her tongue dart out and taste the tip of my penis. Her long hair fell around her head and over my thighs. I moaned as I felt her take my erection into her warm mouth.

I was trying to keep still and make little noise but the feel of her wet mouth suckling on me, slipping my shaft into her while her tongue slid around the head of my penis made me moan as I tried to stop my rising excitement.

My mistress bent to the girl and pushed her hair aside to whisper in her ear; the girl stopped her sucking for a moment while she listened and then my mistress stood up again. The suckling continued for a moment, taking my erection deep into her mouth.

Then she closed her teeth on my cock. I squealed as her incisors grazed my hardness, groaning louder as she closed her mouth on me. 'No!' I called out before I could stop myself as she nibbled on cock, gently raking it with her teeth. I realised this is what my mistress had ordered but I had called out involuntarily.

My mistress tangled her fingers in Melissa's hair and pulled her lips from my erection making me squeal as the girl was surprised into biting harder; I then saw her opened mouthed and whimpering a little as her head was held. I gasped feeling the air cool against my wet hard cock. Letting go of Melissa who tossed her hair and knelt in front of me, my mistress moved and I felt the cane strike my buttocks without warning eliciting an involuntary grunt from me.

'No?' My mistress said as she struck me again. 'Bend over, on all fours, present yourself for me now.' I quickly obeyed and she struck me several times making me squeal. 'If I desire your partner to bite your cock, are you to say no?' She struck me again.


'No mistress, I am sorry.' I moaned as my cock twitched with desire, with the need to expel the semen that was heavy inside me.

I felt her hands, cool on my ass, spreading my cheeks, playing with my anus, making me moan and push back on her fingers. I felt the cool, unmistakable feel of the lubricant between my cheeks and moaned softly. Her fingers slid to fondle my balls hanging down and the length of my hard shaft. I moaned helplessly as her fingers caressed me, recalling the times she had made me ejaculate in ecstasy after so long being kept hard and unsatisfied and how I had thanked her profusely for her kindness.

She let me go and walked slowly past me and to Melissa, looking down at the kneeling woman. She gave her a large vibrator, switched on. 'Suckle this for me my dear,' said my mistress, 'show me your pretty mouth in action again.' I watched as she sucked deep on the fatness of the blue, throbbing toy, pushing it deep in her mouth to please my mistress and her own master who nodded encouragingly at his pet.

'Now, let's see how far you can get it in your pussy, Melissa.' I saw the girl redden as my mistress put two cushions down, one on top of the other, in the light. She patted it, 'up we get on here so you're nicely displayed for your master and everyone while you play with yourself.'

She moved slowly forward and put her ass on the red velvet cushions, raising her hips while my mistress pushed at her ankles with her stiletto shod feet, parting Melissa's legs wide. Her pussy faced away from me as I waited on all fours. She gave me a glance as she lay spreadeagled, her face upside down to me, her dark blonde hair splayed over the ground. I saw her lips part and she bit the lower one as her hands worked between her legs out of my sight. She moaned a bit and lifted her ass a little more then panted.

'Let go of the toy now my dear,' commanded my mistress. Melissa moaned but obeyed, placing her arms by her sides. My mistress kneeled by her and obviously played with the toy, causing Melissa to screw up her eyes and writhe a little. She gave a small cry and I could see the toy in my mistress's hand. Melissa panted and opened her eyes, lying where she had been displayed.

My mistress held the toy to my face.

'Lick off the juices,' she ordered. I lapped at the toy in front of my mouth, tasting the sweet wetness from Melissa's pussy. When I had finished she went around me again, rubbing the toy up my thighs, lifting my balls with it before sliding it along my ass. I felt her nails teasing the skin of my hip as she stood close, working the tip of the toy against my anus. I swallowed as she stroked my flank and pressed the toy deeper. I moaned and wriggled as it slid into my ass, parting me, spreading me with its girth. She slowly pushed it deeper as I panted and dropped my head, hips rocking against her, feeling my mistress close to my nakedness.

She began to work the toy in and out a little then and I clawed at the carpet with my fingers as I felt her turn on the vibrator buried in my body. She probed my prostate and I cried out my cock twitching. I felt her release the toy, leaving it in me, vibrating me.

'Up, onto your knees,' she said. As I obeyed I felt the vibrator moving in me. She took my hardness in her fingers, 'come along, into the light,' her fingers sliding down around my balls and tugging me, urging me to move.

She then took more of the lubricant and wet her fingers, kneeling next to me as I faced Melissa's naked, spread body, as she had not been allowed to rise. I saw my mistress's fingers sliding over my hardness, playing with the head of my cock. Her hands, made slick and warm, coated my cock with the lubricant. I moaned and writhed at the feel of her fingers playing with me. The warm liquid ran over my erection as she played with the head, her fingers slipping wetly all over it. I felt her lips next to my neck. 'How does that feel my pet?'

I moaned and nodded.

'Tell everyone my dear,' she said.

'It feels good,' I grunted.

I felt her fingers softly and slowly running up and down my erection but mostly playing over the head, gently squeezing and turning round and round, softly imitating a warm tongue exploring me.

Slowly she lightened her touch while her fingers turned up the vibrator a little inside me. I moaned and thrust my hips making her hand slide down my cock; she let me go and I gasped and almost looked up into her face before remembering my place.

'You want your release, don't you Colin?'

'Oh yes, yes please mistress.'

'You know you can't have it, don't you Colin,' she said as she returned to stroking the engorged head of my cock.

'Yes mistress,' I whispered.

Her fingers worked me a little harder, feeling me respond, feeling the hardness of my shaft increase still more before she returned to slow strokes around the head and then letting go again.

'You're nearly ready now, aren't you pet?'

I nodded.

Her fingers returned and I desperately tried my best to please her, knowing what I had to do.

She stroked me, gently, steadily, not too quick, knowing how we had learnt the moves together, until I said, 'yes, now.'

She let me go and I concentrated hard on not coming and received my reward. A steady stream of precum and semen emerged from my cock, leaking from me and down onto the floor between my legs. Though I had not climaxed, my cock gently throbbed, right on the edge of a hard ejaculation.

'Good pet,' she said. 'Don't leave your mess there, lick it up. Keep it in your mouth.'

I moved back, feeling the vibrator moving in me as I bent to lick and suckle the pool I had made, being careful not to swallow my cum.

'Go and lick it over Melissa's breast,' she ordered.

I crawled forward and saw Melissa's small breast before me as she lay naked on the cushions. I bent and took her pink nipple into my mouth, coating the soft firmness of the breast with the fluid I had oozed. I let her go and looked at the wetness I had placed there.

My mistress again kneeled by me and had wet her hand with more lubricant though she also squeezed Melissa's breast, wetting her palm with my semen and saliva before returning it to my still stiff cock. She ordered my to sit up, kneeling on my haunches, feeling my ass tighten around the vibrator as I did.

She began to work again, a little harder and longer this time as she massaged me, knowing I still had more semen to be milked without giving me my release. I moaned pushing against her hand. I could see her also playing with Melissa's pussy, her fingers turning on the girl's clit. Melissa didn't know if her master would allow her an orgasm and was desperately trying to crane her neck to see him. My mistress caressed my hardness, sliding her wet hand up and down my shaft; it was almost so wet she couldn't get a grip on me. I panted, wondering if she was going to allow me to shoot my cum when she stopped her squeezing. I squirmed and my cock throbbed and twitched.

Her fingers returned, expertly just stopping short of giving me an orgasm, making me moan as I watched Melissa writhe and whimper as she too approached release. As I watched her open mouthed and wriggling I felt my cock throb; my mistress knew immediately to let go and I closed my eyes to shut out the sight of the writhing naked girl, to concentrate on thinking of anything but my climax.

'Good boy,' said my mistress as she saw my penis throb gently, giving up a white stream slowly, running this time down the shaft to my balls. I drew a ragged breath as I watched myself being emptied of cum without a climax.

She reached over and wet her fingers with my semen, running them up my cock, squeezing out the remains that were in there into her hand. She then showed this to Melissa before massaging it into the girl's swollen pussy lips, sliding a finger in to take my seed into the open mouth of her sex. Melissa whimpered and cried out, her hips arching as she pushed on my mistress's fingers, driven over the edge in a hard orgasm.

Her grunts and cries were replaced by panting as my mistress slowed her fingers on her exposed pussy. She then suddenly rubbed Melissa's clit hard, knowing how sensitive it would be. The girl screamed and begged, 'no, please!' as she writhed but she could not get away until my mistress decided to stop making her body twitch and wriggle helplessly.

'Lie there and let everyone see how red and used your cunt is my dear,' said my mistress to the gasping female pet.

'Sit up Colin,' she said, turning back to me, 'squat down and push the vibrator out of you until the end touches the floor.'

I obeyed, straining at the toy in me, forcing it from my body until it pressed against the floor.

'Now lower yourself on it and push it back in.'

I swallowed and obeyed, slowly pushing the vibrating toy back into me.

'Again,' my mistress commanded, several times.

I moaned as I rocked on the vibrator as I alternately expelled it from my ass and buried it again deeply, pressing it deep, feeling how aroused I was, yet so close to the orgasm I was still denied. As I built up a steady rhythm under the eyes of everyone I felt my body sweating; a few beads ran down my back as a gossamer thread of cum hung from my balls. I drew ragged breaths as I felt myself becoming excited as I lowered myself onto the toy and pushed it out.

'Stop,' my mistress spoke and I groaned loudly, shuddering to a halt. 'Expel the toy and come here,' my mistress drew a chair forward and waited for me to empty my anus and crawl towards her, indicating I should turn away from her but remain on all fours.


She placed the sole of the black leather stiletto on my buttocks and moved the heel around my scrotum, pushing my balls back and forth and side to side. Then she asked Melissa to come over as she quietly said, I'm going to slide the heel into you now.'

I moaned. 'What do you say?' she prompted.

'Thank you mistress,' I replied, in a small, nervous voice.

Melissa applied further lubrication to me and the heel and parted my cheeks, helping my mistress to insert the thin heel. As soon as it had passed just inside she moved her heel around in me and I writhed as she began to slowly push it deeper inside. The audience watched as the stiletto was buried in my body, up to the point it widened as it joined the rest of the shoe.

Slowly she pushed down on the sole now and began extracting the heel, as I moaned. Steadily she built up a rhythm, back and forth pushing and pulling the heel in me.

'You may climax if this is enough to arouse you,' she said as she slid the heel deep.

'Thank you mistress,' I groaned in a cracked voice as she steadily slid the heel in and out. I panted and bore down on her foot, feeling my cock throb; my hips pushed up and out as I finally felt the waves of orgasm begin in my balls and wash over me.

Though my cock throbbed and the orgasm made me clutch at the carpet and moan, my mistress had milked me so well just a drop or two of thin liquid was shot from me to fall between my legs as I stopped moving and gasped, rocking a little with the force of my release.

My mistress slowly withdrew the heel and gave it to Melissa to clean. She stroked my hair gently. 'Good boy, soon you will be fully trained,' she said, her cool fingers tracing my neck as I smiled, pleased to fulfil her wishes.



A New Trick



So after having a nice dinner for our romantic evening, we decided to sit down and watch a video or two. Knowing we had several hours before anyone would disturb us, I plugged our laptop into the big screen. This way we could go on one of my favorite sites and I could try to get her to choose a particular video. But like it usually winds up, I scroll through the list hoping something will catch her interest, and either nothing jumps out at her, or she is too embarrassed to tell me what kind she wants to watch.

I end up choosing a German massage video of all things. I speak a little German, so I could have got by, but fortunately, this had subtitles. At least this way if they actually said anything important, you'd know what it was. The guy was older, but very good looking, and the girl, although too skinny for me, was an attractive redhead. Anything with a redhead gets me going. But that's not the important part here. After all the preliminary oiling and back rubbing and such, the masseuse had his client lay on her back. He started to move his fingers in small circles just above her pubic bone, right at the top of her finely trimmed bush. In the subtitle he asked if he was "in the spot"?? The way she squirmed on the table, it was apparent he was.

I turned to my wife, who at this time had her legs spread apart with one draped across mine, and asked if you could rub the "G" spot externally. She had never heard of such a thing. So we didn't give it any more thought at the time. So I slowly started running my fingers up and down the insides of her thigh, as the video got down to business. All the oil and the heated bodies glistening on the screen were getting both of us excited. My fingers were getting closer to the lips of her pussy with every stroke. But not yet, there was more to watch. When it got to the point that the redhead on the video was about to climax, I started to part the lips of the redhead sitting next to me. No wonder anything with a redhead gets me going. As my fingers delicately slid between her pussy lips, it was obvious the video was having its intended effect. She was sopping wet, in the midst of the redheaded vixen on TV climaxing; my redhead was already on the edge of her own. It took only a few strokes on her clit to launch her over the edge. She arched her back, and grabbed my hand to make sure it stayed where she wanted it. I was rubbing her clit furiously now, and had no intention of moving.

Her first orgasm over now, she settled back to watch the end of the video. I continued playing with her pussy, on occasion frigging her clit to get her close again. The video reached its end, with the normal cum shot close up. Never really does much for me, I've always been one to want to shoot my load deep inside her pussy, or down her throat. On the occasion I can explode in her ass, I'll take that any day as well for sure. 

I scroll through the list to find something else of interest, and find an anal video shot on the beach. Great concept and beautiful scenery, but they ruined it by dubbing the voices. Could have been a really good one, but it only lasted a few minutes for us before we went looking again. This time, I found a girl on girl with toys video. Sometimes I find this really turns my wife on. Both models were very pretty, but it was rather clumsily shot. You could even hear the videographer giving them instructions at times. But, seeing the girls go at each other with different dildos and vibrators was working quite well. My fingers were now buried in her pussy, while my thumb rubbed her clit. I kept this up until she was ready to climax again, then quickly switched hands so I could get a better angle between her lips. This did it for her, orgasm number two on its way. Head thrown back and biting her bottom lip, she moaned my name over and over as the waves rippled through her body.

She barely waited for her spasms to end before she grabbed my cock and engulfed it in her mouth. She was still in the throes of her own orgasm, and moaning around my bulging member. If she kept this up, I wouldn't be able to last long. It was at this point, I saw the blonde on the video rubbing the brunette just above her pubic bone. The same as in the massage video. I thought to myself, there must be something to this. But with my wife's mouth around my cock, I had other things to worry about. She kept at it a little longer, and decided she wanted something else. Standing up and facing me, she spread her legs and straddled me, burying my cock in her pussy in one forceful thrust of her hips. We both supremely enjoy this position, and trapped as I was on the couch with her on top of me, there was nothing I could do to slow her down. 

She thrust her hips for all she was worth, grinding against me. As wet and hot as she was, with the muscle control she has with her pussy, it didn't take long for her to milk the cum up from my balls. My climax overcame me so quickly; there was nothing I could do but to hold on to her thrusting hips. I tried to bury myself as deeply inside her as I could, but she kept grinding and thrusting. The sensations were overwhelming. Blasting my load into her drenched pussy, it felt like I was being turned inside out. As powerful an orgasm as I've ever had. She slowed to a stop as I started calming down. True bliss engulfing us both. But we weren't done yet. She stood up and rushed to the bathroom to get cleaned up, so I followed behind her.

After cleaning up like we usually do, she gave me that certain smile that says let's watch another. I found a particularly good video about a young farm girl that gets away from her home town and moves to the big city to find herself. Very well done, like a mini movie. When it got to the scene that she asks the guy to fuck her up the ass, well that did it for my wife. She was so excited, pussy juice flowing everywhere. This is when I got on my knees between her legs and went to work. Running my tongue between her lips was divine, and tasting her nectar had me in heaven. Her proud little clit was begging for attention, and when I ran my tongue across it, she shuddered. Eyes glued to the screen when the young beauty was taking a cock up her ass, I began to lick her outer lips and clit. Speeding up as her excitement built, it wasn't long before she reached another fantastic orgasm. Lifting her hips off the couch to push her pussy into my face, she humped my tongue in rhythm with her spasms. As she came down from this one, her third of the evening, she realized she was getting a hitch in her neck from the couch armrest. Time to move to the bedroom.

As she headed for the bed, I followed quickly behind her, my erection bobbing with every step. She reached the bed, and lay on her back, expecting me to bury my cock in her pussy right then. But I wanted to try something. Lifting her leg onto one shoulder, I lowered my mouth to her engorged clit again. But this time, as I started to lick her, I also started to rub just above her trim little bush, as I had seen in the video. Incredible does not begin to describe the reaction I got. It was instant moans just shy of screams. It only took probably fifteen seconds for her to blast off on the most powerful orgasm of her life. The ripples that went through her body were amazing, and we were in absolute shock. What the hell did you just do, she managed to mutter through her moans. 

But instead of answering, I began again. Licking her clit and rubbing above her pubic bone, but this time much faster and with a little more pressure. This was unbelievable. In an instant, she was in the midst of an even more powerful orgasm. Her screams shook the windows. Never before have either of us experienced anything like it. In less than twenty seconds she just had the two most earth shattering orgasms imaginable. We were both mesmerized by what had just happened. Almost in a trance I climbed up her body and mounted her. I savagely thrust into her drenched pussy, both of us shaking with excitement at what had just occurred. The thoughts of what I did to her just now made me so hot, that I only lasted another minute before my own massive climax overcame me. I thrust as deeply into her as I could, and my spasms rocked my world. All the time we both were moaning each other's names over and over.

When we both calmed down enough to have an intelligent conversation, we were in awe of what had just happened. Never had we heard of anything like this, and how we wish we had found out about it years ago. But that's the past, can't change that. But now, the future looks very promising with the new trick we have found. 

We can hardly wait for next time...



A New Turn to Things



It was one of those nights when you wanted to be indoors. A real log fire crackling away in the hearth as the old black and white film played on the TV, making you snuggle closer to that man sitting next to you. The one who held promise of passion and pleasure in his dark eyes. But for some, it didn't happen that way. The night was cold, and the rain fell in sheets that soaked through your clothes, making you feel miserable and shiver as each and every step became an effort.

Maria was one of those people. Her shift ended late. Later than usual. She had been held up by three customers, wanting to mess around, to get one more drink. But she had managed to get rid of them, got them to drink up and let her close the bar up. She shouldn't have sent the two guys home, but she was the manager, the one responsible for locking up the joint. And now, as she trudged back through the cold, wet streets, she cursed herself for being nice. Infact, she cursed herself for being too damn nice.

The streets she had to walk along were dark and long. Hardly any cars were out, it was late fafter all, they weren't exactly main roads through the town. But for her it was the safest way back, and the quickest. She didn't take any notice of the van parked at the side of the road. It was a normal white van. The sort that you saw every day, like so many others that made deliveries to the various shops and businesses that filled the roads around the town centre. Digging her hands further into the deep pockets of her old coat she sighed, she would be soaked by the time she got home. A nice hot bath and a mug of chocolate would soon warm her up.

The sound of the van starting up made her glance back over her shoulder, but it drove off, disappearing down one of the many side streets that branched off the main road, leading to all parts of the town and beyond. Once the van was out of her sight, it was forgotten. She continued on, making her way through the damp, dark night. She crossed one of the side roads, looking to make sure no car was speeding through the streets, they tended to drive like idiots along these roads. She knew Darren would be waiting for her, she wished he hadn't taken the car to the garage today, she could have done with a lift home. Typical really...

Suddenly someone grabbed her, a hand around her throat. She screamed, but as she opened her mouth something was pushed in, effectively shutting her up. She struggled, but the person holding her was too strong. She felt a chill build, seeping its icy tendrils through her bones.

"Fight all you want bitch, it only makes me harder" a voice growled into her ear and she felt him push his hips forward, rubbing his erection into her back. She whimpered in fear, the cloth pressing her tongue, making her mouth dry. Her nostrils flared as she struggled to fill her panic stricken lungs with air, her eyes wide as she felt her arms forced behind her back and tied with a plastic cable tie. She struggled again, this only made him grab her hair, wrenching her head back and looking at her through twin slits in a black ski mask.

"Feisty little bitch" he said, his voice containing a note of amusement, "I like the feisty ones, always more fun to strip and use." She gulped, oh god, what was this all about? Why her? Another man walked round, he was dressed in black, his head also covered with a ski mask. Only three slits showed any hint of skin, his eyes were hidden in the darkness, "lets get her in the van, don't wanna keep him waiting" the newcomer said, and she was picked up unceremoniously as the side door slid open and she was thrown in, landing on a mattress. Not the hard floor of the van as she was expecting.

The door slammed closed again and she was left in darkness. She heard the front doors open and then shut, the van moving off as she struggled to sit up, to try and get her bearings. But she was trapped. Her hands were secured behind her, her voice silenced by the rag in her mouth. She wriggled to the side, leaning against the cold metal sides. Tears sprung to her eyes, how the hell could this happen? Who had done this? And why? The questions tumbled over themselves in her mind, she squeezed her eyes closed, feeling the tears silently slip from beneath her eyelids. How was she going to get out of this?

The journey seemed to take hours, but it was actually only ten minutes. They drove her to a house just out of town. A place that if she could see it would answer all her questions. The van stopped at the back door, and it was opened from inside. A man stepped out, a grin on his face. No words were exchanged. The driver walked round and opened the door. Maria tried to scramble back, but he cupped her ankle and pulled her to him. His accomplice was there and a pillowcase was pulled down over her head, tied around her throat, not too tightly but enough to make her stop struggling, to make her question if they would hurt her. 

She was pulled from the van, "on your feet" the voice said, his breath leaving a warm trail on the skin around her ear. She shuddered, her skin was covered in Goosebumps, for some reason her nipples were hard, straining against the material of her bra, she hated the way her body was responding to the situation, but damn, it was one of her fantasies, one she had often thought about, even written about. But she had never told a sole, this was the real thing, not a set up. No one knew about it, not even Darren.

She was frog marched from the van, one of her captors on each side, their hands propelling her towards some destination. She was scared, her body trembling, her legs didn't want to move. She was half carried into a warm interior. She gulped again, trying once more to struggle. But another voice laughed, a rich, deep laugh that seemed to echo around her. But there was something about that laugh...something hauntingly familiar. But what she couldn't say...she couldn't place it....

When they stopped, she swayed. Trying to steady herself. Her arms were untied and she tried to pull them away, tried to fight, a last effort. But again there was more laughter, her arms were grabbed and cuffs tied around her wrists. She heard a strange noise, like a pulley, her arms then lifted, being raised over her head. She felt them get taunt, and she gasped. She waited, still, knowing this was only the start....

Sure enough hands began to touch her, to caress her. She tried to turn away, to pull back, but someone had her feet, first one then the other was chained to the floor, holding her in place. "Oh that's lovely boys. Now the fun part, lets see what she's hiding under the clothes shall we?"

A scared cry sounded from the rag filled mouth and she felt tears on her cheeks, making the pillow case damp as she felt panic. They were going to do it, to rape her, to hurt her, to do Lord knew what to her. She struggled, pulling, her panic, fear filling the room. Permeating from her, the atmosphere changed. 

"If I were you precious, I would hold still. I have a very sharp knife here, I would hate to cut you" the voice made her freeze. She could feel the blade pressing against the pillowcase, the chill of the metal touching her cheek. The pillowcase was cut off and she blinked. A bright light was shining into her face, blinding her even more effectively than the makeshift hood had. The three figures around her were just shadows; shapes standing around the edge of her vision.

One of the shapes moved closer, she narrowed her eyes, but before she could see him, he had a blindfold tied over her eyes, secured tightly. She whimpered in distress and then felt her mouth pried open. She licked her dry lips, her tongue darting out, trying to spread moisture on her parched bow mouth. "Please please dont hurt me" she whispered.

"Hurt you, why precious, we arent going to hurt you. Well not intentionally. We're going to enjoy your body, show you how a body like yours should be treated." Hands were on her breasts then, squeezing her through her clothes. She sobbed, "Please..."

Her coat was undone, and she held her breath, feeling it moving against her. The blade of the knife was run up the sleeves of the coat, and a few moments later it feel from her, leaving her in the skirt and top. Her breasts felt heavy, and she knew she would be fighting herself once her captors started on her. She would have a battle on two fronts. She felt a hand move up her left leg, "oh this is nice, so soft" the fingers stroked gently, moving higher up. She muttered, begging him to stop, but he kept the hand working up higher, until his digits touched the gusset of her panties, pushing up against her slit. She moaned, unable to stop herself.

"Boys, I think she likes it." 

And she blushed, hearing their lecherous chuckles as she felt a gush of juices hit her pouting pussy. The hand was removed and they quickly removed her skirt. Hands stroked over her blouse and she felt them grip the bottom. A sharp tug sent the buttons flying, scattering across the floor, she gasped loudly as the chill air hit her skin and she shuddered in a combination of pleasure and fear. Hands moved across her stomach, caressing the smoothness of her skin. She trembled, her legs feeling like jelly as she was explored on both sides. She couldn't work out how many hands were on her. Her bra was gone and her breasts allowed to tumble free. She actually heard exclamations of pleasure as the men's eyes watched her soft, voluptuous titties bounce. She had a nice rack as Darren often told her. Her nipples were so hard, when one was captured between teeth she couldn't stop the moan of pleasure. "oh yes" she hissed, loving the way the mouth closed around her flesh, teeth closing on the nipple as the other was stroked softly. She knew she should be scared, but.....but...she wasn't...she was aroused, horny, hot and needing this so badly.

"That's it precious, let us show you how we would worship you, we wont hurt you, tonight be ours, let us enjoy this amazing body, and then tomorrow, you go back to your life." The voice was firm, but rich, and it made her tremble a new. As he spoke he got closer to her ear, she automatically tilted her head, her long auburn curls tumbling out of the way to reveal an expanse of creamy flesh. Maria felt his lips on her skin, kissing, licking, nibbling. Leaving a trail of tingling as he kissed that sensitive area. She gulped hard. Her nipples were still be played with and now that area on her neck was being licked and lapped at and she was soon a blubbering wreck.

The feelings soon had her so wet, she forgot about the third player. Until she felt hands on her thighs, pushing her legs apart. She swallowed nervously as those fingers walked up her thigh, dancing across the skin and aiming towards her molten core. She felt the cool blade trail up, a cold passage of steel heading towards her most female area. The tip hit her slit, and she bit her bottom lip, trembling nervously in anticipation.

"Oh she likes this, look at her, she will be begging us soon. Begging us to take out our big, hard cocks and shove them into her pussy. Maybe we'll DP her, one in her dripping, dirty cunt, another working its way into her arse. But there's three of us, I wonder where the third can go." Fingers touched her lips, and she opened her mouth, taking the finger in, sucking hungrily as she gave into her needs.

She heard them all chuckle, "oh yes, look at the slut, she needs us bad." One said and she felt the knife move, and then her panties were gone, revealing her trimmed bush and wet pussy to the man on his knees. She heard his groan of appreciation and felt a splash of happiness shout through her. She had him. When he buried two fingers deep in her, forcing her to her tip toes, she was the one to do the moaning. His fingers stroked her insides, finding that little area that would make her explode around him. She moaned loudly and the room seemed to encase her, her breathing got loader, and she knew she would remember this night for as long as she lived.

The fingers were removed from her cunt and replaced with a tongue. He licked her from clit to ass, tasting her, teasing her. She gulped again, her head hanging backwards, her hair falling away like a curtain of richest velvet. She felt her insides trickle onto his questing tongue, even as her nipples were ferociously sucked. They worked her like experts, drawing ragged breaths from her as they built her up towards her release, pushing her towards orgasm.

A hard intruder was introduced into the equation, the vibrator pushed into her, humming low as it was slowly worked in and out as the tongue found her clit, thrumming the sensitive nub, strumming on her like a guitarist on his instrument. She felt the vibrations work through her, and moaned. God she had never felt like this. She was getting so close, the feelings so intense. She felt her nipples bitten, sucked hard, stretched and then the vibrator worked harder, faster, deeper. 

"That's it precious, cum for us, cum on his tongue, let him taste your nectar" the voice purred in her ear, catching the fleshy appendage inbetween teeth, she felt her insides buck and screamed as she did just as he asked. She gushed over the tongue, her juices flooding his tongue. The men laughed as she shuddered violently, pulling on the restraints as she came for the first time. Her body flushing with pleasure as she panted hard, feeling them back away, leaving her in the aftermath of her climax.

After a few minutes she was released and carried gently. She was taken, and then placed gently on a bed. It was soft, and big. There was a subtle fragrance about the place, it smelt nice, expensive, she was obviously somewhere nice. Her breathing was still ragged as she laid on the bed. Her hands moved to her eyes, but they were stopped, gentle hands caught hers and she felt lips on the back of her hands, kissing her. The kisses moved from the backs of her hands up her arms. A man on each side, kissing gently, little butterfly kisses that seemed to flap their way across her body. They worked up her arms, reaching her shoulders. From there they spread out across her throat, licking, kissing. She was panting hard again now, her body still as whoever it was almost worshipped her, kissing across her throat, along her collar bone and then down. They kissed a trail between her breasts, moving farther towards her sex. She sighed happily as hands moved to her breasts, gently kneading as the kissing moved down. She knew she would cum again....probably many more times, this was proving to be an amazing night. 

Her legs were slowly parted, hands gently pulling them apart. She felt soft bindings on her ankles and she clenched her inner muscles. Her wrists were also encased in leather, and tied above her head, pone each side of the ornate head board. She felt her legs lift, and then moved over her shoulders, almost bending her double. She frowned under the blindfold, feeling the petals of her sex part as she was opened for her captors. She blushed furiously, feeling embarrassed that they could see her so blatantly displayed for them.

"Mmmmmmm I love a woman like this. Displayed for the taking," that same voice, the one she had heard when she had arrived at where ever they were, was speaking, she guessed he was the boss. 

"She's exquisite, do you think her boyfriend knows what he has?" A second asked, as a mouth leant down and captured her lips, kissing her deep, pushing his tongue into her and duelling with her tongue for supremacy. She kissed him back gently, but as he got harder, she replied, her own needs rising as she surrendered to the men who were showing her so many new experiences. She should be scared, fearful, but she wasn't, she knew somehow that they wouldn't hurt her.

The kisser pulled back, "oh he knows what he's got alright" a voice said and the blindfold was ripped off. She was starring into his face, Darren, her lover, her friend, the man she had thought at home was here. She gulped, "I.." but as she looked at him, she felt her heart pound. He was dressed in black. His top was tight and black, showing his finely toned torso. The pants he wore were leather, and she moaned loudly, he had dressed as she had said, she had told him a man in black and leather would get her every time.

Looking around she saw Max and Harry, two of Darren's mates. She wasn't sure who's place this is, but she suddenly pulled on her bindings, "Darren, let me go."

A slap across her face took her by surprise. "Its Sir to you slut" Darren said and she felt her cunt clench and gush. He was amazing, and she knew this was the start of a whole new side to their relationship...