0 comments/ 24332 views/ 4 favorites Nadine By: joysstory Joy felt a spasm of pleasure as she pushed the 8-inch purple dildo deep into her ass. Clenching the dildo tightly with her muscles, she brought her free hand round to her cunt. Having her back passage filled with dildo always made her feel so hot and dirty. She would need to fuck her pussy with all four fingers to give herself the satisfaction that she needed. "Nadine, Nadine...," she moaned quietly to herself as she pushed her fingers deep into her wet cunt. Her thoughts filled with vivid images of her girlfriend's cute, pert ass and sweet pussy. "Nadine, Nadine...," she whispered and moaned the name over and over again, as she replayed in her mind the events of that day. * * * * Anyone watching the scene of the horny young woman fucking her ass with a dildo and masturbating furiously whilst mouthing the name of her best girlfriend could be forgiven for not realising that Joy was not a lesbian but a full-on hetero-sexual, 25-year old cock-lover. Joy had been raised in a strict Christian family and whilst living at home had led a somewhat restricted sex life. But at 22 she had moved to the big city and taken an apartment of her own. The change of environment had proved to be liberating. By day Joy worked in a Christian book shop and studied part-time at college. Outwardly she was totally respectable. She looked attractive enough in her crisp white blouse and neat black skirt of course, but due to her strict upbringing Joy was always careful to conceal the sexual desires and fantasies that had began to obsess her. On her days off from work she would travel the city to the park or a cafe. She loved to see the athletic young men in their shorts and to fantasise about how their cocks must rub up against the material of their garments. On returning home she would lie on her bed and spend hours exploring her body, learning to love her heavy breasts and full nipples. She began to masturbate regularly and obsessively. By day a respectable book store clerk, in her evenings alone - a dirty little masturbator. She had even plucked up the courage to buy herself a purple dildo, a sex-aid that became her most intimate friend and brought her many hours of pleasure. After a while Joy found that it was easy enough to allow men to come up to her and talk to her. Sitting on a park bench, or by the river, a smile would usually be enough to encourage a handsome young man to engage her in conversation. In the large, anonymous city it was safe to flirt with the young men who she met casually. She enjoyed their company and would not discourage them if they attempted to turn the conversation towards sex. She learned how to subtly use her body to encourage them. A heave of the breast or a slight parting of the legs was usually sufficient to encourage their interest. She loved to get a sense of their cocks hardening in their shorts as they realised how much she enjoyed their attentions. At first Joy found it sufficient to merely encourage and tease the men she met but, as her confidence grew, she discovered how easy it could be to gain the sexual satisfaction she desired. On a hot afternoon it was always easy enough to attract some male attention. If the young man looked to be a promising candidate she would playfully ask how well endowed he was. She grew to develop a liking for athletic young men with large cocks. Getting sex became so easy. She loved to be picked-up and taken somewhere, a flat or hotel, to be well and truly fucked senseless. Later she would leave her lover and return home, where she would lie on her bed and masturbate furiously. The next day she would reappear at the book shop as little miss prim and proper. She loved having her 'dirty little secret'. Little miss prim and proper was getting fucked senseless whenever she could, and when not getting fucked was wanking like it was an Olympic sport. This idyllic situation could have gone on forever if it wasn't for the complicating factor of Nadine. Nadine was Joy's best friend and the two young women were inseparable. Joy loved Nadine. Her friend was cute, sassy, intelligent and funny. The two would often go shopping or 'do lunch' together. But the problem was that Nadine was probably the most sexually conservative young women one might ever meet. She had a boy-friend - Jeff – who wanted to marry her, but who she would keep at arms length most of the time. Sure they would go out on dinner dates or whatever, but he would rarely if ever stay over at Nadine's apartment, and Joy doubted if the two were even sleeping together. Nadine had declared to Joy that she disapproved of sex before marriage and even that she disapproved of masturbation! On one occasion Jeff had been foolish to enough to suggest to Nadine that as she saw more of Joy than him it must be the two girls who were having the relationship. Nadine had gone ballistic and let it be known in no uncertain terms that she would never let any woman touch her in that way, and that if any one, friend or not, ever went to lay a finger on her she would never speak to them ever again. Nadine's claimed sexual purity and disgust of even the suggestion of any improper sexual behaviour sat a little uneasily with some other aspects of her character and personality. Nadine loved to shop for sexy lingerie, although who she wore for was beyond Joy's comprehension. Joy had often seen her friend changing into and out of some of the most outrageously sexy little numbers. Round at Nadine's apartment after a days shopping Nadine would often flirt outrageously. She had the cutest ass, perky little tits and loved her music. She would think nothing of putting some slick beats on the CD player and dancing provocatively around the room to them, with Joy as her only audience. Some times the two would hug and embrace, and when they did Joy would feel her pussy begin to moisten. She very soon developed a full-on crush on Nadine and had "the hots" for her all the time. Whenever they were together she had to struggle to subdue the urge to try to seduce her, but always remembered her friend's threat that if she did ever lay a finger on her she would never talk to her again. An attempt at seduction seemed too risky, so Nadine remained beautiful, but unobtainable, and Joy masturbated furiously, running through her mind all of the different scenarios in which she would eventually succeed in burying her face deep in her friend's delectable pussy. * * * * * * Earlier that day Joy and Nadine had gone shopping. They had tried on dresses and tops and window shopped. Eventually Nadine opted for buying some fine lingerie from an upmarket department store. A set of peach coloured bra and panties in a satin material with lace trim. Joy complimented her on her choice as calmly as she could, whilst inside she was in a turmoil of desire and knew that as soon as she got home she would immediately masturbate, fantasising about burying her face in her friend's panty-clad pussy. Nadine was going out later that night and so dropped Joy directly to her flat. Rushing upstairs Joy immediately threw herself on her bed, pulled her dildo from her bedside draw and worked it deep into her ass. She masturbated furiously for almost an hour but was unable to cum and collapsed exhausted in a sticky heap. Masturbating whilst thinking about Nadine wasn't working any more. It wasn't enough. She wanted Nadine to be there with her. She wanted to telephone her and hear her voice. She wanted to tell her friend how much she desired her. But she knew she didn't dare and so still frustrated went off to run a bath and lie in the bubble filled water. Joy relaxed in the hot water and let her hands caress her breasts and thighs. She would lie there for an hour or so, she thought. She relaxed and caressed herself, stimulating herself gently. Slipping into her fantasy she was suddenly jolted back to consciousness by her mobile phone beside the bath ringing. She answered it and was surprised to hear Nadine's voice. She needed a favour and was on her way over. Joy was momentarily thrown. What did her friend want and how should she play the situation? Her cunt was aching and she was dying to cum. She resolved to stay in the bath when Nadine arrived and soaped up the bubble bath to double thickness. When the buzzer rang Joy dashed to the intercom. "I'm in the bath – so come on up and let yourself in," said Joy - unlocking the door and buzzing her friend in. She dashed back to the bath and left the bathroom door open. Nadine showed herself in and into the bathroom. Sitting on the side of the tub trailing her hands in the water she explained that she had planned to wear a silk blouse with her outfit to go out tonight, but the dry cleaners had let her down and the blouse hadn't been ready for collection when she had gone to pick it up. She needed to borrow Joy's crème silk blouse. Joy told her no problem - its in the wardrobe in the bedroom, just pick it up and bring it back whenever. Nadine kissed her friend on the cheek and declared that she would pick-up the blouse and leave her friend to it. Under the bubbled water Joy's hand gripped her cunt tightly as her friend got up to leave. Joy heard Nadine go to the bedroom and pictured her looking in the wardrobe looking for the blouse. It was then that she remembered – the dildo! It was out on the bed – but would Nadine notice it? Did it matter if she did? Joy experienced a minor panic attack but was a little reassured when seconds later she heard Nadine shout that she had got the blouse and was on her way. Joy kept still and quite and listened. She heard the door to flat close and heaved a sigh of relief. She lay in the tub awhile totally confused and totally horny. She had to let Nadine know how she felt about her. She lusted after her so much it was simply driving her crazy. She thought again about the dildo. Where had she left it? Out in view, or pushed under the pillow? Had Nadine seen it? Did she really disapprove of masturbation as much as she said she did? Joy was still as horny as hell. She got out of the bath and dried herself off before going to the bedroom. The dildo was there, half pushed under the pillow, but sill in plain view if you looked at it. She threw herself on the bed and picked it up. She would fuck herself silly with it, and worry tomorrow about how she was going to alert Nadine of her feelings towards her. * * * * * Joy felt a spasm of pleasure as she pushed the 8-inch purple dildo deep into her ass. Clenching the dildo tightly with her muscles she brought her free hand around to her cunt. Filling her back passage with her sex-aid always made her feel so hot and so durty. She knew she would have to fuck her pussy with all four fingers to achieve the stimulation that she needed. "Nadine, Nadine...," she moaned quietly to herself as she pushed her fingers deep into her wet cunt. Joy ground her hot, wet pussy onto her fingers. She held the dildo tightly in her other hand and tried to work it in and out of her ass with a regular forceful rhythm. She thought about Nadine and imagined she was there with her. As she writhed and groaned, she imagined Nadine standing over her, watching her humiliation. She tried to imagine what it would be like to kneel in front of Nadine masturbating, to hold her face to her crotch and to ask for permission to lick and kiss her sweet cunt. After a while the arm that was working the dildo began to tire. She pushed it up into her ass and rolled over onto her back, caressing her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other. Her gaze wandered around the room until it came to rest on the wardrobe. The door was slightly open, and the one of the doors was slatted. It occurred to Joy that anyone hiding inside the wardrobe would have been treated to a full show. She looked carefully – was there someone concealed behind the door? The door seemed to move!! Joy was struck with shame and fear. Had Nadine only pretended to leave the flat and then hidden in the wardrobe? If Nadine was there then the game was up and her dirty little secret was out. "Nadine? - I know your there, Nadine," said Joy softly. "Please come out. I'm not annoyed at you for watching me". The door seemed to move again. This time Joy was sure that it wasn't just blowing in the breeze. She froze and stopped masturbating. "Please Na'di, please come out. I know you're only playing a joke on me," Joy was beginning to implore with a hint of desperation in her voice. To her absolute shock and surprise Joy heard Nadine's voice answer her!! "I will come out, but only if you get down on our knees in front of this wardrobe and continue masturbating." Joy froze in absolute horror! This couldn't be happening. "Do as you are told NOW!!" hissed Nadine's voice from inside the wardrobe. "Do as you are told, or it will be much, much worse for you". "Please Na'di. Please don't make me do this," implored Joy. "Do it for me now and we'll laugh all this off as a girlie joke. Refuse and I will spread the word to everyone you know what a pathetic pervert you are," hissed Nadine. "So, get your ass over here, NOW!!" Joy couldn't believe what she was hearing but reluctantly slid off the bed and crawled over to the wardrobe. Kneeling with her legs apart she began to half-heartedly caress the inside of her thighs. Nadine came out from the wardrobe and stood in front of Joy, her legs apart and hands on hips. "Come on," she sneered. "You haven't lost your enthusiasm for it have you?" Joy knelt there shame faced half-heartedly caressing herself and did not reply. Nadine allowed her hips to gyrate gently and rocked her pussy gently in the direction of Joy's nose. "Oh come on Joy," she said softly, "You know you've had the hots for me for months now." Joy stared at crotch level as her friend moved teasingly in front of her. She was beginning to get turned on again and began to touch herself working her fingers in and out of her aching pussy. "That's it," murmured Nadine approvingly, "Get yourself off nicely now and maybe I'll let you have some." Joy's pussy was moistening rapidly and she began to masturbate in earnest. Her eyes were fixed on Nadine's crotch. Nadine began to taunt Joy telling her that she was just a pathetic wannabe pussy- licker. She goaded Joy in to confessing how much she longed to pleasure another woman's cunt with her mouth. Soon Joy was frigging her pussy for all she was worth, whilst her mouth was blurting out a stream of confessions about her pent up desires. Her pussy throbbed and ached, but at Nadine's urging she continued to fuck it relentlessly with all four fingers and felt her orgasm building inside her. "That's it you durty, lil slut – cum for me now!" hissed Nadine. The encouragement was enough and Joy began to orgasm hard, convulsing on her knees in front of her friend. Her orgasms came in waves and her body shuddered continually for what seemed like an eternity as she came more than she had ever done in her life before. When she was done, Nadine looked down at Joy's crumpled heap sneering patronisingly. "Well done," she said sarcastically. "Now, you will be round at my apartment at 10.00 am prompt tomorrow and we will discuss how I am going to deal with you." And, with that, Nadine turned and left, leaving Joy to wonder what pleasures or horrors the discussion would bring for her. At least Nadine now knew about her 'secret desires', but Joy began to fear that Nadine was not above manipulating these as cruelly as anyone. Still, there was nothing that could be done but to present herself at the appointed time to find out what her friend had in store for her. Nadine and the Panty Professor Ms. Nadine Johnson definitely stood out from the crowd of my 100+, mostly first-year, college students. In politically correct terms, she would be described as a "non-traditional" student, meaning older, and probably attending school part-time. I later learned that she was 42, married, with no kids. I noticed Ms. Johnson on the very first day of class in the fall semester. Although she sat up high in the very back of the lecture room, her stunningly beautiful, shoulder length, darkish blond hair and the stylish black business suit she wore, clearly marked her as a working woman, probably taking just this class before going to the office. Intrigued by her sensual good looks and wondering about her overall situation and why she was even in my course, I kept hoping to meet her. For the entire fall semester, however, I only saw her during class. She always sat in the same spot and was similarly dressed. During exams and quizzes, I'd walk around the room, keeping my eye on her as much as possible, wondering about her, and, yes, lusting after her. Nadine was about 5'4" or 5'5", thin and athletic looking (as I guessed, correctly, a distance runner), with very small breasts and long, absolutely gorgeous legs. I wondered if she was the type of woman who enjoyed sexy, expensive lingerie even under her business attire. I certainly fantasized about her dressed in that way. In my mind, she never wore pantyhose, but rather, thigh highs with lacy tops or stockings and a black garter belt along with skimpy, black, lace or sheer panties, and a matching bra. My cock was always hard on those days when I could study her like that as she concentrated on the test questions. I certainly wasn't the only one in class who watched and wondered about Nadine. Once, after she picked up a returned quiz before class, I focused on her tight ass and nylon-clad legs as she walked slowly up the stairs to her seat. Most of the 19-year old guys in the class were also staring at her and I wondered how many loads of boy cum would be produced that night because of her. In my case, however, the self-pleasure session took place in my office right after class. Mine is a tough class and, like many students, Ms. Johnson worked hard but could never seem to make it out of the C range. I hoped that she would come by for help during office hours, or at least e-mail me with questions, but she never did, not during the fall anyway. In the spring semester, however, things were very different. She obviously had quit working or at least changed jobs since she began wearing jeans or casual skirts and simple blouses or T-shirts to class. She also started to visit me during afternoon office hours for help with the course material. We usually talked about other things as well and gradually got to know each other. By mid-term, I felt that I had become an on-campus friend, not just one of her professors. It turned out that she had quit her legal assistant job after 15 years. "I woke up one day and decided that I really didn't like lawyers," she explained once to me. She had returned to school full-time, majoring in a completely different subject for which my course was an associated requirement. Again she worked very hard and earned the same grade with which she was quite pleased, especially having been away from school for so long. Things changed again when Nadine came to my office late one afternoon about a week after the spring term ended. She stopped at my office saying, "Hi, remember me, your old, non-traditional student? I just wanted to come by and thank you for putting up with me this semester and, especially, for being such a terrific teacher. I never would have passed without all of your help." I smiled and said, "Hi, Nadine, please come in." I motioned for her to sit in the guest chair near me, and offered her a soft drink. It quickly turned into one of our typically enjoyable conversations but it seemed more relaxed without the professor-student thing hanging over us. Nevertheless, at one point, the thought of us being two married people alone in a rather private situation occurred to me. Looking into her eyes at that moment, I sensed that she might be thinking the same way. In any event, as we continued talking, I couldn't stop thinking how good she looked and how physically attracted I was to her. I also couldn't help but look at those sexy legs so nicely displayed as she sat there, legs crossed. The hem-line of her denim mini-skirt (which seemed considerably shorter than she usually wore) was high up on her firm, thin thighs. Her top was a simple, pink cotton T-shirt which I also thought was tighter than normal for her. It was quite obvious that, under the thin material, her perky little breasts were naked. She certainly needed no bra to support those sweet little things. At one point, I noticed that her nipples were hard and protruding, so very nicely, under her shirt. It was also obvious that she was aware of that development and had seen me looking right at them. She sipped her diet Coke a few times and began to nervously flick her foot back and forth. That motion distracted my gaze form her breasts but only refocused it on her fabulous legs. There was a feeling of sexual tension in the room, at least to me. I hoped that it wasn't just wishful thinking on my part. I also wondered what Nadine thought about the hard bulge in my lap which she had almost certainly noticed. For the fourth or fifth time, Nadine caught me staring straight at her legs. I was hoping for a just peek up her skirt, wondering what color/style panties she was wearing. Instead of pulling her skirt down, she smiled softly at me. "It's OK, Eric.....oh, I mean.....do you mind if I call you that now, Professor? Go ahead and look if it pleases you. Actually, it pleases me when men I admire look at me like that. Would you like to see more?" I could barely nod yes as she uncrossed, then very slowly re-crossed her legs, allowing the mini-skirt to ride even higher on her firm thighs, affording me a brief glimpse of her pink panty crotch in the process. Then she cupped her breasts in her hands and flicked her fingers across the hard nipples under the thin cotton fabric. Her nails were the same pink color as her shirt and panties. My hard cock twitched and strained in my tight underwear as a delectable image of the pink inner folds of her pussy flashed through my mind. Throwing all caution out the window, knowing that I couldn't possibly resist this incredible opportunity, I went over and locked my office door, checking first to see that my secretary had left for the day. When I got back to my desk, Nadine was leaning back in her chair, looking up at me. She had lifted her T-shirt above her breasts and was pulling roughly on her bare nipples. Her skirt was hiked up and her legs were spread apart, revealing the pink bikini panties that clearly showed off her neatly trimmed pussy mound. The panties even looked moist along the crease of her cunt lips. I couldn't believe how wantonly sexual she was being. I was also thinking how out of character it seemed for her but, then again, I really didn't know what sort sexual being she was or desired to be. She said, "I've noticed you looking at me all year Professor. I see now that I can make you hard, so show me that big cock of yours." Being somewhat shocked by her words, I momentarily forgot that I was wearing panties that day under my Dockers. They were red, stretch lace, boy shorts that felt absolutely wonderful on my hard cock and shaved balls. Without even thinking, I unzipped and quickly pulled off my slacks. "Oooh, I just love your little boy panties, Professor," said Nadine, grinning, as she reached up and began to rub my stiff cock through the thin lace fabric. "It's such a sexy package!" Then she put her hands on my panty-covered ass, pulled me closer to her face and wet-kissed the tip of my cock through the panties. Then she slipped the front of my panties down just below my balls, freeing my throbbing dick. "You do want to fuck me don't you, Eric?" She stroked my hard cock a few times, while fondling my smooth balls, and then sucked on the head of it for a brief moment, running her tongue along the pee slit. Nadine stood up, hugged me tightly, and slipped her tongue into my mouth. She unhooked her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, and then started to rub herself against my hard cock. The feeling of my cock rubbing on her sexy panties was almost too much for me to stand. Another minute or two of that and I would have soaked both pairs of panties with hot, sticky cum. I licked along her neck, up to her ear and whispered, "Tell me what you want, Nadine. Tell me how to please you. Talk nasty to your professor!" She replied, "Sometime, but not now, I want to lick your hard panty-boy cock. I want to make you shoot in your pretty panties, make you soak them with your hot cum, and then suck it all out of them. But, right now, I just want you to bend me over that desk and fuck me from behind!" Before I could respond, Nadine released me, turned around, and leaned down over my desk. As she swayed her tight ass in front of me with the muscles in her thighs and calves flexing, she said, "Fuck me Professor. Fuck me hard and deep. I want to be the dirty little whore of your dreams. I want your hot cock in me now!" I slipped her little pink bikini panties aside, pulled her ass cheeks apart, and started to lick all along her ass crack, around her asshole, and then down into her wet cunt, She was frigging her clit, moaning like a crazy woman, and had her first orgasm just as I touched my cock head up to her pussy. I slid it along her cunt lips, getting it lubed with her juices, found her opening, and then shoved it in all the way in one urgent, almost violent, thrust. She screamed at first from surprise but then started pushing her ass back to meet my thrusting hips. Her pussy was surprisingly tight and it felt so good because she really knew how to squeeze my cock with her cunt muscles. I fucked her wildly, pumping as hard, as fast, and as deep as I could possibly get on each stroke. With every forward thrust, I felt the extra sensation of the lace panties on my ass and the almost painful feeling in my balls as they were pushed up from underneath by the tight boy shorts. Nadine was bracing herself on the desk with one hand and fingering her hard clit with the other. I lost count of how many times she got off like that. Her orgasms were intense and seemed almost continuous. I worked very hard to keep myself from cumming. It felt so incredible that I wanted to just keep pumping her hot, tight cunt as long as I possibly could. I reached down under her, rubbed her little tits, and then started to pinch her hard nipples. She obviously loved that and came yet again. "Oh, yeah, pinch my nipples, Professor, pinch them harder, make it hurt, please," she begged. My cock felt harder and bigger than it had in years and I kept trying to shove it even deeper into her hot throbbing pussy while I roughly rubbed her tits and pinched her nipples as hard as I could. Finally, she sensed that I was getting ready to cum and said, "No, please, Eric, don't cum in me this time, I want to suck you off!" I pulled out and she got up and dropped quickly to her knees in front of me. My cock glistened from her sweet pussy juice and she gobbled it up in a hurry. I grabbed her hair and started madly fucking her mouth just like I had done with her pussy. It didn't take long before I exploded in the back of her throat. Spurt after spurt after spurt of my cum shot into her mouth. She gagged a little on the huge load and tried to pull back but I just held on to her head and kept sliding my shaft in and out of her mouth, forcing her to swallow almost all of my cum. Finally, when I was totally drained, she released my cock from her lips. I pulled her up and hugged her tightly. We tongue kissed deeply and I tasted my own cum in her mouth. She rubbed her nipples against my chest and played with my slippery cock which started to stiffen up again. Nadine gave it a last squeeze saying, "I just knew you'd be a hot fuck. I wish the semester wasn't over. We could have so much more fun, Professor." I pulled my panties back up, over my semi-hard cock, and felt a few residual drops of cum ooze into them. I just grinned and told her, "Well, I'll be around all summer, how about you?" Nadine smiled back at me. Then she slipped out of her panties, wiped off her wet pussy with them, and handed them to me, "Well, I sure hope that's a promise. Here you go, just a little something for your panty collection!" I put the moist panty crotch up to my face, savoring the odor and taste of her sex, while watching her pull her skirt up over her naked ass. I was already dreaming of our next meeting. Nadine and Tom, at Last Preamble : 20 years ago... It all started twenty years ago. Tom was a French student, Nadine was a French au-pair, both were in London. They met one day thanks to a common friend. He was a dedicated student, quite clumsy in the company of women, quite a brain, fairly well built, but a 19 year old virgin. Still he had deep blue eyes that made wonders. She was barely a year older, but definitely more mature. Thin, sensual in her manners, she felt uncomfortable with her small chest but compensated this minor detail with the most exquisite smile. After their first encounter at their common friend's house, they called each other every now and then, met a few times all along the spring semester. But him being clumsy and her being unsure of herself, nothing really happened, although there was a lot of sexual tension between the two of them, sexual tension that both had to release, once home alone, through frantic masturbation, and both ignored what the other really felt and did. However at the end of May, Nadine went back to France and Tom stayed in London for his exams. Soon, he received a passionate letter from her (in the early nineties, email was barely in use). In two long pages, she told him about her feelings, about how much she regretted nothing had happened between the two of them. Tom replied in four pages, with as much passion, that he had the same feelings, the same regrets. After a few letters, they decided both would meet in August and spend the month together on holiday, mid-ways between her place and his, in Brittany. But while Tom was on a summer job in July, he received a short letter that made his heart sink for several months. Nadine was telling him in a few lines that she was cancelling the summer holiday and that she was due to get married within a few months with an old high school flirt of hers. That night, Tom went downtown, drunk heavily and woke up in the bed of a girl barely of age, he had lost his virginity and did not remember any of it. Chapter 1 : Very recently... "Nadine ##### wants to add you to her friend list. Click here to accept." Tom nearly had a heart attack as he read those words. He was now in the computer business and had his mail on day and night. So he read the message as soon as it arrived in his inbox. But what to do? Of course, after twenty years, he was over this first dramatic love story. He was now married with two children, had had his fair share of lovers in his life, but what on earth did she want, and how come she was reappearing now? Oh, what the heck, he thought, it's just a social network, she just want to increase her number of friends in her friend list. And so did he click on OK to this friend request and tried not to think too much about it for the rest of the day. Still, he took time to check out her profile photo and notice she had barely changed, as thin as before, the same wide communicative smile. The night after however, he could barely sleep. Old emotions were resurfacing, and not the painful ones, but only the pleasant ones, the pleasant moments they had shared, the dreams they had had. Around 3am, he got out of bed, making sure not to wake up his wife and hid in the bathroom. His brain was filled with lust, his cock was hard as if he had not made love for years. He leant against the wall, closed his eyes and wrapped his fingers around his manhood, imagining it was Nadine's fingers, and slowly masturbated himself to an intense orgasm. Meanwhile, Nadine was in her living room, unable to sleep. Her children were fast asleep, her husband away for work like every weekday. She had opened Tom's profile to have a recent photo of him in front of her eyes. He still had these deep penetrating blue eyes that made her melt, and she was literally melting in front of her computer screen, her pussy was dripping on her seat, and the more she stared at Tom, the more she dripped, and the more she dripped, the more she touched herself till she exploded in a violent orgasm. *bleep* Nadine : Bonjour :-) Gosh, Tom had not cut off the chat and was about to receive a customer in his office. He promptly replied Tom : Bonjour :-) I can't answer now, but if you are online tonight, I'll happily chat with you. Around 10pm? Nadine's fingers were shaking over her keyboard. What was she doing? She remembered the shattering orgasm she had the night before. What was she doing? She was sure to be online at 10pm, her husband wouldn't be here, the children would be in bed. But should she be continuing what she had just started? Nadine : OK, 10pm. I'll try to be there. That evening, during dinner, Tom was not much in a mood. He could not handle all the ideas in his head, his love for his family and the passionate lust that had overtaken him the night before, for an old flirt that had crashed his heart. His wife did not hassle him about it, she knew her husband could be grumpy at times because of work. He'd go in his office and work most of the night as often, she thought. And Tom did. He kissed the children and his wife to bed and went into his office. He switched his computer on and checked if Nadine was online but she wasn't. So he decided to answer some mails while waiting patiently. *bleep* Nadine : Good evening :-) Tom : Oh, good evening :-) It feels so strange, 20 years after! Nadine : Yes, I know, but apparently social networks can do marvels!!! And their chat went on gently for two hours. They caught up on each other's life : family, work and other details. Every now and then, one would compliment the other on the fact that they had not changed, either physically or intellectually. It was a bit of a lie, each had grown up, each had a few wrinkles, Tom even had a few extra pounds but they both laughed about it. They decided to exchange a few recent photos. Nadine hesitated, then decided on a photo : the previous summer she had gone to a party and she had a lovely summer dress. When Tom received it, he was in for a shock. Tom : Oh my God! You are gorgeous!!! He spend a few silent moments examining every detail of the photo : her long legs, her thin body, her nude shoulders, the posture was simple but sensual... He felt a twitch in his pants, his manhood was awakening, just like it had the night before. But what kind of photo could he send in return? He opted for a summer photo too and posted it. Nadine did her best not to dribble on her keyboard as the image sprang on her screen. Tom was standing in the middle of a swimming pool, staring back at her, his hair wet, his piercing eyes staring at her, his large shoulders and slightly hairy torso glistening with drops of water. Nadine : May I return the compliment!!! She too went silent. Examining every detail. Marvelling at Tom's nipples, relishing his full lips, imagining her fingers in his hair... she was already dreaming she was in the swimming pool with this man, taking his swim pants off. *bleep* Tom : are you still here? Nadine : yes, sure, sorry, drifted off... Tom : I'm sorry, I'm keeping you up late Nadine : no, it's OK But both were fantasizing about the other, hoping it was reciprocal, but not daring to ask if it was or even mention it. They kept chatting for another hour, then decided around 2am to close the session. Tom : Goodnight Princess Nadine missed a heartbeat - she suddenly remembered Tom had always called her princess. Nadine : Goodnight my Prince Tom : Hugs and kisses Nadine : A very warm hug and many kisses *Nadine went offline Nadine was red. She had written this last line because it was what she felt, but suddenly she thought she might have been a bit too precise on what she felt. On his side Tom read that last line again and again. A very warm hug? MANY kisses? How warm? how many? His eyes turned to the photo he had received an hour ago. Zooming in to have a closer look at her face, her wide mouth, her most kissable lips. Then scanning her figure, her lovely tanned shoulders, her small breast holding firmly under the top of her light dress, apparently without the help of any bra. The light material giving hints of her lovely thin silhouette. And then her legs, the dress barely covering half of her thighs. He focused his attention there, where he dreamt to place the most voluptuous kisses. Oh god he so wanted to taste her skin, her pussy... that was too much for him and he came between his fingers, splashing his semen all over his desk, trying to hold his moans of pleasure. At the same minute, on the other side of the country, Nadine was dreaming in front of her old friend's photo. She'd always dreamt to feel his lips pressed on hers, then exploring her body. She spread her legs and slid her hand in her drenched panties. Oh yes my prince, kiss me, lick me, suck me, Nadine thought. As her fingers played with her clit, her whole body tensed and she could not repress a loud moan as she went through the most shattering orgasm she'd had in years. The night after, Tom was at his desk around 10pm, longing for his friend to appear. *bleep* Nadine : Hello my prince :-) Tom : Good evening my princess :-) Nadine : Can I confess something? Tom : sure! Nadine : I could not take my mind off of you all day! Tom : Oh... Nadine : Am I shocking you? Tom : oh no, no, not at all... it's just that I felt just about the same all day long too :-) Nadine : and all night long too :"> Then came the time of confessions and discussions. No, neither of them had forgotten each other, yes, Tom had forgiven her, yes, they had missed the opportunity of their life 20 years ago, no, they did not want to destruct each other's family life, yes there was something intense and indescribable between the two of them. Tom : I have to confess something else... Nadine : tell me! Tom : You were on my mind all day long, but also in some of my improper thoughts :"> Nadine : don't stop, tell me more, and be precise! And Tom told her, in respectful but precise terms, he told her how he'd finished the conversation the night before, how he'd fantasized about her, how intense his solitary pleasure was. Nadine : Oh, my... Tom : sorry, I did not mean to offend you Nadine : Oh, no, you did not offend me Tom : really? Nadine : on the contrary, I had last night the most ecstatic orgasm in years fantasizing about you Tom : Oh? Nadine : and reading your words, your description of last night made me so wet! Nadine dug a photo from her album and sent it to Tom. She was posing in the lightest swimsuit one can imagine. Nadine : So how do you react to that photo, my sweet Prince? Tom : you really want to know? Nadine : Oh yes I do!!!! Tom took a photo of himself and sent it to his lover, barely believing he had the guts to do what he was doing. Nadine groaned as she opened the picture. The tight shorts hid little of a magnificent erection. Nadine : oh, we'd better do something about this!!! Tom : what do you mean? Nadine : will you do everything I ask for? Tom : huh? Nadine : switch your cam on! Tom did... for the first time they could see each other. But they could not talk, Tom did not want to be overheard by his wife and children, neither did Nadine by her own children. Nadine wore a white silk nighty, the thin shoulder straps had fallen off her shoulders and Tom could see her hard nipples tensing under the material. She waved a kiss at him and typed Nadine : Would you please stand up and show me how hard you are? Tom did. Nadine : Oh no, I meant I really want to see!!! Take these tight shorts off! Tom hesitated for a few seconds, but then obeyed. His hard cock was now bobbing in front of the cam. Nadine : mmmm... I so wish I was there to fondle it between my fingers! Then Nadine took her camera and directed it downwards so that it showed Tom her thighs and abdomen. She lifted her nighty and revealed her shaved pussy. Tom's cock twitched in front of his cam. Then he saw Nadine's thin fingers reach for her pussy, caressing her labia, her wetness covering her fingers. And Tom did likewise, masturbating slowly in front of his cam for her pleasure. They synchronised their caresses and quickly drove each other to a powerful orgasm. Tom : Oh my god, I never thought I could do this... I feel so good and so embarrassed! Nadine : Don't be - it was so exciting, so good to cum with you!!! They met online four nights a week, when Nadine's husband was away from home. Sometimes, they just chatted gently, caring about each other, often they shared their fantasies, fantasies that ended up with both of them masturbating together, sometimes with the cam. Nadine discovered that Tom was a potent lover the night they masturbated together and both came five times before ending the conversation, exhausted. Tom discovered that Nadine had a lot of sexual experience and knew how to drive him crazy. She even told him about her personal fetish : sodomy. Tom had never done it, but she turned him on so much on the subject, promising to initiate him, showing him her little rosebud and making him masturbate as she was fingering her little asshole. Then one day it became more than just chat... Chapter 2 : a few days ago *bleep* Tom : Hello my sensual Princess :-) Nadine : Hello my sexy Prince! Tom : I have a customer close to where you live and have to come and see him next Monday afternoon... Nadine : When are you arriving? Tom : I'm driving on Sunday, and have to leave on Tuesday... that's not much and a bit short notice, but I'd love to see you. That was indeed short notice and Nadine had her husband at home on Sunday evenings. After a short discussion, Nadine decided she'd invite her lover at her place for diner and she'd introduce him to her family as an old friend from London, which was true. Tom was feeling very awkward that Sunday eve. It was a warm summer eve and Tom had diner with his lover, her husband and two children. They ate and drunk nicely till midnight. Nadine teased Tom discretely whenever she could. The first hint was the dress she wore - it was the summer dress she was wearing on the first photo she'd sent Tom. Her husband had commented on her wearing an "old" dress, since it was from the previous summer, but Nadine did not care - she knew she was sexy, she knew Tom would love to see her dressed that way, and he surely did! Once everyone was ready to go to bed, Tom shook hands with Nadine's husband, wishing him a good week at work since he was leaving early in the morning and Nadine showed Tom to the guest bedroom. She'd been longing for a moment on her own with Tom all evening long, but she could not take any risk, her husband was in the house. But as she wished him goodnight, she could not resist placing her hand on his crotch, verifying she'd made him hard. Nadine took the pretence of needing a shower after such a warm evening to release as silently as possible the sexual tension that had built all evening long - at last she was cumming within a few feet of her lover. On the other side of the house, Tom was also releasing his sexual tension in the guestroom shower. He then went to bed and tried to find sleep, which was quite difficult, to be honest, and at last he fell asleep around 3am. He emerged from his sleep as he heard a soft rattle on his door. "Come in!" He'd replied spontaneously, without much thinking, and suddenly realised he was naked in bed, his pubis barely hidden by the bed sheets. It did not really matter, Nadine had already seen his manhood on her screen, but still, he felt slightly embarrassed. Nadine opened the door slowly and smiled at the sight of her Prince. Husband gone to work, children gone to friends, the man of her dreams was hers at last. She walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. Once again, she had made an effort to build the sexual tension between them on past images : she wore the same white silk nighty she had worn the first night they had masturbated together. As she sat down, her nighty rode up her thighs, and Tom could smell the sweet musk of her wanting pussy. She leaned over him and after a soft "good morning my sweet prince", she kissed him softly, sensually. She wanted him to wake up in the nicest way as possible. She slid her hand under the bed sheet and her fingers met the most magnificent morning erection she could have dreamt off. Slowly she caressed him, squeezed him, making him moan in their kiss that became more and more passionate. Tom's hand was already finding it's way between her thighs, reaching for her freshly shaved pubis. She roared as his fingertip pressed on her clit. She grabbed both his hands and made him hold the bedhead, indicating she wanted to keep control of his and her pleasure. Slowly Nadine moved her thin body so that she squatted above Tom's head. She was preventing Tom from what he was aching for : licking and drinking her, but she could feel his warm breath on her wet labia, and he could scent the delicious perfume of her sex. She leaned over and slowly licked the drop of precum on Tom's cock head, then all along his shaft, up and down. Mmmmm he tasted so good. She took him in her mouth and lowered herself on his mouth at the same time. She wanted to feel the reactions of her lover as she was voraciously sucking him. The deeper she took him, the louder he moaned on her pussy; the harder she sucked, the harder he pinched her clit between his lips. He held on tight to the bedhead, she had no mercy, making his pleasure rise then calming him down with an expert pressure below his balls, before sucking again passionately on his cock. Her hands were all over, caressing his thighs, his bottom, massaging his balls. He kept moaning on her clit, her juices dribbling on his face, and he drank her all he could. And suddenly he felt her finger penetrating his ass deeply and playing inside him. He could not hold anymore and let himself overcome with pleasure, blowing his warm semen deep into Nadine's hungry mouth. The warm flood in her mouth made Nadine come instantly and she screamed through her mouthful, rubbing her pussy on Tom's face. They needed to catch up their breath. Both were panting. Nadine's strength had left her and she lied on top of Tom, still holding his cock between her lips. She wanted Tom to be hard again for her, as soon as possible, and with soft caresses and precise licks she managed marvellously. Once she was sure her lover was hard again for her, she sat up and turned around to face him. She straddled him, rubbing her dribbling slit on his shaft. She leaned over him and kissed him feverishly. Both could taste the delicious mixture of their salivas and juices. She was rubbing her body on his, their sweaty skins slipped softly, she felt his shaft rubbing on her slit but most of all she wanted to feel it deep inside her. She lifted herself a bit, slid her hand between their bodies and grabbed his cock to guide it as Tom pushed with his hips. Slowly he penetrated her, her womb was hot, soft and slippery. She felt her pussy open to welcome his burning rod, she could feel every detail, every vein. Slowly she went along his shaft, wanting to make this moment last, kissing her lover with passion. Then she shifted position. Being passionate is one pleasant thing, but she wanted to be wild. Without letting him out, she sat up in a crouching position, giving Tom a full view of his cock moving in and out of her dripping pussy. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her tiny breast. He played with her hard nipples as she started to ride him, moaning, panting and she suddenly came, screaming her pleasure and dripping her juices along his manhood. After a few moments, she looked up at him and softly roared "I'm not done with you yet, my prince!". She lifted herself off Tom's cock - it was all slippery with her juices, just like she wanted - and guided it to her little asshole, and using her sole weight, she slowly let him inside, giving him his first anal experience. It felt so tight to Tom, and he could feel that Nadine was playing with her muscles around his shaft. She was staring at him, taking care of his pleasure while taking an immense pleasure feeling him at last in her ass. She fingered her pussy while riding him slowly, caressing his cock with her fingers through her inner walls. Tom could not believe the sensations he was going through, his head was about to explode, and Nadine was enjoying that as much as the vigorous cock that was widening her ass. "Cum, cum inside me, cum for me my prince" she whispered. And he did, his all body exploded as he filled her ass with his cream, he was so breathless he could not even scream. The jets of boiling sperm deep in her ass made Nadine cum nearly simultaneously and she screamed for the two of them. Nadine and Tom, at Last Preamble: 20 years ago... It all started twenty years ago. Tom was a French student, Nadine was a French au pair, and both were in London. They met one day thanks to a common friend. He was a dedicated student, quite clumsy in the company of women, quite a brain, fairly well built, but a 19 year old virgin. Still he had deep blue eyes that made wonders. She was barely a year older, but definitely more mature. Thin, sensual in her manners, she felt uncomfortable with her small chest but compensated this minor detail with the most exquisite smile. After their first encounter at their common friend's house, they called each other every now and then, met a few times all along the spring semester. But him being clumsy and her being unsure of herself, nothing really happened, although there was a lot of sexual tension between the two of them, sexual tension that both had to release, once home alone, through frantic masturbation, and both ignored what the other really felt and did. However at the end of May, Nadine went back to France and Tom stayed in London for his exams. Soon, he received a passionate letter from her (in the early nineties, email was barely in use). In two long pages, she told him about her feelings, about how much she regretted nothing had happened between the two of them. Tom replied in four pages, with as much passion, that he had the same feelings, the same regrets. After a few letters, they decided both would meet in August and spend the month together on holiday, mid-ways between her place and his, in Brittany. But while Tom was on a summer job in July, he received a short letter that made his heart sink for several months. Nadine was telling him in a few lines that she was cancelling the summer holiday and that she was due to get married within a few months with an old high school flirt of hers. That night, Tom went downtown, drunk heavily and woke up in the bed of a girl barely of age; he had lost his virginity and did not remember any of it. Chapter 1: Very recently... "Nadine ##### wants to add you to her friend list. Click here to accept." Tom nearly had a heart attack as he read those words. He was now in the computer business and had his mail on day and night. So he read the message as soon as it arrived in his inbox. But what to do? Of course, after twenty years, he was over this first dramatic love story. He was now married with two children, had had his fair share of lovers in his life, but what on earth did she want, and how come she was reappearing now? Oh, what the heck, he thought, it's just a social network, she just want to increase her number of friends in her friend list. And so did he click on OK to this friend request and tried not to think too much about it for the rest of the day. Still, he took time to check out her profile photo and notice she had barely changed, as thin as before, the same wide communicative smile. The night after however, he could barely sleep. Old emotions were resurfacing, and not the painful ones, but only the pleasant ones, the pleasant moments they had shared, the dreams they had had. Around 3am, he got out of bed, making sure not to wake up his wife and hid in the bathroom. His brain was filled with lust; his cock was hard as if he had not made love for years. He leant against the wall, closed his eyes and wrapped his fingers around his manhood, imagining it was Nadine's fingers, and slowly masturbated himself to an intense orgasm. Meanwhile, Nadine was in her living room, unable to sleep. Her children were fast asleep, her husband away for work like every weekday. She had opened Tom's profile to have a recent photo of him in front of her eyes. He still had these deep penetrating blue eyes that made her melt, and she was literally melting in front of her computer screen, her pussy was dripping on her seat, and the more she stared at Tom, the more she dripped, and the more she dripped, the more she touched herself till she exploded in a violent orgasm. *Bleep* Nadine: Bonjour :-) Gosh, Tom had not cut off the chat and was about to receive a customer in his office. He promptly replied Tom: Bonjour :-) I can't answer now, but if you are online tonight, I'll happily chat with you. Around 10pm? Nadine's fingers were shaking over her keyboard. What was she doing? She remembered the shattering orgasm she had the night before. What was she doing? She was sure to be online at 10pm; her husband wouldn't be here, the children would be in bed. But should she be continuing what she had just started? Nadine: OK, 10pm. I'll try to be there. That evening, during dinner, Tom was not much in a mood. He could not handle all the ideas in his head, his love for his family and the passionate lust that had overtaken him the night before, for an old flirt that had crashed his heart. His wife did not hassle him about it, she knew her husband could be grumpy at times because of work. He'd go in his office and work most of the night as often, she thought. And Tom did. He kissed the children and his wife to bed and went into his office. He switched his computer on and checked if Nadine was online but she wasn't. So he decided to answer some mails while waiting patiently. *Bleep* Nadine: Good evening :-) Tom: Oh, good evening :-) It feels so strange, 20 years after! Nadine: Yes, I know, but apparently social networks can do marvels!!! And their chat went on gently for two hours. They caught up on each other's life: family, work and other details. Every now and then, one would compliment the other on the fact that they had not changed, either physically or intellectually. It was a bit of a lie, each had grown up, each had a few wrinkles, Tom even had a few extra pounds but they both laughed about it. They decided to exchange a few recent photos. Nadine hesitated, then decided on a photo: the previous summer she had gone to a party and she had a lovely summer dress. When Tom received it, he was in for a shock. Tom: Oh my God! You are gorgeous!!! He spend a few silent moments examining every detail of the photo: her long legs, her thin body, her nude shoulders, the posture was simple but sensual... He felt a twitch in his pants; his manhood was awakening, just like it had the night before. But what kind of photo could he send in return? He opted for a summer photo too and posted it. Nadine did her best not to dribble on her keyboard as the image sprang on her screen. Tom was standing in the middle of a swimming pool, staring back at her, his hair wet, his piercing eyes staring at her, his large shoulders and slightly hairy torso glistening with drops of water. Nadine: May I return the compliment!!! She too went silent. Examining every detail. Marvelling at Tom's nipples, relishing his full lips, and imagining her fingers in his hair... she was already dreaming she was in the swimming pool with this man, taking his swim pants off. *Bleep* Tom: are you still here? Nadine: yes, sure, sorry, drifted off... Tom: I'm sorry; I'm keeping you up late Nadine: no, it's OK But both were fantasizing about the other, hoping it was reciprocal, but not daring to ask if it was or even mention it. They kept chatting for another hour, and then decided around 2am to close the session. Tom: Goodnight Princess Nadine missed a heartbeat - she suddenly remembered Tom had always called her princess. Nadine: Goodnight my Prince Tom: Hugs and kisses Nadine: A very warm hug and many kisses *Nadine went offline Nadine was red. She had written this last line because it was what she felt, but suddenly she thought she might have been a bit too precise on what she felt. On his side Tom read that last line again and again. A very warm hug? MANY kisses? How warm? How many? His eyes turned to the photo he had received an hour ago. Zooming in to have a closer look at her face, her wide mouth, and her most kissable lips. Then scanning her figure, her lovely tanned shoulders, her small breast holding firmly under the top of her light dress, apparently without the help of any bra. The light material giving hints of her lovely thin silhouette. And then her legs, the dress barely covering half of her thighs. He focused his attention there, where he dreamt to place the most voluptuous kisses. Oh god he so wanted to taste her skin, her pussy... that was too much for him and he came between his fingers, splashing his semen all over his desk, trying to hold his moans of pleasure. At the same minute, on the other side of the country, Nadine was dreaming in front of her old friend's photo. She'd always dreamt to feel his lips pressed on hers, and then exploring her body. She spread her legs and slid her hand in her drenched panties. Oh yes my prince, kiss me, lick me, and suck me, Nadine thought. As her fingers played with her clit, her whole body tensed and she could not repress a loud moan as she went through the most shattering orgasm she'd had in years. The night after, Tom was at his desk around 10pm, longing for his friend to appear. *Bleep* Nadine: Hello my prince :-) Tom: Good evening my princess :-) Nadine: Can I confess something? Tom: sure! Nadine: I could not take my mind off of you all day! Tom: Oh... Nadine: Am I shocking you? Tom: oh no, no, not at all... it's just that I felt just about the same all day long too :-) Nadine: and all night long too :"> Then came the time of confessions and discussions. No, neither of them had forgotten each other, yes, Tom had forgiven her, yes, they had missed the opportunity of their life 20 years ago, no, they did not want to destruct each other's family life, yes there was something intense and indescribable between the two of them. Tom: I have to confess something else... Nadine: tell me! Tom: You were on my mind all day long, but also in some of my improper thoughts :"> Nadine: don't stop, tell me more, and be precise! And Tom told her, in respectful but precise terms, he told her how he'd finished the conversation the night before, how he'd fantasized about her, how intense his solitary pleasure was. Nadine: Oh, my... Tom: sorry, I did not mean to offend you Nadine: Oh, no, you did not offend me Tom: really? Nadine: on the contrary, I had last night the most ecstatic orgasm in years fantasizing about you Tom: Oh? Nadine: and reading your words, your description of last night made me so wet! Nadine dug a photo from her album and sent it to Tom. She was posing in the lightest swimsuit one can imagine. Nadine: So how do you react to that photo, my sweet Prince? Tom: you really want to know? Nadine: Oh yes I do!!!! Tom took a photo of him and sent it to his lover, barely believing he had the guts to do what he was doing. Nadine groaned as she opened the picture. The tight shorts hid little of a magnificent erection. Nadine: oh, we'd better do something about this!!! Tom: what do you mean? Nadine: will you do everything I ask for? Tom: huh? Nadine: switch your cam on! Tom did... for the first time they could see each other. But they could not talk, Tom did not want to be overheard by his wife and children, neither did Nadine by her own children. Nadine wore a white silk nighty, the thin shoulder straps had fallen off her shoulders and Tom could see her hard nipples tensing under the material. She waved a kiss at him and typed Nadine: Would you please stand up and show me how hard you are? Tom did. Nadine: Oh no, I meant I really want to see!!! Take these tight shorts off! Tom hesitated for a few seconds, but then obeyed. His hard cock was now bobbing in front of the cam. Nadine: mmmm... I so wish I were there to fondle it between my fingers! Then Nadine took her camera and directed it downwards so that it showed Tom her thighs and abdomen. She lifted her nighty and revealed her shaved pussy. Tom's cock twitched in front of his cam. Then he saw Nadine's thin fingers reach for her pussy, caressing her labia, her wetness covering her fingers. And Tom did likewise, masturbating slowly in front of his cam for her pleasure. They synchronised their caresses and quickly drove each other to a powerful orgasm. Tom: Oh my god, I never thought I could do this... I feel so good and so embarrassed! Nadine: Don't be - it was so exciting, so good to cum with you!!! They met online four nights a week, when Nadine's husband was away from home. Sometimes, they just chatted gently, caring about each other, often they shared their fantasies, fantasies that ended up with both of them masturbating together, sometimes with the cam. Nadine discovered that Tom was a potent lover the night they masturbated together and both came five times before ending the conversation, exhausted. Tom discovered that Nadine had a lot of sexual experience and knew how to drive him crazy. She even told him about her personal fetish: sodomy. Tom had never done it, but she turned him on so much on the subject, promising to initiate him, showing him her little rosebud and making him masturbate as she was fingering her little asshole. Then one day it became more than just chat... Chapter 2: a few days ago *Bleep* Tom: Hello my sensual Princess :-) Nadine: Hello my sexy Prince! Tom: I have a customer close to where you live and have to come and see him next Monday afternoon... Nadine: When are you arriving? Tom: I'm driving on Sunday, and have to leave on Tuesday... that's not much and a bit short notice, but I'd love to see you. That was indeed short notice and Nadine had her husband at home on Sunday evenings. After a short discussion, Nadine decided she'd invite her lover at her place for diner and she'd introduce him to her family as an old friend from London, which was true. Tom was feeling very awkward that Sunday eve. It was a warm summer eve and Tom had diner with his lover, her husband and two children. They ate and drunk nicely till midnight. Nadine teased Tom discretely whenever she could. The first hint was the dress she wore - it was the summer dress she was wearing on the first photo she'd sent Tom. Her husband had commented on her wearing an "old" dress, since it was from the previous summer, but Nadine did not care - she knew she was sexy, she knew Tom would love to see her dressed that way, and he surely did! Once everyone was ready to go to bed, Tom shook hands with Nadine's husband, wishing him a good week at work since he was leaving early in the morning and Nadine showed Tom to the guest bedroom. She'd been longing for a moment on her own with Tom all evening long, but she could not take any risk, her husband was in the house. But as she wished him goodnight, she could not resist placing her hand on his crotch, verifying she'd made him hard. Nadine took the pretence of needing a shower after such a warm evening to release as silently as possible the sexual tension that had built all evening long - at last she was cuming within a few feet of her lover. On the other side of the house, Tom was also releasing his sexual tension in the guestroom shower. He then went to bed and tried to find sleep, which was quite difficult, to be honest, and at last he fell asleep around 3am. He emerged from his sleep as he heard a soft rattle on his door. "Come in!" He'd replied spontaneously, without much thinking, and suddenly realised he was naked in bed, his pubis barely hidden by the bed sheets. It did not really matter, Nadine had already seen his manhood on her screen, but still, he felt slightly embarrassed. Nadine opened the door slowly and smiled at the sight of her Prince. Husband gone to work, children gone to friends, the man of her dreams was hers at last. She walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. Once again, she had made an effort to build the sexual tension between them on past images: she wore the same white silk nighty she had worn the first night they had masturbated together. As she sat down, her nighty rode up her thighs, and Tom could smell the sweet musk of her wanting pussy. She leaned over him and after a soft "good morning my sweet prince", she kissed him softly, sensually. She wanted him to wake up in the nicest way as possible. She slid her hand under the bed sheet and her fingers met the most magnificent morning erection she could have dreamt off. Slowly she caressed him, squeezed him, making him moan in their kiss that became more and more passionate. Tom's hand was already finding it's way between her thighs, reaching for her freshly shaved pubis. She roared as his fingertip pressed on her clit. She grabbed both his hands and made him hold the bedhead, indicating she wanted to keep control of his and her pleasure. Slowly Nadine moved her thin body so that she squatted above Tom's head. She was preventing Tom from what he was aching for: licking and drinking her, but she could feel his warm breath on her wet labia, and he could scent the delicious perfume of her sex. She leaned over and slowly licked the drop of precum on Tom's cock head, then all along his shaft, up and down. Mmmmm he tasted so good. She took him in her mouth and lowered herself on his mouth at the same time. She wanted to feel the reactions of her lover as she was voraciously sucking him. The deeper she took him, the louder he moaned on her pussy; the harder she sucked, the harder he pinched her clit between his lips. He held on tight to the bedhead, she had no mercy, making his pleasure rise then calming him down with an expert pressure below his balls, before sucking again passionately on his cock. Her hands were all over, caressing his thighs, his bottom, massaging his balls. He kept moaning on her clit, her juices dribbling on his face, and he drank her all he could. And suddenly he felt her finger penetrating his ass deeply and playing inside him. He could not hold anymore and let himself overcome with pleasure, blowing his warm semen deep into Nadine's hungry mouth. The warm flood in her mouth made Nadine come instantly and she screamed through her mouthful, rubbing her pussy on Tom's face. They needed to catch up their breath. Both were panting. Nadine's strength had left her and she lied on top of Tom, still holding his cock between her lips. She wanted Tom to be hard again for her, as soon as possible, and with soft caresses and precise licks she managed marvellously. Once she was sure her lover was hard again for her, she sat up and turned around to face him. She straddled him, rubbing her dribbling slit on his shaft. She leaned over him and kissed him feverishly. Both could taste the delicious mixture of their salivas and juices. She was rubbing her body on his, their sweaty skins slipped softly, she felt his shaft rubbing on her slit but most of all she wanted to feel it deep inside her. She lifted herself a bit, slid her hand between their bodies and grabbed his cock to guide it as Tom pushed with his hips. Slowly he penetrated her; her womb was hot, soft and slippery. She felt her pussy open to welcome his burning rod; she could feel every detail, every vein. Slowly she went along his shaft, wanting to make this moment last, kissing her lover with passion. Then she shifted position. Being passionate is one pleasant thing, but she wanted to be wild. Without letting him out, she sat up in a crouching position, giving Tom a full view of his cock moving in and out of her dripping pussy. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her tiny breast. He played with her hard nipples as she started to ride him, moaning, panting and she suddenly came, screaming her pleasure and dripping her juices along his manhood. After a few moments, she looked up at him and softly roared, "I'm not done with you yet, my prince!" She lifted herself off Tom's cock - it was all slippery with her juices, just like she wanted - and guided it to her little asshole, and using her sole weight, she slowly let him inside, giving him his first anal experience. It felt so tight to Tom, and he could feel that Nadine was playing with her muscles around his shaft. She was staring at him, taking care of his pleasure while taking an immense pleasure feeling him at last in her ass. She fingered her pussy while riding him slowly, caressing his cock with her fingers through her inner walls. Tom could not believe the sensations he was going through, his head was about to explode, and Nadine was enjoying that as much as the vigorous cock that was widening her ass. "Cum, cum inside me, cum for me my prince" she whispered. And he did, his all body exploded as he filled her ass with his cream, he was so breathless he could not even scream. The jets of boiling sperm deep in her ass made Nadine cum nearly simultaneously and she screamed for the two of them. Nadine and Tom, at Last It took them several minutes to recover their breath. They cuddled against each other, both wasted by the intensity of their lovemaking. But it was already time for Tom to shower and go to his meeting. As for what happened during Tom's second and last night at Nadine's while her husband was away, I'll tell you another time. Nadine and Tom, at Last It took them several minutes to recover their breath. They cuddled against each other, both wasted by the intensity of their lovemaking. But it was already time for Tom to shower and go to his meeting. As for what happened during Tom's second and last night at Nadine's while her husband was away, I'll tell you another time. Nadine and Tom, the Stormy Night This is the sequel to "Nadine and Tom, at last" Reminder: In their youth, Nadine and Tom met in London but never came round to live their passion together. Twenty years later, thanks to social networks, they meet again, sharing their fantasies about each other online. Then Tom manages to meet up with her at her place, on the occasion of a work obligation in her area. While her husband is away, Nadine offers Tom the most exquisite and sensual lovemaking he's ever been through. Chapter 1 : the diner During his meeting for work, Tom had a lot of problems concentrating on the discussions. There was a lot of money at stake and he could not afford to fail. On the other side of the city, Nadine too was unable to do any better. But unlike Tom, she was on her own and could take care of her insatiable libido for her lover: the kids were away till the end of the afternoon, her husband was at work for the whole week, the summer sun was shining above her garden and she could lay at leisure on her hammock, sunbathing in her swimsuit, dreaming about the magnificent cock that made her cum so hard that morning and fingering herself from one orgasm to another. She nearly lost track of time and went to take a quick shower before rushing to get her children back from their friends – she did not want to scent of her intense arousal to be detected by anyone. As soon as his meeting ended – and he made his best to shorten it – Tom drove across town back to Nadine's family house. It was already the end of the afternoon and Nadine was playing with her children in the garden. He stayed at a distance for a while, observing his lover, the one he did not have twenty years before, the one that he had that morning, the one that initiated him to anal pleasures. She was in her swimsuit, firing a water gun at her two boys who attacked her with their own. Tom could not take his eyes off that slim tanned body, glistening from the water shot at her and he felt a bulge form in his pants. No, not now – I can't appear with a hard on in front of her family, thought Tom. He tried to take his mind off that track and regained composure before he made his presence known to all. He was welcome by cheers from all three who ran to him and drenched him in seconds, screaming and laughing. Tom could not find any cover and had to surrender, for the greatest pleasure of Nadine who grinned at him knowingly. She loved the sight of him surrendering, drenched, his white wet shirt sticking to his large shoulders and torso, his crotch all wet too (and she was proudly responsible for that treacherous attack). It was already time for dinner. Nadine grabbed a light cotton pareo that matched her swimsuit and went to prepare their meal. The kids had their shower and put their pyjamas on for they were going to bed straight after dinner. Tom went to his room, undressed from his drenched clothes, took a quick refreshing shower, and put on some more casual clothing for the evening: t-shirt and shorts. He then joined everyone on the terrace where the meal was to take place. Nadine had prepared a salad – "I wouldn't want any of us having a heavy stomach tonight" she explained, winking at Tom. All she had on her mind was what she'd do to and with Tom once the kids were in bed. In her plans, there was a special desert, her favourite, especially now that she had tasted him: a lot of sperm down her throat! The thought made her squirm on her chair. She stood up and served some wine to Tom and discreetly shoved something in his shorts' pocket, after giving him a little squeeze on the thigh. While continuing the conversation, Tom placed his hand in his pocket and padded what had been placed there: it was some kind of fabric and it was drenched. Minutes later, he took advantage of the children listening to their mother to pull it out of his pocket and have a discreet closer look: it was Nadine's swimsuit thong, it was drenched and even from underneath the table where he kept it unnoticeable by the kids, he could smell the sweet scent of his aroused lover. Oh my, what a tease you are, Tom thought. He looked up at Nadine, she noticed his gaze and smiled back at him, a wide mischievous grin. When she stood up to clear the table, Tom could not take his eyes off: the pareo was attached around her chest and went down to a third of her thigh – there was no hint of her not wearing her panties – oh yes, here it is, thought Tom as Nadine bent over the table while next to him, letting her pareo rise and expose her naked bottom. Tom, trying to regain composure, stood up and offered to help. He kept a few feet away from her to take a full view of her lovely body, and Nadine knowing he was staring at her back, made her best to undulate her body sensually as she walked to the kitchen. Then Tom noticed another detail that had escaped his attention for the whole diner: there were no swimsuit shoulder straps on her shoulders – and a closer look seemed to confirm that she was not wearing it anymore either. Tom could barely refrain a moan of lust as he worked out his lover was completely naked under that thin piece of cotton rolled around her bust. As she felt him approach, she warned him: "Don't, the kids are not in bed yet!". Argh, that was hard for Tom, but he had to be patient. Chapter 2 : the old oak tree At last Nadine took the kids to bed and kissed them goodnight. When she got back to the terrace, she planted a firm kiss on Tom's lips then announced: "I hate to make you wait and suffer, but I can't afford to scream or even before the kids are fast asleep – let's take a walk down the garden, if you don't mind". Without waiting for an answer, she took his hand and walked him towards the garden. There was a gate in the fence that led to a field. Small talking, Nadine opened it and led the way, innocently wrapping her arm round Tom's hips. He was large built, his body radiated heat, his skin smelled of citrus, her body was aching for his touch and she was quickly rewarded as Tom extended his arm round her hips, placing his large warm hand on her bottom. All of a sudden, as it often happens in western France at that time of year, the sky started to roar its anger and large drops of water fell from big grey clouds that were forming with nightfall. Both ran for the nearest cover: a huge oak tree that proudly stood in the middle of the field. IT probably was not the safest solution, but who said lovers could behave rationally? By the time they were under the cover of the large tree, they were both soaked and dripping, looking very messy too. "Gosh I'm soaking wet", muttered Tom. Nadine looked back at him and said "so am I!" in a voluptuous voice and with a mischievous grin. In a glance, he took in the scene : she as there, leaning against the trunk, her drenched pareo clinging on her slender body like a second skin, barely hiding the fact that her nipples were hard from sexual arousal, one foot against the trunk, that made her legs part and opened her pareo to reveal her shaved pussy. At that sight, and after such a long evening awaiting for this moment, Tom's cock sprang to life in a second. He stepped forward and pressed himself against her, squeezing her between his body and the old oak. The bark was quite rough on her back, but she was too obsessed by the idea of being fucked hard right now and right here that she did not even feel it. She grabbed Tom's face between her hands and brought his mouth to hers, her lips already opened, her tongue darting to cross his lips and caress his tongue. Tom slid his hand between the two of them to unzip his shorts and free his hard shaft. He then guided it to rub her dripping wet slit, lubricating his cock with her sweet juices. Nadine moaned in anticipation. She broke her kiss and roared "fuck me, fuck me hard, don't make me beg!". In one swift move, Tom thrust his hardness fast and deep in her womb. She screamed as she suddenly felt filled with his large and long shaft. She wrapped both her legs around Tom's hips, holgin on to him with her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Tom took hold of her bottom to support her, thrusting out and back inside her hot pussy, pausing a second then again, and again, and again... He could feel her muscles milking his cock, making him get closer and closer to climax. Nadine was fighting not to cum too fast, she so wanted him, she was so turned on, her nails digging in his shoulders, her teeth biting his lips. And then, in a last thrust, he felt his entire body torn by thundering orgasm, sending hot jets of sperm deep in her womb. Nadine screamed her own orgasm as she felt his hot juices deep inside her. The sound of their screams, roars and panting were covered by the thunderstorm surrounding them. Chapter 3 : the chocolate desert Nadine giggled nervously. The violent surge of hormones had that effect on her. She looked at her lover lovingly. "We'd better get back inside before we catch a cold". Tom nodded and the rushed hand in hand back to the house. At the doorstep, she paused a second: "go run us a warm bath in your room, that should warm us after this. I'll go and make sure the kids are fast asleep and join you in a minute." Tom did as ordered. He found some chocolate flavoured bath foam (he had not seen it earlier – would it be that Nadine placed it there during the day as she planed their evening of passion?) and poured a fair amount in the tub. Meanwhile, Nadine ensured the kids were fast asleep, quickly cleaned her pussy then grabbed a toy she wanted to try on her lover. When she reached the guestroom, the tub was filled with water with a large volume of foam – just the way she liked it. She firmly but gently ordered Tom to undress and make himself comfortable in the bathtub. As he obeyed, she just stood back and observed her lover – how on earth did she have to wait 20 years before taking full advantage of that man? He laid down in the tub and looked at her. In one delicate move, she pealed off the pareo she was still wearing then stepped inside the tub, sitting between Tom's legs and laying back facing him. Their bodies were hidden in the foam and the warm scent of chocolate made the moment taste like desert. Tom felt Nadine's legs move under the foam, and her perfectly pedicured feet were rubbing his chest as she pressed her pussy on his balls. Tom closed his eyes and moaned. Now her hands were grabbing his hardening shaft, caressing it up and down till it grew long and hard, its head poking through the foam. Every time she'd squeeze his shaft, he would moan softly. Oh yes, she had him all warmed up for her. She sat up and grabbed the toy she'd brought, placing the vibrating ring around his shaft. Tom gasped in surprise, he'd never felt this before. Slowly, Nadine sat up and moved to lower herself on her lover's hardness. Slowly. She wanted to make it slow, she wanted to feel his every vein, she wanted his cock to burn in the fire of her pussy. Slowly till she sat on top of him, feeling the vibrating ring vibrate on her clit. Her hands caressed his torso as she remained still on top of him. She could see her lover was in Nirvana and was enjoying the massage her pussy was giving his cock. She could read that pleasure on her lover's face, and she made the moment last, releasing the pressure whenever she felt he was about to cum, but she did not want him to release his cream inside her... When she felt he was really too close, she lifted herself and stepped back. Tom groaned in disapproval, but he felt her lifting his hips till his cock was out of the water and then her lips taking his hardness in her mouth, her tongue licking off his precum mixed with chocolate bathwater, then her passionate suction and nibbling till he filled her mouth with his cream. Oh god that was the best desert she could have dreamt of. And Tom could barely believe he could have two huge orgasms, producing so much seed, in less than an hour. Sure the vibrating ring had helped, but still, he was impressed. Gosh, his head felt like the Russian army was marching inside it, but gosh, he felt so good. He looked up at his lover. She planted a kiss on his lips. But he pushed her back "now it's time for me to have desert!". Nadine was ready and more than willing to be eaten for desert. She turned around and leaned forward, hands on the edge of the tub, legs wide open, wiggling her ass in front of Tom's face, offering herself as a lovely delicacy. He sat up and got on his knees, placed in hands on her bum cheeks and pressed his face between them. He started lapping her labia, she was dripping and her juices mixed nicely with the chocolate bath flavour. Then his tongue travelled towards her little rosebud. Nadine could not repress her deep sighs and moans of pleasure and when she fell Tom's tongue pushing on her anus, she came uncontrollably. This did not stop Tom and when his tongue penetrated her pussy, sucking her juices, she had another violent orgasm. Then Tom return to her little asshole, circling with his tongue around her anus, then pressing to penetrate her, his left hand caressing her labia and starting to finger her softly. And once again, Nadine's body was shattered by a violent orgasm. She could not hold on her legs any longer and knelt in the bath water, for the pleasure of Tom. He'd grown hard again and he wanted to take her again. Now her ass was level with his cock and without asking for permission, he pressed its head against her tiny hole. Although Nadine had initiated him to anal sex the same morning, it was the first time he could see his shaft pressing on her anus, her ring slowly open to let him in and then his cock disappearing in her tiny hole as he pushed slowly but firmly into her ass. Nadine was completely lost in all the sensations she was going through. His huge cock was hurting her, spreading her wider than any other cock had before, but it felt so good as he went deeper into her. He then slowly retracted till only his cock head was trapped in her. "Oh Tom, don't stop!" Tom grabbed her hips and this time pulled her onto his cock, making her kneel on his lap, impaling her in the still hot water of their bath. His hands were now free to explore her body. One went to her breast while the other moved between her thighs. Every man's fantasy was happening for Tom: fondling her tits, fingering her, and fucking her up her ass, all at the same time. And Nadine really loved this. She did not know anymore whether she was having multiple orgasms or the huge one she was having was not receding. She was moving up and down his rod, increasing the speed as she wanted him to blow his load deep in her ass. Suddenly Tom's body tensed, his grasp hardened on her tit, his fingers thrust deeper in her pussy and his hips pushed him as far as he could in her ass and he did blow his hot semen deep in her ass. Both screamed their pleasure as another orgasmic peak shattered their minds. Chapter 4 : the end As he was recovering his breath, Tom thought that now he knew what one meant by "fucking his/her brain off". Both their bodies were shaking, their minds were completely fucked off, but they were content and their veins filled with pleasure hormones. It took them a while before they stepped out of the bathroom and went to bed. Nadine wanted to sleep by her lover, this time might be the only chance she'd ever had. She curled her naked body against Tom's and both fell asleep, completely exhausted. The morning after, Nadine was up before the kids and behaved as his nothing had happened the night before. No one suspected anything. Tom left and drove back to his home and family. Both had been so happy to have this time together and were hoping to have another opportunity soon. Nadine and Tom, the Stormy Night This is the sequel to "Nadine and Tom, at last" Reminder: In their youth, Nadine and Tom met in London but never came round to live their passion together. Twenty years later, thanks to social networks, they meet again, sharing their fantasies about each other online. Then Tom manages to meet up with her at her place, on the occasion of a work obligation in her area. While her husband is away, Nadine offers Tom the most exquisite and sensual lovemaking he's ever been through. Chapter 1: the diner During his meeting for work, Tom had a lot of problems concentrating on the discussions. There was a lot of money at stake and he could not afford to fail. On the other side of the city, Nadine too was unable to do any better. But unlike Tom, she was on her own and could take care of her insatiable libido for her lover: the kids were away till the end of the afternoon, her husband was at work for the whole week, the summer sun was shining above her garden and she could lay at leisure on her hammock, sunbathing in her swimsuit, dreaming about the magnificent cock that made her cum so hard that morning and fingering herself from one orgasm to another. She nearly lost track of time and went to take a quick shower before rushing to get her children back from their friends -- she did not want to scent of her intense arousal to be detected by anyone. As soon as his meeting ended -- and he made his best to shorten it -- Tom drove across town back to Nadine's family house. It was already the end of the afternoon and Nadine was playing with her children in the garden. He stayed at a distance for a while, observing his lover, the one he did not have twenty years before, the one that he had that morning, the one that initiated him to anal pleasures. She was in her swimsuit, firing a water gun at her two boys who attacked her with their own. Tom could not take his eyes off that slim tanned body, glistening from the water shot at her and he felt a bulge form in his pants. No, not now -- I can't appear with a hard on in front of her family, thought Tom. He tried to take his mind off that track and regained composure before he made his presence known to all. He was welcome by cheers from all three who ran to him and drenched him in seconds, screaming and laughing. Tom could not find any cover and had to surrender, for the greatest pleasure of Nadine who grinned at him knowingly. She loved the sight of him surrendering, drenched, his white wet shirt sticking to his large shoulders and torso, his crotch all wet too (and she was proudly responsible for that treacherous attack). It was already time for dinner. Nadine grabbed a light cotton pareo that matched her swimsuit and went to prepare their meal. The kids had their shower and put their pyjamas on for they were going to bed straight after dinner. Tom went to his room, undressed from his drenched clothes, took a quick refreshing shower, and put on some more casual clothing for the evening: t-shirt and shorts. He then joined everyone on the terrace where the meal was to take place. Nadine had prepared a salad -- "I wouldn't want any of us having a heavy stomach tonight" she explained, winking at Tom. All she had on her mind was what she'd do to and with Tom once the kids were in bed. In her plans, there was a special desert, her favourite, especially now that she had tasted him: a lot of sperm down her throat! The thought made her squirm on her chair. She stood up and served some wine to Tom and discreetly shoved something in his shorts' pocket, after giving him a little squeeze on the thigh. While continuing the conversation, Tom placed his hand in his pocket and padded what had been placed there: it was some kind of fabric and it was drenched. Minutes later, he took advantage of the children listening to their mother to pull it out of his pocket and have a discreet closer look: it was Nadine's swimsuit thong, it was drenched and even from underneath the table where he kept it unnoticeable by the kids, he could smell the sweet scent of his aroused lover. Oh my, what a tease you are, Tom thought. He looked up at Nadine, she noticed his gaze and smiled back at him, a wide mischievous grin. When she stood up to clear the table, Tom could not take his eyes off: the pareo was attached around her chest and went down to a third of her thigh -- there was no hint of her not wearing her panties -- oh yes, here it is, thought Tom as Nadine bent over the table while next to him, letting her pareo rise and expose her naked bottom. Tom, trying to regain composure, stood up and offered to help. He kept a few feet away from her to take a full view of her lovely body, and Nadine knowing he was staring at her back, made her best to undulate her body sensually as she walked to the kitchen. Then Tom noticed another detail that had escaped his attention for the whole diner: there were no swimsuit shoulder straps on her shoulders -- and a closer look seemed to confirm that she was not wearing it anymore either. Tom could barely refrain a moan of lust as he worked out his lover was completely naked under that thin piece of cotton rolled around her bust. As she felt him approach, she warned him: "Don't, the kids are not in bed yet!" Argh, that was hard for Tom, but he had to be patient. Chapter 2: the old oak tree At last Nadine took the kids to bed and kissed them goodnight. When she got back to the terrace, she planted a firm kiss on Tom's lips then announced: "I hate to make you wait and suffer, but I can't afford to scream or even before the kids are fast asleep -- let's take a walk down the garden, if you don't mind". Without waiting for an answer, she took his hand and walked him towards the garden. There was a gate in the fence that led to a field. Small talking, Nadine opened it and led the way, innocently wrapping her arm round Tom's hips. He was large built, his body radiated heat, his skin smelled of citrus, her body was aching for his touch and she was quickly rewarded as Tom extended his arm round her hips, placing his large warm hand on her bottom. All of a sudden, as it often happens in western France at that time of year, the sky started to roar its anger and large drops of water fell from big grey clouds that were forming with nightfall. Both ran for the nearest cover: a huge oak tree that proudly stood in the middle of the field. IT probably was not the safest solution, but who said lovers could behave rationally? By the time they were under the cover of the large tree, they were both soaked and dripping, looking very messy too. "Gosh I'm soaking wet", muttered Tom. Nadine looked back at him and said, "so am I!" in a voluptuous voice and with a mischievous grin. In a glance, he took in the scene: she as there, leaning against the trunk, her drenched pareo clinging on her slender body like a second skin, barely hiding the fact that her nipples were hard from sexual arousal, one foot against the trunk, that made her legs part and opened her pareo to reveal her shaved pussy. At that sight, and after such a long evening waiting for this moment, Tom's cock sprang to life in a second. He stepped forward and pressed himself against her, squeezing her between his body and the old oak. The bark was quite rough on her back, but she was too obsessed by the idea of being fucked hard right now and right here that she did not even feel it. She grabbed Tom's face between her hands and brought his mouth to hers, her lips already opened, her tongue darting to cross his lips and caress his tongue. Tom slid his hand between the two of them to unzip his shorts and free his hard shaft. He then guided it to rub her dripping wet slit, lubricating his cock with her sweet juices. Nadine moaned in anticipation. She broke her kiss and roared "fuck me, fuck me hard, don't make me beg!" In one swift move, Tom thrust his hardness fast and deep in her womb. She screamed as she suddenly felt filled with his large and long shaft. She wrapped both her legs around Tom's hips, holding on to him with her arms wrapped around his shoulders. Tom took hold of her bottom to support her, thrusting out and back inside her hot pussy, pausing a second then again, and again, and again... He could feel her muscles milking his cock, making him get closer and closer to climax. Nadine was fighting not to cum too fast, she so wanted him, she was so turned on, her nails digging in his shoulders, her teeth biting his lips. And then, in a last thrust, he felt his entire body torn by thundering orgasm, sending hot jets of sperm deep in her womb. Nadine screamed her own orgasm as she felt his hot juices deep inside her. The sound of their screams, roars and panting were covered by the thunderstorm surrounding them. Chapter 3: the chocolate desert Nadine giggled nervously. The violent surge of hormones had that effect on her. She looked at her lover lovingly. "We'd better get back inside before we catch a cold". Tom nodded and the rushed hand in hand back to the house. At the doorstep, she paused a second: "go run us a warm bath in your room, that should warm us after this. I'll go and make sure the kids are fast asleep and join you in a minute." Tom did as ordered. He found some chocolate flavoured bath foam (he had not seen it earlier -- would it be that Nadine placed it there during the day as she planed their evening of passion?) and poured a fair amount in the tub. Meanwhile, Nadine ensured the kids were fast asleep, quickly cleaned her pussy then grabbed a toy she wanted to try on her lover. When she reached the guestroom, the tub was filled with water with a large volume of foam -- just the way she liked it. She firmly but gently ordered Tom to undress and make himself comfortable in the bathtub. As he obeyed, she just stood back and observed her lover -- how on earth did she have to wait 20 years before taking full advantage of that man? He lied down in the tub and looked at her. In one delicate move, she pealed off the pareo she was still wearing then stepped inside the tub, sitting between Tom's legs and laying back facing him. Their bodies were hidden in the foam and the warm scent of chocolate made the moment taste like desert. Tom felt Nadine's legs move under the foam, and her perfectly pedicured feet were rubbing his chest as she pressed her pussy on his balls. Tom closed his eyes and moaned. Now her hands were grabbing his hardening shaft, caressing it up and down till it grew long and hard, its head poking through the foam. Every time she'd squeeze his shaft, he would moan softly. Oh yes, she had him all warmed up for her. She sat up and grabbed the toy she'd brought, placing the vibrating ring around his shaft. Tom gasped in surprise; he'd never felt this before. Slowly, Nadine sat up and moved to lower herself on her lover's hardness. Slowly. She wanted to make it slow, she wanted to feel his every vein; she wanted his cock to burn in the fire of her pussy. Slowly till she sat on top of him, feeling the vibrating ring vibrate on her clit. Her hands caressed his torso as she remained still on top of him. She could see her lover was in Nirvana and was enjoying the massage her pussy was giving his cock. She could read that pleasure on her lover's face, and she made the moment last, releasing the pressure whenever she felt he was about to cum, but she did not want him to release his cream inside her... When she felt he was really too close, she lifted herself and stepped back. Tom groaned in disapproval, but he felt her lifting his hips till his cock was out of the water and then her lips taking his hardness in her mouth, her tongue licking off his precum mixed with chocolate bathwater, then her passionate suction and nibbling till he filled her mouth with his cream. Oh god that was the best desert she could have dreamt of. And Tom could barely believe he could have two huge orgasms, producing so much seed, in less than an hour. Sure the vibrating ring had helped, but still, he was impressed. Gosh, his head felt like the Russian army was marching inside it, but gosh, he felt so good. He looked up at his lover. She planted a kiss on his lips. But he pushed her back "now it's time for me to have desert!" Nadine was ready and more than willing to be eaten for desert. She turned around and leaned forward, hands on the edge of the tub, legs wide open, wiggling her ass in front of Tom's face, offering her as a lovely delicacy. He sat up and got on his knees, placed in hands on her bum cheeks and pressed his face between them. He started lapping her labia, she was dripping and her juices mixed nicely with the chocolate bath flavour. Then his tongue travelled towards her little rosebud. Nadine could not repress her deep sighs and moans of pleasure and when she fell Tom's tongue pushing on her anus, she came uncontrollably. This did not stop Tom and when his tongue penetrated her pussy, sucking her juices, she had another violent orgasm. Then Tom return to her little asshole, circling with his tongue around her anus, then pressing to penetrate her, his left hand caressing her labia and starting to finger her softly. And once again, Nadine's body was shattered by a violent orgasm. She could not hold on her legs any longer and knelt in the bath water, for the pleasure of Tom. He'd grown hard again and he wanted to take her again. Now her ass was level with his cock and without asking for permission, he pressed its head against her tiny hole. Although Nadine had initiated him to anal sex the same morning, it was the first time he could see his shaft pressing on her anus, her ring slowly open to let him in and then his cock disappearing in her tiny hole as he pushed slowly but firmly into her ass. Nadine was completely lost in all the sensations she was going through. His huge cock was hurting her, spreading her wider than any other cock had before, but it felt so good as he went deeper into her. He then slowly retracted till only his cock head was trapped in her. "Oh Tom, don't stop!" Tom grabbed her hips and this time pulled her onto his cock, making her kneel on his lap, impaling her in the still hot water of their bath. His hands were now free to explore her body. One went to her breast while the other moved between her thighs. Every man's fantasy was happening for Tom: fondling her tits, fingering her, and fucking her up her ass, all at the same time. And Nadine really loved this. She did not know anymore whether she was having multiple orgasms or the huge one she was having was not receding. She was moving up and down his rod, increasing the speed as she wanted him to blow his load deep in her ass. Suddenly Tom's body tensed, his grasp hardened on her tit, his fingers thrust deeper in her pussy and his hips pushed him as far as he could in her ass and he did blow his hot semen deep in her ass. Both screamed their pleasure as another orgasmic peak shattered their minds. Chapter 4: the end As he was recovering his breath, Tom thought that now he knew what one meant by "fucking his/her brain off". Their bodies were shaking, their minds were completely fucked off, but they were content and their veins filled with pleasure hormones. It took them a while before they stepped out of the bathroom and went to bed. Nadine wanted to sleep by her lover; this time might be the only chance she'd ever had. She curled her naked body against Tom's and both fell asleep, completely exhausted. The morning after, Nadine was up before the kids and behaved as his nothing had happened the night before. No one suspected anything. Tom left and drove back to his home and family. Both had been so happy to have this time together and were hoping to have another opportunity soon. Nadine: een bezoekje in de badkamer Na thuis gekomen te zijn op een donderdag namiddag in juni, besloot ik meteen een douche te nemen om me van het vieze zweet te ontdoen na een dag hard werken. Mijn vrouw Angelique deed ondertussen wat huishoudelijk werk. Zo was het dat ik na zo'n 15 minuten douchen poedelnaakt in de badkamer stond; een badkamer die ik overigens nooit op slot doe omdat ik nou eenmaal niets te verbergen heb voor mijn vrouw. Terwijl ik mijn haar droogde met een handdoek, zag ik onder de handdoek door dat er iemand de badkamer was ingekomen, en wist niet beter of het was Angelique. Totdat ik de handdoek voor mijn ogen weghaalde en tot mijn verbazing mijn 18 jaar oude nichtje Nadine zag staan, als aan de grond genageld. Terwijl ze met grote ogen naar haar spiernaakte oom keek, kon ze uitbrengen wat ze kwam doen. "Ik...eh...kwam alleen langs om een DVD-tje van je te lenen, omdat er vanavond niets bijzonders op de televisie komt. Lique (zoals mijn vrouw genoemd werd door familie en vrienden) liet me binnen en zei dat ik naar boven kon gaan om zelf een DVD uit te kiezen. Ze is zelf de deur uit gegaan om nog wat boodschappen te doen." Terwijl de blonde, knappe tiener me dit ietwat gehypnotiseerd ogend vertelde, deed ik geen enkele poging mijn naaktheid te verbergen, en ik wist niet eens echt waarom. Nadine liet haar ogen glijden over mijn lichaam, en ik zag dat haar blik zich fixeerde op mijn kruis. Ik keek zelf omlaag en keek van bovenaf naar mijn grote en welige bos bruin schaamhaar, en mijn pik en ballen; een pik die met kleine schokken groter leek te worden, en laag hangende, volle ballen. Mijn blik ging weer omhoog en ik zag mijn nichtje haar lippen likken. We zeiden niets, en de spanning was te snijden. Normaal had zij allang verlegen uit de badkamer moeten lopen, of ik mijn blote klokkenspel moeten bedekken, maar geen van beiden gebeurden. Het was na een aantal stille seconden dat mijn nichtje plotseling naar me toe kwam lopen, haar ogen op die van mij gericht, en haar handen op mijn borstkas legde. Vervolgens voelde ik haar hete adem over mijn gezicht toen ze haar mond kreunend opende, en haar natte tong, zonder waarschuwing hard tussen mijn lippen drukte. Zonder schaamte tongde mijn 18 jaar oude nichtje me in mijn eigen badkamer, alsof het de normaalste zaak van de wereld was. Haar handen lagen nu op mijn heupen en haar zachte borsten drukten via haar T-shirt tegen mijn borstkas aan. Ik voelde dat haar tepels stijf waren en in mijn huid priemden. Ondertussen vloeide haar warme speeksel rijkelijk mijn mond in. Ik pakte haar bij haar achterhoofd, mijn vingers in haar blonde haren, en drukte haar gezicht – en haar lippen – nog strakker tegen de mijne. Kreunend en kwijlend tongden we elkaar nu nog heviger. Het was alsof een dam was doorbroken. Ik had altijd van die flitsen in mijn hoofd als ik Nadine zag; flitsen van hete seks met haar. En nu stonden we gewoon hier in mijn badkamer hitsig en nat te vrijen, en het was geen fantasie. Ze wentelde haar onderlichaam krols tegen de mijne en haar spijkerbroek schuurde langs mijn huid. Mijn vrije hand legde ik op haar sappige kont. Plotseling kwamen onze monden met een luide smak van elkaar, en sliertjes speeksel hingen tussen onze lippen. "Ik kon gewoon niet anders," zei ze hees met toegeknepen ogen vol lust. "Ik zag je zo staan, oom Jan. Naakt, met die grote pik, die bos haar en die grote ballen. Het maakte me geil. Toen ik merkte dat je me niet wegstuurde, en je ook niet bedekte, dacht ik dat je mij ook wilde." "Als je eens wist hij graag ik wil," antwoordde ik. "Hoe lang ik al wil. Weet je hoe het is om je groot te zien worden. Hoe het is om te zien hoe je tieten groter worden, hoe je kont voller wordt, en hoe je steeds makkelijker over seks praat? Hoe kan een man zo'n lekker stuk vlees in zijn eigen huis blijven zien als je langskomt, zonder heet van je te worden?" "Dus je hebt al een tijd een geil oogje op me," vroeg Nadine retorisch met een ondeugende glimlach. "Ik vraag me af hoelang je er al over fantaseerde je pik in mijn natte gleuf te steken. Als ik het had geweten; dat was leuk geweest. Maar nu mag je. Je mag alles met me doen. Ik wil dat je alles met me doet. Ik ben zo geil. Mijn eigen oom neuken. Ik ben er nat van." "We hebben niet lang, Natas. Angelique zal denk ik over een kwartier terug zijn." "Zodra we de deur beneden horen dichtslaan, ga ik snel naar de leeskamer om een DVD te zoeken", zei ze en ik knikte instemmend. Wild van lust kwamen onze lippen weer op elkaar, en onze tongen kwamen terecht tussen onze mondhoeken terwijl we weer heet vreeën. We neukten bijkans elkaar's mond met onze tongen. Ondertussen ritste mijn nicht de gulp van haar broek open, en schoof deze tot onder haar kont. Terwijl we speeksel bleven uitwisselen kon zij nu met haar handen over mijn pik en ballen glijden, en ik kon met mijn vingers over haar kruis gaan met een hand, en stopte de vingers van mijn andere hand tussen haar malse billen. Terwijl ze me nu langzaam stijf trok met haar warme vingers, ontlokte ik een luide kreun uit haar keel door zowel haar glibberige spleet als haar poepgaatje te bevoelen met mijn vingers. Ze genoot hier duidelijk van. "Mmmm... Ik hou ervan als iemand met mijn aars speelt. Daar word ik geil van," zei ze terwijl ze me pal in mijn ogen keek. Ik vond het ongelooflijk geil om een jonge meid als zij woorden als "aars" te horen zeggen. Het voegde iets toe wat ik niet goed met woorden kan omschrijven. Misschien een extra soort perversie, bovenop de incest met mijn 18 jaar oude nichtje. Ze zakte door haar knieën, waardoor mijn vingers tussen haar dijen en haar billen vandaan kwamen. Mijn nichtje nam zonder aarzeling vervolgens in een hap mijn halfstijve leuter tussen haar lippen. Haar zachte tong en warme speeksel gingen binnensmonds over mijn eikel terwijl ze omhoog in mijn ogen keek. Haar hoofd snel op en neer bewegend, met het blonde haar erachter aan zwiepend, zoog de 18 jaar oude meid me hard en snel af. Twee vingers en een duim had ze om de wortel van mijn paal gesloten en haar lippen kwamen tot aan die vingers. Mijn paarse helm kwam tot aan haar huig. Nadine kreunde en smakte luid op mijn lul terwijl ze me stevig pijpte. "Houd jij er ook van als er iemand met je aars speelt?" vroeg ze nadat haar mond met een slurp van mijn knots kwam, om haar eerdere opmerking vervolg te geven. Maar ze leek niet eens geïnteresseerd in het antwoord, want de vingers van haar vrije hand waren al tussen mijn billen gegleden, en ik voelde haar vingertoppen stevig over mijn hol glijden. Terwijl ik van het gevoel genoot, hield ik mijn eigen vingers onder mijn neus, en genoot van de geur van haar kut en reet eraan. Dit alles duurde niet lang, want met in het achterhoofd de wetenschap dat mijn vrouw snel terug kon zijn, wilde ik Nadine snel laten voelen hoe het is om daar haar oom flink gebeft te worden. Ik tilde haar bovenop de wasmachine, en trok haar spijkerbroek en haar tanga omlaag en uit. Ze zag er zo ongelooflijk geil uit; een compleet kaalgeschoren kut. Het was niets meer dan een roze snee tussen dikke, gezwollen buitenste schaamlippen. Bij mij was 't het een of het ander; of helemaal behaard, of helemaal kaal. Mijn vrouw was behaard omdat ze wist dat dit mij geil maakte; mijn gezicht in een harige, geurige kut duwen. Maar de kale snee van mijn nicht zag er ook prachtig uit. Terwijl Nadine achterover leunde op haar ellebogen en haar benen spreidde, kwam haar geile kut haast als vanzelf opengespreid. Vervolgens dook ik met mijn gezicht tussen haar warme dijen en haalde dorstig mijn tong van onder naar boven, van haar reethol tot haar gezwollen klit. Telkens weer. Ik veranderde vervolgens van tactiek door mijn snuit diep in haar vulva te begraven en gewoon op haar gladde, kleverige snee te zuigen. Ik genoot van de geile geur van de kut van mijn nicht terwijl ik de sappen diep vanuit haar spleet zoog. De slurp- en kreungeluiden die ik maakte klonken gedempt doordat mijn mond zo compleet tussen haar vette schaamlippen zat. Nadine had haar hand op mijn achterhoofd en trok mijn gezicht hard tegen haar warme, slijmerige kruis en wentelde haar neukgrot wulps heen en weer tegen mijn snuit. "Bef me. Zuig mijn geile, natte kut, oom," kreunde de tiener hardop. "Zuig het sap uit mijn geile snee." Ze legde haar warme, zachte dijen bovenop mijn schouders en kruiste haar benen achter mijn rug, om met behulp van die zelfde benen mijn hoofd harder in haar boterzachte kut te duwen. Na vervolgens minutenlang op haar gezwollen klit te hebben gesabbeld, legde ik mijn handen in haar knieholtes, en drukte haar benen naar achteren, tot haar knieën bijna tegen haar tieten aanzaten. Ik beval haar om haar benen met haar armen in die positie te houden, en trok met beide handen haar zachte billen uit elkaar. Hierdoor rekte ik tevens automatisch haar gerimpelde ster ietwat open. Nadat ik met mijn vingertoppen even wat met het zachte, ietwat ruw aanvoelende weefsel rond haar kont opening had gespeeld, zette ik mijn mond erop en begon kreunend haar aars te tongen. "Oh Jezus. Dat is zoooo lekker," reutelde mijn nichtje, genietend van mijn natte tong op haar kontgat. "Lik mijn aars. Ga met je tong over mijn reet." Genietend van zowel de geur als de smaak lebberde ik over haar heerlijke ster. Ik wroette erin met mijn tongpuntje en boorde uiteindelijk mijn tong zover mogelijk naar binnen. Met stotende bewegingen van mijn hoofd drukte ik mijn tong dieper en dieper haar kont in, en was me er van begin tot eind van bewust dat ik hier mijn tong in de nauwe kontkier van mijn nicht stond te stoten. "We moeten het afmaken, Natas. Ze kan elk moment thuiskomen," zei ik uiteindelijk, teleurgesteld dat we ons moesten haasten. Ik sloeg mijn arm om haar middel, en terwijl ik recht overeind stond, liet ik mijn nicht vanaf de wasmachine bovenop mijn stijve pik zakken. Langzaam maar zeker gleed haar hete kut over mijn tamp heen tot de opening van haar kut om mijn wortel klemde. Nadine sloeg haar armen om mijn nek, en haar benen om de mijne als een soort aapje, en zo tilde ik mijn 18 jaar oude nicht op en neer over mijn harde staaf. Ik nam haar billen in mijn handen, en met haar kont in mijn handen wipte ik haar op en neer. We tongden wederom hitsig terwijl haar lichaam keer op keer over mijn pik heen zakte. Zo duurde het minuten tot ik mijn ballen eindelijk voelde samentrekken en wist dat ik op het punt van komen stond, wat ik haar dan ook meedeelde. "Spuit me vol, oom. Spuit je zaad mijn kut in. Ik ben aan de pil, en ik wil je zaad in me voelen als ik zo direct naar huis fiets. Naar huis fietsend met je geile sperma soppend in mijn kut." "Vieze meid. Als je het zo graag wilt, zal ik je helemaal volspuiten." Terwijl ze volledig om me heen geslagen zat met armen en benen, voelde ik mijn zak leeglopen en mijn pik schokken. Met mijn wijsvinger gleed ik zover mogelijk haar aars in en Nadine kirde van verassing en plezier, om vervolgens haar reet spieren om mijn penetrerende vinger aan te trekken. "Hier kom iiiikkk..." riep ik het uit (maar niet hard genoeg om de buren te waarschuwen) en beukte een aantal keren hard op haar onderlijf in, sliert na sliert warm sperma haar kut inschietend. Door de energie die dit kostte moest ik haar laten zakken tot ze op haar eigen voeten stond. Maar met gebogen knieën wist ik op de een of andere manier toch in haar te blijven tot mijn leuter helemaal leeg gelopen was. Puffend bleef mijn nicht even aan me hangen met haar armen om mijn nek en mijn verslappende leuter in haar volle, kleverige snee. Uiteindelijk deed ze snel haar slip en broek weer aan, zo goed en kwaad als het kon mijn zaad binnenhoudend, en liep snel de badkamer uit en de leeskamer in om een DVD-tje uit te zoeken. Ondertussen kleedde ik me aan, ervan gaande dat Angelique snel weer thuis zou zijn. Terwijl Nadine met DVD film in de hand de leeskamer uit kwam, breed grijnzend naar mij, hoorden we beneden mijn vrouw de deur binnenkomen. "Ik ben er weer," riep ze vrolijk, zoals ze bijna altijd deed. Ze was super knap, en super lief, en ik voelde me een beetje schuldig voor het feit dat ik dit achter haar rug om had gedaan. Maar ik kon de gelegenheid gewoon niet voorbij laten gaan om mijn hitsige nichtje te palen. Die kans zou ik misschien nooit meer hebben gekregen. Nadine gaf me nog een natte tongkus, en liep vervolgens naar beneden, waar ik haar nog gedag hoorde zeggen tegen haar aangetrouwde tante voordat ze de voordeur uit ging. Een ding was zeker; dankzij mijn nicht was ik nu zo geil dat ik Angelique later vandaag stevig ga verwennen met de wildste, heetste seks die ik haar kon geven. Precies zoals ze dat altijd graag had. Nadine Jansen, Agent 48EE Nadine’s Mission #1 This is Story One in the Nadine Jansen, Agent 48EE series. I should have Part 2 done by Sunday. This is a celebrity parody, intended to spoof live persons without inferring, intimating, or representing those person(s) views, sexuality, or activities as actual. Nadine walked into her supervising agent's office ready for her first mission ever. She had no details as yet, and she was a little apprehensive, as well as anxious, to begin her first assignment. She'd never met her supervisor; the only thing she knew about him was his name, John Hoff, and that he'd been with the agency 10 years. She used her "card key" to gain entry to the reception area she knew Hoff's secretary was stationed, and as she walked up to the desk she smiled brightly at the pretty, exotic-looking receptionist seated there. "Hi" she greeted the woman in her accented English. "I'm Agent Jansen, here to meet Supervising Agent Jansen at 10 o'clock” "Yes, hi, he's expecting you" the woman answered back, her eyes roving over the sweater that Nadine's tremendous 48EE cups were straining to the limit. "He should be out in a few minutes; have a seat over there " she invited, pointing to some comfortable-looking leather chairs along the wall. "Okay" Nadine agreed, and as she walked away she could have sworn she heard the receptionist mutter “The Chief is gonna LOVE you” under her breath. Five minutes later, a tall, athletically-built black man came out of the office Labeled "J. Hoff, Supervising Agent" and spoke briefly to the secretary in a low tone. Though she was too far away to hear the conversation clearly, she thought she heard the woman say something like, “get a load a' those jugs”, which got a low chuckle from Hoff. "Agent Jansen" he called, motioning her to follow him, “Good to meet you. Let's get this over with so that you can start your assignment, hmm?" He had a deep, melodious voice, well-modulated, and he was very handsome, Nadine noted as she shook his hand and then followed him into his office. The receptionist, Iris, followed a few moments later with a silver coffee service and an array of liquor bottles on a cart. "Would you like coffee or a cocktail?" she asked Nadine. "I'll have whatever Agent Hoff is having" the busty agent replied. "Scotch rocks for me, please, Iris" Hoff stated, and Iris poured each of them two fingers of scotch into split crystal tumblers. She left, closing the door, leaving the two spys alone. Sipping at his drink, Hoff surprised Nadine by asking, "Surprised that I'm a black man?" "Well, I, umm I, actually" Nadine stammered, "I am a little; Hoff is a common last name in Germany, and so I guess I thought…..." she trailed off. Hoff grinned. "Don't worry; I get the same reaction all the time. I have a grandfather from Berlin, hence Hoff. Anyway, you didn't come to discuss genealogy; I'll fill you in on your assignment.” Hoff sat back in his chair, and took more of his drink. "I want to make it clear, just as reinforcement, that the agents working in this organization do whatever it takes to infiltrate and sabotage our "opposite numbers’" networks, and often that includes screwing them, to be frank. You were chosen and trained for just that purpose, just so we understand each other" Nadine nodded. She had been briefed on this job requirement and had no qualms about her ability to fulfill it. He finished his scotch and set the empty glass on his desk. "Your "assets" should allow you to easily bed enemy agents, get information from them, and then destroy your targets. You know the area of operation, in this case Germany, and you have received the best training available. That's why you're here. Any questions so far?" "No sir" "Good...some of the enemy spies will be women; is that a problem?" "Welll...I'm a little inexperienced in that area, sir" Nadine admitted. "No problem; I've already assigned Iris to give some additional training" Hoff stated, a slight smirk on his face. "Report to her after we're finished here; she’s the receptionist, though she does some training and other tasks as assigned. Now, about the assignment: a German industrialist, with ties to neo-nazi organizations, has stolen a nuclear weapon and is planning to detonate it in Africa. Her name is Helga Kruger, and she's very serious. You are to infiltrate the organization, kill Kruger, and stop the bomb from going off. Kruger is married, but she is a lesbian, and she is especially fond of beautiful, voluptuous women like yourself. The rest of the information you need, as well as money, plane tickets, etc, are in this packet" He handed Nadine a sealed manila envelope, which seemed quite bulky. “If there's nothing else, Iris will take over your training from here. Good Luck, Nadine" "Thank you, sir" He followed her to the door, and as she went through it, he palmed the left cheek of her lush ass and squeezed it. Nadine flashed him a knowing smile as she continued to Iris's desk. "I'm ready for my training" she announced. "I bet you are" Iris snickered. ***************** She led Nadine down a long hallway and into a large, spacious room set-up like a bedroom suite. The bedroom part is dominated by a king sized bed, among other things. “ Some of your targets will be men, but the majority will be female” Iris began. “Because of this, I’ve been assigned to give you some instruction in seduction techniques that you will need to do your job” Nadine raised her hand, a little timidly, and said “Ummm…...I’m not gay” Iris waved her off. “Gay, straight, bi...none of those things really matter, sweetie. Giving a another woman head isn’t a function of sexuality, at least not here. Some of our best female operatives don’t have a “gay” bone in their body; call it “situationally gay”. Now, we don’t have a lot of time, so pay attention; you’ll need to learn fast. Let’s start with you stripped and on the bed” Nadine has her orders, and so she strips-off her dress and tosses it onto a nearby chair. Iris knew she was stacked, but her eyes nearly pop out of her head at the sight of Nadine’s voluptuous curves clad in hot-pink bra, garter-belt, thong, and three inch heels. Her sheer, seamed stockings are smoky-black. I KNOW, I KNOW…ya want HOT Part Two soon 2 cum!