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Tease

By: Xeyda



I'm in bed. I went to bed early last night, so I managed to wake up unaided just a few minutes before my alarm, which meets silent death before it can scream into life in my ear. The house is quiet, and my thoughts turn to you.

I remember the last time you touched me, how you lit my body with such intense passion. Everything, your voice, your eyes, your hands, even the smell of your skin is like an intoxicant to me. I am addicted to you.

The warmth in your smile blooms heat in my belly, and as I remember you, my hands slide down the curves of my body lightly. That soft tease, fueled by memories of you is enough to awaken me from the inside. Just before I touch the most sensitive parts of myself...

BEEPBEEPBEEPBEEP

I wake with a jolt and glare in the general direction of the alarm clock. One arm flings out and beats the plastic annoyance into submission, while the other vainly seeks to block out the day's sun light from my face.

"Meow!" cries one of my three feline Masters.

"Alright, alright. Give me a minute, fur-face," I grumble in reply.

"MEOW!" Now the command is unmistakable, and like the well-trained pet that I am, I slog off to check food, water, cat box, and then stumble into the shower. I am followed. I am used to it, too. I have not been alone in my house's bathroom in nearly four years.

Warm water, one of life's truest and most glorious pleasures, stirs an echo of the dream-heat I felt. I angle my body so that the near stinging droplets can hit the tender skin between my legs, and think of you. Once again, my hands begin their dance, nails dragging just sharply enough from the tops of my breasts downward in slow, lazy spirals. I am just starting to tease apart the delicate lips of my sex when my roommate pounds on the door.

"That was my alarm you shut off, you are late!"

I sigh, wash quickly and try to ignore the insistent demands of release from my body. Oh, the joys of sharing a one-bedroom condo with someone whom you are not intimately involved.

Traffic is horrible, as expected, but I manage to make it to work without mishap. I have also managed to shut down that clamoring part of me that would have been the most distracting. I am calm again.

Today is the day we review our monthly finances and budget. Oh goodie. The three-hour meeting promises to be as excruciatingly boring this month as it was last month, and the time before that, and the time before that as well. I am overcome with joy as I take my seat, sipping old, too-strong coffee.

My department head drones on, blathering about the rising cost of... paperclips, for all I know. I've been with this company for ten years. I've gotten good at tuning people out. Another person stands, a woman I don't know who sits three cubicles down from me. She's been here at least as long as I have. If I cared, I might wonder at her name.

The guy sitting next to me from A.R. nudges me and gives me a look that says I look too asleep. I sit up and attempt more perkiness, listening to this unknown woman speak.

She discusses the riveting world of finance as if we are not all well versed in our decade plus jobs. I tune her out again, and debate slipping out of work early to beat the traffic. It is only ten am, and I don't think that excuse will work. Oh well. I'll just have to wait until quitting time like a good salaried employee. My attention sharpens on the discussion at hand, as I continue to sip the scalding, bitter-burnt coffee. If I am going to be here, I might as well pay attention.

... your hand, fisted deep into my hair, the thick coil of it wrapped around your fingers to give you power... you pull back with that reign, hips thrusting forward... your skin merges with mine and I scream... the sensation of you sliding in so forcefully sends me into helpless spasms but you do not stop... your thrusts, your demands on my body grow more forceful, driving the breath from me with each motion... I silently beg you not to stop as my peak rushes up again and again... I am mindless, unable and unwilling to remember a world not suffused with pleasure so intense it leaves me bleeding... your hands settle now on my hips, yanking me back faster... your own climax approaches and I am greedy to feel that sweet liquid heat pouring into my deepest flesh...

The vision releases me and I am only just able to suppress a shudder. My skin tingles distractingly, demanding attention. The meeting is just wrapping up, and I manage to keep a neutral expression as I locate my boss in the crowd. I'd worry about how long I had been lost in my daydream later.

"Frank, I've got a small emergency I need to take care of. I'll be working from home today."

Tease



Tease me, tease me, tease me. A story by Steve

She was turning 40. Yep, the big 4-0. A year older than me, and yet she was still stunning. 

Amazing. Sexy.

Dee stands 5'10" in bare feet, a big bitch of a woman in the fun sense of the word. Blessed with great genes, she is a tall curvy woman who can easily pass for 29, a fact I remind her of every time we go out. I adore watching her shower, watching her apply her makeup, and above all, watching her dress. The effect of her slipping stockings over those long, shapely legs, holds me spellbound. The way she flicks the garter belt every time she connects the stockings gets my heart rate racing. The amazingly sexy clips on her bra as she encases her ample bosoms in their lacey home. The delightfully naughty way she wiggles her immaculate ass as she pulls her thong underwear up over the firm and sensual globes I know so well makes me want to kiss and lick them right there and then.

And she knows it.

This night was no different. I had dropped the kids off at friends places for the night, and we were heading out to dinner with friends. When I opened the front door after dropping off the kids, I knew we were in for a specially memorable night. Dee was on the kitchen bench, her long legs spread wide apart, a white patch of shaving cream between her legs.

"Shave me" was all she said.

It was enough.

She threw her head back as only a sexy woman can. Hair flicked back, eyes smouldering as she watched me pick up the razor. She licked her lips as I dipped it into the bowl of warm water she had ready for me. Her legs splayed open as her moist quim beckoned for its attention. I applied the razor first to the area above her clitoris, and removed it all, leaving her love button sexily exposed and swollen. Dee moaned audibly as I then rinsed the razor and applied it to the left labia area. Slowly and gently I removed the small wisps of blonde stubble, leaving only small hair on the right hand side of her pussy. I slid a finger up and down the newly smoothed surface of the left labia, and she growled like a mongrel dog. Her nipples were sticking out, hardening as I shaved her. Never missing an opportunity to tease, she reached forward with one hand and pinched her left nipple, moaning again as she did, all the while eyeballing me with her big blue eyes.

Fuck my wife was hot. A tease too, but definitely hot.

I resumed my actions, making sure to remove every single hair from her pussy area. I adored licking Dee, and preferred it when her quim was totally smooth all over, allowing the freedom to lick, flicker and suck her pussy and clit without annoyance from pubic hair. As I finished my minx of a wife again moaned and splayed her thighs open as wide as they would go. She leaned her head back and invited me to lick. I bent forward and began to lap at her puffy lips, the musky scent of the shaving cream still evident. She langoured in the sensation of having her freshly shaven cunt licked, until the suddenly snapped her thighs shut, and jumped off the bench, dislodging my tongue halfway through its ministrations.

Aroused and firmly erect, I pursued her, finding her already in the shower. Horny from my recent experience between my minx's thighs, I disrobed and made my way into the shower with her. She kissed me sexily, her tongue wet tongue tangling with mine. We kissed and flickered tongue for minutes, my penis rapidly becoming erect against her thigh. She slowly spread her legs a little, then held my penis with her hot wet hand, guiding him between her freshly shaven lips to rest there. We cuddled and kissed like newly weds, and I was dying to lift her up and insert my erection into her moist pussy.

But Dee would have none of it. Her teasing nature took over and she forced me from the shower, my frustration and erection comparable in their enormity! I dried and applied my deodorant, before shaving and applying her favourite cologne. In the shower next to me, Dee was washing her hair, her golden locks darkened by the wetness. I simply stood and appreciated her female form as my erection gradually subsided...for now.

And so this was how I came to watch her, my forty year old wife, dry and dress for our dinner. After she had sexily put on her underwear and stockings, she reached into the wardrobe for her dress. I smiled and the blood began its journey back to the shaft of my penis. The black satin dress. It was sensational.

We locked the house and climbed into the car. I was driving, as we had arranged to pick up our best friends Jack and Chloe. I had been at college with Jack, and we were like brothers. He had never married, preferring the life of a single man, but was now engaged to Chloe, a younger woman of magnificent proportions. A brunette, her eyes and ass were her best feature. Her twin globes were almost the duplicate of Dee's, and her smouldering brown cock sucker eyes transfixed all that gazed upon them. 

As we arrived at Jack's home, they were waiting for us on the porch kissing. I tooted the horn and they broke of their kiss, Chloe's tongue clearly visibly making it's way back into her own mouth from John's as we pulled into the driveway. They climbed in the back and pleasantries were exchanged. We shared small talk as we headed off for the Thai restaurant we had booked for dinner.

Once inside we we shown to our seats, Dee opposite me and Chloe sitting next to her. Jack sat next to me, so that both couples were facing their spouse. The waiter arrived and offered to open our bottle of merlot. Dee and Chloe were red wine lovers. Jack was a beer man and I have always preferred the spirits. I ordered an ouzo and coke and we began to chat.

Conversation was totally pleasant as we discussed the engagement party plans, and also the wedding details. As the entree arrived, I felt it. Dee's foot. Unmistakably it was slowly, teasingly and very erotically snaking it's way inside the leg of my trousers as she was talking! Her long nail was digging in to my ankle, and up my shin as she sipped from her drink. Avoiding eye contact with me, she rubbed harder until her toe was able to scoop my trousers upward, allowing her foot greater access to the length of my lower leg. My cock swelled.

As she rubbed slowly up and down, knowing very well the effect it was having on my cock, she asked me to get her camera from the car. Bitch! I kidded with her and brushed her foot away, making some jokes until my cock had subsided sufficiently for me to stand without exposing myself as an erect male! She smiled at me and sexily licked the edge of her wine glass as I stood to head for the car. As I retrieved the camera from the glove compartment, I smiled at how wicked Dee could be. It was what kept our marriage sparkling after all these years. She was wicked, sexy, a tease, and I loved her for it. I am certain that I still wanted her as much now as I first did way back in the school days when we were sweethearts fumbling with each others pants.

When I entered the restaurant with her camera, Dee was nowhere to be seen. Jack was whispering in Chloe's ear. It must have been something naughty, because Chloe nervously adjusted her lovely dress and sat upright when she saw me approach. I sat down in my seat once more, and asked where Dee had gone.

"Ladies room" said Chloe.

"I see" I replied, sipping from my now almost empty drink. 

I looked around and gestured for the waiter. He came over and we ordered another round of drinks for Jack and I, as he topped up the girls' drinks. After a few minutes Dee appeared, looking refreshed and stunning. Politely she excused herself and resumed her seat. Dinner arrived and things were lovely. As we began the main meal I felt Dee's foot up high on my thigh this time. I looked at her and she winked, before almost scratching me with her big toe nail. Puzzled, I mouthed the word;

"What?"

She flicked her head in the left direction, indicating that I should look down at her foot. Checking that Jack and Chloe weren't looking, I glanced down at the damn sexy foot that was again getting a rise out of my hardening penis. I was speechless! There, dangling across her blood red painted toenails, were her panties! Her satin black thong that I had achingly watched her ease on and up over her delectable ass, were hooked on her foot. 

"Take them" she mouthed as I looked at her with surprise all over my face.

She was truly wicked. I thought then that if the chance arose I would get her back for taunting me so badly in front of Jack and Chloe, not to mention risking the fact that the waiter or another customer might see! I slowly reached down and collected my prize, feeling the satin material in my hand before slipping her panties into my pants pocket.

We continued our meal and the girls began to get tipsy. Jack too was getting a nice buzz. I however, had to drive, and so after my third spirit, ordered a coke as we enjoyed dessert. 

As we finished our meal, we made plans. Jack and Chloe had just put in a new spa, and invited us back to try it out. Our kids were staying at friends for the night, and so we took them up on their offer. Jack called the waiter over and we asked for the bill. As he bought it over and poured the coffee, I took my chance to get back at Dee. 

"None for me thanks" I said as he offered me. Reaching in to my pocket, I took Dee's panties out, and cool as a cucumber, wiped my mouth and face with them before scrunching them up and dropping them on to my dessert plate.

The guy nearly shit his pants!! He took a better look to make sure it was what he thought it was, and then politely excused himself and left, blushing profusely at the sight of my wife's panties being tossed on the table in front of him. Jack and Chloe giggled, and Dee slapped me on the shoulder.

"How could you do that to the poor guy?" she asked.

"How could you do it to me in the first place?" I asked just as fast back.

"Well I thought it was cool" said Jack, as Chloe replied with a slap of her own on his arm.

We jumped into the car and headed back to their place, the red wine, beer and good food making us all buzz with a nice ambience.Once inside, Jack took off his coat and turned on the stereo. He'd fitted some great new speakers outside above the pergola where the spa was housed, and the soft ground level lighting made it a spectacular setting. 

Chloe and Dee departed to the main bedroom as Jack offered me a towel and we both stripped off. On the way to the spa we grabbed a couple of drinks for us and a bottle of red and two glasses for the girls.The steam was just rising off the water as we dipped naked below the surface, our balls enjoying the warmth. Relaxing and sitting back, we said cheers and sipped on our drinks as we waited for the girls. The soft music was just right, and it wasn't long before Dee and Chloe appeared.

Chloe has always made no secret of the fact she hates hair, and as expected, her body was devoid of any fuzz in the pubic regions. Her lovely breasts jutted out nicely, not yet having had the stress of breastfeeding act upon them. Dee on the other hand, has stunning long legs and likes to leave a small tuft of hair above her clitoris. 

"It creates that tease factor" she always said when I asked her why she liked to leave such a small token of pubic hair above her pussy.

The girls placed their towels on the outdoor setting and then climbed in to join jack and me in the warm water. It was lovely, and the moans from both girls helped us all enjoy the atmosphere. For about thirty minutes we joked and laughed and drank, until we were all pretty wel tipsy. I had even managed to sink a few and was getting rather drunk when Chloe upped the anty.

"Steve" she asked.

"Yes babe?" I replied in a mocking tone of voice.

"Well...I was wondering why you threw Dee's panties onto the table when the waiter was still there?"

We all had a good laugh before I thought about my answer.

"Ummmmm....because she is such a sexy minx that I wanted to call her bluff for teasing me all through dinner. I had a fat practically from the entree to the coffee thanks to her foot and the fact that she dropped her knickers on my thigh after she came back from the bathroom."

"Dee, you naughty girl" said Chloe, mocking surprise. "Did you really torment your man that way baby?"

"Hell yes" said Dee, her foot making it's way again towards my cock, clearly visible for Chloe and jack to see below the clear water. 

I reached over and hit the jets button, so as to hide the fact that I was again being driven to erection my my wicked teasing Mrs. About ten minutes later, the girls excused themselves to head for the bathroom, and Jack and I decided to see how far we could take the teasing atmosphere that was prevailing that night in the spa.

"Want to have some fun with the women?" asked Jack, that hint of evil in his eye that I, his best mate, knew so well.

Grinning, I replied, "What's on your mind?".

"Well, Dee's always been far more fun that Chloe as far as sexy games go. Let's see if we can't get old Chloe to relax and flirt a little and maybe things will head the right direction. Whatya say mate?"

"Count me in pal" I replied. 

Jack, Dee and I had shared several wild nights of threesome passion before Chloe had arrived on the scene, and we all were totally comfortable with the sexual level we occasionally rose to in bed. In our early years, Dee and I had also let Jack watch us fuck on many occasions, and he had videoed and taken photos of us too. 

When the girls returned they jumped in to the water, but swapped positions this time. Dee sat next to Jack and Chloe was on my side of the square spa. Interesting. Chloe looked at me and moved closer, as I noticed Dee's hand snaking it's way toward Jack's nether regions under the water.

"In the mood for some games?" the brunette fox moaned into my ear as her had took a hold of my now rapidly firming cock.

"Absolutely, you bet!" I said, hoping I didn't seem too keen!

"Chloe and I thought we'd play some games with you guys if you're interested" said Dee, all the while her hand pumping up and down suggestively under the bubbling water on Jack's cock. I could see now that he too was erect and enjoying the ministrations of my wife's fist upon his cock as she spoke.

"Just what did you have in mind?" asked Jack, reading my mind.

"well, first we want to see how well you know your own wife's body. So, were gonna blindfold you both and test you out!".

Stepping slowly and sexily from the water, reached under her towel and grabbed two scarves she must have bought out with her when Chloe and her returned from the bathroom. I was thrilled to see they had obviously dicsussed this plan inside, and winked at Jack who was also twigging as to their plans!

Dee climbed back into the water, her awesome body slowly disappearing under the surface, just leaving her arms and breasts exposed as the dim light shone on her gorgeous globes that I had kissed, licked, felt and cum on so many times during our 16 year marriage. She first blindfolded jack, and then turned to blindfold me. We were both laughing and enjoying this game. 

"Ok boys, we're all set - you ready?" asked Dee

"As we'll ever be baby" I said.

"When you are honey" replied Jack, rubbing his hands together just above the surface of the water. With our vision gone, Jack and I strained our ears to hear sounds of the girls moving, hoping to gain any small clue. Just as I was turning my head to the left, I felt a soft fleshy portion brush my cheek. I froze, and kept as still as I could, trying to take in every detail of the body part that was touching me, hoping to figure out who and what it was. Again and again, the soft and warm flesh brushed my cheek. I think it was a thigh, or was it a buttock? I couldn't tell. 

"Shit" I thought, "What if this is Dee's ass and I guess Chloe's leg?". I knew Dee would kill me for not knowing, so I took a punt.

"That's easy, it's Dee's ass" I said trying to sound confident.

"Bu bow" I heard from both the girls in sync. "Wrong Steve. Ok, your turn now Jack" said Chloe, in that unmistakenly sexy low voice of hers.

I sat back and relaxed a little as the girls took over once more. Jack was a ripper, apparently he stuck his tongue out and tried to lick the body part the girls were pointing in his direction. I heard Jack moan a little as one of the girls placed a nipple on the bridge of his nose. He kept moaning, trying to get his tongue to make contact, but he told me later that one of the girls grabbed him by the ears and held his head still, preventing his probing tongue from making any contact.

"Hmmmmmm......I'd say that's Dee's nipple" said Jack.

Again the unified, "Bu Bow" from the girls, confirming that Jack too had made a mistake.

"You two are pathetic!" said Dee laughingly, before telling me it was my turn again.

I again sat totally still determined to get it right this time. I felt a warm fuzzy sensation near my left ear. I strained to feel it again, and also used my nose to see if I could determine a smell that I could recognise. Yep. this was easy, the patch of hair was very small, and I could detect Dee's perfume ever so slightly.

"Dee's pubic hair.....or what's left of it" I said, and both girls cheered together.

"YYYyaaaaayyy - about bloody time!!" said Dee. "Ok, your turn again Jack - let's see if you can get it right this time".

I had taken off my blindfold by this time as the girls were to go next when they'd finished this shot for Jack. I watched aroused as Dee lowered her chest and rubbed her nipples right in Jack's face, smothering him totally with her cleavage. She backed off, then repeated the sexy movement, her nipples visibly stiffening as she rubbed her best friend's husband's face with her boobs.

"Simple" said Jack, "Dee's awesome tits - I'd know them anywhere!!"

"Bastard" said Chloe, reaching down to pinch his cock shaft a little, in mock anger at his knowledge of my lovely wife's breasts.

"Ok, our turn now girls - and the pressure is on - we scored two out of four" I said.

"Hey Steve, let's make this interesting - how about a bet girls?? said Jack, his mischievious eyes looking my way!

"And just what did you have in mind sexy?" asked Chloe of her husband.

"Well, how about the losers get to give head to the winners here in the spa for ten minutes - but to the other person's partner to make it VERY interesting!!" said Jack wickedly.

"I'm in" said Dee.

"Count me in too" I said, looking to Chloe for the final vote.

"Ok, ok, but you guys are sickos" she said smiling naughtily as Jack and I high-fived each other and grabbed the blindfolds. We put the blindfolds on our own girls, and then moved to the far side of the spa to plan our strategy. The girls needed three correct answers to win, and we were both looking forward to lazing back and letting the others' wife blow us in a few minutes.As decided, Jack went first. I'd told him of Dee's hatred for feet, and so he gently placed his big toe right at the entrance to her mouth. Her lips parted, and her tongue poked out, trying to get a hint of what was touching her mouth. Jack took the chance and pushed his big toe inside her mouth, provoking an instant reaction from Dee.

"Bastard" she spat out the toe, that was Steve's bloody awful big toe" she cried in horror.

"Wrong babe. Actually it was Jack's big toe!!". 

Jack and I again high fived each other, the first one a success for us. The score was two nil to the men! It was Chloe's turn, and this time we had planned to try to throw Chloe off a little. Easing in front of her face, I placed my right thigh against her nose, and then rubbed it back and forth. Chloe stuck out her tongue and licked slowly, her tongue snaking it's way across the hair on the back of my leg.

"Steve's leg" she said without a moment's hesitation.




Tease



"Fuck Chloe, how did you get that?" asked Jack, as I dropped into the water holding my head in surprise!

"Easy Jack, his thighs are far more toned that yours!!" the little minx said in response.

"Ok, score's two-one to the guys" I said, as I moved back to the other side of the spa with Jack.

This time we decied to test Dee, and jack moved in close to her face, without quite making contact. Bending forward at the waist, he gripped his butt cheeks and eased them apart, exposing his musky butt. Then, trying very hard not to laugh, he eased backwards onto Dee's nose!! Dee flinched a little at first, but then oh so coolly stuck out her tongue and snaked it all the way up and down my best mate's ass crack. Damn that was wicked. Hot, but wicked!

"Geez you two, can't you make it any harder than that?" she asked sarcastically. "That was Jack's ass if ever I smelt it! And.......I believe the scores are level with one to go! she said in that sexy as hell smartass tone I know so well.

Jack and I had to make plans, and we came up with a beauty. This time I faced Chloe head on, as Dee removed her blindfold and watched the action. I looked over to her and she was leaning back on the edge of the spa, her 34c globes exposed and glistening with the water on them in the dim light. She looked stunning, and I was proud as punch of my gorgeous 40 year old wife as she sat their enjoying the fun.I took hold of my cock and lifted it up, the semi-hard shaft pointing upwards as I got into position. I then pushed my balls towards Chloes ear and rubbed them all over her lobes on the left hand side of her head. Quick as a flash she snapped her head around and managed to lap at my balls with her tongue. I enjoyed the sensation, and so stayed still long enough to let her get a few quick licks at my scrotum before moving away again.

I moved back next to Jack and then said, "See if you can get THAT one smartass".

Chloe hesitated for a moment, then sexily licked her lips and caressed her own boobs, relishing in the exhibitonist nature of the situation. 

"Well fellas, you best get those tongues of yours ready, cos the two of you owe us ten minutes of oral pleasure I believe. Steve, that was definitely your hairless balls that just brushed my ear right??"

Jack and I looked at each other astonished.

"But......how.......how the hell did you know that hun? a stunned Jack asked his foxy wife.

"Well, I knew you hadn't shaved your nuts in ages, and when my tongue made contact with the balls near my ear, I certainly didn't feel any hair, so I figured it must have been Steve!"

She was right, and they had us. Laughing together, the girls lay their bodies back against the walls of the spa, their delectable pussies both hovering just above the surface of the water. Dee's was totally hairless except for the tuft above her clit, and Chloe's totally smooth smoo did nothing to hide the bulging clitoris that was obviously aroused by the situation unfolding in the hot waters of the spa.

"Ok boys, pay your bets" said Chloe, suprising me a little by taking control of the situation. 

Jack and I glanced at each other before swapping sides and moving in between the legs of our mates wife. This was getting interesting I thought as I took Chloe by the legs and began licking my way towards her pussy. I looked over at Dee and her eyes were closed as she felt the first touch of her best friend's husband's tongue upon her bare cunt. Dee adores being licked, and I knew the erotic nature of what was happening would intensify her orgasm and probably speed it up a little too!

I reached forward with my hands and gently parted Chloe's lips, exposing her now really swollen clitoris. Her bud was slightly smaller than Dee's, but I knew that she liked it to be licked and bitten in combination, as Jack had told me how he had driven her to orgasm that way many times in the past. I commenced a routine of tease, tickle amd just a little bit of torture, eliciting a long gutteral moan from Chloe as my tongue first hit home, then a small shriek as I bit down on her bud the first time. She was soon moaning audibly as i continued to perform my oral duties and paying my bet!

Meanwhile Dee had Jack firmly by the hair and didn't look as though she planned on letting him go anytime soon. Jack was what I call a "lapper" and he was really trying hard to make Dee cum in record time. I giggled a little as i watched his head thrashing back and forth between my wife's legs as she held him firm. Her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back, and her nipples were really, really hard, indicating her arousal was almost at it's peak. I expected to see her climax any minute as Chloe suddenyl started to buck and writhe underneath my tongue. Her actions snapped me back to the task at hand and I managed to bring her off with about a minute's more licking and biting of her now fully erect clit. She came and started to thrash in the water, her splashing sending Dee into her own wild climax. The best moment was when, whilst both being licked and climaxing on the tongue of their best friends' husnabd, both women reached over and pinched and played with the others' nipples. 

Man that was hot!!

Jack and I relaxed back into the water, our debt paid for the moment.

"Wow" said Dee. "That was great Jack - you can lose a bet to me anytime tiger!"

Just as she flicked her hair back over her head, Chloe reached over and kissed her soft on the lips. I moaned and reached for my own hardening cock as the two spunks locked lips and tongue kissed openly in front of jack and I. It was awesome to watch my wife and her best friend pash each other in the post orgasmic bliss they were sharing. Jack stood up, unable to wait any longer, his erection spearing the night air as he rose above the water. 

"It's my turn" he said, and moved in towards Dee.

I took this as a cue and joined him, my own penis aiming directly at his cute wife's hot mouth. Chloe rolled forward in the water onto her knees and took my cock in her hungry mouth. Dee too moved forward and engulfed Jack in one go. 

"Ok girls, see how fast you can make us cum. Winner gets a double fuck ok??"

Without stopping both girls nodded and moaned in approval. Chloe went berserk on my cock, obviously keen to be impaled by Jack and I. Before three minutes had passed though, I looked over at Jack and noticed that he was intensely grimacing. I glanced at Dee and saw that her nose was firmly embedded in his pubic hair, his cock deeply buried in my hot wife's cocksucking mouth and throat. Without warning he threw his head back and gripped Dee by the hair, his balls contracting in that tell-tale sign that a man is cumming. Dee gulped and swallowed at leat two full mouthfulls, and I started to shoot my own load deep into Chloe's mouth just as he finished pumping into Dee's throat. I looked down at Chloe and the little fox never missed a beat. She eyeballed me the whole time I dumped spurt after spurt of hot cum deep into her hungry throat. Damn it was good.

However good it was, Chloe had lost the second bet of the evening, and so she moved back a little and then hopped out of the water. 

"I'll get us some drinks while you three get started" she said, and wiggled her wet ass and legs off towards the kitchen. In the spa the action heated up again, as Jack and I, now partially soft from the wonderful blowjobs we'd just received from each others' wife, moved in on Dee. She moaned and took each shaft in her hand as we started to kiss and suck her nipples. Dee's boobs are the trigger point for her, and she loves them being treated quite rough during times of high arousal. This was certainly one of those times, and as Chloe returned with a tray of drinks, she smiled seeing Jack and I both biting hard on Dee's nipples as she stroked our cocks under the water.

Chloe sat on the edge of the spa, her own fingers probing her clit and pushing inside her pussy as the two of us worked Dee over. I moved my hand down to find her pussy, and met Jack's hand already insde her, his fingers deep inside probing and finger fucking her. I joined him, and we both fingered Dee as we bit her nipples. Her hands were now gripping us both by the hair as we finger fucked her together. I snaked a finger back further, and found the entrance to her asshole. Gently I pushed it inside, and pumped it in and out a few times. She was in heaven now, two fingers in her pussy, one in her tight ass and two mouths sucking and chewing her tits. Slowly...without dislodging any of the fingers, Dee moved onto her hands and knees in the middle of the spa, her ass just sticking out above the level of the water. It was an impressive sight. Her was my 40 year old wife, her amazingly tight ass stuck in the air with my index finger pumping in and out of her tight hole, whilst my other index finger was buried in her pussy as my best mate's three fingers also fucked her. Chloe was still watching from the edge, and so I removed my finger from Dee's pussy and reached over to rub Chloe's thigh as she fingered her own clit.

I noticed that Jack was getting hard again, mainly thanks to the combination of Dee 's hand on his cock and his own fingers fucking her pussy. My organ too was starting to swell again, and Chloe moved so that her foot could reach down and rub my shaft. Dee was ready for more, and so she pushed jack bak against the edge of the spa, before turning away from me and straddling Jack. She reached down and I knew she was guiding my best friend's cock inside her pussy. Yes, she was fucking Jack.

Jack lay back and held Dee by the hips as he slow fucking motion began to create waves in the spa. She is an awesome sight when fucking, and seeing her from behind, I loved the way her back muscles tensed every time she thrust downwards on Jack's erect penis buried deep inside her. The two of them made a lovely vision, and I stood to offer Dee my cock to suck. Eagerly she took me in her mouth, and she was now being filled at both ends, my cock in her mouth, her fist around my shaft, and my mate Jack's cock pumping her pussy at the same time.

Chloe had obviously seen enough, and must have wanted in on the action, because she climbed off the edge and positioned herself over my erection, before dropping down and completely lodging my cock inside her. She looked acorss and tongue-kissed her husband, as she fucked herself on my dick. It was a wonderful situation, we were all fucking each other and feeling great. Soon though, Chloe wanted more. She turned to face away from me, stood from the water, and then slowly, carefully pushed a wet finger inside her ass and pumped up and down a few times right in front of my face. I watched in awe as she withdrew, licked and slurped spit all over her finger, before returning it to her asshole and then pushing another finger inside, gradually loosening up her bowels for what I hoped would be my cock!

As she made the opening relax and widen, she slowly lowered herself down until the head of my cock was at her back door. I reached forward and gripped her by the hips, guding her slowly down until the head of my cock popped inside her anus. There is truly no sensational like that of the moment your cock head pokes inside a tight woman's ass as far as I am concerned. It amazes me always the way the whole shincter relaxes and engulfs the shaft once the bulbous head has penetrated the outer opening. Anyway, once she had relaxed a little and got comfortable with me fucking her ass, my best friend's wife Chloe went made fucking me with her butt. She slammed down on me again and again, making sure my wife and her husband knew what was happening.

"Oooh fuck Steve, take my ass and make it bleed" she said. "Stick your fat cock deep in my ass and cum as far up as you can I want to you to cum so deep that I tatse it baby - pump my asshole full of your hot cum....hurry - fuck my ass now you bastard!".

I just treid not to think about what was happening, as I knew thinking too much would make me shoot my load again! I grabbed her by the hair and pulled back, jamming her body downwards, lodging my cock as far up her ass as it could go.

""OOOOoww" she grunted. "More, more MOE Steve".

Who was I to argue? I jammed it in again and again, amazed at how much this fox was taking up her ass. I just looked over and watched my own wife being fucked frmo behind by Jack. She looked absolutely stunning as she took it doggie style riding on top of Jack.

"Jack, come over here and fill me up now. I want to be double fucked baby, and I want it 

NOW!" demanded Chloe. 

I had always known she was a firecracker, but tonight she was exploding for sure! Dee reluctantly climbed off Jack's cock and he moved in front of his wife who was riding my cock facing away from me. I sat still a moment and released my grip on Chloe's hips, replacing them with my own wife's boobs as she moved in next to me and started to kiss me. It was a rather horny situation now. Here I was, my stiff cock up the tight ass of my best mate's wife, as he pushed his own cock into her pussy from the front. I could feel him enter her, and as we started a fucking rhythmn, the two cocks pistoning in and out at the same time, my own wife was tongue kissing me. Dee then moved round to the side of us three, and as we all fucked, she lifted her pussy and took Chloe by the chin, aiming her clit right at Chloe's mouth. Chloe was fast to catch on, and started to lick Dee as the four of us combined to make a sensational fuckfest in the spa.

Amazing though it may seem, we all announced our orgasms as almost the same moment. Jack said he was goig to cum, just as I felt the sperm rising in my own shaft, and Chloe moaned loudly round Dee's clit that she too was about to cum. Dee said nothing. She didn't have to. Her body gave her away. Her breasts heaved upwards and her nipples pulsed as the climax wracked ber body and she collapsed in a writhing heap on Chloes tongue. Deep inside Chloe's cunt, her own husband spewed hot jism into her womb. Chloe absolutely went mad in convulsions as she felt the seed from her husband deposited inside her, and my cock could not stand it any longer. As Chloe jammed down in her orgasm on my cock embedded in her asshole, her bowels were flooded with my own cum. I gripped her shoulders and stuffed every last cemtimetre of my cock into her depths as her ass was flooded and began to overflow all over the spa. There was cum everywhere in the water and climaxing bodies were wriggling everywhere when I opened my eyes from my own orgasm.

It was truly magnificent.



Tease



You lie there on the bed, nude your sexy body completely bared. A silk scarf covers your eyes acting like a blindfold, as your arms are suspended above you and handcuffed to the railing of the bed. Your legs are spread wide and scarves matching that of the one covering your eyes secure your ankles to the bedposts. You lay there nervous yet aroused. Your nipples stand up in the cool air that carries throughout the bedroom.

You feel the weight upon the bed as I move over to you, leaning down over your nude body and I lay a soft kiss upon your lips before whispering in your ear to enjoy. The next sensation sends a shock through your body as a single ice cube slowly runs down across your neck, only to be followed by my warm lips. Kissing your soft skin I let the ice cube trail lower, across your collar bone and in between your breasts. My kisses not far behind. Seeing you breathing a bit harder now and listening to your soft whimpers as I tease you I slowly circle your left breast with the ice cube, leaving a trail of water as it melts against your hot skin. I watch as your nipple grows harder as the ice cube approaches. Lightly running the ice cube around the outside of your nipple I hear you gasp out in shock and in pleasure as the cold sensation and bring the ice up and over the very tip of your nipple, then pulling it away my lips set down upon your chilled breast, and my tongue runs over your stiff nipple. Circling it and rubbing it with the warmth of my tongue. Your breathing becomes a bit more ragged as I suck upon you for a moment before moving to your right breast. Running the ice cube up over it like with the left one. To once again let my lips and tongue warm the chilled nipple.

I let the ice cube lay between your cleavage for a moment before sliding it downwards to run across your body, Melting upon your stomach completely as small streams of water run across it. My tongue slowly then runs up over your stomach, licking your soft skin and the water off of it. Taking another ice cube I move lower tracing it along your panty line and then softly blowing on your skin as I trail the ice cube with my lips, before slowly sliding the ice cube down over your soft outer lips. Your body jerks at first and then I hear you moan and watch you squirm as I run the ice cube down across your outer lips, seeing them grow red and tight, swelling with arousal. I lean down and let my breath ease across you pussy lips before letting my tongue slide across you as light as a feather. You moan and beg me to fuck you but I'm far from finished.

Parting your lips gently I see that you have already grown wet due to my teasing, and lets my tongue slide up and over your clit, circling the tip of it. You begin to moan more and push your hips upwards to meet my lips wanting, needing more. I then take that same ice cube and slide it up and over your inner lips, watching it melt quickly against your hot inner lips, the last of the cold ice running up and over your clit. I can feel you shaking and moaning loudly now as your clit sticks out for me to see, my tongue plays lightly with it keeping you from cumming just yet. Then taking another bit of ice I run it over your clit first and down across your pussy lips before pushing it past your lips and within you, letting the ice cool off your hot sex. You moan and squirm as I Do this, fighting against the bonds that restrain you, moaning. I then lean down and begin to run my tongue along your inner lips, pushing it within you and licking you as the ice melts, my tongue warm and hot against your chilled pussy. My tongue darts in and out of you until I feel you push up tightly and hear you moan deeply. My lips are rewarded with your juices, licking you I run my tongue over your lips drawing your nectar into my mouth.

Taking then another ice cube I run it over your steaming hot pussy, teasing you once more as I move upwards and kiss your stomach, I take the ice cube and I push it into you again, letting it chill you once more but before it melts completely within you I follow it with my manhood. Raising your hips I slowly push myself into you, allowing you to feel the hotness of my cock and the coldness of the ice cub at the same time. Resting within you for a moment I slowly begin to slide myself in and out of you. Long, slow, and deeply I push my cock into you, thrusting slowly as more of a torture of pleasure. Forcing your next climax to build rather then come onrushing in. You pull at your bindings as you try to fuck me faster. Needing more then what im giving you. Yet I hold back only to heighten it all. 

After the ice has completely melted and your moans have grown into pleas of need do I begin to move faster. Holding you bound body I begin to slide myself in and out of you faster. I take great pleasure in hearing you moan and pant in desire as I fill you completely. You cry out as you feel a climax rushing onwards and I speed up, driving my cock deeply in and out of you. You don't scream rather then shake your heard back and forth in a voiceless cry of pleasure. Feeling your body grow tight I push deeply in and out of you, fucking you throughout your climax. Until my own catches up. I hold you close to me as I push in and out of you and moan your name deeply as I arch my back and push within you and cum deep inside of you.

Laying there panting, and covered in a thin layer of sweat I kiss over your body, across your breasts and neck until I find your lips and meet you with a deep and sensual kiss of satisfaction.



Tease



For Michael...

Do I get my reward now, baby?

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Hi baby. I know you've been waiting for me come to you tonight. I know you woke up this morning and knew that tonight I'd be here waiting for you, and all day you've felt the anticipation build in our body, the excitement of tonight in the back of your mind, turning you on, as you allow yourself flashes of the pleasure I'm going to give you tonight...my lips on your cock my hands on your balls, my young, sweet, tight little Asian pussy fucking your cock...

You've been waiting for this all week, because Tonight I'm your naughty kinky little sex toy, coming back to report to you of all the sexy, slutty tasks you've given me this week. and I have a surprise for you...not only am I going to tell you about them...but I've videotaped every single second, you're going to get to watch your little kitten play a nasty little slut. 

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Tease



I was enjoying a lazy Sunday afternoon by channel surfing while laying on my couch. It was all good, doing nothing, and I was quite enjoying it. My partner had run out to "get a few things" and it's just as well because I hadn't even taken off my housecoat and I had no intention of getting dressed. I surfed by reruns of I Love Lucy, I surfed by a football game long enough to admire some butts in tight pants, and cruised right on to the Playboy channel. I chuckled at the soft-core porn but realized that it'd been awhile. My hand drifted through the folds of my housecoat, and in the spirit of laziness I softly flicked and rubbed with no intention of making myself orgasm, but rather to just enjoy some mild stimulation. The most I that I could achieve by the gentle wandering of my fingers was that I'd be primed for my lover later on.

I heard the key in the door and removed my fingers, licked them, and changed the channel back to I Love Lucy. My lover walked in the room just as Ricky was bellowing "LUCY! You have some 'splainin' to dooo!" He smiled at me, and I smiled back at him. His face is just luscious, and I love to stare at it. He walked up to me and leaned in, for what I thought was a kiss. He hadn't said a word to me up to that point, not even hello, not a recount of what he did while he was out, nothing at all. There may have been a split second where I thought that was curious, for him to say nothing at all, but a split second was all I had...

Instead of kissing me he grabbed the back of my hair hard and yanked me to my feet. My housecoat which had been loosened by my earlier playing fell open baring my body to him. He looked at me from head to toe and I recognized that look on his face, that sadistic look, that look that told me I'd have a ride that I would not soon forget; one that I would feel for days. I wondered what brought it on, why would he come home from - where did he go? The hardware store maybe? I hadn't been paying attention, but why would he come home like this from anywhere?

Still, he did not speak. He dragged me as I grinned stupidly into my bedroom. On the way up I imagined what he'd do. I thought, he'll throw me down, pin me, and rape me. He'll want me to struggle, of course, those games aren't unusual. I prepared to be thrown down hard upon my bed, or even the floor, but it didn't happen. One of the kitchen chairs was placed by the corner of my bed. I hadn't noticed that he'd moved it there. Roughly, he directed me into it. Then, he finally spoke.

"Stay." he said. It wasn't a request; it was a command. I didn't mind playing this game, and merely sat pondering what direction it might take.

Deftly, he tied me to the chair with my legs spread and fastened to the bottom of the chair legs. Sitting there spread, I thought of how nice his tongue was going to feel on me. Once he was satisfied with my bonds, he looked at me, smiled softly, and brushed my cheek with his hand. His face hardened again and he slapped me. My head reeled from the smack and when I recovered he was behind me. My breath was already accelerating when he slipped the blindfold over my eyes and tied it tightly. I couldn't see anything, and I waited for the whip, or his tongue, or his hand which might have been hard, harsh, and brutal, or just as easily soft, loving, and tender.

Nothing happened. I just sat there, feeling the soft breeze in the wake of his leaving. 

What?

It's interesting how immediately one's other senses become acute when one of them is taken away. In the air that he left behind I could discern a scent that wasn't entirely his, there was something else, diffuse, but certainly there. His footsteps fell softly, but I could still determine that he'd left, was going downstairs, and opening the door. As he came back, soft as the footfalls were, I knew he was not alone. I remained silent. I pulled on my binds, and they were as expected, tight.

The creak of my bed was the next thing I heard, and shuffling. Deeply, I breathed in through my nose. The scent was much stronger now, there was definitely someone else in the room, and that someone else was definitely female. She wore no perfume, but she'd recently showered and the aroma of her shampoo and her soap filled my brain with an image. My wondering overtook me, and as committed as I was to remaining silent, I had to ask.

"What are you doing?"

The reply that I received was a moan that was barely distinguishable, hardly more than a yeilding sigh. A small yelp followed the moan. Sharper, more pronounced, bordering on a scream. Visions were starting to form in my head. He was playing with her, probably sticking his fingers inside her, and rubbing her pussy.

"What's going on?" I said, shortly.

The reply was a loud moan, followed by the distinct sound of a slap, and then an all out scream. He just made her cum. Hard even. I was so confused. Unbidden, tears formed in my eyes. No, I'm not the jealous type, but I didn't get this, I didn't understand what was happening. Why wouldn't he answer me? Why wouldn't he have asked me? I would have been fine with it all, but at least I would have understood.

As her rapid breathing subsided it began to rise again, although it was a gentle rise. Instead of being forcefully thrown into orgasm, she was being brought up tenderly. He was going down on her. With that realization, more tears welled into my eyes and I sobbed, not willing to speak again only to be ignored. She gasped and moaned softly, and uttered a word, that was only remotely audible.

"Yes..."

Despite my confusion and frustration I began to envision it from the beginning from her eyes. She entered my room, saw me bound to a chair on the edge of my bed, and proceeded to be forced into orgasm within what was probably record time for her, in a way that she'd never cum before. I well know what he's capable of, and it seemed like he was pulling out all the stops. I felt his tongue against me through the sounds of her body moving and her throat failing to comply with her desire to remain silent. He'd probably told her not to make a noise. I could imagine him doing that, telling her "Don't you make a sound or I'll gag you."

The vibration in the air became slightly rhythmic, she was getting close. My own pussy started to well up. I know that touch, I know that tongue, I know it all so well, but you don't girl. You don't know at all. You have no idea what you're getting, what's coming next, or that you'll be cross-eyed with pleasure by the time you decide you're done. You'll be done first, of that I'm certain.

The woman whose pussy was beneath the tongue of my lover screamed out, I could feel the pushing in her echo, I could sense the incredulity in her tone, I could hear the gush. Then I could feel my own. The chair was soaked; he made me cum too - the bastard.

"PRICK!" I screamed out.

His smile was tangible. Before the final note of my scream dissipated he was on her, fucking her. I could hear the rocking, the sounds of his skin pounding against hers, the grunts, and groans, and moans, and whispers. I could hear him fucking her hard, I could smell her pussy, but I couldn't look and I couldn't touch, I could only sit there. The woman bucked up into him as he gave her everything, hard. He was being exceptionally brutal. He was fucking her like I love to be fucked, as hard as possible, deep, until he shakes the inner core of my being, until I cum as one with the Universe, until I don't know my own goddamned name. I came again, and I couldn't stop. I was howling along with his friend, all alone and bound, unable to do anything at all and unable to control it. I could feel the hot liquid running down my legs, cooling as it neared the floor. I was losing my breath, I was screaming loud, all without a single touch I was coming with stars in my covered eyes.

The woman screamed "STOP!! PLEASE STOP!!" and I smiled inwardly.

"Don't stop, don't STOP!" I screamed in protest. "MORE! Fuck with me more!"

"Please...." she whimpered, pathetically. "I can't... can't.... "

He stopped. The tears were running down my cheeks, the cum was flowing hard out of me as my body convulsed. It started to slow. If he would just say something it would go on... it would continue. I heard her scream in pain, then felt her face thrust between my legs hard.

"Lick it up." he said, and it was enough to make me cum again, the mere sound of his voice was enough at that point to send me back over the edge. She didn't touch my flesh though, she licked my cum from the chair.

I heard some more scuffling as she lapped up my juices from the vinyl seat cover. "Clean her." he said. I felt her mouth on my ankle, then up my leg, the other side, and my thighs.

"NOW!" he screamed as her mouth thrust onto my pussy. *CRACK* within a second of that word, the whip lashed against my shoulders, and as the blood flowed from the welt, my pussy gushed volumes all over her face. She gasped, and I'm not certain how I was even aware of it. I could hear him laugh, I could hear her sob, I could feel every single atom of my existence thrust outward, exploding. No, bastard, no you won't...

"You will NEVER spend me!" I screamed. The whip crashed again. The trickle of blood down my back was refreshing, it gave me focus. "You PRICK you'll NEVER do it!" I bellowed as I came again on the face between my legs.

When I returned to earth I was lying on my bed and my lover was sleeping peacefully beside me, his breaths rising and falling in rippling waves. The woman was gone. The mess was cleaned. I touched his back and smiled. 



Tease



I pull into the driveway and realized how late I am getting home. The dinner meeting I had with my clients had lasted until I had driven half of the way home in the dark. I notice that the light in the study on the other side of the house is on. You must be in there reading, or looking up dirty cheerleader pictures I hope with a sultry smile. You are always super hot after a session of smutty pics. 

I remote open the garage door and notice that the light has burned out. I'll have to ask you to fix that for me. You know I'm scared of the dark. I ease the car into the garage slowly, the headlights in the almost complete darkness casting eerie shadows. I step from the car, and then bend over to reach across for my purse that is leaning against the passenger side door.

I hear a noise behind me, but before I can straighten up to see what it is, a strong arm encircles my waist and covers my mouth.

Terrified I immediately begin to struggle. I claw at the leather covered hand that is across my mouth masking my screams and thrash and kick back at the man behind me. 

"It's no use." He rumbles in a deep voice. 

He easily lifts my struggling body and forces me face first onto the trunk of the car. Reaching up under my skirt, he roughly rips of my panties and stuffs them into my mouth. When he removes his hand, I prepare to spit out my panties and scream. I suddenly feel the cold press of a knife against my throat. He chuckles as I instantly still. 

"Heh. Now you understand don't you? Otherwise... well we wouldn't want your man to find you now would we?"

He takes the knife and rips through the back of my blouse, yanking the front of it down and tossing it into the blackness of the garage. 

"Hold on a second" he grunts. You listen intently as he leaves you for 20 seconds only to start again as a soft light brings focus to the are. He's lit a camping lantern. "I haven't watched you so long to not be able to see what I'm fucking now" he growls.

Ideas and questions are speeding through my mind. Who is this man? When and where has he been watching me?

He reaches around my hips and yanks down my skirt. Next he uses his knife to cut the back strap of my bra. As he comes around my side to pull it off my breasts, I try to get some sense of who this man is. Do I know him? How does he know me?

A mask, leaving his lips and chin free to look at, covers the upper part of his face and hair. He sees me looking at him and roughly shoves my head in the other direction. "Don't fucking look at me slut!! Did I say you could look at me?! He rips off my ruined bra and pushes me into the car. "Now be a good girl," he roughly whispers into my ear, "and stay there until I tell you that you can move." 

At his words, my body clenches and calms. The little slutty submissive in me wants to do what he says!

He leans his body, which I notice he has stripped bare, against my back and reaches around to harshly squeeze my breasts. "Ooooohhh," I moan into my gag. I couldn't even tell the difference if I was feeling scared, hurt, or turned on. 

"Do you think you can prance around in your slutty cloths, and cock tease every guy you meet and not have to deal with the consequences?" he asks while cruelly crushing my nipples between his fingers. 

"Ahhh" I scream, because it's too much. 

His hands travel down my body, squeezing tightly on my waist, then grabbing and clutching the globes of my ass. He leans into my ear again as one hand moves around and cups my mound. "You're a little slut, a whore. Whenever you smile, your eyes are saying come fuck me." 

I gasp as he shoves a finger up my pussy and finds it wet already. 

"Heh, Heh" he says in a satisfied tone, "I guess I was right"

I can't believe it!! This man who is about to force me to have sex with him is turning me on!! How could this be happening? But part of my mind knows that I am a little slut and a cock whore. Knows that I want to be fucked.

Without preamble, he kicks my legs apart and shoves a monster of a cock up my not completely ready cunt. "Unngg" we both grunt. Me from the force of his trusting, and him from the feel of my tight twat engulfing the head of his cock.

He grabs my hair and pulls my head back, arching my back, and pulling me back onto his cock as he works it inch by inch into my pussy. 

"Unnnggg!!! Aarggg!!" he shouts as his come shoots into my cunt. 

Oh my god! I can't believe it is over that quickly I think. Part of me is relieved, but another more lascivious part is disappointed that I won't get to writhe on that big thick cock that is still pulsing cum into me.

"Don't get your hopes up bitch," he grunts, "I'm not even close to being finished with you." And with that he starts sawing his fuck stick in and out of my pussy, building up speed with the addition of his cum as lubricant. He smacks my ass and pounds into me. Over and over and over again he shoves into me, panting and huffing as he works.

I squeeze my eyes tight as I can, trying not to feel it, trying not to give into my urge and fuck back at him. I can't believe how much I want to shove my ass back at him to make his thrusting faster and harder. 

I thrash my head from side to side and start to moan. 

He picks up speed when he realized that I am starting to enjoy the pounding he is giving my pussy.

"Yeah! Bitch! Do you like that slut? Do you like being stuffed with this cock?" 

That is it for me; I can't hold it back any more and spit out the gag in my mouth.

"Oohhh yes!" I cry as he pulls my knees up to spread me wider. "Fuck yes, oh baby, fuck that pussy! Tear that fucking pussy up" I can't help it!! 

The come slut that I am is loving this stranger shoving his thick long cock into my wet, and already come filled cunt.

"Fuck me harder, harder, harder" I yell. "Make this whore cum." 

"Oh hell yeah!" you say. "Take it. Take this fucking cock into your slutty slit" 

His cock is swelling and his thrusts are becoming more erratic. I try to rub my clit against the car; I don't want him to come before I do!

Too late, you realize that isn't going to happen.

"Coming in your cunt!! Filling you up with my cum. Unnnnn.... Take it bitch.... Take that come..." he's still pumping away at my pussy. I can feel what seems to be a gallon of cum being deposited into my hungry snatch. "Aarrrrgggggggggggg" with one last shove he finishes with me and backs up. My knees can't hold me and I sag to the floor.

He walks up and grabbing my hair tilts my head up toward his face. Grabbing his cock he starts to rub the slimy mess into my face. 

"You didn't think I would let a cock tease like you get what she wanted did you?" 

He's right. All I want right now is to have a fat cock shoved up me making me come.



Tease



You walk through the door and I know immediately that you have had a very bad day. You sit down on the couch heavily and lean forward running your fingers through your hair, still not having said a word to me in greeting, not even a kiss. 

I make your coffee and hand it to you and you look up at me. 

"I'm sorry baby, it's not been a good day." 

I smile and reply, "No problem," as I bend to kiss you. 

You look at me and tell me that you are not being fair, that you should not come here in this sort of mood and that I deserve better. I kneel in front of you and tell you that it does not matter and that I am almost glad that you do -- at least I know this is you I am getting and not someone who is 'putting on a face'. I tell you what I want and it's this:

I want you for you, I want to take your body and for a short space of time make it mine - I want to take all the knots out of your back and rub them away, I want to take your mouth and explore it with my tongue, that wonderful mouth that knows me. 

I want to run my nails across your chest lightly making you shiver then nibble your nipples until they are hard against my fingers and tongue then as I move down your chest I'll blow in your tummy button to make you giggle (and just to make sure you are still with me!) as I move down my tongue and mouth exploring you, my fingers feeling your body underneath them I'll kiss your cock from base to tip, up one side of your shaft and down the other, pausing at the top to run my teeth oh so gently over your head, making it twitch and stand proud in anticipation, and making you moan and squirm, raising your knee and opening your legs to let me get to your balls. 

With my thumb gently running back and forth over your head, I'll take your balls in my mouth and massage them with my tongue, paying special attention to the bit between your asshole and balls, the bit that is so sensitive to the touch and which makes you swell even more (so what are you going to do with your hands while this is going on? shall I give you use of them? I haven't made my mind up yet!) 

Taking my hand away from your shaft and my mouth away from your balls, I move down to your thighs, kissing and nipping them while you protest quietly, wanting me to move back up again (not yet). I'll lick the backs of your knees and move down to kiss the soles of your feet and flick in between your toes with my tongue before making my way back up your body. 

I move back up your body planting tiny, light, kisses up your legs, and, when I move over your cock, which by now is huge, erect and beautiful, and start moving up your belly again, you become a little more vocal - no words, just noises, almost pleading me to get back down your body again. 

I look up at you smiling, your eyes are shut and you're biting your bottom lip - I know my work is good! Lowering my head again I get back to work moving back down and kissing your head again, tasting the pre-cum on my lips. I open my mouth and take you in, making you gasp at the warmth, running my tongue around your shaft I feel every vein standing out, my body feels every shiver going through you. 

I know that if I am not careful this will be over far too quickly for both of us, so I move my mouth slowly up to your head, running my tongue around and around then quickly plunge back down again as far as I can take you. You groan, the noise coming from deep within your throat, loud against the silence of the room. I carry on doing it, up slowly and down fast, each time you let out a silent moan until I feel you starting to tremble. Knowing that you are about to cum I pull away completely and move up your body to kiss you. How much more of this can you take? I'm about to find out. 

I kiss you deeply, letting you taste yourself in my mouth and when I pull away you ask me to go back down and pump you again. I will, in a minute, I don't want you cumming too quickly do I? I move slowly down your body again back to your very swollen shaft and I take it again into my mouth - the sound of relief in your throat is testament to my work. My mouth moves up and down you, sucking with each stroke bringing you nearer and nearer my goal, you feel my breast on your leg, my nipple hard. 

My clit is rigid and I am soaked, proof that you are not the only one who is turned on and close to cumming. Your hips move under me, in time with each stroke and you rise to meet me each time. My hands on your hips, my nails digging in, making you buck and convulse. 

I hear three words "I'm cumming, now!" and in that split second I decide not to prolong your agony and ecstasy any longer by pulling away again, so I take you as deep as I can into my mouth and swallow as you cum, spurt after spurt of cum hitting the back of my throat making me swallow it, the salt taste in my mouth. 

I hear you breathing heavily, and, knowing I am on the verge of cumming myself, I move up your body knowing that if I take your still erect cock just once I will have reached my second goal. 

I take you just once, hard and deep into me, the feel of it making me cry out loud as I cum hard and violently, convulsing on top of you. All my energy flows from me into and over you, making you buck your hips once more to see how deep you can really go, stretching me to the limit making me cry out loud. 

I collapse on to you breathing fast, feeling you deep, tiny currents of electricity running through me making me shudder, feeling you still inside me, not wanting to move away from that. Your arms come round me as we lie there and try and remember that we are two. 

When I give you use of your hands again, you use them oh so carefully, lightly and gently while you make love to me and make me cum again and again as you always do, my clit rigid against your pubic bone feeling you as you grind it, making me cum deeper and harder each time until the end when you cum with me, both of us losing every sense of the world outside our bodies. 

Knowing that there is more in me - you move down my body to my clit, and, taking it deep into your mouth and sucking hard. You immediately make me cum again, my hips raising so far off the bed that you have to push me back down again, sucking and licking me until I can't do anything but moan, my juices pouring over your tongue and knowing that just makes me flow more.

I am so wet I almost squelch! You drink every bit down, your tongue feeling as though it is searching for more. I continue to cum, tiny spasming bursts through my body, one continuous orgasm as you remove your mouth and move up my body again to kiss me. Tasting me just makes me flow more and I feel you hard and warm against me. Rolling over you move behind me and plunge deeply into me. Instinctively my head goes back and the noise from my throat is almost a howl. 

One hand on my hip to guide me and one in my hair to make sure I cannot get away, you thrust deep and hard, claiming me yet again, as you push behind me and I come back to meet you, feeling your stomach against my bum. Your hands come to my shoulders and you pull me back against you in time with every thrust, harder and harder until we both start to shudder again.

We cum together perfectly and collapse in a heap. I feel the warmth of you against my back, our breathing in time with each other and as we both come down we move, never not touching, until we are next to each other again and you are holding me in your arms, my ear against your chest listening to your heart slowing and knowing that we have served each other well.



Tease



Mia turned in her seat. Some movie was playing, but all she could focus on was the person beside her. He was beautiful. His name was Alex, and she'd had a crush on him ever since high school. She couldn't believe it when he'd asked her out, he with the gorgeous eyes and sexy smile.

And the stud in his left earlobe.

The opening credits played, and Mia snuggled closer to Alex. His arm was slung around her, fingers barely inches away from her left breast.

The movie started, and Mia turned her attention to it. Everything went fine until a hot scene came on.

Mia started breathing harder, heavier, as she watched the protagonist slip a hand under his lover's skirt. 

Alex stirred. He looked down at her, and grinned his sexy smile. She looked back up at him and watched his lips. Reaching out carefully, she traced the line of his lower lip. His eyes darkened.

Gently, their lips met. Alex shifted his arm and pulled Mia closer. He slanted his mouth over hers, opening her lips and sliding his tongue in. She gasped softly and arched up under him, running her hand over his jaw, neck and chest. 

Slowly, he moved his hand from her cheek down to her neck and arms.

Mia felt herself throb with desire. She moved in her seat, watching Alex's dark eyes as his hand went lower, sliding over her breasts and down to her belly. He stopped there for a moment and looked at her. She bit her lip and pushed his hand to the front of her jeans. 

Alex ran a finger over the line of the zipper, and slowly tugged it down. Snapping open the button he eased her jeans lower, and slid a hand inside, feeling her through her panties. Mia gasped quietly.

The boy in front dropped his popcorn. Everyone's attention shifted from the movie to the boy for a minute, and Alex leaned back, leaving his hand immobile in Mia's jeans. 

Mia slowly moved her hips against his hand, and Alex looked at her roguishly. When the commotion had settled down Alex flexed his fingers and ran one up Mia's panties. He roved around lazily, eventually brushing over her clitoris. She jerked slightly and gave him a pained look. 

Smiling, Alex shifted again and pushed his hand inside her panties this time.

Mia gasped when she felt Alex's hand touch her. His fingers went slowly over her clitoris, stroking casually. She watched him, and realized that his jeans were stretched tight over his waist. Reaching out to drape his hips with her jacket, she ran her small hand over his slim, taut stomach. Following the line of sparse hairs starting from his belly button, Mia unbuckled Alex's belt and loosed his jeans, reaching in to pull the smooth thick hardness through the opening in his boxers. 

Alex bit his lip as he felt Mia grasping him, rubbing the underside of his head. He locked eyes with her and she smiled playfully. Tipping the remnant of their popcorn over, she gasped, "Oh, that's so 'clumsy of me," and moving to slip his hand out of her jeans, leaned down over Alex's lap. 

He swallowed slowly as he felt Mia's head over his lap. Suddenly her tongue licked out and salved over his head. He moaned softly, jerking his hips up in response. He kept his eyes locked on the screen as Mia licked up the length of his shaft. 

"I'm so sorry, I need to go to the bathroom could you excuse me please?" Alex looked at the person in front of him through a haze. Hurriedly Mia straightened and let the stranger pass, making sure Alex was covered with her jacket as she did so. 

When the person had gone, Alex looked at her out of the corner of his eye. Slowly he smiled. 

"How do you like the movie?"

"It's okay." Mia shrugged. "But now I'm hungry."

Alex grinned.

"Let's go eat."

He took her hand and stalked out of the theatre with her. They went to a cosy little restaurant and were shown to a booth tucked away in the corner.

The meal went along pleasantly enough, and Mia was relaxing into easy conversation when she suddenly felt a cool toe brush against her leg. She tensed. And looked into Alex's eyes. They twinkled roguishly. She let a corner of her mouth go up as she poked at her pasta, suddenly not so hungry anymore.

Breathing unevenly, Mia felt Alex's foot make its way up her calf, and down again, only to go higher. 

When he let his foot stray to where the legs met, Mia sat forward to allow him easier access and closed her eyes when he brushed against her clit.

"May I bring you your dessert?"

Mia started. The waitress stared quizzically at her. She tried to clear her hazed eyes.

"Oh yes, please." She breathed. 

"And for you, sir?"

"No, not quite yet." Alex smiled, and the waitress simpered at him before turning away.

Mia looked at Alex.

"Well? Dessert?" Alex murmured, lifting Mia's hand to press his lips there. As his foot pressed between her legs. He slid his tongue out and made a wet circle on her wrist. Mia shuddered. Alex pushed his fork off his plate. "Oops."

His dark head disappeared under the table and Mia took a shaky breath.

Suddenly she felt hands on her legs, running up and down them, closer and closer to where she needed them, wanted them. Alex finally let his hands pull her damp panties down and slid a finger against her clit. Mia gasped, bringing her hand up to her mouth belatedly. That wretched waitress would be here any minute.

Mia felt Alex move his head between her thighs and she bit her lip as she felt his tongue slide out and up her slit. She moaned softly and clenched her fingers in his tousled hair as he stroked her with his tongue. Faster and faster he licked her, and when he inserted two fingers inside her and fingerfucked her quickly while running his tongue over her Mia shuddered and came. 

Alex reappeared in his seat, holding up a fork, just as the waitress came by with Mia's dessert.

"Are you sure you don't want any dessert, sir?"

"No, thank you," Alex replied. He smiled wickedly and licked his lips. "I've had enough." 



Tease



You thought you were coming over for dinner, that's what we had discussed at out last date. But when you arrive you find me in lingerie and I instruct you to grab a quick shower.

In the bathroom you find a cold drink, a clean towel and clean boxers. You down the drink unsure of what's to come; you might need the relief. You shower and exit the washroom unsure.

You quickly spot me in the bedroom. I tell you to come in, I laugh at how insecure you look. I tell you to lay on the bed, face up. You make a strange face as I start tying your wrists to the head board in the softest scarves. As I lean over you to blindfold you I whisper "don't worry, this wont get out of hand. But here are some rules. You cannot speak, you can moan out of pleasure and you can tell me if you really don't like something, that's all. No moving, again, you can move out of pleasure, but if any movement is an attempt to take control everything will stop." 

I finish with the blindfold and arm restraints and notice you still look worried. You're pulling on the scarves to see how scared you should be "This isn't about anything but sensation..." I say as I start to kiss your neck, you relax. I make my way to your ear where I nibble and suck until I can tell you are starting to enjoy yourself.

I climb on the bed and straddle your chest, you can just barely feel my lace boycut panties, but you can definitely feel my heat. I lean very far forward, my belly rubs your nose, as I take one of your fingers to my mouth. I trace my wet lips with it and slowly insert it in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. You moan, thinking of the things you know that tongue can do to you. 

I giggle a little at your enjoyment and move down your body, purposely sliding down you. You enjoy the change from smooth stomach to lace covered breasts and forget the rules for a moment as you try to kiss my breast. I pull back sharply and jump off the bed. You whimper, and remembering the rules tell me you don't like it. 

I feel sorry for you, and even sorrier for myself if this has to stop already. I straddle you again, this time hovering just over you thighs. I run my hands down your sides, barely touching you. You squirm as this tickles slightly. I run my hands down your sides again, this time with more forces, as I come to your hips I graze you with my nails. You moan a little at this.

I move up slightly so I can kiss you chest. I kiss and nip your nipples a little but move on quickly. I trace my way down your body, my mouth stopping at the top of your boxers, my chin purposely resting on your hardness. You groan wanting more. I smile knowing what I can do to you. I kiss and lick your hips as I only slightly lower your boxers where I continue to kiss. 

Abruptly I pull your boxers back up and you pout a little thinking you have done something wrong. Luckily this time you remember the rules and I reward you by straddling your hardness. At this point it is very hard for me to control myself, I am probably more turned on then you are. I begin to grind, resting my hands on your stomach. I start to moan and then remember this isn't about me. 

I slide off of you and take your boxers with me. I can see your hardness begging to be touched. Kneeling between you legs I lean forward and lick the whole length, bottom to top, where I close my mouth over just the tip and suck gently as I pull off. Then I quickly take you as deep in my warm moist mouth as I can, you moan at this and tilt your head back as the feeling washes over you. Again I suck gently as I pull off slowly. I trace my wet lips with your hardness, reminding you of what I had done with your finger. So I continue in the same pattern, I part my lips and you feel my warm breath. I flick my tongue out and run it around the tip as fast as I can manage, your hips jerk at this but I allow it, taking you in to my mouth again., and out again. I flatten my tongue at the base and slowly lick the whole length again. You cant see me, but I am looking up at you, enjoying your pleasure, almost soaking through my panties. 

You can tell I have stopped, purposely leaving you wanting more and again you pout, but I know you will enjoy whats to come. 

I crawl over you and straddle your chest. I untie your hand and put it to my panties. You can feel my heat and my wetness. I allow you to massage me through my panties, leaning back and resting a hand on your stomach for support. You move my panties to the side and run a finger along my wet slit, I moan, digging my nails in to your stomach a little. You continue to run your finger along my slit, knowing the roughness of your finger against my softness drives me mad. You gently dip your finger into me, making me groan and fall forward slightly, where I see you move the finger to your mouth and taste me. Forgetting my own rules I move forward to straddle your face and let you enjoy me.

You start by gently tasting me, softly. I hold the headboard trying to keep myself steady. Moaning with each soft stroke of your tongue. You find my clit and flick it with your tongue. I moan loudly encouraging you to continue. I allow you to keep the tonguing up for a few moments, until I am ready to come but not wanting it to happen this way, this wasn't supposed to be about me. I move down slightly and tie your hand again, this time you don't have any worry on your face. 

I move down more and position myself above your hardness. The feeling of my heat makes your hardness jump and I want it so bad. I take it in my hand and slowly lower myself on it. Excruciatingly slow, feeling every single inch. I moan the whole way down, where I begin to grind, I want it so bad and I can tell you do too. I pull up, and lower slowly again letting you know how much I enjoy this. 

I pull off and quickly return with my mouth to taste my wetness on you. Wrapping my tongue around your hardness. I can tell you can barely take anymore. I am not a mean person; I move up and untie both your hands but tell you you have to keep the blindfold on.

You agree to that much but before I know it you have me on my back. Hovering above me you are basically growling. Knowing I have done this to you makes me writhe on the bed below you, wanting you to have your way with me so bad. 

Before I know it you have your body pressed to mine, but you haven't entered me yet. I can feel your hardness resting at my opening and you know how badly I want it. I am still squirming, running my nails up and down your back, pleading without saying a word. Finally you thrust into me with great force. I moan loudly and arch my back. You pull back slowly, teasing me like I love. One more hard thrust and I am done, trembling against your body, legs quivering at your side. It is not long after that that my moaning and scratching does you in, you bite my neck as you come knowing how I love this. 

You collapse on top of me, feeling more spent then you ever have. 

"Can I take off this blindfold now?" and I just smile, too fulfilled to say anything.

You're already planning your sweet revenge.



Tease



The door to the café opened and he looked up from his paper. He was transfixed. She was walking next to a man in a trench coat, her arm hooked thru his. Her legs went on forever, lifted by the four inch red heels and disappearing a mile later under the miniskirt. When Legs smiled at him his mouth snapped shut and he returned her smile, then glanced at Trench, who was flirting with the waitress. As they passed his table he caught a whiff of her perfume, Obsession. He chuckled at the irony. 

The couple was seated at a table not far from his booth. Trench pulled out the chair for Legs on the opposite side of the table and she gracefully sat down. He could see under the table and was captivated by the dark little area at the juncture of her legs, her treasure lurking in the cave created by her skirt. He glanced up to see Legs smiling at him again, her eyes letting him know she was aware of what he had been thinking. Trench hung his coat up and took the chair next to her. The waitress brought him his pie and then moved to the table where the couple sat. She stood between him and Trench, but he had a clear view of the woman. She cleared her throat, he looked at her, she smiled and looked down. He followed her eyes, over luscious breasts, nipples flashing nicely. Then his eyes continued down below the table again where he found her legs spread slightly, the light from the windows clearly showing her naked pussy. He gulped and lowered his eyes. 

He could feel the light blush on his cheeks. The front of his pants tenting tight over his bulging cock. His eyes lifted of their own accord just high enough to peek at her thru his lashes. The waitress was gone, Trench held his menu in one hand, pouring over it. However, the other hand rested on the woman's thigh, his middle finger idly moving back and forth over her tight lips. When he looked up at the woman he could see the heat in her stare as she looked under his table and saw the bulge in his pants. A flood of fire filled him, his blood boiled, he slid his hand down over his cock and massaged it for her. She widened her legs a bit and her full lips, now engorged, fell open revealing a sweet peach. The light catching a glimmer of wetness. His cock jerked and he choked. He lifted the ice water to his lips and noticed she was mimicking his movements. The cold liquid slid down his throat and he sat the glass down. It was a waste of good ice because what he saw made him boil all over again. 

She was pulling an ice cube from the glass, slipped her hand under the table and slid the frozen bit over her clit. Trench smiled at her and slid two fingers deep inside. She closed her eyes and began to tremble, not so that anyone else would notice, but he noticed and so did her man. Trench pulled his fingers from her and put them in his mouth. Then he pulled her close and kissed her hard. His eyes dropped below the table again and found her beautiful pussy gaping open, begging for him to cum in. When he lifted his eyes again they were both staring at him, smiling. His face exploded in heat. The couple stood and walked toward him. He shifted in his seat, not sure what he expected. As they passed his table Trench dropped a business card on the booth table and Legs slid her hand up his chest. Then they were gone.

He sat, breathless. What the hell was that about. At least the shock had brought his cock under control. He looked at the check and put a twenty on the table, then picked up the business card. Seems the man was a lawyer, figures. He turned the card over and read, "She enjoys being shared, my office thirty minutes." He laughed out loud. The card turned in his fingers. The message, the address, the message. Then he shook his head. Not a chance. The guy might share but he didn't. He laid the card on the table and walked away. His hand was on the door knob when he turned, picked up the card and slipped it in his pocket. What the hell.

He put the truck in park and looked up at the swanky office building. It was only two stories but very classy and only one light on in the whole place. When he pulled on the ornate door handle, the door didn't budge. A buzzer went off and he heard Trench say, "You're early, you'll have to help get her warmed up." This guy was pushing his buttons and his cock was getting the message. His pants were so tight he could barely breath and his cock was threatening to push out of his waistband.

When he entered the office it had the feel of a gentleman's den in an old English estate. Lots of dark woods, books and muted lighting. However, the curves of her naked body laid out across the wooden desk were visible enough. "Get comfortable, I'll let you have the top and I'll take the bottom." Trench had her legs up around his shoulders and was feasting on her. She wasn't complaining. So he stripped out of everything but his slacks and stepped behind the desk. He leaned over her body and took an erect nipple in his teeth, biting gently. She bit back, sinking her teeth into his abdomen. He continued working the nipple, fingering the other as she licked and nibble at his stomach. When his slacks fell around his ankles he grinned, she was a firecracker. The moment her mouth closed around his hard cock his world stood still. Holy shit that felt good. 

She sucked his swollen head into her hot mouth, tonguing it and scrapping her teeth over it just hard enough. He groaned, opening his eyes as Trench chuckled, "She's good ain't she?" Words were beyond him. Trench lowered her ass and slid into her in one long stroke. She moaned against his cock and sucking him deeper until he hit the back of her throat. Her hand closed over his balls and her middle finger rimmed his asshole. He nearly shot his load right then and there. When Trench began to thrust into her long and hard, he countered, thrusting deep into her throat. 

Since her legs were draped over Trench's arms, he slid his hand down over her body and captured her sopping wet clit between his fingers. As he tugged and rubbed her he felt her body tense and begin to shake. Her sex sounds vibrating against his throbbing cock and he knew he was on the edge. As she exploded in orgasm, he slid deep into her throat and lost it. The last thing he saw was a little fountain of her cum squirting a few inches into the air as Trench also filled her. 

When his brain cleared he noticed Trench carrying her toward a door at the back of the office. He wasn't sure if his invite had expired so he collapsed in the leather chair. The cool upholstery cooling his overheated body. "Come on, we'll clean up before round two." Round two? He took a deep sigh and stood up on shaky legs. When he stepped thru the door they were standing under the shower's spray. She was soaping his back. He joined them and began lathering her shoulders. 

His hands caressed and massaged her body as she did the same for Trench. With Trench facing the wall he felt free to take liberties. As he soaped her ass, he rimmed her and began fucking her with his middle finger. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her back hard against his body. Then he was slipping over her nipples and soon plunging his fingers deep inside her toasty pussy. As he fingered her front and back he noticed she was having a hard time tending to Trench so he stepped forward. When his hand became sandwiched between her pussy and Trench's ass he didn't think for a moment about it being odd. He figured she was stroking Trench's cock because of the growling. He pulled his fingers from her and pressed his cock against her ass. 

She gasped and pressed her beautiful ass back at him as he slipped inside. My god she was tight. He worked in an inch then back, she whimpered. When he finally buried himself fully in her he thought he had found heaven. Suddenly her body lifted an inch as she wrapped her legs around Trench who was sliding into her pussy. When the others cock slammed against his deep inside her he looked up. Trench was staring at him, and when he thrust hard so did Trench. They continued to batter each other within her body. She came hard, her body clamping his cock so tight in her ass he wasn't able to move for a moment. 

When she relaxed a bit they continued, soon he was seeing stars, and when Trench shot his load inside her, he could actually feel the assault which triggered his release. His body locked and he just kept cumming. One last thrust from Trench and she came again. As one they slid down to the shower floor. Bodies separating, their combined cream swirling and disappearing down the drain. The water beat at their sated and satisfied bodies. None able to comprehend the inevitable round three.



Tease



We'd been out all day shopping, and I could see in your eyes for the past hour that you were beginning to get pretty fed up.

"Just a bit longer, baby, and I'll give you a little something when we get home," I whisper, with a wink and a lingering kiss on your neck. That perked you up a bit and you resumed your duties with more vigour, bringing bigger and smaller sizes to me in the fitting room without any complaints. Back in the car I couldn't help but get turned on looking at your big strong arms grip the wheel, imagining them wrapped around my body, caressing my curves. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second and the throbbing in my clit was hard to ignore. As soon as you let us into the house I slammed the door behind me and shoved you up against the wall, kissing you deeply, our mouths moving frantically from lips to neck to chest.

"Wanna take this upstairs?" I hear you murmur, in-between kisses.

"Of course baby. Follow me and do what I say, I'm in control tonight," I tell you, and lead you up to the bedroom. Once inside I lock the door and turn to see you eyeing up my ass. "Naughty, naughty! You're gonna have to wait! Now lift your arms while I strip you," I command, and you obey, eagerly.

"Ohh baby, suck my dick," you moan, as my hands brush over your stomach and thighs while I remove your jeans. Ignoring your pleas I push you backwards onto the bed and begin to tease your cock with my tongue, flicking the end ever so slightly. I graze my lips and nipples up and down your shaft and kiss your stomach.

"Do not touch me, or yourself, or I'll stop immediately and you won't get anything," I warn you, and move to stand in front of your excited face. I get up off the bed and you sit up, watching me hungrily. You know you're not allowed to touch so I move until my tits are just inches from your face and strip slowly, all the while you're begging me to let you touch. "No way, big boy, this pussy is mine for now" I tease. Now I'm stood naked in just my heels and I can see the desire on your face. Slowly, I turn to face the wall, bend right over, and stick two fingers deep into my pussy, your eyes widen. "You want some of this, baby?" I groan as I finger-fuck my pussy faster, cum streaming down my thighs. You start begging me again but I silence you and stick my fingers in your mouth. You suck on them greedily and moan as you taste my pleasure.

"Come here, baby, and let me fuck you," you murmur, but a harsh look puts you back in your place.

"Tonight is my night," I retort, and push you flat on your back across the bed. Using rope I tie your wrists above your head to the corner bed posts, and do the same with your ankles at the bottom. You're trapped now, spread-eagle and ready for me to use. Crossing the room to the drawers to take out a blindfold, I can see you struggling against your bonds. "There's no use in resisting, baby, it'll only make it harder for you," I say with a smile, and place the blindfold over your eyes, ensuring you can't see a thing. I take a moment to smile to myself about what I'm about to do, and climb up onto the bed. The movement surprises you and your breathing quickens. I position myself with my knees either side of your head and my pussy inches above your face, you can smell how deliciously wet my pussy is and start to say something. "Quiet!" I demand, and you take a deep breath, a little apprehensive. I lean over to the bedside table and take something out of the drawer; my big, thick 9 inch dildo. My pussy tightens when I see it and my clit throbs even harder. Ever so slowly, so that you can't even feel me moving, I push the dildo deep into my tight wet pussy, and pull it straight back out. I can see my juices glistening as I shove the tip into your mouth and make you suck it clean. Your moans spur me on and I start fucking myself with it, harder and harder. A deep groan escapes my throat as I reach climax, just inches from your face, and you can't even see a thing. I smile to myself as I get my breath back and slide my dripping pussy down your chest.

"Oh, baby, don't be a cock tease! Please just fuck me!" you beg, but you're not getting what you want tonight. I take off the blindfold and untie you. Your eyes spot the dildo and you move to grab it but I slap your hand away. "When are you going to behave!" I scold, and put the dildo out of arms reach. Pinning your wrists above your head I teasingly slide my gushing cunt up and down your big hard cock, while looking into your eyes. "Don't. Move. A muscle," I order, and arrange myself with your dick pressing into my tight wet hole, pushing down a little and making you whimper.

"Please, oh god please put it in..." you plead, pain on your face, as you try to push up into my pussy.

"Since when do naughty boys get what they want?" I grin down at you wickedly, and get up off your dick. Taking you in my hand I lick up and down your shaft really slowly until you're nice and wet all over, then I put you in my mouth and push you all the way back until my lips are kissing your balls. You let out a deep groan, which pleases me, and I use your big dick to fuck my throat. You move your hand to manoeuvre my head but I stop, and look you in the eyes. "I told you to be good," I remind you, with a regretful smile, "touching is not allowed!"

I get back into position pinning your arms above your head, with your cock straining to enter my cunt. So slowly that the obvious ache on your face makes me feel quite sorry for you, I slide your dick inside me, inch by solid inch. You grin when you realise I've given in as I grind down on your cock, hitting my G spot and making me cry out. "Not so fast," I pant, as I replace your cock with my fingers, bringing myself to orgasm quickly and smearing my juices up and down your shaft. "You need teasing some more, I think, don't you?" I say, coolly. You make a sound like a growl and I giggle, moving back to sit on your thighs with my pussy rubbing up against your balls. You like that, it makes you moan, which makes my pussy twinge with longing. I get down to suck my cum off your balls and stroke my hand up and down your throbbing cock.

"Baby, please stop being a bitch and just fuck me, I need you!" You smile at me, and I can see the yearning on your face. Ignoring your pleas I get back above you and pin your arms above your head again. Bending down to suck on your bottom lip, I kiss you deeply. You kiss me back hungrily, tongues exploring each other's mouths. I can feel you breathing so heavily beneath me and I sigh deeply.
"Get up, and do as you're told. You're going to fuck me from behind and spank my ass until its red. You're not allowed to cum until I say you can, do you understand?" I tell you, and you nod, with a satisfied grin on your face. I get down on all fours and you position yourself behind me, still with a smile on your face. As you enter my tight wet cunt I let go completely, squeezing your dick hard as I scream out an orgasm. This sends you over the edge immediately and you're fucking me so fast, your huge cock pounding in and out of my pussy. You spank me hard on one cheek, and then the other, leaving painful red hand prints. "More! Spank me more!" I scream as another orgasm courses through my body making me tremble all over. You're reaching places I didn't even know existed and the fury with which you're fucking me makes me cum over and over again, clamping down on your rock hard cock. I'm still cumming hard as I tell you to pull out now and cum on my ass.

"Oh god, ohhh god, fuck!" you shout as you spray your hot load all over my stinging red ass cheeks. We both collapse onto the bed, gasping for air, and thoroughly fucked. "Baby, you are amazing," you whisper after a while, and kiss me on the forehead, as we both drift into some well earned sleep.



Tease



After a sexy-dance filled evening in the pub, I know you've been watching me all night, I slip over and whisper in your ear that I want you to come back to my place. 

When we get back you think you're going to jump directly in to my pants, but I've decided that I'm going to be mean to you. You can sit down and wait. 

I make you sit on the bed so you can watch me take off my panties from underneath my miniskirt, then bend over to pour us both a drink. 

I ask you to choose some music I can dance to, you put on Nine Inch Nails: The Perfect Drug.

I gesture for you to sit back down on the bed, once you are seated I begin to peel off my top, skirt and bra, I'm standing in front of you wearing heels and nothing else. 

I begin to dance, loving the way your eyes run all over my body, imagining how much you would like to touch every inch of me. I make you watch for a few songs-worth, all the time bending over, wriggling my hips, sucking my fingers before running them down my body, parting my shaven lips and slipping them one at a time in to myself. I pull them out, slick with my juices. I walk over to you, push your hands away when you try to touch me, I make you lick and suck my fingers clean. 

Now I pull you up from the bed and make you stand at the foot of it instead, so you can watch me lay down and writhe about turning myself on even more, sliding my fingers in and out and sucking my own juice from them, pulling on my nipples until the are so hard, using the heels to elevate my pelvis so you get a better view.

I can see you are straining at the leash now, I can see through your trousers that your cock is rock hard, it has obviously taken all your self-discipline (and a few stern looks from me) to stop you advancing. I toy with the idea of making to wait even longer, or maybe tying your hands behind your back so I can tease you even more... but you have already walked over and lifted me off the bed. You growl that you can't take it any more, your breath is coming out in rapid, shallow gasps and I know you want me right now. I tease you by pulling away only to have you pull me to your chest in a crushing embrace and you kiss me hard. The thought of your strong arms holding me in place whilst I'm being fucked helplessly enters my head and I can't stop myself giving in. You throw me down on the bed and rip your own clothes off, pin my shoulders down and bite my neck and collar bone knowing that it hurts me. It appears your going to take your revenge. 

You work your way down to my breasts, biting just hard enough on my nipples to make me yelp in pain, you find you way to my left nipple piercing and wrap your tongue around it. You appear to have stopped your frantic assault for a moment to pay a little extra attention here, you have caught in between your teeth rotating the bar slowly. I moan with pleasure loving the way the cool metal twists beneath my skin.

The noise appears to make you realise you have slowed down and you abruptly cut off my moan with a sharp nip. 

I can feel the heat from your cock just resting between my thighs, feeling it pulse every time you hear me make a noise. My juices have run downwards over part of your cock and between my ass cheeks. You lean back and roughly pull my legs wide apart, you just stare for a moment at the juice running down and soaking the sheets beneath me. You let go of one of my legs and run your fingers between my soaking wet cheeks, looking up you realise I'm not used to this kind of attention from my shocked expression. I see you grin evilly at the thought of my discomfort, seeing my expression only makes your grin widen. I sit up to object only to be pushed back hard, you push me over on to my stomach and grab a tie from the bedpost and secure my hands behind my back. Now I'm face-down on the bed and can't see what you are doing. You have stopped and I'm lying there tense, waiting for something to happen... waiting to feel some pain or pleasure.

You bring your hand down on my ass so hard I hear the high-pitched crack of flesh meeting flesh before I feel the pain of it, now it feels like the skin on my ass has been cut open its that painful; little rivers of searing fire run in lines across my right cheek.

"Now your not going to try to stop me doing anything again are you?"

I shake my head, whining softly. "Good."

I feel you pull my legs apart again, you slide your fingers between my tensed cheeks and move them up and down across my anus, when I don't un-tense you move down to my pussy to slide one finger inside, then another. Jesus your hands are big, two fingers fill me, you wriggle them about to loosen me up and use your thumb to tease my clit. Hearing my moan you take your other hand and start sliding it between my cheeks again, I am less tense now and it feels kind of nice when you are rubbing my clit at the same time. I can feel myself building up to a climax, I start to push back against your fingers a little as my moans increase. You quickly thrust one of your fingers inside my ass, cutting off my orgasm completely with a stab of pain. I bring my head up with a sharp intake of breath as I try to stifle a squeal. "You bastard!"

Your only reply is a chuckle as you pull your fingers from my pussy to shove my head back down in to the bed to stop me looking round. 

I can still feel a pulsing ache around my anus where your finger remains, you slide your other fingers back inside me and begin to work them, when I relax again you start to move your finger slowly in and out of my ass. It feels weird but it sort-of increases the pleasure from my pussy and clit. I begin to build up to an orgasm again but try not to show it so you don't stop, unfortunately I cant stop myself moaning faster and you quickly pull your hands away. I'm left panting and growling with frustration which intensifies when you laugh softly behind me. "I thought you liked teasing...." I shoot you a backwards glance filled with anger, as you see my face your smile fades to be replaced with a cold hard stare. I realise I have provoked you a moment to late. I feel your hands grab me and flip me over on to my back again, you grab my hair and pull me up in to a sitting position, I can now see you are kneeling in front of me with your solid cock pointing up at my face. Your face is clouded with anger and you push my head down hard over your cock, forcing it in to my mouth. You begin pumping my head up and down whilst thrusting upwards every time you push my head down. I only get a second to breathe before my throat is stuffed full of cock and pre-cum again, you get faster and faster then groan as you pull my head back with my hair so I'm looking up at you. Seeing me breathing hard to fill my lungs with air again makes you smile and you toss me backwards again. You are on me just as my back hits the bed, I try to move my arms but the bonds are holding fast. 

"Now I think you can have what you really want" before I have a second to blink you have thrust your cock up in to my pussy hard, you begin pumping in to me relentlessly, it hurts and you know it. You have clamped your hand over my mouth to stop me making noise but you can still hear the whines of pain I'm making in my throat. These only seem to spur you on to move faster and fuck me harder. With every thrust I can feel your swollen head hit my nerves and I'm getting divine waves of pleasure and pain. You stop inside me and stay poised over me for a second or two, I tense waiting for another hard thrust. You smirk at me before pulling me up on to your lap as you move in to a kneeling position, wrapping my legs around you. You grasp my waist either side and move me up and down on your cock, my weight and your thrusting pushes your cock even deeper inside me, I feel like I'm being split in two. As I'm trying to stifle any noises you move one hand from my waist and grab my ass cheek using it to push down harder, then you push against my anus again and I can't stop myself from whimpering. You bring your finger up and make me suck it before pushing it slowly in to my ass as I move up and down on your cock. You pull it back out quickly and start to move me up and down more urgently on your cock burying yourself as deep inside me as you can. I hear you groan as I feel your hot cum spurt up inside me and get forced out of my pussy with every other thrust you make. I feel it run down my thighs as you finish thrusting and become still, breathing hard.



Tease



I had just gotten back from the grocery store to discover Samantha already in the kitchen, starting to cook supper. When I first walked in the door I did a double take because she had changed into a red tank top and a skirt that stopped right at her knees. The skirt was fairly snug around her hips and ass and did a wonderful job of showing off her curves, but what really grabbed my attention was the tank top that she had changed into. It was fairly low cut and showed a lot of cleavage and Samantha, with her 36D chest, had a lot of cleavage to show off.

I set the groceries down on the floor and walked up behind her while she was standing at the kitchen counter. I wrapped my left arm around her stomach and my right arm just above her chest as I pulled her against me and kissed her neck. From my current vantage point I could see right down her halter top and was very turned on to discover that she was wearing her black bra that had a little flower design on the left cup. I used my right hand to pull her hair away from her face as I slowly kissed my way up her neck to her ear. I nibbled on her ear lobe and whispered to her "I want you Samantha". She moaned and pressed her ass harder against my groin, causing my cock to stir.

Still nibbling on her ear, I ran my left hand up from her stomach, over her large breasts and up to her cheek, turning her head first and then her body to face me. I looked into her deep brown eyes for a moment before I leaned towards her and kissed her intimately on the lips. I gently slid my tongue out towards her mouth, running it along her lips before seeking out her tongue. I massaged her tongue with mine as I slid my right hand down her back, tracing her spine with my fingertips before letting it rest on her ass. I pulled her body tightly against mine and I could feel a slight gasp escape from her mouth as she felt my hard cock pressing against her groin.

Breathless and very turned on, we finally broke our kiss. I began to kiss my way down her neck and along her exposed shoulders. I took her arm in my hands and gently nibbled my way down to her hand where I proceeded to slowly suck each of her fingers into my mouth and lick them, watching the expression on her face as I did. Samantha let out a little moan as we gazed into each other's eyes and I released her hand so that I could lean back towards her and kiss her mouth.

This time when we broke the kiss, I began kissing her collarbone and working my way down towards her cleavage. I worked my way around the tops of her breasts, feeling their softness against my face and my mouth. I slid my face down her body, over her breasts and stomach until I was looking at her skirt. I inhaled deeply and could smell her scent already. I took the bottom of her halter top in my hands and began to lift it up as I started kissing her bare stomach, working my way up to her belly button.

I lifted her shirt up so that it was resting on the top of her breasts, exposing her very sexy black bra. I continued to kiss my way up her body until I reached the bottom of her bra, where I proceeded to kiss and lick my way up between her very large breasts, placing kisses over all of her exposed skin. As I was doing this, she reached down and took my t-shirt in her hands, lifting it up and over my head.

I stopped kissing the tops of her breasts for a moment and looked at her adorable little face as I wrapped my arms around her bare back and pulled her against me. I could feel her bra pressing against my chest and her stomach against mine as I began to nibble on her ear again, enjoying the little moans that were escaping her mouth.

As I was nibbling on her ear, I reached behind her and undid the clasp on her bra. I pulled away from her body and lifted her halter top up and over her head. As I did this, her bra loosened from her body a little bit and her right nipple became exposed. Her nipple was extremely hard and pointing straight at me. I couldn't resist myself as I leaned in and gave it a long, slow lick with my tongue. This caused Samantha to gasp and say "Oh Ean".

I had an overwhelming desire to feel her bare breasts pressing against my chest so I pulled her bra the rest of the way off and pulled her against me. As we passionately kissed each other I could feel her rock hard nipples and her smooth, soft breasts pressing against me. I placed my hand on her cheek and began to slide it down her face, along her neck and as we broke away from each other, breathless and panting, I slid my hand over the tops of her breasts.

I ran my other hand up over her bare side and cupped her left breast as I leaned forward and began kissing her chest. Samantha moaned loudly as I began to run circles around her nipple with my tongue, getting close but never actually touching her nipple. I slowly made smaller and smaller circles with my tongue until I finally made contact, causing another moan to escape from Samantha. I took her nipple in my mouth and gently brushed my teeth over it as I ran my tongue along the tip.

I slid my left hand down her back towards her ass, sliding it inside the waist of her skirt, intending to feel the softness of her panty covered ass, only to discover that she wasn't wearing any panties under her skirt. This caught me by surprise and I let her nipple pop out of my mouth as I said to her "You're not wearing any panties!"

She blushed as she responded "I wanted to feel naughty."

I knelt down in front of Samantha and placed my hands on the back of her calves. I slowly ran my hands up her legs, pushing her skirt up as I did so. When I exposed her lower thighs I stopped moving my hands upwards and began to kiss her legs, just above her knees. I began to kiss my way up her thighs, slowly sliding my hands up along the back of her legs, moving her skirt up slowly, inch by inch.

Finally, my hands reached her ass and I could at last feel her soft flesh with my fingers. At the same time, I also found myself staring right at her exposed pussy. She had a small amount of neatly trimmed hair around her pussy lips, which were very moist at this point. I continued kissing my way up her thighs until I reached her pussy. I gave her lips a very long and slow lick all the way from the bottom to the top of her clit. This caused a gasp to escape Samantha's lips and I could feel her wobble slightly as her knees became weak.

I stood up and with my hands still on her ass, I hoisted her off the ground and sat her on the kitchen counter. This movement caused her breasts to bounce up and down. Her kitchen counter was at the height of my waist and placing Samantha on it caused her breasts to be placed at my eye level. I slid my hands out from under her ass, leaving her skirt bunched up around her waist and her pussy exposed. I leaned forward towards her and began kissing her breasts again, sucking each nipple into my mouth as I ran my fingertips over her soft, inviting flesh.

I paused and stood back for a moment, admiring Samantha's beautiful body. Everything from her shoulder length hair to her large breasts, tight pussy and even her adorable toes caused me to find her irresistible.

My pausing caused her to look down at me and ask "What?"

I smiled up at her and said, "I was just admiring your sexy body, I love looking at you."

She blushed as I leaned down and took her foot in my hands. I began to kiss her little toe and noticed that she had moved her right hand towards her pussy so that she could play with herself. I stood back up, took her right hand in mine and began to suck each of her fingers into my mouth and swirl my tongue around them. I kissed the palm of her hand and then placed it back on the counter, shaking my head and saying "no" to her.

She gave me a really cute, pouty look and I just looked up at her a smiled, shaking my head. I leaned back down and resumed my kisses on her toes. I sucked each toe into my mouth before I began to kiss my way along the top of her foot to her ankle. I began to slide my hands up the back of her leg and dragged my nails down the back of her calf as I kissed my way up to her knee.

Samantha spread her legs further apart and slid her ass closer to the edge of the counter, trying to give me better access to her pussy, letting out a quiet whimper to try and convince me to move quicker.

Very slowly, I began kissing my way up her inner thigh, getting closer and closer to her pussy. As I got further up her thigh I could smell her scent and found it absolutely intoxicating. At this point, my cock was pushing painfully against my pants so just as I was about to reach her pussy I stood up and began to unbutton my pants. Samantha let out a little whimper when she realized I wasn't going to lick her pussy just yet but she stared intently at me as I pulled my pants off my hips.

I was wearing a snug fitting pair of boxer shorts and my cock was pushing straight out against the material. I pulled the waistband of my boxers out and over my cock and dropped them down to the floor. Samantha reached her hand out towards my cock and wrapped her fingers around it. I closed my eyes and moaned as she ran her hand up and down the shaft of my hard cock.

After letting her stroke my cock for a minute, I placed my hand over hers and removed it, placing it back onto the counter. I placed my hands on her thighs, sliding them up and down her smooth flesh as I leaned forward and kissed her stomach. I worked my way down to her pussy and placed my mouth over her very wet, juicy lips. I stuck my tongue between her pussy lips and gave her a deep lick before pulling my mouth away, savouring the taste of her juices.

I looked up at Samantha and placed my hand on the back of her neck, pulling her face down towards me and proceeded to kiss her so that we could both taste her pussy at the same time.

I leaned back down towards Samantha's spread legs and placed my mouth on her lower thigh. This time, instead of using my lips and tongue, I dragged my teeth along her thigh and gave her little nibbles as I worked my way back up her thigh. I got close to her pussy which was extremely wet at this point and I began to give her little kisses around her pubic region, enjoying the feel of her soft, freshly shaved skin.

I worked my way everywhere around her pussy, giving her little kisses, licks and nibbles while carefully avoiding any contact with her clit or pussy lips. I could hear her whimper anytime I moved my mouth away from her pussy. Finally, I stuck my tongue out and dragged it all the way along her lips, up and over her clit, causing Samantha to let out a long moan. I then withdrew my head from her lap and slid my hand up her thigh, running my fingertips over her pubic mound. I slid my finger down over her clit and over her pussy. I was enjoying the feeling of how wet she was getting and I continued to gently run my fingers along her moist lips as I leaned back in and began to lick her clit.

I ran little circles around her clit with my tongue as I slowly worked my finger inside of her pussy, feeling the warmth and tightness that she was offering me. I continued to massage her clit with my tongue as I slid my other hand up her stomach towards her breasts. I squeezed her breast as I moved my hand up towards her nipple. Taking her nipple between my fingertips, I gave it a light tug as I massaged the inside of her pussy with my other hand.

I slid my hand off her breast and back down her body and let it come to rest on her thigh. I slowly withdrew my finger from Samantha's moist pussy and began to run my finger down lower, towards her ass. I continued to lick her clit as I placed the palm of my hand over her pussy and started rubbing it back and forth against her pussy lips. I gently began to start tracing circles around her asshole with my fingertip. I could hear Samantha moaning very loudly at this point and I know she was getting close to an orgasm.

I wanted to send her over the edge so I sucked her clit into my mouth and gently grazed my teeth against it while still running my tongue along it. This caused her to scream out as she started cumming, "Oh EAN! EAAAANNN! YEEEEEEEEES!" After Samantha's orgasm subsided, I helped her down off of the countertop and we stood there for a couple of minutes with our arms wrapped around each other. I could feel her naked flesh pressed against mine, my hard cock pressing between her legs and we just stood there, enjoying the feel of each other's bodies. When we broke apart from each other, her skirt fell down around her knees, leaving her standing there with her breasts in full view but her pussy now hidden.

She gazed down at my erection and licked her lips before giving me a light shove backwards, indicating that I should sit down on one of the kitchen chairs. I was very eager to feel myself inside of her pussy at this point but I knew better than to rush Samantha, she enjoyed stretching out the foreplay as much as I did so I reluctantly took a seat and waited to see what she had in store for me.

She walked over to where I had sat down and put her cute little ass in my lap, with both of her legs swung to my right side. I loved the feeling of my cock pressing against her when she sat on my lap. It was one of the many ways that I could show her just how much she excited me. She wiggled back and forth a little bit in my lap while we both looked at each other, she had a giant grin on her face that I'm pretty sure matched the one that was on mine.

She leaned her face down to mine and began to kiss me, very softly at first with just our lips brushing each other. She slowly began to slide her tongue towards my mouth and began to lick my lips before she entered my mouth in search of my own tongue. I enjoyed the sensation of having her on top of me while we kissed and was disappointed when she broke away from my mouth.

She leaned her head towards my ear and began to nibble on my ear lobe, sliding her tongue all over my ear. I could feel her hot breath against my sensitive skin and was really enjoying the attention that she was giving me. I let out a little moan as I wrapped my left arm around her back and began to drag my fingernails down her spine. I also let my right hand wander over to her breasts and began to play with her nipples.

Samantha has some of the most sensitive nipples I've ever seen and when I began to play with them she started to moan into my ear. Feeling her hot breath and hearing her moan while she was licking my ear almost made me explode right there.

She started to stand back up but I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back onto my lap. She giggled and told me to behave or she'd have to tie my hands behind my back. This caused me to flash back to the first time that Samantha ever tied me up and how much fun we had. She teased me to no end that night and we had both enjoyed orgasm after orgasm. I had never been so sexually satisfied in my life. I considered misbehaving again so that she would have to tie me up and we could repeat that first time but I decided against it, I wanted to see what she had in mind for tonight.

She stood up with her right side facing me and slowly ran her hands from the back of her skirt covered thighs, over her cute little ass, around her side and up and over her stomach until she had both of her hands cupping her breasts just below her nipples. She gave them a little squeeze as she turned towards me. Samantha placed both of her hands on the back of my chair as she leaned over, causing her breasts to hang down in front of my face. She moved her mouth next to my ear and whispered, "My breasts really turn you on don't they?"

"Mmm, yeah, your breasts make me so hard," I responded. She slid her body forward a little further until her breasts were pressing against my face and I could feel her soft skin against my cheeks. I let out a little moan as I began to kiss her chest as she stood over me. I loved it when she displayed herself to me, teasing me with her body, knowing how much she could excite me with a simple display of skin.

Samantha leaned back a little bit so that she could kiss me again. As we were kissing, I felt her place her hand around my very hard shaft and give my cock a squeeze. This caused my body to shudder and I moaned into her mouth. I wanted her to stroke my cock, to give me some release. I wanted her so badly at that point it was driving me insane. She made a fist around my cock and began to slide her hand up and down my shaft as we continued to kiss each other.

The tip of my penis was oozing a lot of pre-cum and this allowed her hand to slide up and down with very little effort. I was really enjoying the feel of her hand around me while she was massaging my lips with her tongue when she suddenly stood up and took her hand off of me. I groaned with disappointment and looked up at her with my puppy dog eyes, begging her to continue.

She looked down at me and gave me a mischevious grin. That was when I noticed that her left hand was no longer empty. She had grabbed the bottle of vanilla scented lotion off of the kitchen table while she was leaning over me. I was curious what she had in mind when she opened up the bottle and began to squeeze some of it out onto her chest. She started on her left breast and squeezed a line of cream all the way over to her right breast, making sure to get some on each of her nipples.

I was so turned on at this point that I couldn't help but move my hand over to my cock and begin to slide it up and down. I had my fingers wrapped all of the way around it and I was starting at the tip of my penis, giving myself long, slow strokes as I started hypnotically at Samantha's chest.

She looked down at my hand and smiled, watching me stroke my cock as she leaned back over to the table and placed the bottle back down. This caused her breasts to hang down from her body again and I moaned as I stared at the erotic sight in front of me while stroking myself.

Samantha leaned back up, standing in front of me with a line of white lotion over her breasts when she brought both of her hands up and placed them over her nipples. She began to lightly run her hands over her breasts, spreading the lotion all over them, making sure to get the sides of her chest as well as the valley in between her giant mounds.

Seeing her rubbing lotion into her chest put me on the verge of an orgasm but I slowed down and dragged it out, I didn't want to cum just yet, I was enjoying the show way too much. I loved watching Samantha touch herself, seeing how turned on she was and how much pleasure she was having always caused me to get an instant erection.

It reminded me of the most erotic sight I had seen in my life. I came home one day and discovered her laying naked on the couch. She had rented a movie from the local adult store and was touching her pussy while she was watching the TV. When she saw me she smiled and said, "I've been waiting for you." Seeing how horny she was and knowing that she had actually gone to the work of renting a movie and timing it so that she was laying there when I got home was an incredible turn on. I don't know how long I stood there looking at her with my mouth open but it must have been a couple of minutes because the next thing I knew, she was standing in front of me, taking off my pants.

I snapped back to reality when I saw Samantha pinch her left nipple and let out a gasp. Instead of lightly running her hands over her chest, she was now rubbing them a little harder. This was causing her breasts to move around with her hands and her nipples to bend over and spring back to attention anytime she ran her hands over them.

The lotion was quickly disappearing but her breasts were now glistening in front of me, I could smell the sweet vanilla scent from where I was sitting. She was still staring intently at my cock as I continued to stroke it up and down. We were both absolutely fascinated by the actions of the other person.




Tease



He felt the silken touch of her thighs warm and inviting. He slid his hand beneath the hem of her pretty skirt that fell away from her body as he tentatively caressed her thigh in his journey upward. A sexy sigh escaped her lips that were pressed against his. He found the silken panties greet his touch with dampness and a small moan escaped her mouth and her kisses became more excited and passionate.

He could barely believe that he at 46 could be alone with this petite goddess of a woman who was perhaps more than 20 years his junior. His busy working life had destroyed his marriage and reduced his confidence with women. She had excited him from the first moment she entered his office. Her body was shapely and petite with curves that drew attention to every detail of her pert rounded ass and small perfectly rounded breasts. Legs accentuated by the stilettos that added height to her 5' 6" form were smooth and shapely. The small accounting office that James ran as a director of the company had a few large clients and Saint-Seine Honeyton Enterprises was the largest and growing. Felicity Saint-Seine was a member of the matrilineal family fashion business that specialized in lingerie. She carried herself like a model, which she no doubt was. James recalled seeing her in promotional materials and lusting after her even then.

Felicity brushed back the long smooth strand of platinum blond hair and held out her hand to greet him. He moved forward to take her hand and inhaled the Chanel perfume that intoxicated him momentarily. She smiled and they exchanged salutations before entering his office. The pretty yellow skirt she wore flowed about her shapely legs as she sat in the chair opposite him. She had signed the papers she came into do and they sat in the club lounge chairs. His eyes had not left her since she entered the office. He scanned her luscious body voraciously taking in her delicious pert round breasts thrust upward into a small but sexy cleavage. The outline of what he knew to be an exquisitely designed bra subtly noticeable around the top of her designer dress that hugged her top like a second skin and then flared into a short skirt that flowed around her hips and threatened to show glimpses of her matching pink panties. They chatted about her Villa in France and the Chalet in Sweden. Her accent showed traces of her French heritage and the cliché of a sexy French accent seemed appropriate.

It was late afternoon and the office was about to close. James was so entranced in how easy the conversation with her had been whilst constantly finding that he was drinking in her beauty that he lost track of time. Somewhere in the conversation she had advanced that she wondered what she would do on her first night in town. Somehow James plucked up the courage to ask her to dinner.

The rest happened faster than he thought possible. Dinner had led to holding hands. A lift home to her art deco apartment had led to an invitation for drinks. Next thing he knew they were kissing on the couch.

She seemed to invite his touch with her moans but did whisper: 'You can touch me if you want to.' Which led to his extended fondling of her breasts. He cupped each of them in his hand one at a time, monitoring her breathing and subtle moans of encouragement. He felt the nipples rise against his touch and traced an outline around them until they firmed against the wispy bra and thin dress fabric. He pinched one then the other until they were fully erect. Her kisses became more intense while her tongue explored his mouth and his own hers. He nibbled her ear and neck wildly feeling he was losing control of any subtlety he might have pretended. His cock was already burgeoning and stretching the front of his pants. 

'Do you want me to touch you too?' she purred sexily. He could only manage a moan that sounded vaguely like a 'Yes'. Her fingers found the lump in his pants evoking a moan from him that was amplified by the longing he felt. His own fingers pressed against her moist panties and found the outline of her slit, moving upward toward her clit urged by her increasing excitement.

Felicity was an expert in the art of seduction. Her slender fingers grasped his lump firmly to feel the excited throbs and the anticipated growth. She withdrew her hand and let a moan escape between her urgent kisses then began caressing his thickness with her fingernails gently until he began to shiver with desire. His cock throbbed with anticipation as she slid down his fly to unleash his manhood and touch the heated flesh. She coaxed his cock from its enclosure and circled it pull down on the flesh that surrounded the tip until it shone with pre cum and swelled free of the foreskin. She could bring a man to orgasm in moments with her silken touch but she chose to teasing bring him to the edge of ecstasy evoking moan after moan from him and encouraging his own exploration of her body with her own sighs and shivers.

As a husband James had learnt how to stimulate his former wife with his fingers and mouth and prided himself on his skills. Felicity was more exciting than any woman he had ever touched and her pussy soaked her sweet pink panties with moisture. She began to shiver and sigh louder and broke from her eager kissing and cock teasing to lay back and appreciate his nimble fingers. James slid aside her dress and bra straps revealing her sweet round sexy little breasts and buried his face in her nipple as his fingers circled and pressed her clit thru her panties. His tongue circled the right nipple then suckled and bit gently until her cries became increasingly urgent. She was unbelievably wet and he postponed entering her with his fingers because he enjoyed feeling her panties grow sopping wet. She began to shiver and moan. "MMmmmmmmm, Yeeeeeeees make me cum with your fingers- make me cum oooooooh yes! Yes! YES!!!!"

She exploded and a squirt of juices sprayed her panties and an ear splitting scream of pleasure filled the room. He bit at her nipple and felt her writhe beneath his touch and convulse, enjoying every sob and squeal. 

When the convulsions ceased she caressed his head and beckoned him to kiss her. She panted into his mouth as they kissed like hungry animals. She broke from the kiss and looked at him longingly then stood up. She looked down at him in the chair and smiled as she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She unhitched her bra and let that too fall to the ground. She looked at his cock throbbing in his lap and fell to her knees before him. Her sweet round titties bobbing a little as she edged closer to him parting his legs and positioning herself between them. She grasped his cock and guided the tip to her nipples. One at a time she slid the shiny tip around them until they were hard and excited and then placed his cock between her tiny round mounds and squeezed them around it greeting the tip with her moist mouth and flickering tongue he leaned forward and thrust between her titties until he felt he was losing control again- close to cumming again! She knew how to take him to the edge and tease him there then stop. 

She grasped his cock firmly then simply blew across it with gentle gusts of air sensitized by the moisture of her mouth. He shivered and moaned as she repeatedly tortured him to the edge and then ceasing time and time again. She covered his cock with tiny wet kisses building him to a shivering frenzy. She licked his shaft like a sweet ice treat until it throbbed with impending explosion then stopped. She swallowed his cock deep like the tightest hole he had ever experienced coaxing and sucking his hardness until he felt he could control it no more. As he began to cum she pinched the tip of his cock in a masters and Johnson technique that stemmed the flow of his ejaculation but allowed the orgasm to consume him. A single spurt of hot thick cream escaped into her mouth and she swallowed it like a greedy kitten. Her fingers holding his cock tip like a vice until his pleasure and throbs subsided, then she licked him from balls to tip until his pleasure unfolded into waves of excitement.

He looked down at her through his bliss filled gaze. She rose in front of him clad only in her sweet pink butterfly silk panties and stilettos. She held out her hand to him beckoning him to follow her. He rose out of his seat almost crippled with desire and exhausted from the hours of teasing. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom where she helped him off with his shirt- kissing his chest with each button undone and helped him hurriedly remove his pants. His cock was distorted and bigger than he had ever experienced, the veins pulsed and were blue and visible against the swollen muscles and nerve endings so sensitive he felt she would only have to blow on them to cause his eminent explosion. 

They kissed and enjoyed the sensation of skin against skin. He caressed and traced her sumptuous curves while she caressed the nape of his neck evoking shivers as she kissed and nibbled him. She led him to the bed and he lay on top of her. Her legs parted. He kissed her neck and began to touch her wet panties again this time sliding aside her panties to feel the rich flood of her excitement. He forced a finger into the opening to feel the super tight hole that was to be his soon. He wiggled inside her until she began to writhe and moan again while kissing his way to her breasts. He spent an eternity teasing each nipple until he encouraged her shivers while plunging his finger deep inside her and banging at her clit with his thumb. He kissed past her sweet flat belly lancing his tongue suggestively in her navel. The gold belly stud she wore with the initials XTC on a tiny 24 carat ring in her belly. As his head neared her panties he inhaled the intoxicating scent that he had mistaken for Chanel once more. He kissed her panties like a wild man sucking at the sweet scented juices thru her panties and pressing his lips against her clit while his fingers poked and wiggled inside her.

Felicity writhed in pleasure as he fingered her pussy and suckled at her clit. Floods of wetness came in squirts into his mouth and with each serving of hot sweet juices James felt unbelievably excited and increasingly more intoxicated by her. Her orgasm came quickly and was more intense than the first. It came in waves ceasing her whole body and imparting screams that found her clutching his head and thrusting at him begging him to continue. She must have had multiple orgasms because she seemed to rise to a climax and collapse breathlessly, shiver, shake and explode with wet squirts and then begin to build again for another. James drank her juices like a thirsty man in a desert. She did this at least three times and each time she subsided James felt driven to thrust his fingers in her again and suckle and tease her clit. 

After her last explosion Felicity pulled James' head upwards to kiss her. She panted breathlessly into his mouth as they kissed tasting her cum on his lips. She moved beside James and positioned him on his back then straddled him.

He looked up at her and fondled with her sweet breasts playing with the nipples. 

She positioned herself across his body and sat upright on her knees hovering above his cock as he lost himself in her sexy tits. She grasped his cock once more and he felt the surge of thickness that came with her touch and gasped. She guided the cock tip to her panties and slid it over the shiny wet silk surface until he could feel the moisture through them on his tip. She reached her hand down to slide her panties aside so he could feel the sensitive pussy lips against his cock. She positioned his cock at her vagina entrance and pressed a little so her labia opened and a small amount of his cock felt the prating lips, the copious moisture and the heat of impending tightness. He prepared himself to thrust up hard. He wanted to be inside her like nothing else he had ever dreamed.

'Don't move.' She cooed. 'Feel my wetness?' A grunt is all he could manage in response. ' Feel how tight it is?' he moaned as she let a little more inside her.

'Don't move! I'm going to cum all over your cock then you can fuck me all night.'

He lay motionless. Lost in the painful tease. He consoled himself by pinching her nipples and fondling her gyrating ass as she perched on him her fingers buried in her panties- masturbating excitedly. Wetness rolled down his shaft as she writhed and wiggled and shivered on top of him. His cock throbbed with anticipation he ached for her. He wondered why he had not exploded yet. How he could stand this torturous teasing.

Felicity began to shiver and shake her orgasm gathering again and the flood of her intoxicating nymphen juices flowing down his shaft. She gyrated on his cock letting a small amount more enter her then lifting up again and letting the flood of juices slide down his shaft. She mass aged her clit hard and then sat frozen for a moment as paralyzing convulsion rose in her. She came even more violently than she had before and as she did she plunged down hard on his cock so he was greeted with a hot wet contracting pussy that squirted and erupted with wetness. He pulled her close and kissed her thru her moans her body pressed against his. His cock buried inside her.

When the orgasm subsided he knew what he had to do. James flipped her onto her back and slid his cock out of her then pressed it in and out of her several times while she moaned and begged him to fuck her. He plunged inside her once more fucking her with long deep strokes slapping their bodies together until he coaxed sighs and moans and more begging from her. His thick cock and her swollen lips slapped and squelched in a fast deep hard rhythm. He shifted her legs around with the flexibility of a rag doll. Each new position producing increasing squeals and screams from her. Her legs around his shoulders, beside her ears as he lunged deep inside her. Wrapped round his waist. Beside her on one side then the other until she exploded again squirting wildly, shivering shaking screaming. He rested inside her as she kissed him passionately then withdrew from her as she crouched on her knees. He moved off the bed behind her and entered her from behind reveling in the sweet hot buns wiggling sensuously before him. Her next orgasm shattered the sound barrier with its intensity and her hot cunt gripped his hyper swollen cock like a vice spraying him with wetness.

He glanced at the clock radio in her room. It was 4am. They had known each other for 12 hours and the last 5 engaged with impossible teasing sex. He lay panting on the bed with her beside him caressing him and kissing relentlessly.

'I want you to cum inside me.' She moaned. 'Cum with me.' She climbed on top of him straddling him again. His cock was beyond recognition, swollen and throbbing. She kissed it with a gentleness that seemed to relieve the tension a little then she covered it with tiny wet kisses. He was so sensitive now he felt a gentle breeze would bring him to orgasm. She pressed his tip to her pussy lips once more and began to ride him as he lay back and felt his orgasm rising. Her fingers massaging her clit until she writhed again and the flow of juices became a stream of excitement accompanying the gentle ride. With each gentle lifting and sitting he felt her pussy muscles tighten their grip around him and his cock. She began to moan softly like she had before each of her orgasms but this seemed gentler than the violent experiences he had witnessed before. She plunged down on him holding his cock deeper than deep inside her. She bent forward and began to kiss him so tenderly he thought he would melt. They both moaned into each other's mouths, the tension of the postponed orgasm for James seemed perched on a precipice. 

Then it began. They lay motionless except for the gentlest of kisses. His cock throbbed uncontrollably. Her pussy contracted violently, her pussy lips swollen and her clit pressed hard against him tingling effervescently. Together they began to orgasm. It was like nothing James had ever felt before. Her body and his were intertwined in a divine interaction. Her pussy sucked at his cock in gentle tight wavelike motions. His orgasm began deep in his balls and began to cease his whole body and mind. The ejaculation pumped into her in short thick spurts each one accompanied by his long deep moans of pleasure. She arched her back and matched his throbs with contraction and with each deep spurt of his rich cream she squealed with excitement and joy as she too came. He lost track of time- there was no time there was only deep lasting pleasure and waves of hot sweet sensations. Al, he could do was clutch her ass tightly and kiss her back as she nibbled and kissed him writhing on top of him. He never noticed that he passed out of consciousness like this. His hallucinations or the dreamlike state that followed seemed to continue the pleasure state. 

It was the following morning that he finally awoke. He was alone in her bed. Wrapped around his still erect cock were her sweet pink panties. ' Who said accountancy was boring?' he thought to himself. He could not resist bringing the panties to his nose to inhale her scent.



Tease



Hi there, trying to get back in the game. Hope you enjoy this short story. I do not plan on making this a series. This is a piece of fantasy fiction. No characters are real and all the sex acts came from my crazy brain. 

©rocketgirl2011

They Meet

The first time he met her he was mowing the lawn with his shirt off in the late summer heat. Mrs. Jameson marched over, dragging her behind. He cut the motor and turned to face them. Mr. and Mrs. Jameson had moved in next door about six months ago. They were an older African-American couple that had become fast friends with his mom, Andrea. He was glad to see his mom have friends. She worked hard as an executive assistant to keep them comfortable and now the he was finally finishing his AA degree in construction management he was on his way to a better paying job at his company. 

His mom mentioned earlier that the Jameson's daughter was moving back in with them. She was 32 and had quit her job as a librarian. He didn't think she looked like a librarian, and she sure as hell didn't look 32. She was tall, 5'8, and thin, but curvy at the same time. Her skin was like smooth chocolate and her hair framed her face with wild black curls. He ran his eyes up her body to her face and his eyes paused on her lips. Damn, they were plump and a deep reddish-brown. He instantly began to picture ways he could use those lips, but he pulled himself together and smiled as the two women approached. When his eyes finally made their way up to the woman's eyes, she stared back at him openly. Her lips fixed into a small smirk 

"Jason, how are you?" Mrs. Jameson greeted him warmly. She was a very kind woman and Jason liked her a lot.

"Hi, Mrs. Jameson. Doing well" he paused waiting for the introduction.

"Jason, this is my daughter, Lea, she just moved in with us. I wanted to introduce you because I was telling her how handy and helpful you've been around our house."

"Hey," he extended his hand.

"Hey, nice to meet you. Thanks a lot for helping my parents," she replied. Her voice was smooth, soft and deep and completely different than her mother's. She smiled gently at him. It rubbed him the wrong way. She was looking at him like her mother did, hell, like his mother did. Like he was a kid. 

"So, anyway, Jason, maybe you can show Lea around so she can meet some young people..."Mrs. Jameson was cut off.

"Mom, I am not 'young people.' I mean, what are you, like 20?" she said with a laugh.

He took a breath wishing he could show her just how much of kid he was. "22," he said shortly.

She rolled her eyes.

"Okay, Okay, stop Lea. It's not a bad idea," Mrs. Jameson scolded her daughter.Just as she finished speaking, Mr. Jameson's car pulled into the driveway. "Oh, good your father's home. I need to tell him about our tickets coming!" she took off toward their house.

"No offense or anything, you look like a really cool guy," Lea gestured toward him and then licked those lips. Jason felt his cock twitch in response.

"No, I get it, but you know I am old enough to go to bars and I know some fun places," he crossed his arms not meaning to show off his muscled biceps, but doing it nonetheless. The construction work kept him in great shape.

"Uh-huh," she nodded slowly eyeing him, "maybe."

"Lea!" her mother called.

"Gotta go," she paused, "I'll see you around Jason," and she reached her hand out again.

He took it and felt the change in her touch. It was investigative, and interested and then she gave him that sexy smirk again.

"Later, Lea." he continued to hold her hand. It was like a game of chicken. They stared into each others' eyes. There was no way in Hell Jason was going to pull his hand back first. He brushed his thumb over the back of her hand and smiled back, his blue eyes staring into her brown eyes.

Her hand jerked out of his and she turned and walked away. His cock twitched again as he watched her go.

The First Temptation

Jason ran into Lea now and then. Sometimes she would be on her way somewhere and he'd be getting home or vice versa. She was actually a pretty funny woman and he enjoyed looking at her. Each of their interactions felt laced with sexual tension. She would tease him about being the errand boy for the neighborhood and call him 

"Ronald Miller," from some old movie called, Can't Buy Me Love. He had never seen it, but he knew she was teasing him because she'd comment about how scrawny his arms looked but he could tell she really meant the opposite. He'd caught her admiring his body while he was working in her yard. 

"Hey, Ronald, how's it going?" she was just arriving back at her house from a run. She was wearing tight black leggings and a ripped up black t-shirt that showed her bright purple sports bra. The colors of her shoes matched her bra. Her curly hair was haphazardly piled on top of her head.

He rolled his eyes at her, "Hey Lea." He was just coming home from work and wore a pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt that matched his eyes. He put a hand through his dark brown hair that still felt a little wet from sweating during the day. The weather in their beach town had been uncharacteristically warm lately.

"You look tired, rough day?" She leaned a hip against the fence between their properties.

Jason thought she looked amazing. Her skin had a light sheen of sweat and the tight pants showed off her curves.

"Just long," he rotated his shoulder feeling the sore muscles with his other hand. 

Lea pushed off the fence and walked toward him, she moved his hand from his shoulder and replaced it with her own, massaging his shoulder. Jason had to stop himself from moaning out loud.

Just as quickly as she had started, she stopped, and turned to walk away.

"Oh, Jason," she said over her shoulder, "if you were ten years older, I'd invite you in for a massage on that scrawny little body of yours."

Jason didn't respond. She was always teasing him. She enjoyed showing him that she wanted him, but didn't all at the same time. He felt his temper rush a little. He was a nice guy. He was known for having good relationships with his exes. Sure, he liked to be a little kinky in bed but his women always enjoyed themselves. He respected women, and loved women, but this girl was making him feel like not such a nice guy. 

He headed back into his house. His mom was still at work. He decided he'd surprise her by making her dinner and ran upstairs to take a quick shower. When he got out he made his way to his bedroom. As he began to look for a shirt to wear, he glanced out of his window. The blinds in the Jameson's guest bathroom were wide open. He did a double take at what he saw. Lea was standing with a towel wrapped around her back to him, but her reflection in the mirror showing him her front. She stared back at herself. Her hair was still wet from her shower and hung around her face. She looked softer that way, he thought. He knew he should pull back, stop being a creeper, but damn it, she played with him too much and she owed him a show.

She began to lotion her body. She was moving slowly; rubbing herself in the same way he imagined he might touch her. She began with her shoulders, and then moved to her neck. She bent over and rubbed her hands over her lower legs, and then she let the towel drop and continued to lotion up her thighs. 

Jason took in a breath. Her brown ass was now on display for him. If he didn't know better, he'd almost think she knew he was watching. She spent a few moments massaging her thick brown thighs and moving sensuously back and forth. She stood back up and he saw her tits for the first time. They were round and brown, not too big, and peaked into small Hershey's kiss like nipples. She ran her hands around her tits, rubbing lotion all over them. Then she moved back down her stomach, stopping to add more lotion, and just as she was about touch the v between her legs, her hands detoured to her thighs. Jason unconsciously began to stroke his cock over his towel.

She ran her hands back around until they finally moved slightly between her legs. Just as Jason found himself getting into it, he noticed she had stopped moving. He looked up to her face and found her reflection staring at him with that silly smirk on her face.

He felt his blood boil as she wrapped the towel around herself and walked out. She had left him hard and frustrated. He lay back on his bed and rubbed his hand up and down his cock imagining the things he wanted to do to Lea. She made him crazy treating him like a young know nothing punk, but at the same time acknowledging her physical attraction to him. Jason wanted to get her out of his system and bend her over and show her what her teasing did to him. He wanted to shove his cock into her brown pussy, hold her hips tight and slam his cock inside her. He wanted to hear her moaning out how sorry she was for teasing him.

Jason came hard and took a few deep breaths to calm him down. Shit, he was a mess. Now he'd have to take another shower. Bitch, he thought as he headed back to the bathroom.

Chance Meeting

Jason was horny as hell and decided he needed to go out and meet some girls. He got his buddy Andrew to join him and they went to one of the few fun bars in their town, Goat. Weird name, but it made the locals feel like they were somewhere cool, like LA.

The two sat in a booth where they could see the whole place. There were only a few tables in back, a bar, and small area where people could dance. The décor was classy and the lighting was dark. Jason was finishing his third beer when she walked in.  

"Fuck," he said softly as Lea walked in with some guy behind her. Her hair was wild as always and she wore a black dress that looked like a t-shirt that stopped mid thigh. It was tight, but not too tight. It showed off her better features, her ass, her flat stomach and her legs.

"What?" Andrew looked at Jason.

"No, nothing, finish your story," Jason turned his attention back to his friend. 

Andrew turned to look where his buddy was staring. He saw the black chick in the tight dress with the nice ass. 

"She's hot, you know her?" Andrew asked.

"She's my neighbor."

"Lucky you," Andrew teased. Jason shrugged it off as if to imply there was something wrong with her. 

He watched as the guy she was with led her toward them. He looked older, probably 40, and white with a business suit on. He had blonde hair that was shaggy around his collar. He contrasted with Jason in that Jason had on a pair of dark denim jeans and t-shirt and in that Jason was three times his size. He walked by them, not giving them a glance.

"Hey Ronald," Lea stopped at the table.

"Hey Lea." Andrew looked over at Jason confused.

"Lea, this is my buddy Andrew."

"Hey," she shook his hand. Jason felt a tinge of jealousy that his friend was getting to touch her and he wouldn't have a chance.

"Hey, nice to meet you."

"Conrad, come back over here," she waved the man back.

"This is my neighbor, Jason and his buddy Andrew. They're college kids," she added smirking at Jason.

"Oh, best days of your life guys," Conrad said in a friendly tone and shook both of their hands.

"Actually, I'm done with school and Andrew and I work in construction, full time," he grimaced. Why did he add that last part? God, she made him feel so defensive.

"Construction is great work. I did some of that in my twenties," Conrad said trying to be nice.

"Yep, Jason is a handy guy. He painted my guest room," she said and touched Conrad's shirt as if reminding him.

Jason looked at Conrad's reaction. He nodded and gave an appreciative, "Oh." Jason couldn't believe Lea had already let this douche into her bedroom.

"He's great," Lea took Conrad's hand and then smiled at Jason and Andrew, "well then, construction boys, I'll let you get back to talking shop. Have a great night." The couple walked away heading for an empty booth.

Lea glanced over her shoulder at Jason as she walked away. He could tell she knew he was watching and she absentmindedly let the hand holding Conrad's slip to her ass. He held on happily and kissed her cheek. She turned catching Jason eyes and smirked.

Fuck this girl, he thought.

As the night went on, Jason and Andrew finally met up with a couple of tourist girls visiting the beach. Andrew called the blonde, so Jason played wingman with the red head. He couldn't help but sneak glances at Lea and her date. He watched as Conrad would sometimes casually place a hand on her bare leg and she would giggle and sip her drink. 

"Last call," the bartender yelled. 

The couple left and Lea waved a small good bye to Jason and Andrew as she followed Conrad. Andrew had struck out with the blonde and Jason hadn't really tried with the red head. The two paid their tabs and headed home.

Ten minutes or so later, Jason was about to lock up the house when he heard a soft knock on his door. He peeked out seeing Lea. He opened the door and took her in. Her doe eyes looked up at him and she licked those thick lips nervously.

"What's up Lea? You alright?" Jason's first thought was that Conrad had done something to her.

"Aw, so sweet," she smirked, "and yes, I'm fine. I have a favor to ask you," she said making a cute face.

"Maybe," he smirked back and crossed his arms.

"Can you sleep over?" she asked as her smirk turned into a pleading smile.

"Huh?" Jason was surprised. Was she asking what he thought?

She laughed, "No, not like that. Remember my parents are gone to New York City for five days. I get creeped out alone... and I saw your mom this morning and she told me she was gone for the weekend for work and you'd be more than happy to keep me company. Please." She made that damn face again. 

Jason rolled his eyes. His damn mom, it was just like her to volunteer him to do that, all oblivious to how painful it would be for him to be alone with Lea at night in the same house.

"Pretty please?" she asked again. She bit her lip and he felt himself cave. Damn it.

The Last Straw

Lea was in the living room wearing shorts and a tank top. He was sure she wasn't wearing a bra. Damn, she looked good. Her thick dark curls where piled on her head She had made up a bed for him on the couch.

"Thank you so much, Jason," she smirked and walked toward him. She kissed his cheek gently and Jason got a chance to feel how soft those lips of her were. He felt her nipples brush against his shoulder and she pulled away. His cock responded. Lea trotted off to her room and Jason settled down on the couch. He took a few breaths and calmed down. 

About an hour later, he had just drifted into sleep when his thirst got to be too much for him. He knew where the kitchen was, since he worked over here so much. As he walked past Lea's room he noticed her door was slightly ajar. He heard her make a soft sigh. He stopped, he couldn't help it, and he peeked in. He could see the form of her body on top of the covers. She had her hand down her shorts and he could see movement, while her other hand held her breast. She made small sounds as she rubbed her pussy. She started to move her hips faster and faster and he knew she was about to cum. 

"Oh, Jason, fuck me," she said quietly as he watched her cum.

His cock was hard immediately. Had she seriously just said his name? Jason hands were gripped tightly in fists. This was too much. He had a limit. Jason was a nice guy, but what he was about to do was not a nice guy thing. He pushed the door open. Lea sat up quickly. He flicked on the lights.

"What did you say?" he moved into her space.

She was breathing heavily and he could smell her sex in the room. He was so hard it hurt. There was no way he could stop now.

"Were you spying on me?" she tried to sound indignant, but her voice was breathy from her orgasm.

"No, sweetheart, I was going to get a drink of water, when I heard you call my name while you were rubbing that wet pussy of yours."

Lea's eyes grew wide at his words. He reached toward her and pulled her up to him. He took the hand she was using to make herself cum and slide her fingers into his mouth. She gasped.

"What are you..." She trailed off as his tongue twirled around her and he closed his eyes enjoying her taste. He slowly removed them and stared into her eyes. Lea bit her bottom lip and he could see she was thinking about how to get the advantage and turn this into some kind of tease.

"I'm done with the teasing Lea. It's my turn." 

He didn't wait for her response, instead pulling her top over her head and shoving her shorts down. He leaned in and kissed her hard. His head swirled. Her lips were better than he imagined. His tongue pushed into her mouth and she greeted him with a small lick back. He let his hand roughly massage her ass and pulled her closer to him. She moaned against his mouth and he felt her hands reach to the bottom of his shirt. She wanted him too. He let her pull his short over his head and then pull his boxers down. She ran her hands over his hard stomach and strong arms, then suddenly she pushed him away, "You're too young for me." She was taking quick breaths and her eyes were glazed over with lust.

"Stop fucking saying that," he grabbed her again forcing her onto the bed beneath him. She acquiesced and let him spread her legs. "Let's see if your pussy thinks I'm too young," he said as he let his hand slide up and down her wet lips.

"Oh shit," she moaned as he slid a finger inside her. 

"Mmm," he took a breath as his cock hardened. She was dripping wet for him. "You're such a fucking tease, Lea," he whispered in her ear as he fingered her faster. His head dove down and he took a nipple into his mouth. She was moaning now, he fingered her faster, feeling a sense of pride that he finally had her underneath him.

"Jason," she gasped pushing him away. He knelt beside her his fingers coming out of her. "We have to stop. You really are to young," she said as she started to sit up, but he pushed her down.

"Tell me you don't want me," he said seriously as he spread her legs and knelt between them. He placed one hand on her collarbone, holding her down, and the other on his cock, as he began to rub the tip of his cock on her clit.

"Fuck," she cried out. He felt her pussy gush as he continued to grind on her. She tried to move away but he moved to lie on top of her.

He massaged her pussy with his cock while he talked to her, "Tell me to stop Lea. Just tell me to stop and I'll get dressed and go." She moaned in response and he moved his cock faster. "I don't think you want me to stop Lea. All that teasing," he licked the side of her neck. "That show in the bathroom, the way you were rubbing your body, showing me how to do it. Did you think I wouldn't be going crazy wanting to fuck you?" his voice was deep. 

He kissed her hard and let go of his cock. He grabbed her tits with both his hands and pulled on her nipples. Lea gasped. He kissed her neck and then moved to her nipples. He sucked one hard looking up at Lea's face. Her eyes were closed. He bit down on her nipple, "Open them." Lea's eyes snapped open and locked with his. He continued to suck and then switched to her other nipple giving it the same attention. 

"Fuck, Jason," she moaned. His hand returned to her core and he began to push two fingers inside of her. He slid them all the way in until he could use his thumb to rub her clit. Lea yelled out. He sat up so he could kiss her.

"You like that?" he asked against her lips.

"Oh God, Jason," she pulled him to her.

He took this as a yes. He fingered her pussy faster rubbing her clit quickly with his thumb. She was close, he could tell. She was quiet and all he could hear was the slapping of his hand against her pussy and her hard breaths. 

"Shit, I'm going to..." Jason pulled his fingers out of her and stopped touching her. She looked at him in shock. "What the fuck?" she asked as she squirmed.




Tease



"How does it feel?" he asked her eyebrows raised.

"Fuck you, Jason," she began to close her legs. She thought he was done. 

"Alright," He held her thighs open and kissed her again as he pushed his hard cock inside her. 

"Jason," she called out as his cock assaulted her pussy. He felt her cum almost the instant he moved his cock around inside of her. She squeezed him tight and he instinctively started thrusting into her. She kept making these little moans that were driving him crazy. Jason had only slept with a few girls his own age. More or less it involved him trying to convince them to do stuff. It was different with Lea, she was moving her hips in circles as he fucked her, meeting his thrusts. He pulled back to look at her. She opened her eyes and held his gaze. Fuck, this girl, he thought as he pulled out and came on her stomach. He was breathing hard and turned to lay back on her bed. Lea reached over and let a hand run down his stomach. He watched as she leaned close to his ear.

"Don't think you get to sleep in here now, back to the couch, Ronald," she whispered.

He turned quickly and rolled over on top of her, "Enough for the Ronald thing," he said seriously. 

Lea laughed nervously and he smirked, he wanted to intimidate her. He kissed her hard sucking her lip into his mouth and biting it. She pulled her head back and took her injured lip into her mouth.

"Fine," she looked away. Jason's cock got hard all over again when she gave him that submissive look. He kissed her again and he knew she could feel him harden against her pussy.

"Turn over," he whispered and helped her turn over so her beautiful, brown ass was in the air for him. 

"This is how I always think of it with you. This way. Spanking my ass," she said with a soft voice.

Jason moaned as she spoke those words. He pulled her ass to his crotch and rubbed against her. He pushed her torso further down on the bed. The first time he hit her ass with the palm of his hand, he didn't know who moaned louder her or him. He spanked her ass a few more times and then he couldn't wait. 

"Are you ready for me to fuck this pussy, Lea?" he asked as he lined his cock up with her entrance. She nodded and he slapped her ass, "Tell me."

Lea turned to look over her shoulder, "I want you to fuck my pussy, Jason," she said looking him directly in the eye.

With that, he shoved his hard cock inside of her and began to slam into her ass over and over. He watched as her brown ass jiggled against him. He grabbed both cheeks hard as he continued to fuck her.

"Oh shit, Jason, you're so deep," Lea moaned out.

Jason swiveled his hips and began to fuck her with short hard thrusts. He reached a hand up and grabbed a handful of her curls, pulling her head up. All she could do was let him do what he was doing, he had her completely in his control.

"You like this Lea? Tell me I'm too young to fuck you this good," he pulled out and then slammed back inside her. Lea screamed out and he continued to fuck her, "Tell me," he repeated.

"I love it Jason, fuck me," she moaned. He pounded her harder letting her hair go and leaning over her so they were flat on the bed and Lea's legs were pushed out straight. He slid his hand between Lea and the bed and began to rub her clit. Lea's hands were laid flat on the bed by her head, palms down. He loved that she was being completely submissive to him. 

"I'm going to cum," he whispered in her ear. 

"Wait," she managed to get out from under him. He fell back on his back, his hand on his hard cock. "I want you to cum in my mouth," she said as she dove down and took his cock into her warm, wet mouth.

Jason revealed in her thick lips around his cock as her tongue swirled around. He held her head close as he came in her mouth. He watched as she swallowed him down, and then leaned forward to lick away anything she missed. He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her hard.

"You are fucking amazing," he said against her lips.

"You're not too bad yourself," she smiled and kissed him.

"Stop being a bitch to me, just for one minute," he held her face close.

"I am a bitch, Jason. I'm 32 and single and live with my parents. Obviously, I'm working through some shit," her eyes turned serious as she spoke.

"We're all working through some shit," he kissed her, "at least we can fuck like crazy while we're doing it." He raised his eyebrows at her and she giggled in agreement.

"I'm exhausted. Your young ass wore me out," she lay back and pulled the comforter over her.

"If I had any energy left, I'd punish you for calling me young again," he said as he lay beside her and pulled her close.

She laughed, "It was a compliment."

He grunted in response and kissed her ear, conceding. 

They both lay still and comfortable, their breath getting soft and even as they fell asleep.



Tease



I knew it was a bad idea, us both going to the same place, you with your work colleges, me just out with the girls. Both in the same bar we act like we don't know each other but I can feel your eyes watching me all night. I flirt with other guys knowing it will make your blood hot; I've always loved you a little mad. I let them put there arms around me, knowing you are watching but can't do anything because of the people you are with. 

I break off from my group to go to the bathroom at the back if the bar. It's secluded and out the way, a small corridor to walk down before I reach it. I see you rise out the corner of my eye, half hear you make some comment to one if the guys your with, everyone laughs. You follow me, I pretend to not notice you there but then trip slightly in my heals, you reach out to grab me and stop me from falling.

I act coy "Oh, Charles didn't realise you were here." A smirk on my lips knowing I have riled you. Still irrationally angry at you for choosing your wife the week before. You push me to the wall, hands held above my head, your body pressing against me, face inches away from mine. I think you are going to kiss me, but instead you lean into my ear. 

"You can flirt with who you like darlin' but remember, you're coming home with me." You nip at my ear lobe and my knees go weak. "Mine" you whisper. You release my hands and let me continue to the toilet, slapping my arse as I go, your territory well and truly claimed.

The rest of the evening passes uneventfully, we both seem to have a good time, joking with our friends. My short dress seems to get me a lot of attention, both from you and the other men at the bar. I forget myself and have a cheeky kiss or too. I know I am disobeying you but you hurt me and I don't care. 

As you start to stager out the bar you brush past me I look up at you and our eyes meet. You indicate to the exit and carry on your way. I leave it a minute then excuse myself from the girls, unwrapping a man's arm from around my shoulders as I rise. 

I'm drunker that I thought and as I stand I sway a little but I manage to make it out into the muggy evening air. You are stood by the doorway smoking a cigarette you reach out and grab my hand pulling me to you. "Sexy" you drunkenly mumble as you nuzzle my neck. I realise the problems it could cause if one of the guys from work were to see us like this so I flag us down a taxi. 

We slide into the back seat and you give the name of a nearby hotel. The ride is short but trying to keep your hands off me takes all my self restraint, much to amusement of the taxi driver who seems completely undisturbed by seeing a woman with a man twice her age. In what seems like a life time we pull up to the front of a mid level hotel. It had nether the grittiness of a cheep motel nor the glamor of an up market establishment it is a place to sleep in relative comfort with some of the luxuries of home. 

We head inside and you pull a key from your wallet, you had clearly checked in earlier, knowing you would not be making it home to your wife. We travel two floors in the confinement of the lift. My short dress is starting to feel too tight on me, I'm acutely aware of the suspenders on my legs, my clothes begin to restrict me. I just want to feel your skin on mine. As we sway along the corridor your arm is firmly around my waist making my skin burn and my groin ache. 

Finally we arrive back at the room and you drag me inside . You flip the switch on the wall and the harsh hotel lighting fills the room as you pull me toward the bed undoing your belt as you go. "Undress" it's a simple demand and easily obeyed. 

Except for my heals and suspenders, we have done this enough times for me to know not to try and remove them, I am naked before you in moments, feeling your eyes roam across my body. "On the bed!" again, a command and not a request. I can see you are driven by the animal need my flirting has awoken and I begin to feel that I might regret teasing you so much at the bar. 

I lay across the bed, my breathing heavy with excitement as you stand watching me. Your belt is undone and you slowly start to pull down your jeans. Your huge cock, rock hard, testament to the frustration I have caused you all evening. "Come," you order and I immediately start to crawl across the bed towards you, feline in my movements, my body swaying seductively as I move. I hear you grown as you watch me. 

I stop as I reach the end of the bed, kneeling before you, looking up at you from beneath my lashes, a smirk on my lips as I run my teeth over them. Without waiting to be asked I slowly roll my tongue over the tip of your manhood, tasting the beads of pre cum already starting to gather there. Your hand makes it's way involuntarily to the back of my head, wrapping itself in my long raven locks. Before you get a chance to show me you want it I take you into my eager, hungry mouth. I feel you throbbing on my tongue as I begin to lick and suck you the movement of my head getting into a steady rhythm. 

I feel your body tense beneath my mouth, reaching your limit. Just as I think you are about to give in to the primal need flowing through your body you roughly pull my head off your cock by my hair. Instantly stopping your pleasure. 

You push me backwards onto the bed. 

"Roll over and get on all fours." I comply, unsure about just what is coming, you gab my ankles and pull me until I am perched on the end of the bed. You lean over me till your mouth is next to my ear, I can feel the breath on my cheek and smell the drink on your breath. 

"You have been a very naughty girl darlin'." 

I feel your hand slowly caressing the soft pale skin of my backside. It feels so good, I melt into your touch, your skin feeling rough against the delicateness of my own. Your hand leaves me and the room feels cold after your warm touch, the breeze from the window chilling me. 

Suddenly your hand is brought back down onto my plump backside. The sharp sting of your palm matching the harsh slapping sound in the air. Your fingers rub against the warm red handprint for a moment before giving me another slap, then another and another, the sharp stings interlaced with your gentle caress. 

Each impact sends waves of pleasure down the backs of my legs, and increases the moisture between them, what was supposed to be a punishment bringing me great pleasure. Gradually my backside starts to get hot and red, but you keep going, until I am crying out with every slap, you have never spanked me this hard and I don't know how much longer I can take it. After what seems like an eternity you stop. 

"You have been a big tease, you naughty girl, you should have known better than to torment me like that, you are mine young lady, and you have been misbehaving. Naughty girls must be punished." 

" I know I have been bad and my behaviour was unacceptable, I have learnt my lesson and thank you for correcting me."

My voice catches in my throat from the mixture if pleasure and pain. My backside really stinging now that my spanking is over. 

I hear you laugh slightly, "Oh darlin'" you giggle me menacingly , "That wasn't your punishment, I know how much you enjoy a spanking, and even if I didn't that wet pussy would have given it away." 

I feel a chill pass through me, you had never really felt the need to punish me in anything more than a playful way before now. If my spanking, so much harder than I was used to, wasn't my punishment then what was? 

I stay routed to the spot, slightly afraid to move without permission. I can hear you moving around the room behind me but I don't look round to see what you are doing instead I concentrate on the picture on the wall behind the bed. 

Your hands slowly stroke my shoulders before sliding the thick collar around my neck and pull it tight at the back. I can breath freely but only just. I can't see it but I know exactly what it looks like, black leather with metal studs, a couple of rings at the front to attach wrist cuffs too. 

"I think you need your collar tonight my dear to remind you that you are mine" 

"Thank you," I mumble, loving the familiar feeling of the heavy collar around my neck. 

Your fingers suddenly enter my soaking womanhood, deeply and filling me with instant pleasure. A moan escapes my lips as you start to work me, I can feel your large fingers gently stroking my inner walls, expertly working me. I can feel the juices flowing out of me, I am so wet and so aroused. I feel the pleasure building within me; I can't help the grunts and moans escaping my lips. You are pushing me to the edge of orgasm. My muscles clench, body starts to shake, I am right on the peak, I few more seconds before I am in ecstasy. Then as suddenly as you started, you stop. 

I am left gasping and uncomfortable the build up of pressure between my legs in desperate need of release. 

"It's not nice being teased is it?" You ask.

"No!" I mange to gasp in reply my brain sill not functioning properly. "Please , please finish me!" I beg you. 

"Oh no, you still need to learn your lesson miss." Your voice has an amused chill to it that I am not used to. 

Your fingers spread my womanly lips, playing with the moisture you find there, spreading it, careful not to touch my clit or send me over the edge. I feel you start to trace rings around my arse, making it wet and slippery. It feels so good but also intimidates me slightly. I have always said your cock is just to big and I am just too tight to put in there. 

Slowly and gently one of your fingers starts to enter my tight little hole, your other hand stoking and soothing me. A few seconds of uncomfortable pain as I struggle to relax then so much pleasure. It feels so good and so tight, I push myself back towards you wanting you deeper. Your finger moves in and out, twists and turns as I loose myself to the feeling. When I am overcome by the waves of pleasure, my tight little arse good and relaxed I feel your finger slide out and the head of your huge cock rest against the entrance. 

"God love please no!" I beg knowing what is coming.

"Naughty girls must learn there lessons" you reply.

You make soothing noises as one hand gently strokes my back while the other holds me open. I concentrate on my breathing as your thick cock pushes heavily against me. I don't know if what I am feeling is fear or excitement, but my wet throbbing pussy would indicate the second. You sooth me and tell me to relax as I try my hardest not to tense and make this harder for myself. Even so I find it impossible not to cry out and sob as your head finally breaks though, stretching me wide.

Once the head is in the rest follows in one thrust making me cry out in pain. I honestly don't think I have ever felt so full, no way to stretch me even another inch. I don't know is what I am feeling is pleasure or pain, if I should sob or cum, the feelings threatening to overwhelm me.

"Are you full enough my darling?" You ask as you slowly fuck my arse. A moan is all I can manage in reply. I guess you take that as a no as the next second you have thrust my favourite toy into my soaked pussy. It buzzes on the highest setting, deep inside me and filling me completely. Even my clit does not escape it's attention as it is also assaulted by my vibrating toy. 

My senses are completely overwhelmed as you pick up speed and pound into me. I no longer feel human. I can't think there is nothing that exists other than the sensations my lower half is being subjected to. Your hard cock hurts me as you pound away, but with the pleasure it gives I would never want you to stop.

Tears are freely flowing down my cheeks as I am overcome by feelings and emotions, my body shakes, wave after wave of pleasure sweeping over me, I feel liquid gush from my pussy soaking the backs of my legs where I have collapsed onto them, running down my thighs, yet still I have not reached my peak. 

My gushing pussy has not escaped your notice,

"Oh darlin we've not done that before have we?"

You stroke the back of my head before grabbing onto my hips, and holding me dead against you, in me to the hilt, your hot liquid pumping into me finally taking me over the edge with you, before I completely collapse, sobbing onto the bed. You lay down with me and wrap your arms around me, still inside my arse, but I don't even feel it anymore. 

"Are you ok love?" You ask as you stroke my hair and kiss my cheek. 

"Yes" I nod my reply "it was just so much, so overwhelming" 

Then laid on the hotel bed, stained with my juices, you soft cock still inside me and my toy resting on my leg, it's batteries beginning to die, I begin to fall asleep in your arms, where I know I am loved and cherished. 

"I have learnt my lesson love, I won't tease you again" I mumble as I drift off. 

"Don't make promises you can't keep," You laugh as you hold me to you, watching over me as I dream.



Tease



Hello, everyone. I just wanted to say that I hope you all enjoy this story. It's my first attempt at writing erotica and I had fun writing it. As most authors on here say, no I'm not a professional writer so grammar and spelling won't be perfect. All people in the story are of the legal age for sexual interaction. All characters are purely fictional and any resemblance to a real person is coincidence. Please leave comments or send feedback to let me know what you thought. This story is intended as a one shot, but if everyone would like more I have other ideas to continue the story. Also a huge thanks to SexyGeek for taking the time to edit and improve my story. Enjoy.

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'How the hell did I end up like this?' Johnathon wondered as the girl next to him sat so close that he could feel her petite breasts pressing into his arm. Her hand was in his lap and giving him the most teasing handjob he had ever seen, her fingers barely touching his hot skin. Only occasionally would she make contact, and even then, it was a slow, gentle stroke, from the base of his shaft to the swollen and sensitive head. The rest of the time her fingertips just glided over his slick shaft and tight scrotum, her long nails barely scratching him. He could practically feel her smiling in the dark as she toyed with him. 

Her name was Claire, and Johnathon hated and loved her all at once. Claire loved teasing and toying with him like this, and if it was only a teasing handjob, Johnathon knew he could handle it. The pleasure she always brought to him was beyond exquisite and he loved it, craved it almost. The problem, that Johnathon couldn't handle, was where she did it. All around him in the dark room sat his classmates. All twenty-four of the students sat and looked to the front of the class watching a documentary on The Amazon, while Claire had Johnathon's aching cock out in the open where it would be seen by anybody who chanced to turn around. 

"Shhh," she whispered in his ear. "They'll hear you. Then you'll be in real trouble," was all she said as she once more grabbed him softly around the base and slowly pulled up, her hand moving only a fraction of an inch every second or so, till her hand slid over the sensitive and wet head of his shaft. 

Johnathon wanted this all to end, he was tired of her games, Claire sucking him off in the bathroom was one thing, but this? Each new game she came up with was taking another year off his life. He just wanted to finish his senior year of high school and get out of this small town, hopefully to get a real job and help his mom and dad out of their financial crisis, but Claire seemed determined to ruin it all. He dreaded and looked forward to each encounter with her. 

The worst part was he couldn't tell Claire to fuck off and leave him alone. If he did she would show photos of Johnathon being intimate with Mrs. Jones the gym teacher and both of them would be ruined. Johnathon cared for Mrs. Jones and didn't want to ruin her life. 

So Johnathon sat still hoping for Claire to grow tired of the game and finish him off or just stop altogether and leave him with blue balls. Either way at the moment was fine with him as long as they weren't caught.

"We're coming to the end of class," Clare whispered in his ear and giving it a soft nibble. "You gonna cum all over the place? Make a mess all over the desk and your clothes? Let everyone see that you came in the middle of class?" 

Johnathon just stayed quiet, he knew that even for Claire that was too much. It was obvious that she was sitting so close to him, so everyone would know she had a hand in his orgasm. So if he was caught, so would she, and she didn't want her daddy knowing of the games she played. So Johnathon sat still and waited for her to decide what to do.

Suddenly she grabbed his cock hard and started jerking him faster, it was still a slow pace, but after the teasing she put him through it felt like she was going all out. He knew that it would only be a matter of seconds before he exploded. Her hand slid up and down his wet shaft and Johnathon bit his lip so he wouldn't moan. 

"I can feel you throbbing," she whispered in his ear. "You're so close, aren't you? Are you gonna cum right here? Right in front of all these people?" 

They both knew this was just another part of Claire's games. Cumming like this in front of all these people didn't do much for him, although it was a little fun, it was mostly for her. She loved having the control to do this, to make him cum at her leisure, to even make him beg at times. She was always soaked after their games and once they were alone she would demand and force satisfaction from him.

Claire just watched him, looking for any signs of defiance, so that she could tease and punish Johnathon more. He was by far the best toy she had ever had and she loved making him play her games. She felt Johnathon's cock throb in her hand harder and glanced down at it smiling. Precum was oozing down from the slit in the head of his dick, she stopped stroking and swirled the precum around his shaft for lubrication and started jerking him again. Claire rubbed her thighs together and could feel that she was almost dripping into her seat. If she had touched her clit right then, she knew she would have had an earth shattering orgasm.

"You're so close Johnny, I can feel it." Her hand moving to his balls and feeling how tight they were pulled against him. "They're so swollen, you're gonna cum all over the place." She scratched her nails gently against his scrotum and felt Johnathon tense up. Claire's joy and excitement was evident in her voice, her breathing was shallow and quick in Johnathon's ear. Johnathon himself was breathing hard and his fingers squeezed the desk hard. His cock was throbbing and he could feel it swelling up ready to explode. Claire giggled softly in his ear as she started stroking him once more, still so slow and gentle.

Finally Johnathon broke his silence, "I'm cumming," he said as quietly as he could. Claire suddenly leaned down and wrapped her small lips around the tip of his cock and sucked hard. It took everything Johnathon had not to groan or thrust into Claire's mouth. This was probably the most powerful orgasm he had ever had and through sheer force of will he was able to stay quiet. 

Claire moaned very softly as she felt Johnathon's hot cum erupt and hit the back of her throat. Rope after thick rope of cum exploded into her mouth and some straight down her throat. Claire simply sucked and swallowed harder, eager to get every drop she could. She loved Johnathon's cum, the taste, the smell, the texture of it. Everything about it drove her wild and she realized that she was starting to crave it on a daily basis. Claire could never let Johnathon know this. 

After the last bit of cum finally oozed out from the swollen head, Claire sat up slowly and gently patted Johnathon's cock as it started to soften. Johnathon quickly put his penis away and looked around to see if anyone was watching. Everyone seemed to be looking at the screen still unaware of their sexual antics. Johnathon breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Claire. 

She was still close enough to be pressing against Johnathon and he could see her swirling his cum around in her mouth, savoring his taste. Johnathon once more felt the conflicting feelings of hate, disgust and lust for this bitch next to him. Today he was going to have to try and end it. It was risky and if he handled it wrong she could destroy Mrs. Jones and Johnathon with her photo's. But this game had been too much, Johnathon felt like he was going to unravel and breakdown. 

Claire seemed unaware, or uncaring, of Johnathon's inner turmoil. She smiled at Johnathon and made a show of swallowing his load and flashing him her teeth. Then she sat back upright and looked to the front of the class as if nothing had ever happened.

A few hours later Claire was laying on some tumbling mats that were stacked against a wall in a storage closet connected to the gym. Her skirt has hiked up around her small hips, her panties where pulled to the side and she had two fingers pumping in and out of her tight, dripping pussy. Her smooth milky legs where spread wide open as if she was waiting for someone to walk up and thrust into her. A sly and sexual smile was on her lips and her eyes where slits and full of lust. She looked over at Johnathon as he stood there trembling.

"Please, no more. I don't want to do this anymore." Johnathon's voice had a slight tremble in it and Claire was trying to decide if it was from lust or anger. She knew that her fun infuriated him as much as it aroused him and that was part of her fun. 

"Claire, I can't take it anymore. Your games, they've gone to far. We're gonna get caught and expelled." 

Claire just smiled and pulled her fingers out of her wet hole and brought them to her lips. She slid them one by one into her mouth and sucked them clean, then slid them down and started rubbing her clit gently. A soft moan escaped her lips and her hips started to gyrate, almost begging for Johnathon to come and enter her. 

Johnathon knew that she would never actually beg, just tease him and if need be threaten him. He was hoping to end this before she started threatening him. If things go that far her next game would be worse, and end with him having the worst case of blue balls you could imagine. 

"Stop it Johnny. You're being pathetic." A gasp escaped her lips as she slid two fingers back into her pussy. "You know how this is going to end and I'm in no mood for your antics. Bring me that cock and fuck me."

Her eyes looked at Johnathon's crotch and traveled up his lean body to his eyes. Her eyes where no longer filled with lust, but annoyance and a hint of anger. Johnathon knew that his chances, as small as they were, where only diminishing with each passing second. 

"Please Claire, end this. This is crazy and it's going to get us in trouble." Claire now looked pissed. She stopped pumping her fingers in and out and Johnathon thought for sure that the threats would come. To his surprise she smiled at him, closed her legs, and sat up and leaned back on her hands.

"So you want to stop having fun? Playing our games?"

'Your games maybe' thought Johnathon, but kept his mouth shut. 

Claire stood up and walked over to Johnathon, her skirt fell back down covering her up. As she walked to him her hips had a gentle swing in them. Her smile seemed playful, almost innocent, but Johnathon saw the malice behind it all and knew she had a new game to play. 

She stopped when she was so close to him he could barely feel her hard nipples rubbing against his chest through their clothes. He could smell her arousal as soon as he walked in the room, but from this close, it was over powering. Johnathon fought hard to stay soft, but with Claire so close and the smell wafting over him, he finally lost the battle. His cock started to harden slowly and caused a tent in his pants. Claire was so close she felt it rub her upper thigh and hip.

Without looking, Claire smiled, and reached down and started rubbing Johnathon's cock through his pants, again using that teasing touch she had mastered, just enough pressure to feel it through your pants and make you shiver, but not enough to bring pleasure, just enough to make you want more. He shivered as Claire scratched his shaft through his pants, the whole time she just smiled that sexual smile.

"Fine, I'll let you go Johnny." Johnathon's eyes opened wide in surprise, then quickly narrowed with suspicion. 

"You are?" He knew it wasn't going to be as easy as that. 

"Yes I am," Claire said as she started to slowly sink to her knees in front of him. "But we have one last game Johnny. The rules are simple." She glanced at her watch and looked at Johnathon's bulge that was now in front of her face. "We have about fifteen minutes before the cheerleaders come for the tumble mats and find us." She opened her mouth and gently bit Johnathon's cock through his pants. Johnathon had to close his eyes and bite back his groan.

"All you have to do," she started unzipping his pants, "is fuck me." She pulled his pants and boxers down enough so that his cock sprang out, almost slapping her face. She giggled and grabbed the bouncing cock holding it in her delicate hand. "You have to fuck me and make me cum." She sucked the tip into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head. "Mmmm, make me cum, let's say..." she thought as her hand squeezed and massaged Johnathon's shaft. "Three times seems fair." Her soft moist tongue flicked out and teased the sensitive spot under the head of Johnathon's cock. 

"That's all? Make you cum three times?" Johnathon was excited at the prospect of the simple bet. Last time he fucked her she came five times in ten minutes. So three in fifteen minutes seemed simple.

"Just make me cum three times, in fifteen minutes." She leaned forward and nibbled on the head of his cock and started slowly stroking it with a firm grip. Precum oozed out the tip and down the head to her soft lips. "Oh yeah," Claire said as she flicked her tongue around her lips tasting his precum. "You can't cum at all though. If you don't cum and I cum three times," her mouth was once more around the head and sucking harder now. She pulled it out with a pop and smiled. "You're free to go. But if you don't," her hand gripped painfully hard on his cock and anger flashed through her eye's. Johnathon yelped in surprise. "You will do what I want, when I want." Her hand relaxed its grip and she licked his scrotum. "Understand?" 

Johnathon gulped and nodded his head in compliance. He had no idea if he could last fifteen minutes without cumming. Despite all his hate and frustration for Claire, with how much he despised her, she was a hell-of-a sexy slut. He couldn't help but love the feeling of her tight pussy squeezing his cock so hard, the feeling of her juices dripping down his shaft and on his balls, erupting deep inside her or in her mouth, but this seemed to be his only way out. So he had no choice.

"Ok, I understand the rules." He shivered in delight as Claire sucked the head of his cock even harder, pulling another drop or precum up the shaft.

"Good," Was all Claire said and then to Johnathon's surprise she attacked his cock with her mouth. Her lips slid right down to the base and held tight as she started sucking hard, one hand rubbing and scratching his thighs as her other hand massaged his balls. 

"Oohh Fuck!" Johnathon gasped and grabbed her head. "Wait, are we starting now?" Claire just giggled around his cock and started bobbing her head. 

'Of course the bitch is trying to cheat!' Johnathon grabbed Claire's head and pulled her off his now soaked and throbbing cock. He was breathing hard from her sudden and intense cock sucking. He glared at her and Claire could feel the hate pouring out of him. Claire just giggled and licked her lips. 

With a glance at her watch she smiled her evil and sexy smile saying, "Only twelve minutes now. Better hurry." Johnathon was trying hard to think of a way to turn this around against her.

'Maybe I'll just fuck her till she cums three times, then just pull out and not let her touch me. That way I won't have to worry about cumming.' Johnathon smiled at his plan and grabbed Claire under her arm pits and pulled her to her feet. Then he pushed her back till she hit the tumble mats and fell on her back. Instantly her legs shot up and opened wide, her hand pulling her panties aside while the other groped her firm tits through her blouse.

"Mmmmm Johnny! I didn't know you had a rough side to you." She licked her lips and started grinding her hips up at him. Johnathon stepped between her legs and rubbed the tip of his dick against her soaked slit. 

"Come on Johnny, fuck me and get your freedom baby." Her eyes closed as she felt the head of his cock start to spread open her puffy pussy lips, but Johnathon stopped and looked at Claire confused.

'Baby? Did she call me baby?' Johnathon just shook his head and grabbed Claire's hips and slammed hard into her. Knowing that she loved to be fucked rough and hard, Johnathon went right to the rough sex, hoping to make her cum as soon as possible. He dug his fingers into her hips and started pounding in and out of her as hard and fast as he could. Claire's eyes shot wide open and let out a long deep groan.

"Ohhh you mother fucker! Ugh! Right for the hard stuff, ugh! You bastard!" Claire had a filthy mouth whenever Johnathon fucked her hard. If he had thought of this he would have thought of a different strategy. The only thing more arousing then her dirty talk to him was her teasing handjobs and blowjobs. 

'Fuck!' thought Johnathon, 'I forgot about her dirty talk.' All Johnathon had to do was stop and change the pace, but he was already becoming lost in the pleasure. Johnathon had had sex before, but never had a woman felt as good wrapped around him as Claire did. Every time he thrust into her, he seemed to get lost inside her and felt all the frustration go from him. All the anger and hate just came out through his fucking Claire. In these moments he could almost love her for how she made him feel at peace. 

So he continued to slam in and out of her, his hands holding her smooth and soft thighs tight against him to keep her from sliding across the mats. Claire lifted her shirt and bra to play with her breasts as they bounced up and down. Johnathon shuddered at the sight and felt his cock throb as he slammed into her.

'Fuck! No not yet. Please not yet. I need to make her cum at least once before I stop.' He could already feel his balls start to tighten and pull close to his body, ready to shoot deep inside her. So instead of stopping for a break and a chance to calm down he fucked harder and faster, hoping to make her cum once before he was to close. His balls hit her butt cheeks so hard it stung. Claire loved it and started getting louder.

"Yessss! Fuck me Johnny! Fuck my hot pussy! Oh god baby make me cum all over that big cock! Ohh yessss, make me soak you in my pussy juice!" Johnathon felt himself getting closer and closer, his cock tingling with the urge to let go and cum, but his mind fighting it with everything he had. His cock started jerking inside Claire and she could feel it. Her eyes locked on Johnathon's and her smile just got bigger.

"Are you getting close? Ugh, fuck! Are you gonna pump me full of cum? I know how much you love it. You, ohhh fuck, know how much I do baby. Do it Johnny. Just let go and fill me up! Oh baby harder, fuck me harder baby! So close!"

Johnathon would surely have cum inside of her by now if it wasn't for the fact she kept calling him baby. This confused Johnathon as she had never used an endearing pet name with him before. This confusion helped stave off his orgasm just long enough for Claire to cum.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I'm cumming, ohhh fuck I'm cumming Johnny!" Her body tensed up and she took a deep breath in. Johnathon felt her pussy squeeze him so hard he almost couldn't move. Then Claire started to tremble and her body went wild, her hips bucking up harder into him, her hands mauling her breasts, her legs snapping shut tight around Johnathon's hips so he couldn't pull away. Her pussy started to spasm around his cock and Johnathon had to pull out. The milking motion was too much and he was right at the edge. 

Claire shook and cussed as her orgasm washed over her. Johnathon just held her hips down and breathed hard, trying to calm down. His cock was bright red and throbbing, so close to erupting all over Claire. He was soaked in their combined juices, but he could feel Claire's juices drip down his shaft and to his balls. She certainly had soaked him like she wanted. Soon Claire calmed down and looked at Johnathon smiling.




Tease



"That was one Johnny boy. You have," she glanced at her watch, "about eight minutes left for two more orgasms." She sat up and looked at his swollen and soaked cock smiling. "And I don't think you're going to last much longer by the looks of it." She looked back to Johnathon's eyes and gave him that sexy smile.

By now Johnathon had calmed down enough that he could keep going, but he was getting worried. He knew she was right and that he wouldn't be able to last much longer. He tried thinking of a way to make her cum faster without pushing him over the edge. 

As he thought about it Claire rolled over onto her stomach and placed her feet on the ground. She looked back at Johnathon and gave him the best come hither look she could muster. She reached down and rubbed her perky ass and wiggled it seductively at him.

"Hurry Johnny boy. Time's a wasting." She giggled and slapped her ass and shivered from the pain. She knew that Johnathon loved this position as it made him feel like he was back in charge. For Claire it was another mind game, to let him feel in charge and build him back up, then to take charge of him and break him back down so he knew she was in charge. 

Johnathon wanted to do a different position, but he didn't have time. So he just stepped behind her and slammed deep inside her once more. 

"Oh fuck! That's it baby." Claire closed her eyes tight and smiled. She turned back to the wall and started pushing hard into Johnathon, meeting him stroke for stroke, adding to both of their pleasure. 

Johnathon was panicking. Already he could feel the orgasm begging to swell up in him. He wasn't ready to explode at any second, but after only a minute or two he knew it would come. So Jonathon once more went all out. He grabbed a fistful of Claire's hair and pulled hard, making her back arch and her ass thrust out further. Claire groaned even louder and started fucking back harder. 

"Ohhh Johnny, you gonna try and be the man in charge now? Are you gonna fuck me and make me your bitch? Think you have the balls for it?" She reached between them and slid her long nails against his swinging scrotum. Jonathon tensed up and groaned in pleasure. That simple touch brought him even closer to cumming.

'Only a couple dozen thrusts and it's over. I have to make her cum.' Johnathon reached back and swung his hand down hard slapping Claire's ass. He never would have done this to her before in fear of the repercussions, but he was desperate to make her cum. She yelped in pain and moaned even louder. 

"OHH SHIT! That's it baby! Make me your bitch. Come on Johnny boy, be a man and tame this whore!" She looked back at Jonathon and spread her ass wide open for him. He could see her tight pink ass hole and see his cock spreading her wide open. He could see her puffy pussy lips dragging back and forth on his cock, almost reluctant to let him go. 

"Come on stud, fuck me. Fuck me harder!" Claire closed her eyes and shivered as Johnathon slapped her ass again harder. Her smooth creamy ass was turning bright red in the shape of his hand. He smacked her ass again and again as he pulled harder on her hair. He was pulling so hard on her hair, that she no longer had to support herself and used her free hands to toy with her clit and rub his balls more.

Johnathon felt his cock starting to swell. He was lost in the moment and hadn't felt his orgasm building up. His cock was swelling and he was going to cum any second now. Claire felt it too and started to laugh.

"Looks like you lose baby. Ugh! You're gonna be my play toy for a long time. Let it go Johnny boy. Fill my cunt with all that cum." Her laughter filled the storage room and rang through Johnathon's ears. Hearing it filled Johnathon with rage. Rage that she was going to win and he would be her toy for who knows how long. The rage he felt did the two most amazing things for Johnathon. First, it pushed his orgasm back, even though he was right on the edge, and second, it made him snap and fuck Claire like he never had before.

"Fuck you bitch!" Johnathon yelled. In the enclosed room his voice seemed to be twice as loud and deep as it was and it scared Claire. Her eyes popped open and she looked back at Johnathon and he saw the most satisfying thing he had ever seen on her face. Surprise and fear. This fueled him even more and he let out a long line of filth that he didn't know he was capable of saying to another human being.

"Fuck you, you stupid bitch! I'm not gonna lose to your slutty cunt! You're gonna be my bitch once this is over!" He swung his hand down harder than he had before, and slapped Claire's ass. She screamed in pain and surprise at the force of it. 

"From now on you're gonna be my fuck toy! You got it! You're gonna do what I say when I say it! I'm gonna show everyone what a filthy whore you really are!" Another slap and Claire screamed. Then she tensed up and came so hard that she squirted around Johnathon's rampaging cock. Yet he didn't stop, as her legs quivered and her pussy spasmed out of control around his cock he thrust harder and faster. He let go of her hair and she fell forward onto the mat panting and moaning. Her legs twitching and her hips falling down as her body collapsed from the power of her orgasm.

Still Johnathon didn't stop. He grabbed her hips and dug his fingers in tight and lifted, holding her up so he could keep assaulting her soaked and tender pussy. Claire's hips slammed into the mats over and over and she faintly wondered if it would leave a bruise. Yet still his cock kept coming, slamming in and out without mercy.

'I thought for sure he was going to cum, how did this happen?' Claire could barely think, all she could do was lay there taking whatever he gave her. She knew that she needed to stay in charge, at least taunt him so she wouldn't look like she had been broken, but the truth was she had. He had broken her and made her his bitch. She knew that from now on she was his toy. She would do whatever he wanted from now on, no questions asked, she was his now. Finally, she found her voice and gave in to him.

"Oh god baby it's..." and then her third orgasm hit her. It came out of nowhere and while it wasn't as powerful as her previous one, it was enough to stop her from talking. If she had finished her sentence, maybe things would have turned out much differently between the two of them. Instead she could only voice a scream and quiver around his punishing cock more. Her hand shot behind her to grab Johnathon and to hold him tight, she needed him to stop before she lost her mind.

Johnathon was lost in his own world. He had no idea of the change that happened to Claire. If he had, he would have stopped right there and announced his victory over her. Instead he kept fucking her in his rage and lust fueled trance, trying to break her and make her submit, the whole time calling her his bitch, his slut, his whore, cum dump and every other degrading name he could think of. If he could have focused just a little more he would of felt his orgasm coming, but he was too far gone to feel the orgasm coming until he felt his balls churn and shoot out all his cum.

He slammed into Claire hard and started pumping her with what felt like a month's worth of cum. Throwing his head back he let out an animal like roar as he came deep inside her. He pushed so deep into her that he thought for sure, in a brief moment of clarity, that he was pumping his cum right into her womb and this made him cum even harder. 

Claire just about lost her mind when she felt his cum shooting into her. She could feel every throb of his cock, followed by the hot cum plastering her vaginal walls and even against her womb. Once more she came and this one wracked her body leaving her a quivering mess. Claire couldn't scream, cry or groan out in pleasure. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body simply shook. 

It felt as if minutes had passed as the two slowly came back down from their orgasmic high, both panting and sweating hard, their clothes sticking to them and their hair plastered to their face. The room felt like a sauna and reeked of sex. Claire lay on the mat gasping for air as Johnathon slumped to the floor and stretched out. Neither able to talk or move for the moment. Both were still enjoying the afterglow of the best sex they ever had.

Their small world was crushed as suddenly the door handle to the storage room started to shake as someone was unlocking it. Claire and Johnathon sat up staring at the door, fear of being caught giving them the energy they needed to get up and hide. Both scrambled to their feet, and both of them unsteady, as they looked for anything they might have dropped.

"Quickly back there, behind the shelves." Claire pointed them out and both darted behind it. The shelves held only basket balls and volley balls and offered no real cover to hide behind, but hopefully if whoever came in wasn't paying attention or looking for anything specific, they would overlook the two sweaty people and leave. 

Johnathon sat with his back against the shelves and tried to get his breathing under control. He glanced at Claire and she was taking long slow breaths as she tried to calm her racing heart. To Johnathon's amazement, and fear, she had her evil lusty smile back and was looking right at him. 

She scooted close to him and leaned over to whisper in his ear. "You know," she breathed as the door opened, "you made me cum all three times, four actually," two cheerleaders walked in and looked at the tumble mats. "But," she went on, "you also came. So you lose, Johnny boy." The color drained from Johnathon's face as the two cheerleaders talked about the smell in the room.

Claire straddled Johnathon and grabbed his still engorged and sloppy penis. Johnathon looked at her and gave her his best "What the fuck are you doing?" look. Claire simply giggled and leaned forward to nibble on his ear. 

The two cheerleaders started pushing the mats out into the gym and the sliding sound masked Claire's voice. "You lose baby, so now, you're mine." With that she sat down and pushed his still semi hard cock into her tender pussy. Moaning softly, Claire started gently rocking her hips back and forth.



Tease



I met these two boys recently. Mark and Phillip were brothers and they were both honeys. Both of them were the epitome of tall, dark and handsome, and they were both interested in me. One was nineteen, the same age as me, and the other was twenty.

Normally I'd have gone for the older brother like a shot, especially if I'd met them one at a time, but I met them at the same time and they were both absolutely charming. I couldn't decide which one I wanted as a boyfriend and which would be just a friend. A delicious situation to be in.

I finished up teasing them both, leading them both on to a certain extent, creating a little friendly rivalry between them. It did wonders for my ego to have them competing for me. 

On one fine Saturday I was around at their place. The reason was quite simple. The Saturday wasn't just a fine and sunny day; it was a really hot sunny day, and the boys had a pool at their place. I was swanning around in a demure little bikini, having an occasional swim and having the boys chat me up. Question - can you call any bikini demure? I suspect not, but that's how it was described at the shop.

Anyway, the boys were flirting wildly and I was teasing and we were having fun generally. I finally had to go into the house to attend to nature's needs and I was going to grab some cold drinks out of the fridge for me and the boys. After the pit-stop I wandered into the kitchen and it was a case of, "Oh, crap."

The boy's father was sitting in the kitchen. From the look of it he'd just been having a cup of coffee and reading the paper. One look at Ron and you knew the boys had to take after their mother. (My understanding was that she was now deceased, which was why I'd never met her.) But, if you remember, I called the boys tall, dark and handsome. They were also reasonable slender. The same could not be said to apply to their father.

You've heard of diamonds in the rough? A bit of polish and they sparkle. Ron was more like a lump of granite in the rough. A bit of polish and he'd be a polished lump of granite. He was tall, which was undoubtedly where the boys inherited their height, but he was also blonde, solid, and ugly. OK, maybe ugly is a harsh word. Let's just say he might be considered unhandsome. 

I also had this funny impression that he disapproved of me. I don't know why that was so, but I sensed it.

"Ah, Katherine," he said, smiling. "I was hoping to have a word with you."

Have you ever noticed the smile on a shark or a crocodile? They have these great big wide smiles and they don't mean a thing. Ron was wearing one of those smiles now.

"I want you to stop leading the boys on," he stated flatly. "Your teasing of them is starting to develop a rivalry between them and it could get nasty, so cut it out."

Well, really? I wasn't doing anything wrong. What harm was there in a bit of playful flirting and teasing? I went all innocent.

"Excuse me?" I said, trying to sound bewildered. "I'm not sure what you mean. We're all just friends."

"I mean that you're keeping them both on a string while you try to decide which one to go for," Ron said, plainly not believing my innocent act. "Why not just make your choice and drag the lucky winner off to a bedroom to seal the deal."

Well, that was a bit crude I thought.

"Oh, I couldn't," I protested, all shocked and embarrassed. "How could you possibly suggest such a thing?"

"You're not going to take this seriously, are you?" he growled, no longer smiling.

"What is there to take seriously?" I asked. "We're all just friends. You couldn't possibly expect me to sleep with one of them just because you think it would be a good idea." 

"That's what I thought," he muttered. "Maybe I should explain it in a different manner."

I cocked my head to one side to show I was willing to listen while he struggled to convince me of his meaning. Stupid of me, in hindsight.

Ron shifted his chair slightly, turning it a bit further away from the table. That was the warning that I completely missed. His hand snaked over, grabbed my arm and pulled. I went sailing across his lap, taken totally by surprise.

"What I'm saying is stop stirring up my boys," he said firmly, and his hand came down upon my bottom with a spank. It wasn't what you would call a firm spank. It was more of a damned hard spank and it hurt. I gave a cry of pain and Ron turned all solicitous. 

"Oh, dear, did that hurt?" he asked me, his voice oozing sympathy. "Did you know it's the fact that you have material covering your bottom that makes spanks hurt? Without the material it doesn't hurt nearly so much."

That was his stance and he was prepared to prove it. Before I fully caught on to what he meant the bottom half of my bikini wasn't the bottom part and longer. It was more the knees part of my bikini with my bottom shining white and on display. 

One hand was resting on my back, holding me down, and the other came down firmly on my bottom. You notice I said firmly, not hard. The spanks were stinging but not hurting like that first one. Not that I really appreciated the difference. I opened my mouth to scream when a nasty little thought occurred.

If I screamed, the boys would probably hear and come in. I'd be caught getting a spanking from their father. They'd probably think it hilarious but I'd never live it down. I didn't dare scream.

All I could really do was wriggle and protest, kicking my legs up and down, and trying to hit him. I had all the success of a kitten attacking a large dog. The next thing I knew my bikini bra fell off.

It didn't fall right off. The back strap came undone and the bra fell away from my breasts, dangling from around my neck. Gee, I wonder how that catch came undone.

Why was I not surprised when Ron reached for my breasts? His hand slid under me and found them and started rubbing them. The up side was that he was no longer spanking me. The down side was that his hands were massaging me, one rubbing my breasts and one rubbing my bottom. At least, it started off rubbing my bottom.

I now had a real problem. I've always found my breasts to be very sensitive. A man touching my nipples was a real turn on. It was like they were two little on buttons. Press one and I'm turned on. Only mildly, but I would be starting to get excited. Normally a turn on button is pressed, then pressed again to turn it off. My nipples had no off setting. They had on, more on, on even more, really on, etc., and Ron was pressing them. And rolling them around in the palm of his hand. And massaging my breasts. 

You will notice I haven't mentioned the things that his other hand was doing, where it was busy not rubbing my bottom. 

Ron kept on touching me up, apparently enjoying the way I was reacting, squirming about under his touch. I was making what were supposed to be sounds of protest, but I'm not sure Ron took them that way, especially when a couple of fingers started stroking the area around my clitoris and actually brushed against it a couple of times. 

My protests when that happened were loud and incoherent, and that swine just laughed.

I was both relieved and aroused when Ron suddenly swung me back onto my feet, standing me in front of him. I was so relieved that I didn't even care that I was naked. A bikini top dangling from my neck with the bottom section tastefully decorating my ankles couldn't really be described as covering me in any manner, shape, or form. 

Ron just looked at me and I knew damn well he was seeing all of me, even if he did seem to be looking at my face.

"Sit down," he said, patting his lap.

I glanced down at his lap, wondering why he wanted me to sit on it. I was rather shocked to find he'd had time to unzip and expose himself. I wasn't the only one aroused, that was painfully evident. If I sat on his lap his erection would be rubbing against me. No way was that going to happen.

"I am not going to sit on your lap and have that thing rubbing against me," I said defiantly.

Ron blinked, looking surprised.

"Ah, you're not really that stupid, are you?" he asked, sounding concerned.

What the hell did he mean stupid? Why was it stupid not to want to go rubbing myself against his cock? I mean, if I sat down straddling him that thing would be pressed right against the length of my slit. No thanks.

I was about to open my mouth to object again when the light dawned. My god, I wanted to slap myself for being so idiotic. He didn't mean me to sit next to his cock.

I stared at him, horrified that he could suggest such a thing. I was really quite shocked. I was even more shocked to find that I was going to do what he wanted. Was I quite mad?

I found myself easing closer to him and then I was sinking down. I felt his cock brush between my legs and knew he was adjusting its position slightly. Then I could feel myself pressing down against it. I was watching Ron, waiting for a sign that I should stop, but not really expecting one. Good thing, too, because I didn't get one.

I found myself pressing down onto him, my lips parting of their own accord and wrapping around him, and I was sinking down, feeling his cock moving up inside me. I, I realised, was controlling this. I was deciding how far he'd be able to push into me, and how fast. I slowed down and stopped, concentrating on the feel of him, half in, half out.

I couldn't stop myself smirking a little. I was supposed to sit, was I?

I moved back up a little, feeling him rise a little off the chair, trying to maintain the contact. Then I stopped and sank down a little further.

This was fun. I'd sink down a little, taking him slightly deeper, then rise a little. I kept doing this. Even though I knew I was going to finish up screwed it was both fun and exciting to tease him like this. He was sweating slightly, his face tense. I think what he wanted to do was to grab my hips and just jam me down onto his cock. He was actually showing quite a good strength of character in refraining from doing so. (I just wished he'd shown that same strength of character by refraining from spanking me.)

When I finally settled down onto his lap, his cock fully inside me, I actually felt quite smug about it. And horny and ferociously aroused. My god, I'd never felt so eager for sex in my life.

I just sat there, straddling him, enjoying the feel of him inside me. After a few moments Ron had a word of advice for me.

"Start bouncing, damn you," he said through gritted teeth.

Reprehensible of me, I know, but I couldn't help giggling. However, I did concede that his suggestion had merit, and started doing my best to bounce. That's actually harder than you realise. What with him being on the chair and all, my feet just barely reached the ground. If you want to bounce you need something to push off from and I was missing that. All I could do was tense my hips and bottom and hope that that would work.

It sort of worked, with me starting to slide up and down on him and it felt marvellous. Then he got into the act and he had more freedom to do his bouncing. It wasn't long before I found that he was driving into me quite furiously, somehow managing to give himself room to thrust up into me.

I know I wasn't really in control of what we were doing but, as I was sitting straddling him, it felt as though I was. I was a woman, pleasuring my man, and I was feeling absolutely full of myself. Full of Ron, too. You know how people say they've had it up to here, and give a throat cutting gesture? Well that's how I felt with Ron. His cock was so far inside me I could feel it right up to here. (Throat cutting gesture.) 

Mind you, after we'd been going for a while, I got a little distracted. I could hear these odd noises, and they were going on and on, like someone burbling away and almost singing. I was horribly mortified when it dawned on me that it was me making those noises. I was sounding off, telling Ron how I liked what he was doing and demanding more. I tried to shut up but couldn't seem to help myself. I finally thought, fuck it, and didn't worry about it. After all, I really needed to keep my attention on what Ron was doing to me.

It wasn't just that his cock was pounding into me and driving me wild with delight. His hands and mouth were also making free of my body, especially my breasts and bottom. Either his hands were on my breasts, mauling them in a most delicious manner, while his mouth was wandering over my face and neck, or his hands would be groping and squeezing my bottom while his mouth was happily chewing on my breasts. I knew damn well I was going to have a whole bunch of bruises there and I didn't give a damn.

I don't know how long I was sitting on his lap but it seemed like forever, not that I was complaining. Did I climax? Did I ever. I would have been absolutely livid if I hadn't. I mean, after all that build up, to fail to reach the big O would have been such a let-down. Didn't happen. I climaxed and Ron actually slapped his hand over my mouth to muffle my scream. I don't think he wanted the boys coming in to find him bonking their putative girlfriend.

After I came down from my high he chased me into the bathroom, telling me to take a shower. While I was in the shower Ron came in with the rest of my clothes.

"I told the boys that you'd received a call requiring your presence at home," Ron told me. "I said you were having a quick shower to get rid of the chlorine from the pool and then you had to run."

I gave him a cold look, thinking he was dismissing me in rather a high-handed fashion. He just smirked at me.

"Of course, if you want to slip back into your bikini and continue flirting with them, go right ahead," he said, looking pointedly at my breasts.

I glanced down and I could already see red marks that would probably develop into bruises and they weren't in places where the bikini would cover them. Ron had a point. I wasn't going to be parading in front of the boys with love marks showing. This time I gave Ron a heated glare, but he just laughed. Bastard.

The boys were waiting when I came out of the bathroom, neatly dressed and looking all demure.

"I'm sorry I have to run," I told them regretfully. "Something unexpected came up. You know how these things are." 

"They quite understand," chipped in Ron. "Things happen that you never expect and you have to handle them. But do come back. I'd like to see more of you."

The boys walked me to my car.

"Dad seems to have warmed to you," observed Mark. "From the way he was speaking earlier I thought he might give you a hard time."

Um, well, yes, I suppose you could say that, after a fashion, he had. I simply shrugged.

"He's OK," I said. "You just have to know how to deal with him."

At least he'd solved one problem for me. I couldn't, in all fairness, pick either Mark or Phillip for a boyfriend. He'd also created one problem. If Ron made moves on me again did I fight him off or lose my panties? A delicate decision to make. I'd have to wait and see what developed.