As quick as I took this last shot my tongue was buried deep inside a wet hot dripping pussy licking and sucking all the pussy juice I could stand. After she soaked my face with a long intense orgasam I said oh baby your pussy tastes so sweet she began kissing me hard on the mouth licking her cum off my face I encouraged her with taste your pussy you little slut she became so wild I kept it up until she screamed put your cock in my pussy please I laid her back on the floor and shoved my rock hard cock to the hilt just as I got into a rythym and could feel her wet cunt soaking my balls she slide off and went down hard on my cock with her mouth lick that cunt juice off baby every last drop.

this went on for an hour or more ten hard strokes maybe fifteen then she would lick my cock and balls clean she liked that my balls were clean shaved and smooth

after awhile I started eating her pussy as fast as I pulled my cock out it was a wild wet 69 position she moaned taste were your cock was fucking my hole taste your cock juice. the thought somehow made me horny as hell and her pussy became wetter. I carried on with yes baby lick your cunt juice off my cock when she felt the load of cum ready to pump out she said give it to me in my mouth baby pump your hot cum down my throat so as I pumped a great laod of hot cum into her mouth I buried my face in her soaking wet pussy after she swallowed it down she slid up to me and said I saved you a little taste of your cum and she had a little bit in her mouth I had never done this before and when I tatsed my own cum in her hot mouth mixed with pussy juice I became erect again in seconds she was so nasty I then fucked her pussy long and hard she came two more times and I finalley cam again this time shooting a hot load in her pussy hole.

 

Recently I took a promotion, which made me a project manager, but I had to move to another building away from my old boss.  Cliff was a great guy, but a bit on the pudgy side and about 2 years older than my father.  We shared an office and became great friends for the two years I worked for him.  I had the utmost respect for him, as he is a family man, and somewhat of a pillar of the community.  Nevertheless I used to tease him by wearing low cut tops, often going braless.  Cliff warned me one time that I really needed to stop doing that, because while he wouldn’t really do anything, he certainly would look.  In one of our many conversations that often went from wild stories to morality, he told me point blank that he did not consider what two consenting adults did as immoral, which included sex outside of marriage.  I took that as a hint that he might fool around if properly tempted.

 

This last week was the four-month anniversary of my divorce, and quite frankly I was getting a bit on the horny side.  I’ve never had a one-night stand with a stranger, and I certainly don’t plan on starting now, so I thought of Cliff.  So I called him and set up a lunch date with him.  Before I left the office for lunch, I went to the ladies room and took my bra off, and made sure that adequate cleavage was showing.  I wanted to have Cliff’s attention focused on my two girls, to see if he was still the old horny goat I thought he was.

 

At the restaurant, Cliff helped me with my coat and when I sat across the table from him, he laughed and said I hadn’t changed.  We ate lunch and he was truly concerned how I was doing after my divorce, plus the usual shop chit-chat.  Knowing that Cliff really is a gentleman, I didn’t want to shock him too much, but I told him I was having a problem with some shelving in my house.  Since he is real handy with such things, I asked if he’d mind coming over one afternoon or evening to see if he could help me with it.  His wife was out of town visiting their son’s family over the weekend, and he agreed to come over on Saturday to fix things for me.

 

 I decided that I had to be bold to get Cliff to ring my bell, because he has a daughter that is 2 years older than me, and while he often made jokes and talked about sex, he was a gentleman and I’d have to make the first move.  Cliff showed up at the agreed time, and fixed my shelf after about 25 minutes.  He asked if there was anything else he could do for me since he had the rest of the day and evening free.  I took this as my opening, and told him point blank what I needed fixed.  He sort of laughed, and said “look I’m older than your dad”, that’s when I told him I didn’t care, and that I wanted him to make love to me.  I also reminded him of our conversation where he’d told me that anything two consenting adults did as okay, and that he’d didn’t consider that immoral.  He pointed out that he was married, and that under no circumstances would he leave his wife for me, and that if we did what I asked, that there would be no strings and it would just be for the physical fun of it.  I agreed, took him by the hand and lead him to my bedroom.

 

Once there, I unbuttoned my shirt and let it drop.  I had a thin lacy bra on and as I reached to unhook it, Cliff reached behind me and in a swift motion, my bra and my breasts came free.  Obviously he had a bit of experience in removing a woman’s bra.  I reached to unzip my jeans, but he stopped me and asked to let him do it.  Slowly he unzipped me, and took my jeans off.  Stepping out of them I lay back on the bed, and he came beside me.  I helped him out of his clothes, and then he took command.  As I lay on my back, he started kissing my ears and neck, slowly working his way down my shoulders to my breasts.  He was not in a hurry, and I looked at my clock, and couldn’t believe that 20 minutes had passed and I still had my panties on.  By now my ex-husband would have been sound asleep, and I’d be working myself to orgasm.

 

He continued to kiss, lick and nibble on every part of my exposed body.  My nipples were rock hard and I was breathing in shallow gasps.  He had me more turned on than any man had ever done before, and he really hadn’t touched me sexually yet.  His busy mouth kept working its way down my body, and when he came to the top of my panties, he bypassed them and went to my knees.  There he began kissing and licking my legs and thighs.  I moaned and spread the wider for him, but when he got to my inner thighs, I could feel his breath against the thin damp material of the crotch of my panties.  He swirled his tongue over my pussy and gently grasped my pussy lips with his teeth through the cloth.  I gasp as I started to feel a tingling in my stomach that no man had ever given me before.  Slowly I felt him pull my panties down and off of my legs.  I looked at the clock again, and an hour had elapsed.

 

My breath was coming in short gasps, and then as he spread my pussy lips apart, he took his tongue and curled it around my clit and pulled.  My guts suddenly went into spasms, my pussy clinched and I came harder than I ever had in my life.  I cried out and tried to push him away because the sensations were just too much for me to stand.  He stopped, took me in his arms and began to caress and whisper gently to me.  After a bit I calmed down, and he began his journey of exploring my body again.  I wanted him inside of me, I wanted him to cum in me so I could make him as happy as he had made me, but he wasn’t close to being done.  As soon he reached the top of my slit, he pulled my pussy lips wide apart, exposing my inner lips to the air.  Gently he blew a warm breath across my pussy, and I gasp and cried out as that talented tongue found my opening and dipped inside of me.  My ex considered such things dirty, so I’d never had this done to me before.

 

I exploded in orgasm again as he licked and kissed my inner folds.  His finger exploring inside of me, stroking a sensitive area I never new existed.  As I came this time, he didn’t take me in his arms.  Instead he moved between my thighs and I could feel the rubbery head of his dick sliding up and down my wet gash.  I felt it at my entrance and ever so easily he slid in to his full depth.  He wasn’t real big, but since it had been a while since I’d had sex, I felt as if I was completely stuffed.  I cried out as our pelvic bones met with his full length inside of me.  He just lay there, holding me tight, and gently stroking my hair and ears, grinding his pubic bone into my clit.  After a few minutes, I came again; thrashing and crying out in pleasure.  As I came, he pulled out and rammed into me with all his strength and my body shook as my orgasm came in waves.  Again and again he rammed into me; pulling his cock completely out with each stroke.  I cried and begged him to cum inside of me; I was ready and wanted all of him. 

 

Then he stopped, and pulled out of my quivering pussy.  I wanted to cry because I felt so empty inside.  Then he rolled me over on my stomach, and raised my butt high in the air.  I felt him exploring me from behind, and it was such an odd feeling.  I had never had sex except with the man on top, so this was something new, but for Cliff I was ready to try anything. I’d read about doggy style, and how it was supposed to be enjoyable for both the man and the woman, but I could never get my ex to try it.  I will say that I felt more exposed and helpless as I ever had, as he explored every inch of my pussy with his fingers and tongue.  He pulled my pussy lips wide, almost to the point it hurt, and rubbed his swollen member up and down my gash.  Then in one swift motion buried his full length inside of me; I screamed with pleasure, my pillow muffling the sounds I was making as he rammed into me again and again.  My body was on fire as he grabbed my ass and spread me wide open, then he rammed into me with his deepest thrust yet. As he was buried deep inside of me, he let out a deep moan and I knew he was filling me with his seed.  Hanging on to my hips, not letting me move away I could feel his cock twitching inside of me, which put me over the top again.

 

As he pulled out of me and I could feel our mixture of juices gush out and start running down my inner thighs.  We collapsed in each others arms, him whispering to me and stroking my hair.  I looked at the clock, and 2 hours had elapsed.  I fell asleep, totally satisfied for the first time in my life. 

 

I woke up sometime later, and Cliff was still holding me, snoring gently and stroking my hair in his sleep.  I tried to get up without waking him, but wasn’t successful.  We got up, and showered together, ate a couple of sandwiches, and then led me back to bed and he gave me the best massage I had ever had.  This time I went to sleep and didn’t wake up until well after midnight.  I looked around, but Cliff was gone.  I found a note from him on the dining room table.  In his note, he thanked me for letting him live a dream of having sex with a young woman again, and he hoped he had not disappointed me.  I started crying when I read his note, knowing that I would probably never have sex with him again.  So I went back to bed and cried myself to sleep.

 

You younger ladies out there, never give up a chance to bed an older man.  The young guys may be stallions, but the gentle touch, experience, and caring of a man twice your age is unbelievable.  I wouldn’t marry a man that is twice my age, and I don’t suggest others do it.  I want to find my own guy that is my age, grow old together, and develop a wonderful sex life of our own.  I just hope and pray that he will be half as good as Cliff was to me that night.

    We have neither corresponded or been in contact with one another all that time.

    Just twenty-four now herself, her communique filled in those missing years whilst mine back to her, achieved a similar purpose. She wrote of her regret that we were apparently never to see each other again and that for quite some time afterwards, she had cried herself to sleep wishing she could have spent more time with me. Fortuitous though it was that she had not fallen pregnant that day. Such an eventuality quite obviously not the ideal upshot, with two years of school yet to run.

    I confided to her that my on-going journey to Columbus and beyond that evening, was not without great sadness to myself and that had it not been for my strict work itinerary, my impulse was to go back to New Richmond and tell her that which I felt, despite the inappropriate age-difference.

   "Well I don't live all that far from there now," she emailed, "Do you still feel like coming back to tell me?"

    Having been a creature of impulse all my life, I was on the first plane out of Sydney, Tuesday morning.

    Barely four weeks since I completed the same thirteen-and-a-half hour haul out to 'Frisco en route to Denver, at least I could look forward to a different forwarding flight - to Columbus this time. I felt like a drive - which was just as well, Springfield is some ninety-five minutes due west of the city (OK, eighty minutes the way I drive) along Interstate 70.

    Picking up a Chrysler Sebring from a cute little brunette, resident at Thrifty's sales desk at Columbus International, I hit the highway, wondering what seven years or so might have done to my recalled images of young Amy. Then I glanced in the rear-vision mirror. Yikes! what had those same years wreaked on my crowning glory, not to mention that unsightly roll gathering prominence around my waistline. For a moment I hoped that her looks had faded too - somewhat levelling the playing field, I rationalised.

    The Marriott Courtyard on South Fountain, sandwiched between West Main and West High Streets is a class act any way you look at it and the food they dish up in the Meta Urban bistro there is worth a stay in itself.

    Unpacking the small amount of luggage I had brought, I called Amy's cellphone, it being mid-afternoon.

   "Hello," she answered, almost shyly. The soft voice sounded exactly as I remembered it.

   "Is it too late in the day for hotcakes?" I enquired.

    I suspect she was about to say "Pardon me?" but then I heard a little gasp of surprise instead.

   "Is that you Noel?" she asked breathlessly. "Are you in Springfield already?"

   "Well either that, or you're talking to some incredibly well- programmed hologram sweetheart," I told her. "Yep just checked into the Marriott Courtyard Hotel - you know where that is?"

   "Oh yes," she answered, "Want me to come over now?"

   "Up to you," I countered. "You can just send me an email instead if you prefer." She giggled...the most delightful of girlish attributes.

   "I'll take my chances," she whispered.

   "Silly girl," I replied hitting "end call." Wonderful thing international roam!

    Not forty minutes later, the lightest of knocks on my door.

   "Thank God, my hot-cakes at last." I said, swinging wide the door to my suite.

    Takes a lot to surprise me. What stood on my thresh-hold definitely surprised me. Now she looked only nineteen...if that! Same hair, same face - same beautiful figure..absolutely nothing changed. I was almost embarrassed to be there.

   "OK Amy," I muttered "This some sort of illusion? You got George Lucas' Industrial Light and Magic working on your case? What's the story here?...you hardly look a day different!"

    Her blushing just made her look younger still.

   "Well, I guess you may as well come in sweetheart." I told her, taking her arm and propelling her into my room. Catches like this you definitely don't toss back in the river.

   "Would you like a drink Amy?" I asked, glancing towards the mini-bar. "Nothing less than ten bucks a can I'd be guessing. Maybe if we both have one they'll discount the bill at check-out?"

   "Why don't we go out and have something?" she suggested, smiling prettily.

    I wasn't really listening, taking in the vision standing there. Short but ultimately tasteful little midnight-blue skirt, cream colored top with lacy edging and the same tiny gold pendant she had worn that day in New Richmond. Flawless little face with not a line to suggest she was now approaching her mid twenties. Her blonde shoulder-length hair was cut much the same as it had been all those years ago. Worse, my fully depraved faculties were wishing she had worn that sexy little school uniform again. I thought it best not to mention this particular fact.

    Putting my arm around her waist, I found a pair of lips in close proximity to my own. Does a cat pass-up a sparrow within a paw's reach? No way - nor was I likely to allow so golden an opportunity to pass unchecked.

    She tasted even better. Slipping her arms around my neck, she returned my kiss with much the same passion I recall us mustering that day down by the Ohio river.

   "Yeah, well about that little walk," I coughed nervously. Another few moments like this and the "do not disturb" sign would have been getting a work-out!

    Again that cheekiest of smiles. I just grabbed her hand and we took off.

    Strolling northwards along Fountain Avenue we came across a hospitable little eatery called "Station 1." Whilst not exactly a five star restaurant....it is after all, eat-in or take-away, the menu was good and the décor acceptable. I had me an enormous ham and turkey club sandwich that was big enough to need scaffolding, while Amy settled for their "Philly Cheesesteak" - a tempting steak, onion, peppers and provolone creation that would satisfy anyone nudging starvation. We shared a plate of french fries.

    Conversationally we touched on anything and everything from recalled moments of shared intimacy that day in New Richmond, to "Dubya's" likely short-term hold on the Presidency. I learned that Amy was basically unattached, as was I of course, and that despite the occasional boyfriend, no one had yet put down a holding deposit. Not that Amy herself had come across anyone likely to be invited to do so.

    Pigged-out and refreshed, we strolled back along Main Street looking at a few shops but ultimately conversation of a wholly different nature seemed to be indicated and thus we returned to the Courtyard.

    Seating herself demurely on the edge of the bed while I shifted a few things into the cupboard, she giggled softly.

   "This is way comfier than last time I was with you."

    Whether by design or accident, I rather think the latter, I could hardly fail to notice suddenly that the hemline of her skirt had shifted well up her thighs and if that wasn't a glimmer of enticing light-colored material snuggling up there just beyond the periphery of my up-skirt vision, then fancy was outstripping reality.

    I sat down beside her.

    "You thinking what I'm hoping?" I asked her softly.

    "Uh huh," was all she muttered. It was all she had to.

     The thing about lacy little blouses is, they're such fun to unbutton. Most especially when beneath, one comes across the skimpiest of silky bras that the designers have so thoughtfully equipped with a front clasp. Even as Amy lay back on the coverlet, her hair splayed attractively all over the pillow, I kissed her still rather petite breasts through the almost transparent material whilst dexterously unhooking her bra cups. Sliding them aside, her pretty breasts lay exposed to my vision just as they had all those years ago. I desired them equally and even as I drew down softly on her right nipple, feeling imminently, the softness swell between my lips, I could sense her body tensing momentarily - not with any trepidation I knew, but rather the knowledge of what was to come.

   "You are the most beautiful girl Amy," I whispered to her, running my hands across both breasts and teasing her nipples to the erect stage I think we both wanted to see them. She looked up me with the same vulnerable appeal that she had that day when still sixteen and I caressed her hair and kissed her gently on the lips.

    I think it was at that point it turned serious!

    She made no move to resist me as I tugged that tight little skirt higher, exposing fully now her pastel blue undies...which, if not a girl's most erotically charged undergarment, is the gateway to unfettered pleasured fantasy.

    Applying the gentlest of friction to the front of her panties I revelled in her escalating desire and slipping my hand beneath the waistband, located the true heat source, concealed as it was 'midst a downy softness that no man-made fibre could replicate.

    Hastily peeling her panties down I separated her labia and commenced a lateral caress of her wonderfully soft and moist inner lips. Her wide-eyed acceptance of her immediate fate fully approved and date-stamped.

   "Do I have to tell you what I felt that night Amy as I drove away from New Richmond?" I muttered softly, kissing her intermittently.

   "I had tears in my eyes all the way back to Columbus," if you really want to know." She looked up at me, those same tears in her eyes now.

   "I want you Noel," she whispered barely audibly. She needn't have!

   "Yeah? Well guess what? I ain't rushing off this time sweetheart." I told her. As I spoke, I parted her legs and having already extricated what might be considered, my "tool of trade," positioned myself where I knew others must inevitably have been....though none could ever claim to have been there first. It wasn't an aspect needed further contemplation I figured.

    It's kind of an old cliché to say we were then "lost in the rhythm," yet this is how it was. Not a case of two biologically driven teenagers answering the call of lust. No "obligatory" union between long marrieds that rarely gets out of first gear and definitely no fumbling amateurs hoping for the best, yet discovering the least. We made love, pure and simple and at the point she clung to me as I substantially raised her fluid level, she smiled up at me with that sexy "cat that just finished off the cream" expression that girls are so good at.

   "That was soo loving," she whispered, fully in a post orgasmic haze now. I was floating too, on an ocean of my own making. This was no more than the aperitif.

    I think I had her naked in less than a minute and under the covers, where I joined her for early afternoon mass. Pulling her astride me, it was very much a case of "Father Forgive me for what I know I'm going to do!"

    That hot little mouth was more than willing to share its pent-up desire with my own. Kissing her with all the passion I could accrue, I had to admire her complete mastery of the occasion. Spreading her legs to the max to thus allow her access to guide me deep inside her, I was left with my own hands free with which to explore her youthful body and its many interesting crevices.

    No matter what your experience in these things, all girls are different and each one weaves an individual magic all her own. I have had the greatest fortune to have been dealt the opportunity to caress many young girls hot little bottoms, some of dubious age I will be the first to admit. Each and every one has been a treasured moment in time and Wednesday's exploratory of Amy's sexy little rear-end was definitely no exception. There is actually nothing greatly more arousing than smoothing your way over a young girl's rearward curves, even as you thrust up hard inside her. Her vulnerability at such times is extreme and its kinda fun also to wonder what her father would be thinking, if only he knew.

    With her firm breasts making the most delightful contact with my upper chest and her hair all over my face as she wriggled contentedly, I can't actually picture a more pleasant position to be in.

   "Three more thrusts should do it," I was thinking somewhat proudly. As it happened, two was all it took and even as she ground her hips against mine to better facilitate that final delivery mechanism, I pulled the hair from her eyes, so's I could watch her expression as I pumped everything I had left deep inside that most private of feminine receptacles.

   "You're trying to kill me Amy, right?" I spluttered between my on-going respiratory distress, "Death by pleasure - that's the intent here I'm guessing."

   "Can't you keep up with a twenty-four year old?" she giggled softly.

   "Twenty-four?" I replied. "I'm pretending you're almost fourteen sweetie, what's your problem!"

   "You're disgusting," she fired back, "But c'mon I want you to fuck me again." She wriggled her hips once more, as if I even needed further encouragement.

   "Ohh, this is getting serious Amy," I muttered. "You're using the "f" word now. Have you no shame?"

   "Not with you," she giggled as I manoeueverd her on top of me, but on her back this time.

    There is no more vulnerable a position than this for a girl. Her breasts wholly at your digital mercy, her pussy too...especially if she opts to spread her legs to the limit of her muscular capability. If you can't get her pregnant in that pose - give it away my friend.

    From my viewpoint, pretty much going through the motions, given my fully depleted stock but Amy was far from replete.

    Rubbing and pulling her breasts like the deviate I can be, I had her whimpering and moaning with consummate ease. Though I'm not sure it wasn't my pleasured moaning I was actually hearing. No matter, finding that I was now able to ease a finger inside her as well as my seven inches of penile insert was really hot stuff. Teasing her clitoral hood at the same time I was fucking her, really got the job done.

    "Don't stop, don't stop." She cried, fully over the edge and quite past any semblance of controlled emotion. Unsure just how long I could maintain this level of aggravated sexual conduct myself, I began to kiss her neck and this, to my everlasting gratitude, brought forth the desired conclusion.

    I held her breasts tightly, even as she was transported by one tsunami of an orgasm. I felt it radiating outwards...I think I even contributed a last few cubic millimeters of sticky stuff myself. Can't be sure though.

    The next eight hours we simply slept together blissfully. Amy cradled in my arms with her back to me as I nuzzled her neck and shoulders. Sex is great but closeness is everything.

    As I said to her when we woke just a few hours ago.

   "Where the Hell do we go from here?"

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he ofcourse quickly came in and thruste open me and we started to kiss putting are tongues deep inside each others mouths. i quickly released his now hard cock and dropped his shorts on the floor. we continued to kiss with are cocks rubbing against each other and are hands gropping each others arses. i then lent down in front of he and began to play with the head of his cock with my hand bringing out some pre come. i then began to lick the top of his pennis and i tasted great. his cock was about 8 inches long and girthy. i began to tongue up and down his cock while playing with hi balls. i then began to put his shaft down my throat slowly going deeper and paster making his cock tremble until he cumed bucket loads down my throat.

he then lent down infront of me and began to lick my cock and fondle with balls slowly licking up and down my shaft. he then took the fall lengh of my cock into his mouth using his tongue experty to realy get my cock throbbing. he went hard and fast until i let my load out into his mouth.

he then sat down on the bench and pated his lap to signal me to get ontop. i slowly sat down on his cock and slowly forced his cock up my arse. it was a real strugle and i could feel te strain on my arse. i then slowly began to move up and down his cock as he kissed the back of  my neck. i began to move faster as he started to losen up my arse and i could feel some of his come inside my arse. i began realy pumping ontop of him and it felt amazing until he eventualy cumed up my arse. i got of and could feel the hot spunk dripping down my rear.

I then put him on all fours and proceded to slowly insert my cock inside hs rear end. it was so tight and i could tell he could realy feel the pressure from my big hard cock. i then slowly began to fuck his and began to get harder and faster slapping my thighs against his arse. my cock was throbbing so much and i eventualy let all my come out into his rear.

we continued to meet at the swimming pool for hard session and i was getting alot fitter. until eventualy we got banned when they caught us.

I should leave before I made a noise and gave myself away, these thoughts kept running through my fevered brain as I watched his cock rise under the robe and the lovers began to move across the room toward the bed. I waited to make sure they hadn’t heard me and then took a slow deep breath. My heart was going like a trip hammer in my chest and my penis had never been so hard. I wondered if they were going to make love right then or was he going to drop her on the bed and continue to dress for work. I knew he normally left for work early to beat the traffic. I thought to myself that he wouldn’t dare leave this beautiful creature in the aroused state she was in. That would have been very cruel and very, very dumb on his part. Even I could see the moisture forming on her neatly shaped bush and knew that she was aroused to the point of begging him for it. I couldn’t believe my eyes when he walked to the bed with her and dropped her lightly in the middle with a laugh and then started toward his closet. She scissored her legs and dug her hand into her crotch trying in vain to bring herself to climax. He didn’t even turn around as she moaned her need and thrashed back and forth on the unmade bed. I could see that she had three fingers in her vagina and was moving them rapidly back and forth, in and out rubbing her clit as she tried again to call him to her. As he came out of the closet he smiled and said something I couldn’t hear. I saw her frown and then heard her say that "she couldn't’ wait for tonight." I watched him head for the kitchen knowing that he would be leaving any minute. I had to get one more peek at this vision of lust so I stuck my head slowly up over the window sill and as it cleared the sill I found myself staring straight into her bright blue eyes. Our surprise was mutual but she recovered first and a slow smile spread across he face and she winked at me! I didn’t know what to do next. I was busted as surely as God made green apples and sunshine. I just stood there and waited for the worse. I knew her husband would kill any man that looked twice at her, and here I was drooling at the sight of her body outside his bedroom window! She quickly got off the bed and came to the window. I just knew that when she got a good look at who was out there, she would call her husband and it would be the end of life as I knew it. Besides kicking my ass he would probably tell everyone about the "peeping Tom" and my wife would divorce me and I would be losing from all sides. She eased up to the window and peered out through the screen. I had moved back a little so when she whispered for me to come closer I took a small step forward and the light from the window shown on my face. She gasped at first and then chuckled low in her throat when she saw it was me. I held my breath as she held her finger to her lips to signal my silence. Of course I was going to be silent, did she think I was totally crazy? My eyes traveled over her body up close, from her hard nipples to her close cropped crotch, and my dick got harder if that was possible. She leaned closer to the screen and whispered for me to go around to the back and wait until her husband had left for work. I thought to myself that there was no way in hell I was gonna stick around for him to catch me in bed with her too.

Sometimes I think my cock has a mind of it’s own and controls the rest of my body by default. I should know better, I thought, as I snuck around to the side of their house and hoped that noone had seen me under their window. When I had been there a few minutes I came to my senses and told my pecker to forget it! I straightened up and was about to go out of the yard when I heard the sound of the car leaving the garage and heading down the street. At least I was going to get away without an ass kicking this morning. I again started to leave the yard when I heard a sound behind me and I jumped three feet straight up in the air when I felt a hand reach between my legs from behind. I don’t know why I didn’t faint or have a seizure right then! She had snuck up and run her warm hand under the leg of my jogging shorts and was fondling my hard cock from behind! I whirled around to face her and she immediately ran her hand under my shorts again and grabbed me. I had a choice to make right then and there, I could remove her hand and leave and hope that she wouldn’t be so pissed as to tell anyone or report me to the cops, or I could go with the flow and find out where she wanted to take me. Like I said, I think my cock has a mind of it’s own and controls me whenever it wants to. I slowly took her hands out of my shorts and raised them up to bring them around my neck. At first she had started to protest when I pulled her hand from my stiffness, then that grin was back as she felt me push up against her. She had put on a light cotton robe wen she came outside and I pulled the sash on it now as she stood very still. I slowly opened it with trembling hands and looked at her again. She kept her hands around my neck and then slowly brought one leg up and wrapped it around my waist. I braced myself and she brought the other leg up. I now had her hanging from my neck and I reached under her robe and cupped her ass cheeks with my hands to help support her weight. She leaned back and shimmied her shoulders slightly to make her tits sway and tantalize me with their beauty. I heard a small sound from deep in her throat as I bent my head down and captured her left nipple with my lips. I sucked it hard with my mouth, nursing on it like a baby, and she responded by groaning and twisting her body hard against me. She whispered over and over how hot she was and how she needed a hard cock in her pussy. How she needed my hard cock in her pussy right then and there. I released her butt and she tightened her grip on my neck to keep from slipping down. She was like a leech on my body and wasn’t about to let go. I reached under her and grabbed the waistband of my jogging shorts and tugged them down until my hard cock was freed and thumped up against her ass crack. She giggled then and asked me if I was ready for her. I didn’t bother to answer her but raised her up with my hands and then lowered her onto my shaft. I thought that I had let loose a whirling dervish. She sank onto my cock in one shove and then began to gyrate her body up and down and then side to side. She panted and gasped for breath and then I felt her body start to shudder and her first orgasm hit and she threw her head back and started to scream out. I quickly covered her mouth with mine and kept her quiet. I worked my cock in and out as fast as I could and her orgasm continued. I felt the first tingling in my balls as my own cum was getting close. I whispered that I was almost there and asked her if she was ready for it. "Fill me up with your hot cum. Fuck me harder! Harder! I want to feel you shoot in my pussy!" she cried. I thrust up harder just as she was going on a down stroke and felt her cervix as I unloaded a huge load of hot spunk far up in her womb. She jerked on my rod and then fell silent as she caught her breath. She then loosened her legs from my waist and dropped lightly to the ground in front of me. I could see in the growing light that my cum was running out of her cunt and down her legs. She saw me looking and took her finger, caught a large sample on it and then very slowly brought it to her mouth and sucked it clean. My softening dick became instantly hard again and I dropped to my knees in front of her and began to lick and kiss her as she spread her legs for my tongue. As I licked the wetness of her crotch, her hard little nubbin peeked out from it’s hood and I swirled my tongue around it tasting our combined juices and digging in for more. She gasped as I made contact and hunched her hips forward wanting to get my face further into her. I licked and sucked for what seemed an hour but was more like ten minutes and she cried and whimpered and came and came. When I finally let up on her she grabbed my face and pulled me to my feet to meet her lips in a searing kiss. She told me then that she wasn’t through with me yet and wanted one more thing before she went back inside. I knew it would have to be quick because the neighborhood was going to start getting busy anytime now. She evidently thought so too because she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the backdoor which she had left open when she came out to see me. I started to back up as we neared it because the last thing I wanted was to be caught inside that house. Outside, I had a least a running start and the excuse that I had just come jogging down the street and seen a stranger go back in the yard and was investigating. She grabbed my hard boner then and I was sure I was a goner. As the door opened she pulled me through and turned around when we were inside. " I want to fuck you again." she sighed, and came into my arms. I kissed her again and then eased the robe off her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. I gazed at her for a long minute and then leaned over and licked her right nipple. She again shuddered and stretched her arms up and around my neck. I started to pick her up and she said that she wanted to do it right here on the kitchen floor. I figured what the hell and helped her to lie down on the robe I had dropped. As I stood over her she looked up at my hard cock and licked her lips. I sank down to my knees on the hard tile and she grabbed my cock and raised up to lick around the head. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her warm mouth as she sucked me first slow and then fast and back to slow again. I knew I wouldn’t last long if she kept that up and told her that I was getting close. She didn’t say anything, just sucked harder and harder. I moaned and started to shake and she quit! I could have cried, it was that close. She looked at me with smoldering eyes and slowly got to her hands and knees in front of me and put her head down on the robe. I had pre-cum dribbling from the end of my dick and it was so hard and full of blood it was purple! I saw her slit from the back with the lips all puffed up and engorged, ready for me to stick my hot cock in and hump her till she screamed. I eyed her ass cheeks and a wild thought came to me. I wondered if she had ever been fucked in that pretty ass of hers before. If ever I was going to get the chance it was now. I grabbed my cock and slowly rubbed her pussy lips with the head getting it even more slick with her dew. I had taken a drop of pre-cum on my finger and slowly rubbed her anus with it and watched for her reaction. She pushed back trying to skewer herself on my slick finger! I then brought the head of my tool up to her small opening and started to push my way in. She groaned and then whimpered as the small opening was stretched to the limit by my cock. I was about to give up, afraid that I might hurt her, when she reached back and pulled her cheeks apart and pushed back at the same time. My cockhead slid in past the anal ring and I surged into her with my next push. She grunted and flopped her ass from side to side as if we were locked like to dogs in heat. As I started to move in her she reached underneath and began to finger herself and rub her clit like there was no tomorrow. I knew she would cum before I did because her muscle was so tight around me that I was unable to shoot. She had a grip of steel with her sphincter and wasn’t going to let me go. I pushed and pulled on her hips trying to get her to release me. I wanted to sink my shaft into the liquid heat she had between her legs. I waited until she had cum with me in her ass and then pulled again. This time I was able to slide right out and I quickly sank myself into her cunt from behind and started to saw away. Her head flew from side to side and she cried out that she was cumming again and again. I felt myself start to tighten deep down in my balls and knew it wouldn’t be long. I reached under her and dug my fingers into her snatch and rubbed her clitty hard with my middle finger. She hunched her back up and then pushed back as hard as she could, impaling herself and setting me off with her. I thought my insides were going to come out the head of my dick, I came so hard.

After I came, my tube softened quickly and slid from her with a small slurping sound and she rolled over on her back and sighed. I got to my feet and grabbed my shorts that I had brought in with me. It was time to go.

Now here she was at the yard sale and she was smiling the whole time like she was remembering that morning all over again. I pulled my thoughts back to the present wondering what she would do next. I had made it a point to go jogging in the evening since then and wasn’t sure how she would take that. Just as I was about to answer her with a price on the object, my wife came from the garage and greeted her. The vixen’s smile got even bigger as she told my wife that her husband had gone out of town for the weekend and wanted to borrow me to fix her disposal, because her sink was stopped up. My wife, the little sweetheart, thought nothing of it and assured her that I would be happy to help her out any way that I could. I knew then and there that I was going to be in trouble again...

“You got it babe… hey, be careful!”

“Always, Chow!”

“Adios!”

As Alexia walks into the lobby of her apartment complex her stiletto heals are starting to really piss her off so she pauses to slip them off. The cold tile floor feels exquisite on her aching feet and just before she really gets to enjoy it she sees the elevator doors close.

“Aww shit now it will take forever before another one comes down.”

To Alexia’s surprise the doors quickly opened again and a young handsome man stood smiling and she hurried into the elevator.

“Thank you so much that was nice of you.”

He replied, “No problem, I couldn’t miss out on the chance to meet such a beautiful woman.” He stood looking at her licking his lips and grinning sheepishly.

Alexia could not help but giggle and as he turned around to push the button for his floor she studied him from head to toe. He was about 6’2 200lbs with rippling muscles. He wore stonewashed jeans that had a hole just big enough to reveal he was “free ballin” (no underwear), he also had a NAVY shirt, and a nice fade. His inviting eyes were hazel and his lips were just perfect enough to kiss. Alexia couldn’t help but imagine him holding her with his big strong arms. Caressing her, protecting her……Once again her pleasant thoughts were interrupted as a big group of people got into the elevator. The attractive man and Alexia moved to the back, as they had to accommodate the people getting in the elevator. Alexia kept backing up until she bumped into the man, feeling every curve of his chest, his tight abs, and his rock hard cock greeted her in the ass.

“Hello again”, he said.

Alexia smirked and whispered, “I think I should know your name if you are going to greet me like that,” as she looked back at him then at the tent in his pants.

“My name is Carlos.” He said laughing.

Luckily the group of people began to exit at the right time but Alexia missed floor.

“Ooops I missed my floor, I guess we have to go back down.” Alexia bent down to push the button for her floor (she knew he would look so she bent down extra far) as she did Carlos couldn’t help but see her hot pink lace thong was a little damp.

His thoughts ran wild as he imagined her stripping for him in the elevator and he could not hold back his temptation any longer. He slowly moved up to her and let his cock meet her again. He thrusted, so he could gently rub up against her, hoping that the friction of his zipper would arouse her. Alexia was surprised but it felt so good that she answered him by pushing her ass up against him harder.

Carlos reached around her and caressed her breast, slightly pinching her nipples to bring them to attention.

Alexia loved every moment of it, she craved for more but she wanted to take her time with him and take him for everything he had to offer. As the elevator doors to Alexia’s floor opened she grabbed him by the loops of his pants leading him to her apartment. As she opened the door he picked her up grabbing a hand full of her sexy ass in each hand and she wrapped both legs around him putting her amazing DD breasts in his face. She directed him to her bedroom as she took off her blouse and bra exposing her gorgeous breasts. Alexia’s skin was soft and since she was Puerto Rican her skin was like brown sugar. Carlos licked her sweet breasts, kissing her aroused nipples. He laid her on the bed softly and while he took his shirt off she got rid of the rest of her cloths revealing her delightful tight body.

Carlos took a moment to take in her beauty and noticed a tattoo on the inside of her thigh but he couldn’t read what it said. He knelt down to take a closer look and asked her what it was and she said, “It is the Chinese symbol for beautiful.”

Carlos smiled as he kissed the tattoo and said, “That, my dear, you are.” He slowly kissed and licked his way to her breasts and stood again as she removed his pants. She was indeed right he had no underwear and was surprised as his 9-inch cock sprung out of his pants at full attention. Alexia licked his head teasing him and she started to lick up and down his shaft and finally she put his cock in her warm wet mouth. She took all of his manhood into her mouth and it felt so good to him that he started to buck his hips fucking her face. Carlos moaned and panted as he saw Alexia began to play with her wet pussy too. She wanted to feel Carlos in her already so she began to slow down and pull her mouth off of him.

Alexia looked at him and kissed his stomach, then his chest, and gave him a passionate kiss on the mouth intertwining her tongue with his. She turned him around and threw him down on the bed and eased herself on to his huge cock. The first few inches felt wonderful but as he went further and further into her it began to feel even better until she had the whole nine inches in her sopping wet pussy. She started to ride his cock slow at first and as their passion grew she bounced on him, riding his cock, thrusting their hips harshly. By the look in her eyes and all the moaning Carlos could tell she was going to cum but he wanted to tease her as she did to him. He rolled her over so that he was on top of her now and pulled his dick out. He stroked it with his hand as she watched him craving for it to be deep inside her. He put about 3 inches in her pussy and pulled it out slow so that you could hear all the love juices swish around as he moved in a circle. When it was out he stroked it again as she begged for it. “Please Carlos fuck me, put your long… hard… thick… dick inside my cunt… so deep… I want to feel all of you.” He slapped her pussy with his hard cock so that it hit her clit. He continued until he could tell she could not take it anymore then he eased it back into and began to thrust so hard she began to scream. His balls slapped her ass loud and the juices from her pussy made a smacking sound every time he fucked her harder……… and harder …… and harder. She grabbed her breasts and licked them and he got even more excited watching her and he began to go faster and harder. He pulled out again and she turned and got on her knees and he did her doggy style once again teasing her pussy until he couldn’t wait to explode in her. He moved hard……… and fast…………… and hard…………… and fast until they both came so hard that juices and cum squirted all over their legs, her ass, and his dick. He collapsed on to her and they rolled over hugging one another and kissing passionately.

"Hey Love, how's it going."

"Hey," She said, still grinning inside, "just about to put Lily to bed."

She carried her child into the bedroom as he followed. Even though it wasn't his daughter, he still liked Lily, except for the whole diaper changing thing.

They walked back into the living room. He followed her so he could look at her. She really was beautiful. He took a seat next to her on the couch and wrapped his arm around her neck as they talked idly. Her head rested on his shoulder, she loved his touch, she felt comfortable next to him. They talked for a while, and a silence fell upon them.

"You know what you said?" She asked.

"What's that babe?"

She paused, last minute arguments in her head. Maybe it would be different then the other guys. She knew he loved her, maybe it really could mean something.

"When you said you wanted to make love to me, like it's supposed to be." She said shyly, looking at his face.

He smiled and kissed her softly on the cheek. He loved his lips touching any part of her body. They turned to face each other, his hand softly stroked the kissed cheek. He leaned in to her and let his lips touch hers, let his tongue find hers, they kissed slowly, passionatly.

She broke the kiss to stand up, she stripped herself of her sweatshirt, leaving her in only a t-shirt and sweat pants. So beautiful. She tossed the sweatshirt on his head and giggled. She hadnt done that in a while, she hadn't dont any of this in a while. It felt good. She walked into her bedroom so happy she had to be careful not to skip.

He smiled and watched her go, it's hard to keep your eyes off of something that attractive. He followed her into the room, stumbling on some clothes in the dark. She was laying on her back in the bed. He slid on top of her, slowly letting his weight rest on her body. He kissed her neck and it sent chills all the way down her body. He slid his hand up her shirt, and brought his fingers down the middle of her chest, letting his nails slide along her skin over her stomach. Her skin tingled and goose bumps covered her side. Her nipples pushed up on the shirt covering them, allowing him to find them with is mouth. The cloth of her shirt amplfied the touch of his tongue on her nipple, her hips arched a bit. He moved slowly, deliberatly, letting her enjoy every sensation.

He lifted her shirt to her neck, removing the barrier between his tongue and her skin. Her breasts are beauitful, like the rest of her. The feel of his tongue was amazing. She reached behind his head and pulled him to her. They kissed again. They kissed like she hadnt been kissed in years. She loved the taste of him, the feel of his body on hers. He was right. This is what it was supposed to be.

He kissed her cheek, her neck, he lifted her shirt off of her and kissed her collar bone, sucked on it gently for a moment. His fingers ran down her side, followed by his kisses. More tingles than she'd felt in a long time. Wave after wave passed through her. He kissed her hip, sucked on it gently. Slid her pants down only an inch, kissing her every few seconds along her waist, her hips move up again, pressing against his mouth.

"Make love to me," She wispers.

He kissed back up her beautiful body and let his tongue play in her mouth for a moment. She pulled his shirt off and touched his chest. Why did this feel so right after all this time?

He laid himself back down on her, pressing his naked chest against hers, feeling her skin against his. He couldnt resist her lips, he had to keep his in touch with hers, he loved it, couldnt get enough of her taste.

He took a breast in his hand and full on open mouth kissed her nipple. His other hand slipped between her legs and rubbed her through her sweatpants. She couldnt take it, she reached down and unbuttoned his shorts, pulling the zipper down as fast as she could manage. She reached into his shorts, into his boxers and pulled him out. Wow, he wasn't just bragging, he really was bigger than she remembered. She stroked him as his touch to her crotch made her wetter and wetter.

She pushed his hand off her crotch, lifted her hips, and revealed herself. So beautiful. She pushed her sweatpants to her ankles and kicked them off, as he lay himself back onto her, his dick found itself resting between her lips. He kissed her hard and she grabed his dick and placed it where it needed to go. He pressed it into her body slowly, she could feel it coming into her inch by inch. Once it was pressed entirely into her, she couldnt help but kiss him, it really did feel amazing.

She allowed the pleasure of him inside her to take over her, he slowly made love to her. He kissed her neck, licked up to behind her ear, kissed her shoulder, her collar, her breasts. Everywhere he kissed her gave her chills, brought her closer.

He slid his hand down her side, between her legs. Still slowly sliding himself into her, he gently pressed his fingers to her clit and began to rub it, small, gental circles. His hand would speed up and slow down in response to her breathing. She was lost, her body felt only pleasure. Every bit of her being was wrapped up in the upcoming orgasm. She felt it wash over her. She could feel him inside her, her muscles clamping on him tightly as she came.

He kept himself inside her as he let her relax, pulling out only when her orgasm was done.

"Wow," She looked at him, unable to beleive it could feel like that.

He smiled, he'd been waiting a long time to make her feel like that. He loved her.

Her ample chest was held by a thin, almost see-through strapless pink tank top. Her long elegant legs were exposed under a blue, stretchy miniskirt that rode up her thighs every step she took. She was glad the air wasn’t cold or she’d be facing a severe cold by the time she reached the apartment she called home.

She heard those footsteps again behind her and this time she turned to survey the area behind her. She turned back but put her hand in her small black purse, clutching the small can of mace in her right hand. All the TV stations were talking about the new story, The Gentleman Rapist. She had to be careful.

She was five minutes from home when she felt a hand on her mouth and an arm around her waist. Before she could so much as scream, she was lifted off her feet and was staring at a cold, blank wall. She was starting to fight back when the tip of a blade touched the skin on her throat. She heard a soft voice in her left ear.

“I would advise you not to scream.”

Her eyes widened. She prayed this was just a mugging and nothing else. Stupid her! She had lived in L.A. all of her twenty-three years and was still dumb enough not to buy a gun! She nodded hastily. The hand covering her mouth was removed.

“Good. We understand each other.” The blade stayed where it was though. “I am going to do something that might be unpleasant. Try not to make noise.”

Sasha felt the arm let go of her but her fears were soon confirmed when a cold hand touched her knee. She felt a shiver run through her spine.

“Oh dear, did I do that? Here, let me take care of that.”

The hand was removed and she heard leather being stretched and a bare hand touched her at the same spot. It slowly made its way up her leg. She was about to cry when it touched her panties. The hand didn’t move. She heard the voice again.

“What colour are they?”

“Blue,” she whispered.

“Ah, a fine choice. My favourite colour.”

The fingers tugged at her underwear and she felt a tear slowly roll down her cheek. Her panties were down to her knees when she heard the voice again.

“Now, be a good girl and close your eyes. I will hurt you only if I have to.”

She silently complied and felt silk slid across her face and over her eyes. A knot was tied behind her head. A hand grasped her long raven hair and gently tugged them out of the knot. She knew the blindfold was a joke the second she opened her eyes. She could still see the wall through the thin material. Obviously, it was only to play with her.

The blade left her neck and descended to her kidney. A sharp prick made her gasp suddenly. He was telling her he could still kill her even if his position had changed. Her panties resumed their course along her shaved legs until they touched the pavement. The rapist lifted her legs one by one and stood up again. She heard him inhale slowly.

“Aaaah. Such sweet scent. Tell me, are you afraid?”

“Yes,” she squeaked. She had extracted the mace from her purse and was hiding it with her body. She heard a chuckle behind her and the blade returned to her throat.

“You should be if you’re seriously thinking about using that weapon, Miss.” She mentally gasped. Of course, he had seen the can, how stupider could she get? “I assure you there is no need to resort to violence. I am not one of those rapists, I am a gentleman.”

Sasha’s eyes widened more as she recalled what she had read about him. The Gentleman Rapist! At least, she would make it alive. She was still thinking as a hand slowly hiked her mini up her thighs. The Gentleman had a very particular Modus Operandi. He never killed his victims, was polite, tried to minimise any injury his victims could have and always (ALWAYS) made his prey come before him. The girls interviewed had said that he was gentle and always asked if he wasn’t hurting them or if they wanted him to wear a condom or something like that.

He was a strange dude. The few analyst that were on talk shows suggested that he stalked the city only for fun and that he was probably a well respected member of the society. He also never raped virgins. He had a count of twelve victims till now, with two more girls he had spared. As soon as he found out they were virgins, he apologised profusely and knocked them out using chloroform. He then carried them home and deposited them on their front door after calling the police.

Sasha was brought back to earth when a warm finger slowly touched her inner thigh. It slowly traced the outline of her lips. She suppressed a moan. Could it be that this rapist was seducing her instead of getting it on? She tried to block these thoughts from her head but it was hard with a finger playing with her, tantalisingly close to her entrance. It suddenly left its spot, making Sasha feel a pang of disappointment, immediately followed by guilt. She couldn’t be liking this could she?

“Could you put your arms behind your back, dear? I need to fix something.”

She complied, partly due to fear, partly due to excitement. She felt cold metal touch her wrists and a sharp click sounded. Handcuffs. She was trapped. With her arms around her back, The Gentleman as he called himself, could do whatever he wanted to her. The blade left her neck and was dropped on a wooden box nearby. The rapist leaned on her and smelled her shiny hair. He let out a contended moan and whispered something like vanilla. It was probably vanilla, for she had washed her hair with scented soap.

“Now, to business. I hope you’ll enjoy this as much as I do.”

Sasha felt two hands on her thighs. The fingers slid to her pussy and started circling its lips. She shuddered as one finger grazed her opening. This guy knew what he was doing. Suddenly, what felt like two fingers plunged inside her. There was no resistance at all. The foreplay had aroused her just enough to wet her insides. She gasped silently. She was wondering why he hadn’t gagged her.

The fingers gently rubbed her walls. She could barely resist. Then she felt his warm breath on her legs. He’s gonna eat me! He did indeed eat her, lapping her pussy with his tongue opening her wider with his fingers. He delicately swirled his tongue around her flesh, rubbing her clit with his fingers, doing it with such expertise that she could no longer stop herself. She silently moaned as he rubbed her clit once again.

“Aha! Did I just hear you moan, girl? I’m glad you like that.”

He continued his thing for some time. Sasha couldn’t resist any further. She started moaning every time he lapped her cunny. Her body was betraying her as she felt a familiar sensation well up between her legs. She gasped, more loudly this time, as her orgasm overcame her. Her head was slightly bent backwards as she shuddered with forbidden release.

He didn’t miss a beat and steadily drank her fluids as it escaped her body, leaving a small trail down her legs. He affectionately patted her inner thighs and stood up. Sasha couldn’t see what he was doing form her position but somehow she could just picture him wiping his mouth with a hanky.

“Aaaah, that was refreshing. Nothing like some liquid to quench your thirst, wouldn’t you say? Now, did you enjoy that?”

She wouldn’t answer him this time. She felt a finger plop into her pussy suddenly and the voice was in her left ear again. Her hands were pressing into his stomach from behind. The finger was joined by his friend and, together, they danced a dance of pleasure and arousal as the voice spoke to her again.

“I’m sure you liked it. You can deny it but your body cannot lie.” He pushed his fingers deeper inside. “Can you feel them?” they twisted around, trying to find her G-spot. “Can you say you really don’t like it?” the fingers found what they were looking for. “Can you say you want to come so badly you’ll do anything?” They were stimulating her, bringing her to the threshold of another orgasm. She wouldn’t last long, he was too good.

Sasha threw her head back as he pinched her clit with his other hand. Her mouth was open as a series of ragged moans emanated from her. The rapist’s shoulder was holding her head while his fingers continued their passionate dance. Her juices flowed down her legs, soaking her socks and part of her black Nikes. The fingers retreated and smeared some of her own secretions on her upper lip, under her nose. The scent was intoxicating.

“You cannot reasonably tell me this doesn’t excite you, can you?”

His fingers slowly smeared her juices on her lips, parting them slightly to spread some on her teeth. Sasha couldn’t help herself, she licked her lips, tasting herself and loving it. That guy knew which buttons to press.

His hands crept under her top and gave her chest a small squeeze. Her nipples hardened under the attention, a fact not lost to him. He pinched and massaged them with his fingers, tracing their outline under the pink material. She was getting warm all over. Her breathing was now ragged and noisy. The rapist knew she was enjoying it. He covered her breasts with his hands and slowly applied pressure. She closed her eyes and let the pleasure invade her synapses.

The hands drifted down to her love bud again. She heard a zipper open and some rustling behind her. Here it comes. He must have stepped out of his pants because she heard a belt as it fell to the pavement. The alley into which he had dragged her was dark and out of the way, perfect for his purposes. He stroked her hair almost passionately and kissed it gently. His hands settled on her hips.

“I must admit I am a bit lacking in this department, so you’ll excuse me if I’m not quite what you expect. I’m only just a modest eight inches.”

Sasha gasped as the head touched her lips. He rubbed it vertically along the slit, teasing her. Was he really a rapist? The cock slowly entered her, parting her lips and penetrating her easily. Foreplay really did wet things up. It slid in and out, making her moan. She tilted her head back so that it was once again resting on his shoulder. His right hand moved down to her clit.

He started rubbing it gently, sending a wave of pleasure coursing through her body. His remaining hand traveled to her c-cup and cupped one of her glorious mounds. She couldn’t resist anymore, she started thrusting back to meet his strokes. She heard a low chuckle behind her but it didn’t stop the great feeling between her legs.

He alternated between fast and hard strokes and incredibly gentle shallow ones. He was thrusting his finger in when his dick was going out. She was content to let herself fall into his embrace. He was by far the best shag she had ever had. Nothing like those guys who only thought about their dicks and their hairy balls. These just went in and got out faster that you can say “ejaculation”.

She felt another orgasm come close as he continued his intricate game. He somehow sensed this or was it just her increased breathing and body language that told him that? She could only tell that release was near.

It came with no warning. She threw her head back brutally into his right shoulder and ground her self into his loins as her secretions flooded her nether regions and exploded outwards, covering his prick and her legs. He didn’t slow down though, if anything he accelerated. She heard his balls slap against her ass as she cummed continuously.

She rested her head on his shoulder, trying to catch her breath. He chuckled and popped his fingers inside her and brought them to her lips. She hungrily sucked on them, tasting that wonderful thing. He then placed his two hands on her hips and started pumping. He thrust harder and faster each time until he was slamming himself into her. She couldn’t quite breathe, making half-choked gasps every time he entered her.

She almost screamed by the time he pressed his loins inside her, pushing his seed into her womb. She felt each squirt hit the walls inside her. His spunk was warm and felt so right inside her. For a while, she had forgotten this was a rape. He sighed and withdrew, leaving the mixture of their secretions dribble to the cold pavement.

“You know, this is by far the best sex I have had in a while. I didn’t know it would be so enjoyable.”

“Me too,” she whispered.

“What’s your name by the way?”

She was surprised that he had asked that. “Sasha.”

“Ah, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Perhaps we should meet again, Sasha.”

She was thinking the same thing. She heard the handcuffs unsnap and suddenly her hands were free. She was whirled around until she was facing her tormentor. He was wearing a silly black mask over his eyes, but this, combined with the shadows from the alley, made him unrecognisable.

She was breathing more heavily now. What did he have in mind? He was naked, having taken his shirt off during the act. He was smiling. She began to feel a pang of fear. Maybe he was going to kill her. She was surprised when he put her arms around his waist and cuffed them behind his back. They were now pressed closely together. Her hands could move anywhere along his back up to his shoulders. She felt something nudge her on the leg. She looked down to see his glorious erection. It was about eight inches long, as he had told her.

He slid her mini up and slipped inside her with a wet sound. She gasped and pulled him closer. His mouth started to kiss her neck. His arms were on her hips. He stayed embedded inside her and concentrated on her neck. His tongue slowly licked her neck and moved to her mouth. She kissed him back fiercely, tongue-wrestling him. He knew his stuff.

Her mouth was getting all the attention that, minutes ago, her pussy was getting. He played with her hair and kissed her deeply before pulling back. He slid his hands on her thighs and lifted them until she was in a seated position and her back was pressed against the wall. He started to hump her. It was slow at first but he quickly fastened his pace.

Sasha squeezed her legs shut around his waist as he pummeled her, hurting her a bit when her lower back hit the brick wall. She was moaning like crazy now, her voice driving her to this state of extreme arousal. Her nails – which were not particularly long – were digging holes in his bare back.

He let go of her left leg and instead, raised her top off her breasts. She tightened her hold on his waist so that her leg was still tightly coiled around him. He started to slow his pace and fondle her chest. She moaned as he pinched her left nipple, sending a sting of pain to her nerves. He roughly squeezed and twisted it until she almost cried. Then he let it go and latched onto the fleshy mound and started to suckle it. She dug her nails deeper into his back until she felt a wetness that could only be blood.

His strokes were now deep and slow, crashing her back into the wall every time he penetrated her. He alternated between her left and right breasts, using his hand on the one he wasn’t suckling. She felt the now familiar feeling stir between her legs. She tried to halt its relentless march but failed miserably. She screamed into the warm night, a scream that was quickly muffled by his tongue. She desperately sucked on it as she came like a hose, spraying her legs and his genitals with her love juice.

He let go of her chest and placed his hands on her hips again. Her legs were now hanging almost limp in his embrace. She was still recovering from the steaming orgasm that had left her ears buzzing and her heart pounding. He thrust his whole length inside her now. He started slow then hastened and slammed in and out of her pussy, until she was moaning again. He lasted an eternity it seemed and as he crashed into her, Sasha vaguely remembered that she wasn’t on the pill.

It seemed pretty silly to have that thought right now. The Gentleman emptied his balls into her open cunt with one final thrust and ground himself into her. She felt his dick spasm as jets of sperm hit her walls. She felt him slacken and he put his forehead on her left shoulder.

“That certainly was most enjoyable. I hope you feel the same as I do.”

She could not answer, the fire inside her body still raging. He took off the cuffs and turned her around, once again pinning her arms behind her back. She did not protest. She heard him pick up something, probably a cloth to clean himself. Her body slumped against the wall, trying vainly to stay upright.

Sasha felt the liquid slowly leaking out of her and crawling down her legs. Labored breathing echoed in the dark alley behind her, matching her own. A wooden crate creaked; The Gentleman was recuperating too. Her eyes sought out something to sit on in the dim light. An upturned bucket. She mentally shrugged. It was better than nothing.

She studied her surroundings while the blood roaring in her brain subsided. Her attacker – lover? – was looking at her with expressionless eyes. She shuddered, thinking of the stories she had grown up with: women killed after being raped, serial rapists who liked to take a souvenir, countless unsolved murders… Why was he different?

She forgot her probing when he suddenly got up. He smiled reassuringly as he strode to her and lifted her to her feet, holding her right armpit. There was a large crate further down the alley. He pushed her towards it, deeper in the shadows. Her pressed her head on the cold surface of the wood, bending her like a doll, so that her ass was sticking out towards him. He was going to do it again.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly when he entered her once again. This time, he was slowly moving in and out of her, with not a care in the world. There was a sharp intake of air each time he filled her. He would let himself sink inside her quickly, slip out excruciatingly slowly then repeat the procedure. In the middle of the act, he caught a fistful of her black hair and gave it a small tug. She raised her head slightly, mouth ajar, moans coming out at regular intervals.

She was surprised when he stuffed a damp cloth inside her mouth. Her muffled cry of surprise was quickly replaced by a moan as he slammed her once before resuming his slow penetration. Her tongue tasted her juices. It was her panties! She forgot to struggle when one of his fingers wormed itself into her puckered hole, twisting and writhing like a live snake.

She gasped through the cloth as he worked her hole almost roughly at times. She almost lost her self in the ecstasy when he pulled both his finger and his dick out of her. She was surprised to feel trepidation. The man had given her so much pleasure she could only wish for more. She almost screamed with horror when she felt his dickhead push into her asshole.

She felt a tingle at first. The tingle became a major discomfort as he pushed further inside. The discomfort turned to pain; the pain turned to agony before his entire shaft was plunged into her tight puckered hole. She numbly realized she was screaming uselessly while her anal ring convulsed around the intruder. The panties muffled the shouts to a bare whisper, hearable only in the alley.

She cried bitter tears of pain, humiliation and shame as the grip on her hair tightened. A sharp tug brought her head up with a muffled cry. She felt the invader stir; it moved slowly at first, quickly picking up speed. Each thrust seemed to rip a layer of her skin. A deep, almost evil laughter echoed in the dark alley as she was raped by this “gentleman”…

He roughly slapped her ass, squeezing each cheek alternately, all the while tugging at her raven hair. His movements rivaled those he had made earlier, slamming her ass roughly. She screamed continuously in her panties as each thrust seemed to pierce her skin. She felt she would throw up or worst. It came as a very surprising… surprise that after a while, she felt a small pang of pleasure.

The pang quickly became a sharp jab. She felt it every time the cock slid home. She stopped crying, stopped struggling as he fucked her like a toy. She unconsciously pushed her ass towards his hips. He laughed and pulled her hair tighter. He suddenly increased his rhythm to a frantic pace, once again ripping muffled screams out of her before emptying his bowels in her ass.

Her ass felt strangely hollow as he exited her puckered hole. She heard a small zap behind her. She turned her head to look. He was holding a stun stick, the kind used in jails to keep inmates docile. Her eyes widened visibly with fear as he approached her.

“Don’t worry, it’s for my safety.” He put the stick down beside her face and leaned towards her, stroking her hair. “I’m sorry about the last part, but if I didn’t, it would hardly be called a rape. Don’t try to contact the police, I’ll take the necessary precautions to erase every physical proof on your body.”

She didn’t protest as the scent of chloroform filled her nose.

 

She woke up in her bed, covered in blankets, naked. Her clothes had been pilled in a corner of her room. There was a small piece of paper on her night table. It read “Remember”. Her sore ass was a good souvenir if she forgot the note. She painfully rose and went into the bathroom. She sat on the toilet seat and wept as she felt the skin around her asshole.

 

Three days later, the newspapers all had a new heading: “The Gentle man Strikes Again! Where Is The Police?” Sasha read the article wordlessly and drank her morning coffee. She finished it and went inside. Her thin robe protected her from the slight chill in the air. She thought she heard a sound behind her. A sudden prick at her neck made her inhale sharply.

“Miss me?”

She knew this voice! Three nights ago, in that dark alley! He had come back for more…

She swallowed. “Yes…”

"

As she glances behind her she see a well-dressed man, probably in his mid to late twenties, dressed professionally in a blue suit.

"Excuse me," he says, as he catches his breath. "Is this handbag yours?"

Lacey looks at the man, then at the handbag, then up at the man again. "No." she replies. Then turns around, and begins walking away.

"But miss, I saw you drop it about a block back" said the stranger.

Lacey, feeling very agitated at the moment, turns around, snatches the purse out of his hands, and begins walking at a face pace towards the street corner, as if to hail a cab. As Lacey stands at the corner, our man know is very confused, should he approach this mysterious, yet beautiful woman, or leave it alone, and go on about his day?

Our stranger walks up to Lacey now, who is standing at the corner now, and asks for her name.

Lacey turns around and says, "I find you to be a very attractive man, but now is not the time, I am in a hurry, I haven't got time to be wasting

talking with you."

"Okay then." he says. Just as he turns around to be on his way, he feels a slight tap on his shoulders. He tunrs around and to his surprise and it's Lacey, standing there staring intentively.

"What is your name?" she proclaims.

Stunned, the man, manages to get out the words, "J...J...J...Jake Touuuwnsend, JT for short, annnd yoUuU?"

"You will learn in due time." said Lacey.

The stranger looks puzzled beyond belief now, "What do you mean in due time, I though you were in a hurry, and didn't have time to waste?"

Lacey starts to chuckle, staring down at her handbag "It looks like my whole afternoon has just opened up."

Still stunned JT asks, "Where to?"

Just as soon as JT got those words out of his mouth, Lacey grabs his hand, and pulls him towards her. They stare at each other for a moment, then Lacey leans in close for a kiss. And just as soon as JT could figure out what was going on, her lips removed themslef from his, and by the time he had opened his eyes, Lacey had vanished. You see, in fact, Lacey did have somewhere to be, she had a business meeting to attend at a restaurant nearby.

 

JT, who was left standing all alone, began to think what was going on? Who was that woman? Was she even real? "Woah, woah, woah," he said to himself, no he was questioning his sanity. He knew something wasn't right about this, and he wasn't about to just brush it off and go on about his business, no you see JT wasn't like that, he had to find out more about this mysterious woman. He didn't know where to begin. All he had was a first name, and knew she was into Haute Couture. "Where to begin, Where to begin, he said to himself?" So he began looking in every shop and restaurant along the driection he assumed she went off in.

Meanwhile, Lacey, had just arrived at L'Auberge, a french-restaurant, on the upper-east side of town, not far from where our two characters just had there encounter. She sat down at the table the waiter had pointed her too, and joined her co-workers. A few minutes into their conversationg Lacey began spacing out, and thinking about JT, and their breif encounter. She excused herself from her co-workers and said she needed to go to the ladies room. And just as soon as she had got out of her chair, she looks up and to her surprise JT has just walked through the door. JT just happens to see her out of the corner of his eye, and notices Lacey has motioned for him to follow her into the ladies restroom. Arriving at the restroom door, neither of them get a word in, before they began, where they left off before, but this time JT is clued in to what is going on now.

In between, all of the kissing, JT managed to get a few words out, "I never though I would see you again."

"Shhh." Is all Lacey had to say, and on that note she grabbed ferociously at JT's belt buckle and began to undo his zipper at the same time. His pants feel to the floor, before both of them realized they hadn't made it into the bathroom yet, but no one showed any concern, so they forgot all about that, and imagined no one else was there. Apparently, no one had noticed them yet anyways. Just as Lacey's skirt hit the ground, the restaurant manager rounded the corner, and stood in shock. But Lacey didn't seemed surprised one bit, she motioned for him to come over as well, and dropped his pants immediately. By now both JT and the manager were both rock hard, and almost bursting out of their briefs now, but Lacey wasn't ready for them to be released yet.

Lacey demanded that the manager get on his knees, and pull her silk thong to the side, and begin slowly licking her clitoris. While the manager did that, JT was still passionately kissing Lacey, and he didn't seem to mind that the manager had joined in. He actually seemed more eager. By now it was time for the trio to move into the restroom, and they locked the door behind them. There was a couch for the woman to wait to use the mirrors, and that's where all three of them wound up. As soon as Lacey sat down, JT removed her top, and bra, to reveal a lucious pair of 36DD breasts. The nipples were so perky, and ready for action, and the way they pointed was amazing.

Now it was time. Lacey motioned for her "men" to stand up. As they did, Lacey began removing their briefs now. Only to reveal two massive cocks. She was very please with what she was seeing, although JT was larger, the manager wasn't lacking anywhere. She grabbed JT's cock with her left hand, and the manager's cock with her right, and pulled them closer to her mouth. She let go and spit into each of her hands, and began to slowly stroke each cock. First she began to put the manager's cock into her mouth, slowly taking in the head, and making sure to lick every inch, of his hard meat, and not leaving one single spot dry on her way down. She struggled, but she managed to swallow all 8.5 inches. Meanwhile, she was speeding up her strokes on JT's cock, with her left hand still. JT's turn now, she pulled the manager's cock out of her mouth, and slowly put JT's into her mouth. Beginning like she did on the other, but progressively increasing speed, and getting her hand into it. Faster, Faster, FASTER! JT began to moan, and with each bob of Lacey's head, JT's moans grew louder, and louder. And before you know it JT had blew his load all over Lacey's gorgeous face, and she made sure she sucked the rest of his man juice out of his throbing cock. Now it was the manager's turn, she decided to swallow the manager's whole load. As he began to squirt, Lacey gagged at the amount of nut he realeased into her mouth, but she managed to take it all in.

Right after they both shot their load, Lacey stood up wiped off her face. Put her bra, and suit jacket back on, and walked out to never be seen again by either man. JT, had a day he would never forget, confusing at first, but well worth it, and the manager, saw it as a job perk!

 

On one of our outings William and I had passed a small night spot not too far from our home called simply ‘My Place’.  It looked interesting but we didn’t want to be too close to home when we played our games.  Well, I didn’t want to go too far from home by myself and, truthfully, this place didn’t look like a place anyone we knew would frequent.  I decided to wear one of my business suits with a white, sleeveless, tight, turtle neck top of very thin fabric (not quite sheer but close) under the jacket, no bra, short skirt, but not too short, panties, stay up stockings and pumps with moderately high heels.  The swell of my breasts was visible through the wide openings of the arm holes of my top and the shadow of my nipples were visible through the light fabric.  I was especially careful with my makeup – not too heavy but a little light blue eye shadow, some color for my cheeks, and pale pink lipstick.  I had been out with William wearing a lot less clothes and a lot more makeup but, by myself, I didn’t want to be too daring.  I had only a vague idea of what I would do when I got there.  I didn’t know what the place would look like inside.  I decided that if it didn’t look or feel right I would just turn around and leave. 

I arrived about 10:00 PM, walked through the front door and looked around.  It was dark with low level indirect lighting, a juke box or music system of some sort playing quietly in the background.  As my eyes adjusted to the dim interior I could make out a dance floor with a few small tables surrounding it.  The décor inside was nice, much nicer than one would expect from seeing from the outside.  From the back of the room a horseshoe shaped bar protruded.  The place wasn’t crowded but I could see several of the tables were occupied and 4 or 5 seats at the bar were taken.  Since I was by myself I chose a space close to the end of the bar with a couple of vacant seats on either side of me.  The bartender came my way, asked what I would like.  I ordered a glass of white wine and placed my purse on the bar in front of me.  As I waited for my wine I noticed several couples dancing on the small dance floor to a slow country/western tune.  I looked down the bar at the others sitting there.  Most were men and, now that my eyes had fully adjusted, noticed that all were black.  Uh-oh.  Had I made a mistake in coming here after all.  Was this a de facto blacks only place.  No – one of the couples dancing was white.  I relaxed a little more and in my peripheral vision could tell that I was being observed by a few of the men down the bar from me.  It was warm at the bar and I decided to remove my jacket.  The stools at the bar had chair back seats that swiveled around and I hung my jacket on the back of the seat.  I took a cigarette out the pack from my purse, placed it in my mouth and fumbled for my lighter. 

“Let me get that”, a voice beside me said as I felt someone slide onto the seat next to me.  He offered a light for my cigarette.  Surprised, I accepted the light and turned to see who now sat beside me.

“Thanks”, I said, a little breathlessly.  I was looking at an extremely attractive black man, close cropped black hair,  tall and well built.  His voice was so soft and his manner so friendly I didn’t feel threatened at all.  “You sort of snuck up on me there”, I smiled. 

“Well, didn’t mean to surprise you but it’s my business to make sure all attractive ladies in this place are taken care of properly.”  He smiled at me and I saw perfect white teeth in a beautiful chocolate face.  I mean – he was really a nice looking guy.  Shivers went up and down my spine as I tried to compose myself.  My wine came and the bartender asked if I wanted to run a tab.  I replied that I did and took a small sip of the wine. 

“You know those things will kill you”, he said, pointing to my cigarette lying in the ash tray between us. 

“I know”, I said, “I’m going to quit again one of these days, but not tonight”.  Sitting there without my jacket on, I could tell my nipples were rigid and very apparent through the tight material of my top.  He smiled that smile again and said  “I know how that is.  I quit a hundred times before I finally quit for good.” That smile was infectious. 

“So tell me – what brings a good looking lady like you out to a place like this all by your lonesome?” 

“Well,” I replied, “My husband had a  business appointment and I wanted to go out, and since he couldn’t take me, I just decided to go on my own.”  Did that sound too naïve?  Yes, probably.  He smiled again.

“So, you’re married.  Not in business for yourself are you?” he asked.  What? Business for myself? 

“Noooo”, I slowly answered, “I’m not sure I know what you mean ‘business for myself’”.

“Please, I don’t mean to offend you and you don’t look like a professional but I don’t allow solicitation in here and I need to make sure.  That’s all I meant.  Again I apologize if I offended you in any way.” 

“Oh, Jeeze, you thought I might be a – a hooker?” I said, my mouth hanging open.  “But I guess I can see how you might thinks so.  I mean I am alone and at the bar and probably look like I needed company.  Well, I may need company, but not that kind right now”,  I said looking into my wine glass and taking another, longer sip.

“You are obviously not a street walker.  We do get a few of those in here from time to time but after talking with you I don’t think you’re that type”, he said with emphasis on ‘that type’. He smiled again, his expression saying ‘but I know your type’.  I marveled at how easy it was to talk to him.  We were sitting with our seats swiveled to face each other and my skirt had ridden up a little and I was showing a lot of leg.  But my legs were primly together and I tried to be the picture of innocence.  I don’t think I succeeded.  

“My name is Rashad”, he said softly as he placed his hand on my knee and leaned closer.  “I own this place and want all my customers to feel at home here.  Especially ladies that look as good as you.  What’s your name if you don’t mind telling me”.

I felt myself get wet.  I know I was blushing but hopefully the dim lighting hid that.  “I - I’m Kelley”, I stammered.  He didn’t move his hand and I could feel it’s heat through my stocking clad leg.  “Thanks for the compliment”.  I finished my wine and Rashad signaled the bartender and asked for two more glasses of wine.

“Do you mind if we talk a bit”, he asked. “I think I need to get to know you better” he said as his hand did move just a bit, rubbing up my thigh from my knee, just a few inches, then back again. 

He continued to rub slowly as I replied, “No, I wouldn’t mind.  I think you’re a nice guy and I think I might like to get to know you a little better too.”  Did I say that, to a man I had just met who had his hand on my leg?  I was getting hotter and hotter here by the minute and didn’t know where this was going, but didn’t want it to stop just yet.  He moved his seat just a bit closer and as our wine came he began stroking my arm in a sensual fashion, slowly and with just the slightest touch, from shoulder to elbow and back.  The bartender seemed to ignore both of us, but as he left the wine and moved back down the bar I saw a smile playing on his lips. 

“So, Kelley girl, tell me about yourself”.  And I did.  To this day am surprised at how he gained my confidence and I just told him everything about my life, my marriage, eventually even telling him about William and our outings and my exhibitionist tendencies.  He just smiled at me a lot and encouraged me to open up.  Sometimes I wonder if he didn’t somehow hypnotize me to get me to tell him so much, but I really just think he instilled such trust that I felt no threat at all in answering the occasional question that kept me talking.  As we talked his hands moved to my waist and he began to rub up and down from waist to where the swell of my breast was exposed beneath my underarm.  When I wound down, and finished my tale with “and that’s how I ended up here.  I don’t think I am ready for an extramarital affair but the thought is there and it intrigues me.”  I was silent and stared at my wine.  I picked it up and drank the half full glass in one gulp.  “God, how did I manage to tell you all that.  You should be a therapist.  In fact I doubt I would have told a therapist as much as I’ve told you.” 

He smiled that damned smile again, and I found myself melting as his hand lingered, now on my chest under my left breast.  His hand moved slowly upward to cup it softly, rubbing in a slow circular motion.  My eyes closed and I took small jerky breaths.  “Please”, I said.  “I don’t think I’m ready for this yet.  Tell me about yourself now.  I - I don’t know anything about you yet,”  I stammered.   I looked around to see if we were being watched.  No one was watching that I could see. 

He continued to massage my breast through my top for a few more seconds, then moved his hand to my lap.  Now rubbing the top of my thigh, again slowly and softly, he said, “Kelley, you don’t know it yet but you are going to get to know me a lot better I think.  I think I know you pretty well now and I think --- well.  You have taken it this far on your own and, I hope, realize that you don’t need William to protect you.  At least not from me.  I know you’re not ready tonight, but I hope you will be back.   In fact I will expect you back – what did you say William’s schedule was – rounds every Wednesday?”  I nodded mutely. 

“From what you tell me of William, I think he might enjoy taking your games to the next level, and then perhaps to another level beyond that,” he said as I looked at him with a confused expression. 

“What do you mean ‘the next level’,” I asked.  His hands were moving higher and higher, pushing my skirt up so that my panties were visible between my legs.

“Well, you said your games consisted mainly of you being simply an exhibitionist, correct?” I nodded.  “And you never really got involved with any other men other than letting them look, right?”  Again I nodded.  “The next level, Kelley girl, is to let William see you with another man – no, no.  I don’t mean have sex with another man – at least not yet,” he chuckled.  “I think the next time you go out to play your little games you should go to a place called the ‘Shadow Lounge’.  Know where that is?”  I nodded again.  “I can guarantee that a nice looking guy will come over and ask you to dance.  You should accept the invitation and give William a nice show with this guy.  Dance real close, let him have some liberal gropes of your ass and – what ever other places might be available.  Once you start to dance with this guy, just do what feels right.” 

His hands had been moving on me the entire time he was telling me this.  He had pushed my legs apart so he could rub the inside of my thigh.  As he finished talking, he let his hand brush against the front of my panties.  He rubbed up and down a few times and I know he felt my wetness.

“How do you know a guy will ask me to dance?”  I asked.

“Leave that to me.  No, it won’t be me but I’ll ask one of my friends to do it.  Don’t worry, he’s completely trustworthy and you needn’t worry that he would cause any trouble.  The whole idea will be to see how William reacts to this situation.  Do we have a deal?”  he asked. 

I nodded, this time managing a strangled “Y – Yes.  I think so.  I guess I will know for sure Saturday.  When we go out, playing games, that’s usually the night. Right now I think I will, but I don’t know how I’ll feel when you stop touching me.”

“Just remember me, and maybe you’ll know it’s right for you to do this.  You wanted to spice things up, didn’t you.  What better way, hmm?” 

I was so flustered, I pulled away and turned back to the bar.  “I really think I should go now,” I said, slowly and shakily standing.

“Sure, Kelley,” he said as we both stood.  He reached behind my head and gently pulled our faces together.  I couldn’t move my eyes from that mouth, the one with the captivating smile, as he kissed me.  I opened my mouth and he kissed me deeper than I have ever been kissed before.  As we broke apart I almost forgot to breathe.  I finally sucked in a deep breath in a very unladylike gasp.  He smiled again and said.  “Hope to see you back here in a week, Kelley girl.  After we see how William takes this next level” 

Dumbly I nodded and gathered my things.  I fumbled in my purse for money to pay my tab.  “Forget it, Kelley girl.  This night is on me.  It has been a pleasure to talk with you and I will look forward to our next meeting.”  With that he turned and walked through a door at the back of the bar. 

I picked up my jacket and put it on, gathered my things and left on unsteady feet.

As I walked to my car I was very aware that I was as wet between my legs as I had ever been.  I got in the car and immediately removed my panties.  With my skirt up around my waist I let my juices lubricate the seat beneath me.  I drove straight home, feeling the vibration of the car, thinking of Rashad,  remembering his soft touch, that smile, and his oh, so soft voice.  Once inside the house I stumbled to the bedroom,  removed all my clothes and, with memories of Rashad’s touch on my skin, masturbated to an earth shattering climax.  It took all of three minutes and afterwards I was glowing.  Damn, it felt good.  I showered, masturbated again, then to bed and to sleep, exhausted, to dream of this beautiful black man with the smile and soft touch.

When William arrived home Thursday evening, I was dressed a tank top and a pair of short shorts that I know he likes.  I met him with a hug and a sensual kiss that surprised even me.  Perhaps I was feeling a little guilty but mostly I was just horny as hell.  I needed sex after my night out.  I whispered in his ear “I want you, right now”, licked his ear, then took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom.  I began by undressing him, then, kneeling before him, I took him in my mouth.  I sucked and laved my tongue around his dick as he became fully erect.  He was moaning and humping my mouth.  William’s cock is only around 8 inches long but is fairly thick.  Certainly not record breaking size but decent.  I took him all the way into my mouth,  the tip of his cock banging the back of my throat.  He loves it when I deep throat him.  At least that’s what he considers it.  I have since found new meaning to the term deep throat.  But that night I just wanted sex however it came, and William was my only alternative at the time.  I couldn’t complain I guess.  Not that night anyway.  He satisfied me completely.  We did it in every position, 69 which I love, doggy style, missionary position, me on top, facing him, with my back to him and him playing with my breasts.  William surprised me with his stamina as we fucked each other to exhaustion.  I will always be grateful to the gods that gave women the ability to have multiple orgasms.  I must have climaxed a dozen times that evening.  We forgot about dinner and ended going to sleep in each others arms.  In my life, to that point, that was the best sex I had ever had.  And I knew I loved William for his consideration and abilities as my lover.  Of course I know now that his abilities pale in comparison to some others I have known since.  But William remains my anchor, my home that I think I will always be able to return to.  Even when I say things to him that I know humiliate and degrade him, I know he will always be there for me.  He is now just as hooked on this lifestyle as I am.  And, though I know it sounds corny, and under the circumstances, hard to believe, on some level, there is still love between us.

William left for the office around 7:00 the next morning.  I feigned sleep until he left.  As he left the bedroom he leaned over and kissed me on the forehead.  I almost cried.  I knew what I was going to do next Wednesday and felt guilty already, but couldn’t get Rashad out of my mind. 

Friday night when William arrived home - I was distant.  I told him I didn’t feel well, that he had sapped all my energy the night before.  Saturday came and he suggested going out and play a game or two.

I agreed, thinking ‘he wants a game – well that’s what he’s going to get.’  With one of my standard outfits on, and with no panties, I left with William around 8:00.  We drove right by Rashad’s place and I, nonchalantly I thought, commented that it looked like an interesting place and that we should maybe try it sometime.  William dismissed the idea.  The place was too close to home.  We had decided, at my suggestion, to go to the ‘Shadow Lounge’.  We arrived there about 45 minutes after leaving home.  We went through our usual routine with me flashing my bare crotch as I slid into our booth, taking off my jacket and, with the top I had on, making it obvious that I wore no bra.  We danced to a few slow songs with William holding my ass as I sensuously ground my pelvis into him.  In the middle of the second dance with William, I glanced at the bar and saw Rashad sitting there watching us.  He was with another guy and he smiled and nodded as he saw me recognize him.  He said something to his friend as he turned away.  As the song ended, I stumbled and William caught me “Anything wrong, Kelley?” he asked. 

“No,” I said, “just a little turned on after that dance.”  We sat back down.  I know my face was flushed, from the hot dancing we had been doing, and knowing what was probably going to happen soon.  I dropped my hand to my lap and, holding William’s gaze, slowly pulled my skirt up and dipped my hand between my legs.  I spread them apart and, with my fingers, opened my pussy lips and inserted a finger.  I closed my eyes, knowing that he couldn’t see what I was doing, but the guys at the bar could.

“Kelley, are you doing what I think you are doing?” William whispered.  I opened my eyes and nodded, grinning. 

“What do you think I’m doing William?” I asked with an innocent expression, continuing to play with myself.  I noticed Rashad bend over and say something to his friend, then saw him start to make his way to our booth.  I pulled my hand from under the table and closed my legs, primly.  Then, looking at William, licked my fingers. 

The guy was black, big and well built.  Not bad looking, but no Rashad.  He approached our booth and, looking directly at me, said “Pretty lady, would you like to dance?”  A slow song had come on the sound system.  I looked at William, and before he could say anything, said “Sure, why not,” and got up.  As I was led to the dance floor, I looked at William over my shoulder.  He was sitting there with an astonished grin on his face, which made me all the more certain I could do this.  If he didn’t care, well, depending on what this guy would do, I’d give him a show. 

As we started to dance the guy put both arms around me, pulling me close.  My arms, with nowhere else to go, went under his arms around his back.  With his mouth close to my ear, he whispered, “I’m Mike, you’re Kelley, right? “  I nodded, my face pressed into the hollow of his neck.

“We’re gonna have some fun tonight!” he chuckled. I grinned as we slowly turned around the floor.  His hand moved lower, down my back, pressed my hips into him.  I didn’t resist, just moved with him.  As the music played, he turned my back to our booth, so William could see what he was doing.  He moved his hand lower, massaged my ass a little and pulled me tighter against him.  I could feel the start of his erection pressing just below my stomach.  I moved against him and felt myself getting wetter.  As the music played he swirled me around and dipped me backwards.  I wasn’t ready for it and sort of stumbled a little but he held me, his left hand now behind me, supporting me and his right hand on my ass.  As he raised me up his right hand slid down my left leg, pulling it up.  As my leg was raised, his hand moved to behind my knee, and he raised my leg further, so that my thigh was roughly parallel to the floor, my leg dangling straight down from the knee.  In this position, my skirt had slid up, barely covering my ass, my bare crotch against him. 

“Hook your leg around my leg.” He whispered in my ear.  I did and he moved his hand to my ass again.  We were right next to our booth and my back was to William, and I knew that he could see what was happening.  We were barely moving on the dance floor.  With my skirt hiked up Mike moved his hand to cup both ass cheeks and I could feel his fingers probing between them.  He pulled my left cheek upward and I knew my glistening pussy was open to William’s view.  Then Mike moved his hand lower and actually inserted a finger in me from behind.  Then I felt more fingers fill me. It felt wonderful and I almost lost it.  I humped against him with one leg wrapped around him and his hand supporting me upright.  His fingers moved in and out of me, Somehow one long finger reached further, rubbing my clit up and down from behind.  I felt him rubbing my pussy juice back over my ass hole.  Then he inserted his thumb, at least that must be what it was, in my ass, as he continued to finger my pussy and stimulate my clit.  I couldn’t do anything but hang on.  Mike was supporting most of my weight with his right hand under and in my ass and in my cunt.  My arms were around him, reaching up his back, my hands holding on to his massive shoulders, my left leg still wrapped behind his right leg, my right leg barely touching the floor.  My body was jerking with uncontrollable spasms as I humped his torso, feeling his hardness beneath his trousers.  I came with a mind shattering convulsion, whimpering and moaning, trying to keep from screaming.  Still, it must have been obvious to anyone within 50 feet of us that I was having an orgasm.  No one except William could see clearly what Mike was doing to me but my movements and the sounds I was making left little doubt.  The music had stopped and a new song was playing when I finally regained a bit of control over my body and unwrapped myself from around Mike and stood unsteadily in front of him.  My skirt was still hiked up and I could feel the lower part of my bare ass exposed, but I didn’t care.  Mike leaned over and kissed me, one of those long sensual ‘I’m gonna swallow your tongue’ kisses.  My pussy spasmed again.  I was dripping wet, my juices running down the inside of my thigh.  We broke from the kiss and, trying to regain my composure, I turned to face William.

Mike stood behind me, his arms around my waist.  I looked at William.  His eyes were riveted to the spot between my legs.  From his position sitting in the booth he could see my exposed pussy, wet and glistening with my juices.  “William, this is my new friend, Mike,” I said.  “Mike, meet my husband, William.” 

As I made the introductions Mike slid one hand down the front of my body to my cunt again, the other went up to cup my left breast.  Standing with my back pressed against him I again could again feel the bulge of his cock, this time pressing against my ass.  As he played with me there in front of my husband he said, “Nice to meet you, Kelley’s husband.  You certainly do have a sweet wife.  Yes sir, and she has one of the sweetest pussies I’ve ever tasted.”  And with that comment he removed the fingers from my cunt and raised them to my mouth.  I could smell my raw sex smell on his fingers and reached my tongue to lick his fingers.  He stuck two into my mouth and I sucked on them as he continued to squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples.  Damn, he was turning me on again.  He removed his fingers from my mouth and again dipped into my cunt.  I humped his hand with William watching.  Then, before I could cum again, he removed his hands and, licking his fingers, said, “Yes sir, one sweeeeet pussy!  You a lucky man, William.”  With that he helped me into my seat and smiling at William, kissed me lightly on the forehead, turned and went back to the bar. 

I stared at William and he stared back with his mouth hanging open. “Son of a bitch!”  he said, “You sure spiced up our games that time?  What the hell got into you?”

“William, such language!” I said, smiling and feigning shock.  “You’ve been complaining that what we were doing was becoming boring, right?”  William nodded, even though I knew I was the one who had complained first.  I leaned toward him.  “Well, I’m not bored anymore.  How about you?  Did it turn you on to see a stranger all but fuck your wife right on the dance floor in front of you.  See him pull up my skirt, finger my pussy and ass hole, squeeze my tits, kiss me, make me cum harder than I’ve ever cum without you, or someone, fucking me?  Of course it did.  I could see it in your face and I can see it now.  You loved it.  And so did I.  Now get me the hell out of here, take me home and I’m gonna fuck your balls off!”  I grinned at him. 

He looked at me with a puzzled expression.  “OK,” he said. “After that little show I’m ready for most anything.  Let me get the waitress’s eye and get our bill.”  I leaned back and just looked at William.  Neither of us said another word until the waitress came with the bill.  I gathered my things, put on my jacket as William paid the bill. 

As we walked out I glanced at Rashad.  He was watching us and smiled as he saw me look his way.  He nodded and pointed to his chest, as if to say ‘will I see you Wednesday?’.  I smiled back and nodded. 

The rest of the days until Wednesday crawled by.  William and I had pretty good sex that night after returning home but my mind wasn’t with William.  It was a few miles down the road, fantasizing that it was Mike, or Rashad, that was fucking me, whose cock I was sucking.  We had sex one other time before Wednesday but I’m sure he could tell I wasn’t fully into it. He didn’t press it. 

Wednesday finally came and as William left for the office he told me to take it easy and rest.  He thought I was just tired.  Well, I was, tired of waiting for this day to come.  I kissed him and told him I would.  As he left my mind turned to Rashad and Mike, as it had so many times since the last Wednesday.  I had dreamed of Rashad’s smile, his soft touch and relived that kiss many times since, fantasizing when William was fucking me that he was Rashad, or Mike.  Well, tonight I hoped to make that fantasy real. 

I was especially careful getting ready to go that evening.  I put on several outfits before deciding on relatively demure sleeveless blouse under a light sweater, a mid thigh skirt, thigh high stay up stockings and heels.  I brushed my long straight hair till it shone, applied modest makeup, a little eye shadow, blush, pale lipstick.  No bra of course.  I debated about panties and decided on a thong.  Dressed, I looked at myself in the full length mirror.  ‘OK ‘, I thought to myself, ‘You’re as ready as you will ever be.  What ever happens tonight will be.  If nothing comes of it, at least I’ve tried.’

I left the house around 9:00 PM, driving slowly savoring the anticipation.  I parked the car and walked, a little unsteadily, to the door, took a deep breath and entered.  The place was just as I remembered it.  I noticed about the same number of people at tables and at the bar.  I made my way to the bar, same seat I had been in the last time, looking for Rashad.  I couldn’t see him anywhere and was a little worried that he might not be there.  But he knew if I was coming back that it would be this night.  The bartender came and said “White wine, right?”

“Yes, sure,” I said, as I removed my sweater. “You have a  pretty good memory.”

“Always remember a pretty lady,” he said with a grin as he moved off to get my drink. 

I felt before I saw Rashad slip onto the stool beside me.  He had already lit a cigarette and offered it to me.  I looked at him as I accepted the cigarette and took a deep drag from it.  “My brand even.  You are pretty observant,”  I said.

“Like I told you, I try to make sure all the beautiful ladies are taken care of,” he said with, of course, that wonderful smile of his.  “Glad you decided to come back.  I thought you would, especially after running into you the other night.  I assume that was William you were with?”

“Yes – yes, that was William”  I said, trying to slow my breathing to a manageable level.

“Nice looking guy.  Does he take care of you?” he asked.

“So far he has,” I replied. My wine came and I immediately took a large swallow.

Rashad placed his hand on my knee as he had before.  That same light touch.  “Sit here and relax, Kelley,” he said.  “I have to go in the back for a little bit.  Drink your wine and I’ll be back for you.”

I sat there smoking and drinking my wine, wondering what he meant by ‘I’ll be back for you.’  Before I knew it I had drunk three glasses and the bartender was bringing my fourth.  Finally Rashad reappeared at my elbow.  “Feeling a little more at ease?” he asked.  I nodded and turned to face him.  Again he placed his hand on my knee and began that slow rub.  I could feel the wine and decided I probably shouldn’t have any more.  After all, I had to drive home later, or so I thought at the time.  Rashad moved his hands to my side and began that stroking movement, up under my arm and down to my waist.  Then up to cup my breast. 

“Nice,” he said. “I like this blouse more than the other one,  I can feel your tit through it better.  Do you always go braless?  You should you know.  You have such nice tits.  You certainly don’t need one.”  My breath was coming in short gasps, and without realizing it, I uttered a low moan.  Rashad moved his hand away from me for a moment and I tried to regain some measure of composure. 

“Rashad, damn, your touch is so sensual,” I said.  “You are making it awfully hard to relax.”

Rashad just smiled and moved his hand again to my thigh, followed it up to the hem of my skirt then back down.  Then moving it to the inside of my thigh stroked upwards to beneath my skirt to the top of my stockings.  “Ahh, I like that,” he said.  “No pantyhose for you girl, right?  Now for the real test.”  He moved his hand again under my skirt, my legs parted slightly and he brushed lightly against the front of the thong covering my pussy.  I shuddered and my hips gave a small involuntary jerk.  “Kelley, you’re covering up the best part girl,” he said.

“It - it’s just a thong,” I stammered.  “After all, I didn’t want to get arrested.” 

“Well, you know what I think.  I think we should go back to my place and have a drink, maybe do a little dancing and see what develops.  Now, now.  Don’t look so panicky.  My place is just in the back here, so we don’t have far to go.  How ‘bout it Kelley, want to come with me?”  The way he emphasized the word come left little doubt that he meant ‘cum’ with me.  I didn’t say a word. Couldn’t.  Just nodded as he took me by the arm and helped me from my seat.  He picked up my wine as I got my sweater and led me through a door at the back of the bar.  I followed him down a hallway to a door on the right.  “In here,” he said. 

The room was comfortably if modestly furnished with a dresser, chair and bed.  Mirrors were placed on all four walls giving a view of the bed from whatever position one might be in.  After placing my glass on the dresser he pulled me to him and gently kissed me.  That kiss.  Like drowning in honey.  His tongue probing, mine exploring his mouth, leaving me breathless.  His hands ran up and down my back to cup my ass cheeks and pull me against him.  I could feel the lump in his trousers pressing against my stomach.  With one hand he unfastened my skirt and it fell to the floor.  He pushed me away, holding me at arms length and turned me around a full 360 degrees.  “Well, that certainly is a thong, isn’t it,” he said.  “Damn, woman, you’re fine.  You are one sexy lady.” 

I know I blushed all over as I replied, “Thanks for the compliment.  You are pretty damn sexy yourself.” I said, trying to act much more confident than I felt. 

“That’s nice, Kelley girl,” he said, “why don’t you just unbutton that blouse – just unbutton it for now.  That’s it.  You look so sexy standing there.  I want to tell you something.  I want you to give me pleasure.  And I want to be sure to give you pleasure.  I think I can guarantee that I will.  Now the first lesson.  I want you to do something for me.  Kneel down here in front of me, Kelley.”  I knelt.  “Undo my belt and unfasten my trousers and let them fall to the floor.  I did as I was told, my eyes fixed in front of me, staring at his crotch.  As the trousers fell I gasped at what I saw.  “Don’t let it frighten you.  I know it’s probably a little larger than you are used to.  But I think you will enjoy it.”

I just stared at it.  He was huge, and he wasn’t even hard yet.  It was beautiful, hanging halfway to his knee.  “Now Kelley, this is your first lesson.”  I didn’t really know what he meant but I was certainly ready to learn,  “I want you to make me ready.  I want you to suck my cock and make me hard.  Don’t be afraid.  I’m going to teach you how to suck a cock this size so we both get pleasure from it.  Now just take the end in your fingers and lift it.  That’s it.  Now lick from the base to the tip.”  I did as he said and I watched it grow.  Rashad was uncircumcised, the first time I had ever seen an uncircumcised cock in my life.  I was fascinated with its size and that skin that covered the bulbous end of his cock. 

“Doing great Kelley girl.  Now grab near the end, make a fist around my cock and pull down.  Pull the skin down from over the end.  AHH! That’s it girl, Feels good.  Now lick all around the head, good.  Now take just the tip in your mouth and use your tongue on it.  Ohhhh yeah, baby.  See how big it’s getting?”  I couldn’t take my eyes off of it as I sucked on the end of this monster.  It got bigger and bigger.  I began to worry that it would hurt, because I knew, hoped, he was going to fuck me with it. 

I stopped sucking long enough to say “Rashad, you’re huge!  I’ve never seen a cock like this before.  It’s  - it’s beautiful.” 

“I know it’s bigger than you are used to but believe me – where sexual satisfaction for the woman is concerned, size, as well as ability, does matter.  Now I want you to take as much of me in your mouth as you can.”  I put my mouth back over the head and pushed down till I felt him at the back of my throat, as far as William had ever been able to go, and yet half, more than half of his cock was still outside my mouth.  That’s good Kelley, I can feel the back of your throat.  But it can go farther.  It will take some getting used to on your part but you can do it.  You have to relax your throat completely, then when you feel the urge to gag, that’s normal at first, just swallow.  You just keep swallowing till you get it all in there.  It will be difficult to breathe too so take a deep breath and let’s see how far we can go.”  I pushed his cock to the back of my throat, felt the resistance, then relaxed my throat and pushed again and tried swallowing as he had instructed.  I felt the urge to gag but suppressed it.  I took a deep breath and pushed harder, swallowing the whole time.  With Rashad encouraging me and telling me how good it felt I continued to make that huge member disappear down my throat.  Finally, I could feel him deep in me, as I swallowed continually my nose touched the tight curls of his pubic hair and I knew I was there.  Unable to breathe I pulled back, allowing the end of his cock to pull past the point where I could breathe again, then, another deep breath and pushed down again, swallowing, always swallowing. 

“God, Kelley girl, you are a natural.  You just want it all the first time don’t you.  That’s it – keep it up – I’m about to feed you my cum straight into your belly.  AHHH! SOOO Goood!”  he said.  I felt his cock expand while my mouth kissed the base of his cock.  I felt the pulsing as his cum erupted deep in my throat, almost to the entrance to my stomach, I was sure.  Then, as he was still pumping gushes of cum from his cock I pulled back and got a mouthful of cum as I slowly milked it with my fist.  I was so hot and enthralled with what I was doing.  I swallowed his cum and wanted more. 

“Kelley, you are a natural cock sucker. I have never had a woman do that to me the first time she tried it.  And it never felt so good.  I knew you were special that first time I met you.  That’s it girl, keep licking it and sucking on it.  This is just the first of a lot of loads of cum I have for you.”  Rashad let me continue to lick and suck for a few minutes, then said,  “OK, Kelley, that was great.  But now let’s just relax a few minutes and then we’ll proceed to the next lesson.  Why don’t you just go ahead and take the blouse and that damned thong off.  I want to see you naked.”

I remove my blouse and the thong and start to take off my heels.  “No, leave them on and the stockings.  You look sexy as hell in just those.  You are one beautiful woman.  Now come over her and lie with me.  Let’s just lie here and see what happens.  I think you may be more experienced than I thought before, so let’s just let nature take it’s course, OK?” 

I nodded in agreement, stood and walked over to the bed and lay down.  He lies beside me and we kiss again.  I can feel his fingers probing around my pussy lips.  I reach down and take his still hard cock in my hand.  I pump up and down.  I then move my hand to his balls and cup them and squeeze gently.  He sucks on my hard pink nipple.  It is very hot in the room.  He moves down between my legs and his tongue finds the opening of my pussy and he sticks it inside and then licks between my inner lips.  He sucks my clit into his mouth and it felt so damn good!

            Rashad then gets on all fours with his huge dick pointing straight down.  I

lie under him and take that magnificent member into my mouth again and begin sucking the head once again.  I play with his balls. In a few minutes, I am on all

fours and Rashad is under me sucking my tits.  First one then the other.  I am

just there on all fours, with my tits hanging down getting sucked like a cow.

It feels incredible!  He begins to rub my pussy while he is still sucking and

I go crazy!  Then I’m on my back again.  He straddles me on all fours and looks down at me.  "What do you want me to do now, Kelley girl?", he asks.

            "I want you to put it inside me."

            "You mean that you want me to fuck you."

            "Yes, I want you to fuck me."

            "Well, you must ask me nice."

            "Please don't tease me.  Fuck me.  Please, Rashad, Please fuck me."

            I spread my legs wide to make it easy for him to enter me.  He lowers

himself on me and I take his hard dick in my hand and guide it to my waiting

pussy.  It touches my opening and he stops.

            "Please, Rashad, I really want you to fuck me."

            He slowly eases his huge cock into my very hot cunt and pumps up and

down.  I just can't describe how good it feels to have his cock pumping my cunt.  My pussy has never been filled this full before. 

“I’m going to take this easy at first Kelley, cause I can tell you are tight as hell.  But you are ready, wet and able to do what I want to do to you.  I think you’ll find it enjoyable,” he says as he moves back and forth with just the first few inches in me.  I move, trying to push more of him into me.  “Now just slow down girl.  I know you are anxious but – have you ever had a cock in your womb?” he asks.  In my womb?  Did he mean he wants to enter my uterus?  I knew with that monster he could reach it but, as thick as he is, I didn’t think it would fit. 

I shook my head and said, “No, Rashad.  I don’t think I can take you there.  You’re so damned huge.” 

“You can take it, girl.  I know you can.  May take a little getting used to but we’ll take it slow,”  he said and I could see his face and I could feel that smile as he slowly pushed more and more of his cock into me.  I feel so full, so wonderfully full, and he pushes yet more into me.  I feel him touch the entrance to my uterus and I pull back a little.  He moved his hands to my hips and pushes again.  I feel the head of his cock begin to spread the small opening.  It hurts but I bite back a groan and let him continue to push.  The pain lessens and slowly he enters me deeper than I believed possible.  I can feel the mouth of my uterus expand as he goes deeper. Then I feel his huge balls press against my ass and I know he is in me to the hilt.  What an incredible feeling.  He moves, pulling out almost from my inner mouth, then back again.  It is like no other feeling in the world.  I don’t want it to end.

"Play with your tits," he says with that soft voice.

I take a breast in each hand and massage them.  I usually don't get a

thrill out of playing with my own breasts, but Rashad watching me play with

them while he fucks me really turns me on! 

            "Ooooooohhhhhhhh!........Ooooohhhhhhh!.............Oooooooooooohhhhh!"

I cum almost immediately.  I didn't want to cum so fast because I wanted it

to last.  But Rashad continues to pump my pussy.  The excitement returns after

only a very few seconds.  I begin to be turned on again.  Again I thank the gods for multiple orgasms. Then Rashad pulls his dick out of me.

"Please don't stop.  I want to cum again!"

"Suck my cock again for a little while."

He puts his wet dick inside my mouth. I suck.  I can taste my pussy juice and suck it all off his dick.  He pulls out of my mouth and rolls me over on my stomach and lifts my ass in the air.  He slides his dick into my pussy and fucks me doggie style.

He reaches down with his hand and plays with my ass hole.  I protest weakly that I’ve never had it in my ass before.  He says “Just relax like you did your throat and it’ll be all right.  You will love it once you get used to it.  I’m not going to fuck you in the ass yet, just play with it a little.”  Rashad continues.  He slides his hand down to my pussy to get his finger wet then slides this thumb into my ass!  I cum for the second time. He reaches around me and puts a hand on each tit and raises me upright so that we are both on our knees.  He is behind me fucking me and playing with both tits.  I am excited again already.  Rashad stops and lifts me and we stand beside the bed.  He stands behind me and I bend over the bed and spread my legs.  He enters me from behind again.  Rashad stands still and I do the pumping  I look up at the mirror on the wall next to the bed and watch myself fuck this man I didn't even know a few weeks ago!  This is not at all like me.  It is very exciting.  I can't get my breath.

"I want....to get......on top."

Rashad lies on the bed on his back and I straddle him and guide his dick

back home into my burning pussy.  I ease him to the mouth of my uterus. I want that incredible feeling again. Again as he enters that tight opening I feel a little pain that quickly dissipates.  I pump as hard and fast as I can with him so deep.  I again look in the mirror and watch myself fuck this man.  Each time I ram down on his cock, his pubic bone hits my clit.  Rashad reaches up and plays with my tits.

I bend over and let his suck on them.  The instant that he sucks a pink nipple

into his mouth, I cum again.

I lie on my back and Rashad puts my legs on his shoulders and fucks me

again.  I am too tired to move.  I have cum more times than I could count.

"I want to cum in your mouth."

I make no objection, just smile and nod agreement.

Rashad again straddles my head and I can taste my pussy juice on his dick.

I suck it and he fucks my mouth, moving his huge dick in and out, not deep this time.  I want to taste all of his load.  I get an idea.  I put my fingers in my pussy to lubricate them good.  Then I put my finger in his ass hole.  I have never done that to anyone before and it feels strange inside.  I slide it in and out....in and out.  Rashad begins to tremble.  I know he is about to cum.  I feel his huge dick swell even bigger than before.  Now it is pumping his salty tasting liquid into my mouth.

I cum again – just from the taste. 

We both lie exhausted beside each other,  my hand encircling his cock, his playing around my pussy.  Slowly we end the marathon.  We lie together for a short while, kissing and just being close to each other.  Then - “I’ve got to get up and check on a few things,’ he said.  “But I’ll be back.  How long can you stay tonight, babe?”

I am luxuriating in an afterglow that I don’t want to ever end.  “Forever,” I whispered to him. 

He just smiled that smile.  “Be back soon,” he said as he got up, put on his shirt, trousers and shoes.  He looked at me lying on the bed, nude, open to his gaze, wanting him to see me this way.  He left and I was alone. 

Rashad did come back that night and we fucked and sucked continually until the sun was shining through the window.  And I did take him in my ass – at least partially.  He said we should take it easy back there the first time.  Since then I have taken all of him in my ass – but that’s another story.  I ended up spending the night there.  He fed me breakfast (no – a real breakfast, bacon, eggs – you know – damn what a dirty mind you have) and I left for home, getting there around 10:30 that next morning.

I showered and went straight to bed.  That’s where William found me when he got home that evening. 

From that night on, until William actually met Rashad – that night of my first real gang bang – I had a standing date on Wednesday nights.  I always spent the night at Rashad’s, but he was telling William the truth when he said he had fucked me only two times.  Well partially true.  He had fucked me more times than I could count but we were only together two times, two all nights, before that.  Other times I was with Mike (who is, next to Rashad, the best one lover I’ve ever had) and other men, at times more than one, and, since then, with many more than one. On that last Wednesday before we met with William, Rashad told me that he wanted me more often than just Wednesdays.  I certainly wanted that too but didn’t see how we could do it.  Then he told me we had to tell William of our ‘arrangement’. He said we either did it his way or we called a halt to our ‘arrangement’.  I didn’t know what to do.  I didn’t think I could give up Rashad and the lifestyle he was pushing me into.  But when I left it was with the understanding that if I wanted to continue, William and I would come to his place the following Saturday and he would take it from there.  Well, you know what happened after that.  I agreed, William and I went to his place and the rest is history – as they say.  Earlier, Rashad had told me he was charging for my services.  At first I was offended, then when I considered how sexy it made me feel, how slutty I felt actually being a whore, and how much I enjoyed it, I was all for it.  William and I didn’t need the money, and it became a game to see how much Rashad could charge for me.  Since then, William’s $1,000 for one night is the record for one guy, however, Rashad has told me that the last time I had about 10 to 15 guys, and some of their wives – this was well after William was told of our arrangement –  was the all time record.  He took in over $6,000 that night. 

I could write more but that’s basically the story – from my point of view.  I know I am probably what polite circles would call a nymphomaniac.  Other circles would call me a slut whore.  Guess I’m both – and hope it never changes. 

Love to all –

Kelley

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jen was a fellow artist in one of my figure and gesture classes. I sat it to keep in shape with my free form style. Yeah, I taught, but I used my bennies to improve my skills too. Jen was a loner of sorts, she lived with a chunky girl named Sally and never interacted with many people. Jen may have been 24, but seemed so insecure around men. Sometimes I felt like not only an art prof, but a shrink with her. I guess that happens as you hit your thirties.  But I liked her very much. She was so open around me. I looked forward to our Saturday airbrush lessons.

 

Our relationship was platonic, but I could sense some mutual physical attraction. Jen and I had kissed a few times, but nothing extremely passionate. These were usually short kisses, but tended to linger a bit longer than a normal friends kiss.and were partly open mouthed lately. I had fantasized about making love to her a few times. My only worry was her timid personality. I wondered if she even had a boyfriend because I had never seen her with a guy, just Sally. I know she tended to move a conversation towards sex and then stop short. Maybe she was gay. No big deal.

 

My daydreaming was cut short by the sound of her old VW beetle chirping into the parking lot below.  Jen pulled in and parked . She got out and waved up to me as she grabbed her art kit and portfolio case. I waved back. She looked good today. Normally she would wear loose jeans and a baggy blouse. Today she had on a pair of fairly tight shorts and a ruffled blue tube top. My cock jerked a bit as I looked at her small tight butt. Jen’s legs were very thin, but still had shape that made them sexy.

 

A few minutes later I heard her unlock the door with the key I had given her so she could practice with the airbrush while I was out on a job or away. “Hello!” I heard her cheery voice callout. I walked into the apartment and said “Hey Jen, how are you today? You sure look great!” She smiled a bit and hugged me. “Want some coffee and a sit outside for a bit?” I asked. “Sure.” She said as she set her kit on my drawing board shelf.

 

I poured coffees and gazed at her. I could barely make out her two small breasts pushing against her top. The top was a bit short and I could see her tanned flat stomach and belly button. I imagined what a pleasure it would be to lick her navel and suck her small buds. My cock was beginning to swell in my shorts by now. I changed the direction of my thinking to something else.

 

“I will have it black today. I was up late last night and need to wake up a bit.” She said rolling her eyes and smiling like a kid as she walked over beside me. “Hot date kept you up?” I chided her. Jen jabbed me in the ribs and said, “Give me a break. I wish. Nobody would want this skinny chick.” I turned to her and held her shoulders. “Jen, you are a very pretty girl. I think you are delicately beautiful.” She blushed a bit and I took a chance and kissed her. This time she met my mouth a bit harder and stayed there.

 

Her arms went around my shoulders and head and I felt her mouth open wider and her tongue brush mine. Jen’s body trembled a bit in my hold as she rolled her face lightly to mine as we embraced. I could taste her and the slight taste of mint in her mouth. My cock was hard and pressed into her small stomach as we kissed. Jen pressed to it a bit and after a minute or so pulled back from my lips. She was a bit flushed as she stared into my eyes. Her lips glistened a bit from our wet kiss.

 

“Wow! I may not need the coffee, but let’s sit outside for a while.” She said flushing bright pink. I carried the coffee out walking behind her to the balcony. Jen sat on the patio bench next to me and we both drank some coffee and had a smoke. “Thanks Marty. I have been wanting you to kiss me like that for ages.” She said softly. “But aren’t you and Sandra an item? I know you guys go out and she has stayed here over night and for a few weekends. She was here last Saturday morning when I came over.” Jen said.

 

I laughed a bit and explained that Sandra and I were not boyfriend and girlfriend. Tastefully I explained to Jen that we were mostly sex friends. “I have known Sandra for a long time. We get along pretty well. But really have no big spark to make us want to be a couple. We met at a party a few years ago and ended up in bed. She enjoyed it and so did I. So we just get together for some physical stuff on occasion.” I explained. Jen’s eyes were big as she looked at me. “So you guys just do it and that’s all?” she asked shyly.

 

“Yes. It is a mutual thing and better than just picking up someone and taking them home.” I answered. I continued and said I did care for Sandra quite a bit and she for me. “I really am not into just having sex with a stranger to satisfy myself. We started that way, but luckily built a friendship out of it.” I finished. Jen stirred a bit and said. “So she would not get upset if you were to date or be with another girl?” I said “No, she wouldn’t at all. She has a boyfriend that is cool with us messing around.” Jen smiled slightly and looked away a bit.

 

“Marty, I think you know I have a bit of a crush on you.” She gushed out. I squeezed her around the shoulder and told her I felt she did and told her I found her quite attractive to me. She blushed a bit and said. “Why? I have only had a few dates in my whole life. I have no chest and I am so skinny. The guys have called Sally and I Laurel and Hardy all our lives since junior high.” She said sadly. She went on to tell me she had never had sex and just one guy in high school had fingered her.

 

I suddenly realized she was a 24 year old virgin. It excited me a bit, but also scared me. In my mind I imagined how it would be to make love to her. Jen had a very pretty face and trim body, even if it lacked the curves that larger breasted women have. She was still a very pretty woman. I pulled her to me a bit and she held me as she rested her head on my chest. “Marty, can we skip the lesson today and just sit here together?” she asked softly as she rubbed my leg above the knee absent mindedly and put her head in my lap and stretched out next to me.

 

“If that is what you want, sure.” I said as I hugged her a bit. My cock was like a steel pipe in my shorts and bulged on my leg just below her head. I sensed she knew it. I leaned over a bit and lightly kissed her left ear. Jen jerked a bit and rolled her head. I ran my tongue over her earlobe and side of her neck. “Oh, that is wonderful.” She said blindly gripping my lower thigh. I could hear her breathing harder as I traced light paths over her neck with my mouth. I had my hand on her left hip and felt the sharp ridge of her hip bone in my palm.

 

Jen put her hand on mine and stroked my fingers as I cradled her head and sucked lightly on her earlobe. My mind was spinning a bit thinking I may be her first lover. If I was, I hoped I would do it right and not ruin the special moment. I was wondering if she desired the same, to make love with me. Jen rolled over and faced me and laid on her back below me. She pulled my head down to her and kissed me deeply. As out mouths and tongues played together she pulled my hand over her body and pushed it between her legs.

 

I could feel she was damp and aroused with my fingers over her pronounced pubic bone. As we kissed her, I lightly rubbed her cupped pussy through her shorts. I could feel her breathing grow heavy as she sucked on my mouth and rubbed the back of my head. Boldly taking a chance I reached up from her crotch and started to unbutton her shorts. Jen showed no resistance. I slowly unzipped her pants. Our mouths had not separated yet and we both gasped to breathe as we embraced.

 

My fingers gently trailed over her flat stomach. Jen groaned softly in my mouth and pushed my hand down towards her crotch. She pushed her hips up a bit and broke our kiss. Jen’s head fell back with her eyes closed as she urged my hand lower. I looked down her body and could see her white panties stretched tight between her jutting hip bones. The gap between her hip bones and her stomach was over an inch and I could make out a hint of light brown pubic hair showing.   

 

Jen pushed my hand harder and I felt her soft down under my fingers as I reached lower. She jerked as I touched the small mound covering her clit. Jen was wet as I traced a finger over her puffy lips. Once my finger was covered in her juices I gently rubbed her clit. She gasped and sucked air as I stroked her bud softly. Jen had a death grip on my arm holding me to her as she gulped her breath and rolled her hips.

 

Her legs were shaking as I caressed her love bud. Awkwardly I bend over and kissed Jen’s mouth. She roughly kissed me back gasping in my mouth. I cupped her pussy with my full hand and moved a finger between her outer lips. Jen jumped a bit as she felt the tip move into her body. Slowly I pressed my finger deeper into her as she groaned in my mouth. Jen’s hips were humping under my hand as I felt the tightness of her pussy grip my finger.

 

I reminisced a bit. I had only been with one other virgin before, and that was long ago when I was one too. We were young teenagers that decided to see what fucking was all about. At that time in my life when she said she wanted to do it, I just went for it and really did not notice much about the girl, I just wanted to get my cock in her and so did she. It was a joke overall, I came on my first stroke and we got a laugh out of the whole thing. Later fucking with her was better and lasted longer, but the first time I had sex was a disaster. I wanted Jen’s first time not to be a joke.

 

My finger slowly moved in and out of her body as she sucked my mouth hard. “Jen, let’s go inside and get more comfortable if you want.” I said softly. She smiled and nodded. I slowly pulled my finger out of her pussy. She gasped a bit as she felt it leave her. My fingers were shining in her moistness as I looked at my hand slowly as she relaxed a bit.  I put them to my lips and tasted her. She stared at me as I did. After I sucked her juices off I boldly put mye fingers in front of her lips. She sucked each lightly as she kept her eyes locked on mine.

 

Gently I stroked her brow noting a light coating of perspiration. Jen gathered her breath and sat up. She kissed me and we went inside. “Do you want a drink or something?” I asked. “Yeah, I can use one.” She said laughing and sat on the couch her shorts still open. I grabbed a pair of beers and sat beside her. She smiled taking hers and squeezed my leg. “Are we done?” she asked quietly with a bit of a disappointed tone. “Not unless you want to be. I just thought maybe a bit of a break so you could decide if what we are doing is what you really want.” I said.

 

Jen smiled at me and kissed me softly. “I want you to keep going and do what a man does with a woman. I just hope my skinny body doesn’t turn you off.” She trailed off. “Jen, it won’t. I actually do want you very bad, and not just for sex.” I said stroking her hair. I took her hand and placed it on my hard cock under my shorts. Her eyes widened a bit as she tentatively touched me and lightly squeezed my cock under my shorts. “Can we go to your bedroom?” she asked me softly. I took her hand and lead her from the couch.

 

Once we were in the room I kissed her deeply as I pushed her shorts down. Jen stood stiff as I knelt and pulled them off her legs. I stood up and grasped the bottom edge of her tube top. Jen got a concerned look. “You know I don’t have any tits. I hope I don’t disappoint you.” She said plaintively. I smiled and kissed her forehead as I lifted the top up and pulled it over her head. Jen had tiny breasts, about all that leapt from her chest were her swollen and puffy pink areoles and nipples. I leaned and sucked gently on one. Jen grabbed my head and held me to her chest.

 

Gently I pushed her back and sat her on the bed. I got on my knees and leaned back. Jen had a flush over her chest and neck. Her eyes were wide, but full of passion and caring. I pushed her back and stretched her out on the bed. Laying next to her, I kissed her deeply as I gently twirled her small nipples. Jen jumped a bit and held me tight as we kept our mouths locked. My cock was harder then hell. I wanted to make love, but first I wanted to make her cum.

 

I moved back from her and down below her bent up legs. Jen kept staring at me as I moved. Our eyes still joined I reached and my fingers grasped the edge of her panties. She lifted her hips a bit as I pulled them down over her legs. I looked at her now naked body and marveled. She was very thin, but her body was a treat. Her tiny breasts surged from her chest. I enjoyed the way her stomach fell from her rib cage and was so flat and tight. Jen’s pubic mound was pronounced and jutted upwards from her lower belly. I could not wait to eat her pussy.

 

Gently I spread her legs and moved over her still clothed. I held Jen and kissed her as I pressed my covered hard cock against her pussy. I could feel her rolling her hips against mine as we toyed with our tongues. Breaking our kiss, I slowly moved down her body, I kissed her neck and breasts lightly. I was working my way to her pussy. I was more than certain she had never been eaten and I wanted to do it. I love eating pussy and wanted her to enjoy hers.

 

Finally I was over her mound and looked at Jen. She was still staring tenderly, but with a puzzled look of sorts. I gently sucked and bit her belly. Jen jerked and rolled her head back a bit. She lightly stroked my hair as I moved lower. I knew she was aware of what was coming next. My hands pressed her legs wide as I gazed at her small patch of light brown hair and her prominent pubic mound. Gently I used my thumbs to part her lips open exposing her small inner lips and pink entrance. Jen’s clit protruded a bit and I could see the shine of moisture on her sex.

 

Slowly I moved to her and licked her clit. Jen jerked hard as I gently sucked the bud into my mouth. Even though I know she had showered earlier, her pussy was rich in the smell of her sex. I continued licking and sucking her clit as I gently pushed a finger back into her. Jen tensed as I did and gasped. One hand gripped my hair and the other the bed covers. I watched her sunken flat stomach jump as I worked her body with my mouth and finger. I watched as she gasped in pleasure and pulled her belly tight making her ribcage project.

 

Jen’s small thighs pressed against my head as she rolled under my mouth gasping. I moved my hand a bit so my finger could touch the upper inside of her vagina. I hit her G spot and she tensed and jerked. “Oh!” she gushed loudly and pressed her pussy to my face. “This is so good, don’t stop.” She said breathlessly. I continued sucking and licking her clit as my finger messaged her inner walls. Her pussy was gripping my finger tight as I pleasured her. Jen’s chest heaved as she gasped in pleasure.

 

After about 5 minutes, I felt her body begin to tremble. Jen grabbed the covers in her hands and clenched hard. I felt her hips pushing up and heard her straining a groan. “Marty, I think I am going to cum!. Oh yes, oh yes.” She blurted. Then Jen went stiff and arched her back. A long “Oh” came from her lips as she bucked furiously in front of me and came. Her body was soaked in sweat and shaking almost violently as she rode her orgasm out. I kept sucking her clit lightly and moving my finger inside her.

 

Then she went limp and started pushing me away. “Marty, stop for a bit. It is too intense. I need to rest.” She managed to gasp to me. I leaned away and pulled my finger from her body. I saw my whole hand was drenched in her juices. Smiling to myself I licked my fingers off and moved beside Jen. She rolled over and held me tight resting her head on my chest. “I played with myself before, but it was never like that.” She said quietly. “Let’s rest a bit. Then I want you to make love to me.”

 

I smiled and felt my cock jump. I could feel precum dripping and soaking my shorts. “Can I have a drink? Not a beer, but something else. I know it is early, but…” She asked. “Sure, maybe a screwdriver?” I answered. “Yeah.” Jen said still catching her breath. I pulled from her and sat up. She looked so tiny on the bed, but so soft and delicate. I wanted to have her now bad, but worried I may hurt her. I got up to get some drinks and gazed at her still breathing hard as she lay spread naked on my bed.

 

Returning Jen was laying on her side with one hand between her legs. She jumped and pulled it back. “Sorry, It just felt so good. You made me so wet. ” she said a bit embarrassed. I sat on the bed next to her and we sipped our drinks. “This is unfair, you are still dressed and I am her naked as the day I was born.” She teased sitting up. I had never known Jen be so aggressive in her comments. She pulled my shirt off and began to take my shorts off. Her eyes were glued to my crotch as she pulled them off making me just as nude as her.

 

“Oh God. That looks so big. Are they all this big?” she asked looking at my hard cock as it sprang free. “No and yes. Some are bigger. I am average.” I said. Unconsciously she touched her pussy as she stared at my cock. “I hope I can adjust to that inside me.” She muttered blankly as she touched my dick lightly. “I have only seen pictures of one and my little brothers. It kind of excites me to see a real mans…uh…cock.” she stammered. Jen gripped my cock and precum leaked out the tip. I jumped at her touch.

 

“Did I hurt you?” she said pulling her hand back. “No, it just felt good.” I said now wanting to be inside her bad. “I want to make love to you if you want me too.” I said softly stroking her face and shoulder. “I want that too, but can we have a cigarette and finish our drinks first. I am a bit scared Marty.” She said in a small voice. “Sure.” I said as I hugged her. She still stared towards my cock as we savored a smoke and I could feel her tension.

 

We set our drinks down after we finished our smokes. Jen moved to me and I kissed her deep. She had resigned herself now I knew, to take the last step. I felt myself tremble with her in anticipation. I laid her back and moved on top of her body still kissing her. She held me tight and wrapped her naked legs around me. My hard cock lay on her soaked pussy lips. She was so wet, I knew I didn’t need any lube. I was actually a bit scared about being the first man to be inside her.

 

Jen pushed me up a bit and grabbed my cock. She aimed at her entrance. I reached and held it with her. I rubbed the head over he lips and between them. My cock was oozing precum by now. She looked at me deep and said. “Be part of me. I am ready.” She said with a soft smile. Then she looked at the clock and back. Letting my cock go she raised her legs wide and gripped my sides saying, “Marty, I want you inside me.”

 

I looked down at my cock between her outer lips. Her stomach was heaving in anticipation of my entry. Jen kissed my forehead and pulled me to her. I watched as the head slowly began to enter her body. Jen tensed and I looked to her eyes. I could see fear and yet passion in them as I pressed more to her. She bit her lip as I moved a bit further into her slowly. She was so damned tight on my cock. I hoped I would not blow a nut fast. I moved more and she tensed hard clamping her thighs to me as she slammed her eyes shut.

 

I could feel a bit of resistance. “Just do it Marty.” She said boldly. I hesitated a bit. “Do it.” she near commanded. I pressed hard to her and my cock parted her flesh and ran into her body deep, bringing our pubic bones together. Jen cried out as I penetrated her body fully. I could feel her whole being tense and shudder as she worked to accommodate the intruder inside her. She was not a virgin anymore. As I fought not to cum, she said, “Just stay like that for a minute please. It hurt a bit and I need to get used to this.”

 

Slowly I felt her relax under me and she clung to my body kissing me and stroking me as I felt her tremble a bit. Her inner body was gripping me so tight. I had to distract myself to not cum. Jen was so tight and hot inside. I felt her reach down between us. “I can feel you inside me. It is beginning to feel better now.” She said as I felt her press her stomach a bit over my cock in her body. Gently I pulled back a bit and pushed to her again. Jen grunted. “Yes, fuck me.” She said to the room with her eyes closed.

 

My hips started a slow rhythm to her body as I moved slowly in and out of her body. Jen moaned as I hit bottom on the down strokes. Her hips began a slow roll and thrust to me as her body grew accustomed to my cock in her. I kept a slow pace making love to Jen. My lips kissed hers and her neck as she rolled her head back and forth as I stroked her body deeply. I could feel her sharp hip bones dig into my lower stomach as I pressed deep into her body. Jen’s hands wandered my back and fingers dug in at times as we mated.

 

Jen was breathing hard now and making small mewing noises as I made love to her. I was surprised I had not cum yet. I was worried though about cumming inside her. I wanted to, but I did not want to get her pregnant her first time. “Sweetie, I am going to cum soon.” I whispered to her ear. “I want you too and inside me. It’s okay.” She murmured back.  Our bodies made slapping and sucking noises as we coupled. “It will not be complete if you don’t put your sperm in me.” she added quietly. Our bodies continued this love dance for a few more minutes.

 

I was at the edge now. My body was ready to erupt. We were both covered in sweat and sticking together as we humped to each other. I felt that tingle start. “I am going to cum Jen.” I grunted. She held me tighter in her arms and legs. “I want you to do it. I want to feel what it is like.” She said as she rolled her hips and I felt her pussy grip me harder. My pace picked up as I readied to shoot into her.

 

My body tensed a bit as I felt myself ready. Jen sensed it. “Marty, I want it.” She moaned. I jerked hard against her and my balls let lose. I felt the first spurt leave me into her. Jen opened her eyes wide. “I feel it, give me more.” She said blankly. As she kissed me deeply, my cock jumped deep inside her body releasing my sperm to her. She was glued to me and bit my lips as I came. “Oh yes, oh yes. That feels so good.” She moaned as my cum filled her.

 

Still in orgasm, my hips jumped against Jen as I finished unloading my seed into her. Finally spent I fell over her body limp. Jen still spread eagled beneath me stroked my back and sides as she kissed my mouth and face. I could feel her small frame trembling a bit against me as we both fought to catch our breaths. I felt so good and wanted at this point. My cock was still pretty hard inside her body.

 

We lay connected for a long while silent. My cock had begun to soften in her. Jen was brushing my hair gently as I rest on her. It was almost motherly the way she cared for me when I was the one that had just taken her virginity. I needed to piss by now. I did not want to leave her, but I knew I had to. “Jen, I need to use the bathroom, okay?” I said. “Okay, but come back soon please. Can I have a fresh drink too? I think I need it.” She asked. I kissed her and smiled as I leaned up and brushed her face.

 

As I leaned back and my cock slowly left her body with a small sucking noise, I saw a small river of cum run from her pussy. She felt it and cupped her crotch smiling at me. I walked to the bathroom and looked at my cock. It had a bit of cum with some pink on it. After I finished I wiped my cock off and went back to Jen. She was looking at my come on her fingers. “Marty. That was more than I imagined. It hurt like hell at first, but felt better fairly fast. I want to do it again, but not right now.” She said.

 

I smiled and got us a fresh drink. We sat together on the bed holding a bit and smoked a cigarette. “Are you seeing Sandra tonight?” Jen asked cautiously. “No. I was going to, but not now. Why?” I returned. Jen smiled, “Can we spend the day together then?” she asked. I hugged her and said that was fine with me. We hugged each other tighter and I kissed her deeply. I knew we would make love again this day.  It was only a bit after noon this 21^st of August 1982. Boy do I remember that day.

 

© 2005 Da Ole Guy

She was sitting on a swivel chair. She was giving him an odd look. Then she crossed her legs and started saying strange things. She wanted them to remain alone in the office with the door shut.

He told her about the black woman waiting outside, but she didn’t care. She got up, slithered her limber body onto the exam bed, and kicked the chair away.

“Isn’t this much more fun?” she asked.

Dr, Harding was mumbling something about the client, but it didn’t last long. His cock had started getting hard and all he could think about was getting out of his chair so he could get into the blonde in front of him.

“I could teach you a few tricks,” he said.

Deidre lay down with her upper body propped up on her elbows. “What kind of tricks?” she asked.

Her legs were partially separated with her skirt covering everything, but the gesture alone was enough to increase the tingle in the doctor’s crotch.

“Well, first I gotta shave you,” said Dr. Harding.

“I hope you’re talking about my legs,” she said as she lifted one of them high in the air, which caused her skirt to slip farther down her thigh.

The doctor answered, but he was mumbling in his haste to get to her, so Deidre couldn’t make out exactly what he was saying. She slowly pulled her skirt higher as she watched him getting nearer.

His eyes were fixed between her legs. He could see white panties pressed tightly together by her inner thighs. Traces of a fleshy cunt lay just out of sight.

Playing along with the “examination” joke, he said, “Do you like plastic or metal?”

“Actually, I like rubber.”

She gazed intensely at him the whole time they spoke. It was sexy, but intimidating. Deidre was a fine piece of woman and the position she was lying in made her look more alluring.

He was nervous. He kept fidgeting and every now and then he’d look at the door as if he was expecting someone to kick it in. It was obvious that he wanted her, but he had to get something out of the way first.

“Do you promise not to use this on the outside?” he asked.

“Of course, not,” she said matter-of-factly.

“You won’t get me in trouble? You don’t have video cameras taping me right now? I’m not gonna end up on one of those shows?”

She shook her head to answer to every question. She was giving the doctor her pouty lips and baby eyes, seducing him with body language.

She didn’t have to do much talking to convince him. He probably would’ve fucked her even if she had answered yes to his questions. Judging by his anxiety and his wide-eyed eagerness, she figured he most likely hadn’t had sex with anyone other than his girlfriend for a long time and he was thrilled out of his mind to be getting some new pussy.

He sat on the stool that she had kicked away earlier. He pulled it up between her legs as he held her by her feet.

“What I usually do is, when I’m really alone, I play with my instruments…”

He paused so he could lift Deidre’s skirt all the way up. She offered to scoot forward so her crotch would be closer to his face.

He applied light pressure to open them a little. Deidre felt the pressure and spread them completely for him as she watched his reaction through her legs.

His mouth was gaping wide, his breathing rapid and eager. He saw fine layers of pubic hairs spreading out from behind the thin panty material. The faintest scent of cunt met his nose, and all of his worries were out the door.

“I usually do this too,” said Dr. Harding as he stood and leaned over Deidre’s half-naked body kissing her passionately.

She started kissing him back. She wrapped her legs around him and slid her tongue in his mouth. She retracted it and felt his sliding into her mouth. Her pussy was tingling like mad.

He pulled away and started rambling about his nervousness (which she already knew) and about the big black woman who was still sitting outside. As he spoke, he was sliding her panties to one side.

He went quiet. Her pussy was the most erotic he’d ever seen.

It was juicy and moist. Deidre had trimmed the hairs that were off to the side, but there was a lot of hair around the middle and bottom. It was just the way he liked it.

And now that her panties were out of the way, the smell was stronger. He needed to see what it tasted like.

Deidre felt the doctor’s hands close around her tits and give them a firm squeeze as she felt his tongue worming its way into her hole. She let out a loud gasp.

He slid his tongue up her snatch and let it glide over her clit. He closed his mouth around it, giving it a long, slow, sensuous sucking.

Deidre started sucking in air as her face contorted with pleasure. She started grinding her hot pussy in Dr. Harding’s mouth. She pulled her shirt farther down so her tits would be out.

Already, she could feel an orgasm coming. She would’ve had one if the doctor hadn’t stopped so they could take the rest of their clothes off.

Now she was the one who was in haste. She got her upper garments off quickly, but she was too horny now to wait any longer. Once that was off, she grabbed his head and pushed it back into her wet pussy.

She watched him giving her pleasure. She loved the way his head moved around and the sight of his upper lip moving, knowing that his tongue was buried deep in her cunt as it did so.

She grit her teeth and held her pussy lips open for him. He was fingering her twat, then he dove back in it, face first.

Dr. Harding was enjoying the taste of this new pussy. He liked the sight of it so close to his face. He even liked the feel of her fine pussy hairs rubbing his nose.

He stopped and said, “What did you ask for? The plastic or the metal?”

Deidre started taking the rest of her clothes off and answered, “The rubber.”

“That’s been requested before,” said Dr. Harding as he took out the rubber tool that he used for examining vaginas.

Once her panties and everything else was off, Deidre sat up, grabbed a handful of the doctor’s curly locks, and guided his head back into her pussy.

He came up and kissed her, allowing her to savor her own juices off his lips. Then he inserted the tool into her as he sucked on her clit.

Deidre’s mouth flew open as the intense pleasure took control of her. She was gasping for air like she was going to suffocate.

He was such a good pussy licker that she didn’t want his face to be anywhere else, but the doctor had done all he was going to do down there. Now he wanted to fuck her.

He made her lay back. He stood between her legs. She eagerly scooted forward getting her pussy level with the edge of the examining table.

“Oh, yeah,” he moaned as he started thrusting his cock into her.

She was totally naked except for her hat and shoes, and Dr. Harding was glad that she hadn’t taken them off. The high-heels and nurse’s hat with her sexy body made for an exotic combination.

Deidre was beyond sexy. She was fucking gorgeous and Dr. Harding couldn’t believe he was inside her.

She kept staring at him with lust in her eyes. Her gaze was intimidating, but it was still very alluring and inviting. He liked it, but he didn’t. It was an odd feeling, so he climbed totally onto the table and started pounding her.

“Ohhh,” she moaned.

Her pussy was really slippery now. She felt so good.

As he fucked her, he used his forearms to prop himself up. It was hard to keep his balance that way, so he sat all the way up, never pausing in thrusts while he did it.

Deidre remained on her back. The doctor held one of her legs up. He liked watching his cock sliding in and out of her wet, hairy muff.

They continued like this for another five minutes or so. Deidre’s hair looked a horrible mess. They’d both worked up a light sweat.

There was a lot of moaning going on, but most of it was coming from Dr. Harding. Deidre had some really good ass, and he found out exactly how good it was when she started riding him.

She slipped his cock into her tender snatch. He held her by the waist and helped bouncing her on his swollen member. The tingles were growing inside of him. Then suddenly, he felt the tightest squeeze of his life on his cock.

“Ohhhh!” he screamed out.

Deidre had contracted her pussy muscles. She released it, bounced on his dick for a few more seconds, and then did it again. This time it was stronger and she held it longer. There was barely enough space for his cock to get in her. He felt a distinct pull every time she rose up, and then a wet, squishy feeling when she went down. She released it and held her pussy lips open with her fingers.

“Oh, oh, oh god!” screamed the doctor. “Ooh! Oh!”

She was in the reverse cowgirl position, so it’s like the only thing for him to look at was her tight ass moving up and down.

He knew an orgasm was coming soon. He couldn’t handle much more of Deidre riding him like that. Then, as soon as he had that thought, Deidre contracted her pussy again.

“OOOhhhhh!” screamed Dr. Harding.

His body became rigid for a second. Deidre lifted her body high enough to make his cock fall from her pussy.

She looked down and saw it jumping. She grabbed it. It was jumping in her hand. She started stroking it.

Seconds later, loads of hot cum shot out and landed on her pussy and hand. She held it close to her crotch for warmth and didn’t stop stroking until every drop was out of his pulsing dick.

After he calmed down, the doctor looked up at her and said jokingly, “You failed the examination.”

She returned his smile and said, “That was the examination?”

“Yeah, that’s all I do all day long.”

There was a brief moment of silence, then Deidre said, “Can I get off now, doctor?”

Sarcastically, he said, “Yeah, that’s what usually happens unless they’re too big. Then you find them on the floor.”

She giggled. They kissed and got dressed. They were relaxed and ready to go home, but they’d forgotten about the big, black woman who was still waiting to be seen. Oops!

When sober, my wife, Sandy, would not entertain the idea of a threesome or another man between her thighs...however, I've noticed that her interests and resistance seem to change, at least verbally, when she has had about three strong shots of tequila or rum, and her conversations take on a more sexual tone, especially about various men she happens to see wherever we are for the evening.

Ordinarily, if a guy is sitting at a bar and makes eye contact with her, she'll look away and avoid him, but with a foundation of some good alcohol, she'll let her glance linger with his, and then say something like, " Hmm, that guy seems interested in my 'mind'...wonder what kind of a package he has to offer?"  Or, "Hmm, wonder what he'd do if I walked over and sat on his lap?"  I would really like to find out.

Knowing that she would never be able to actually do anything about this, even when 3/4 in the bag, I decided to move thigs along to the fulfillment of a longstanding dream of mine and give her also what she secretly wanted, which was what I too had secretly wanted for years...to give her to another man while I watched, and filmed, her willing seduction and bedding!

She would never do it voluntarily, but her intoxicated conversation-confessions had clearly shown me that her other self really wanted to find out how another man would feel between her legs...and I also wanted to watch another man between her legs, so I set about to make that happen.

Several weeks of browsing in the "Seeking" ads on a popular website offered a wide variety of potential players, and after some initial forays and emails, I finally chose Dan, who lived in a town about an hour from ours.  We exchanged pics...mine of my wife in a bikini and in a wet t-shirt (see the pic) and his of his body and particularly of his rather large, stiff, cock...which he was offering...a nine incher with girth to match.  I didn't know if Sandy could take that much, but now with things moving along, I hoped to find out.

I worked out the scenario...on a Friday night we would go to a favorite watering hole with a live band and a dance floor, and Dan would precede us.  Worst case would be that he wouldn't show and Sandy and I would just enjoy another night of drinking and dancing to some good tunes.  But best case, if Dan did come, I would 'enhance' Sandy's straight up tequilas with a little magic potion... specifically some 190 proof grain laced with a bit of rohypnol,... and soon she would be ready for anything Dan and I wanted to do.   She would enjoy her deeply buried fantasy of a fun fuck.  I would get my fantasy of watching and filming her being serviced by a heavily hung young stud, and Dan would get his nuts off into a sensuous, tight, hot lady.  A win,win,win situation if there ever was one.

The chosen Friday night came and we got dressed to go.  I suggested to Sandy that she wear that "squishy" bra, which was like no bra at all...and a little tiny thong under her fairly short skirt.  She said, "Unh Hnn...and what are you expecting from this....quick access to the good stuff?"

I laughed and replied, "Well, I just want to make all your secret lovers stand around with hard-ons while I rub and fondle you on the dance floor...and maybe one of them will work up his nerve to ask you to dance and do a little fondling himself."  To which she snorted, "Yeah, fat chance!"  and to which I thought, "A lot fatter than you'd ever suspect, sweet thing."

So off we went to Charley's, one of our favorite spots, and quickly we found a table near the back of the room in the shadows.  I went to fetch our drinks and to check on Dan, and sure enough, he was there...the Plan was on!  I got our drinks, and as Dan watched, I added just a bit of 'potion' to Sandy's...and then took Dan in to introduce him as a colleague from my many trade shows.  He played the game and explained that he was down from Philadelphia visiting friends and was delighted to run into an "old trade show buddy."  He then excused himself after some light conversation.

A few numbers later, after Sandy and I had worked up a little sweat on the dance floor and she had inhaled most of her drink, Dan came in to ask her to dance, as per plan.  I got her a fresh drink which I liberally laced with the 'combo' of 190 and roofies...and the game was fully in play!  Two fast numbers later, she and Dan returned and she slurped half her drink down for liquid.  The night was now set, and I smiled broadly at Dan.   He knew it, and smiled back!   He excused himself and Sandy proceeded to finish the rest of her drink.  Things would soon begin!  I excused myself for a run to the bathroom...told Dan, "about 30 minutes" and went back to our table.

Surely enough, in about 30 minutes Sandy was having trouble making full sentences, and the time was now!  I scooped her up and guided her toward the exit, nodding to Dan on the way and he trailed behind us.  We reached the car with Sandy almost out on her feet, and I said, "Oh, Dan needed to come early tonight, so I'm giving him a ride home, in the car, now!"   This made no impression on her at all.  Then I said that we'd get into the back seat since Dan knew just what he was doing...and we did.  Dan got into the drivers seat and we began driving away.  Very quickly and right on schedule, Sandy tilted over and soon eased into deep slumberland in my lap...all according to the playbook... We were right on track!

I reached behind the seat of our wagon, picked up both a video camera and a pair of scissors, then turned the camera on and handed it to Dan to focus on Sandy as I 'prepared' her for the evening's ride.  I also reached down into the door's side pocket and retrieved one of those sleep masks and put them on my dozing wife before turning on the interior overhead light.  I had earlier decided that trying to pull her entire sweater off and remove her bra was a bit too much trouble, and instead, I'd simply snip the spaghetti shoulder straps of the bra and sacrifice it for this evening's events, so I set about doing just that....I rolled Sandy forward, eased her sweater up so I could get to her large full breasts with ease, snipped the strapss at the rear of her bra and unfastened it, letting her magnificent mounds fall free as I pulled the bra forward.  After fondling them for a minute and thinking, "Oh you full rounded, beauties, someone else will be playing with you in just a couple of minutes," I told Dan, "OK, I think the lady is just about ready to begin tonight's entertainment."  I eased the sweater back down over her tits as he pulled off into a parking lot, and we got ready to exchange places.  He was filming all of this for my later viewing.

He got out, then opened my door, and he and I gently exchanged positions, his now being in the back seat with my drugged wife lying in his lap.  I got into the drivers seat and turned, while running the camera, and said, "I told Sandy on the walk out to the car that you had to come early tonight and I was giving you a ride in the car now...what I didn't tell her was that it was so she could give you a ride between her legs, later...and that you were going to cum, in her!

He smiled and I continued, "Well, you've seen the pictures of these nice tits, and we have about 15 minutes driving ahead of us...quite enough time I'd think for you to let your hands do some exploring and become quite intimately familiar with those beauties....so enjoy them and have fun...for now they're all yours!  As I turned to face forward and start the drive home, I could see him sliding Sandy's sweater up and beginning to fondle her nice rounded tits with their rose-hued little nipples.  The night was underway!  My camera was catching it all! My cock was straining against my Levis with the enormity of this evening.

We drove on to the house in a quiet suburban area, and I flicked off the overhead light.  I opened the backseat door to gently pull my fuzzy wife into a semi-upright position for the move into the house.  Dan moved on ahead of with the camera and stood in the shadows filming us as I maneuvered Sandy down the walk and into the front door, heading her straight upstairs.  I knew she would have to pee at a critical minute, so directed her into the bathroom and then over onto our big kingsized bed where she promptly lapsed again into a semi-conscious state. I peeked out into the hall and directed Dan to our guest room telling him to "give me a couple of minutes to get her ready" and then he should join us for fun and games.  I took the camera and went back into our bedroom to prepare Sandy for the first strange cock she had had in many years.  I set the camera up on its tripod and turned it on.

She was dozing and hardly waked up at all when I sat her up, removed her sweater and skirt, and then her thong, leaving her wholly naked, legs spread, on the bed.  I knew that in just moments Dan would come through the door, see this beautiful blond lying ready to receive, and go instantly into hard dick action on her lovely defenseless body.  I also reached above the mattress behind her head and extracted a soft, silken rope that I used to tie her arms above her head 'prisoner' fashion so she wouldn't be able to reach down and remove her light mask or interfere with whatever was being done to her.  She was truly a 'captive' available for whatever Dand wanted to do to her sensuous body.  I leaned over and licked her clit several times.  She stiffed a little, but didn't really wake up.

Dan came into the room, naked and half aroused, and smiled broadly when he saw what was waiting for him.  I picked up the camera for some better angles on my filming as he moved up onto the bed, opened her legs wider, and gently dove into her muff for some early "dining at the 'Y'"    As expected, Sandy's body began to respond to his tongue, which was thrusting up and down over her clit and soon she began to roll her hips up and down to meet his probing.  In only a minute she was moaning and bucking as he ate into her growing wetness!  He obviously was enjoying it too since his cock now looked like a miniature forearm hanging below his stomach.  Watching him push that into Sandy was going to be unbelievable!

He moved in between her thighs and began easing the head of his cock in between her now very wet cunt lips, gaining a little more and a little entry with each thrust forward.  His hands were squeezing and fondling her full breasts as she was moaning, "Uhnnn....uhnnn...uhnnn" each time he pushed into her a little further.  His big cockhead disappeared, then an inch and another inch as he rocked forward and she pulled down on his hips with her legs digging into his ass. And suddenly with a hard lunge he was in!   All nine inches were buried in my wife up to his balls and she was moaning and squealing with pain and pleasure.... "Ahhhh.....ahhhhh.....ohhhhh yesss" as she pulled back and forth while I filmed the ride....and then she climaxed in a wild frenzy of humping and flinging about on her silk 'restraints' and growling and moaning like in the days of our earliest lovemaking...completely out of control to the sensations raging betweem her thighs.  The Dan came...unable I guess to resist the fierce sensual animal that he was riding, and I kept filming as he shuddered and thrust harder as he exploded into Sandy's writhing body!    And they were spent.  Lying exhausted on the bed, they gradually caught their breath and I filmed from different angles as Dan's huge cock softened and slipped from my wife's well lubricated pussy!  I had my film, Dan had his hot fuck, and Sandy had her first strange cock in 15 years.  It was a win,win,win for us all, and I have the tape to prove it!

I drove Dan back to his car at Charley's and we parted, never to meet again. A repeat performance wasn't what this was all about, and anyway, all of us had what we wanted.  I keep the tape well hidden, and take it out for viewing when I want to get a rush to go jump Sandy's bones for no apparent reason...and with the roofies I put in her drink that night, she only has a vague memory of a few of the events that occurred...so everything has happened right according to plan.

Would love to show you the video, but that just can't happen...so let your imagination fill in the picture part of this.  I'll have to keep the original for 'private screenings.'  Maybe one of these days I'll need to add a second evening and film to the collection.

Nuzzle@Hotmail.com

 

            One night, in the middle of January, which in Grand Rapids can be pretty cold, Kristi, my girlfriend, and I had gone to see a movie.  Kristi had insisted on seeing an action flick instead of any of the romances or comedies playing and I couldn't figure out why since she was normally very into romances and comedies and didn't like action movies.  We were headed home, and suddenly Kristi pulled off the road into a gas station parking lot.  This was a bit odd since the gas station was obviously closed.  She stepped out of the car and asked me to step out and come sit down on the bench and talk to her, so of course I did so.  Kristi seemed to stumble a bit at first, and then she stopped for a moment before trying again. "Chris," she said "This is hard for me to say, but...."  I froze, knowing in my very bones what she was about to say.  "I care about you a lot, and I do love you, but I'm just not ready for a committed relationship yet.  There's just too much out there I haven’t experienced yet." 

"So you're saying...” I began.

But she cut in with "I'm sorry, but I think for now we should just go our separate ways."  And then she got up and hurriedly jumped into the car.  I started to go towards the passenger door, and she hit the power locks and hit the gas so hard the tires melted the sheen of ice and left black marks on the asphalt.  I stood there stunned, not believing what had just happened, for almost five minutes before I realized that I had left my jacket in the car and it was probably about ten degrees outside.  I was already starting to get very cold and sleepy.

I looked around and saw a payphone in the corner of the gas station, so I headed over to it.  First I tried to call john to come and pick me up.  He wasn’t answering his cell phone, and when I called his house his wife Mary answered the phone.  "I'm sorry, John has the car with him - He's in class right now."  Then I remembered - this was one of the nights he had classes, and wouldn't be out for almost four hours.

I didn't know anyone else with a car that I could think of, so I sat on the curb trying to figure out what to do - I was about fifteen miles from home and the city bus system had already shut down - and I had nowhere near enough money left to take a cab home.

As I sat there, wondering how it would feel to freeze to death, I heard a horn blow right behind me, and I jumped about ten feet in the air.  I turned around, and there sat Lisa in her van.  I hurried over and opened the door, not even bothering to ask if it was okay at that point, and huddled over the heater vent in the dashboard. 

"What's going on?" Lisa asked me.  I turned to face her and she saw the tears frozen on my face.  "Oh my goodness, what happened?  Are you okay?  What’s wrong?"  She gushed out, shocked at how bad I looked.

"I took Kristi to the movies and then she just left me here."  I said as fresh tears started to pour down my face.

"Why?  Did you have an argument or something?" Lisa asked.

"No, she just said she didn’t want commitment and she loved me but that we should go our separate ways for now." I moaned miserably. 

Lisa sat silent for a few moments, knowing how devastating a blow this was to me since I had talked with Lisa about proposing to Kristi just two nights before, and she had gone with me to Rogers Jewelers to help me pick out the perfect ring.  "Do you want to go back to your house and sit down and talk about it?  I'm here if you need to talk, or even if you just need a shoulder to cry on.  I know how much you love her Chris.  I'm so sorry that she did this to you."  I just nodded my head and sat there, feeling like a deflated balloon.

No one said a word on the drive back to my house, but a few times Lisa put her hand on my leg and just squeezed for a few moments.

When we got to my house, she parked the driveway and wordlessly I got out and unlocked the door, holding it open for her to go in.  We sat down on my bed since the couches still had paperwork all over them from the office, and I just leaned over and cried into her shoulder for a few minutes.  Eventually I noticed that Lisa was trying to inconspicuously rub her neck as if it were sore.

"What's wrong?" I asked

"Oh, its nothing." She said, looking down and away.

I reached over and tilted her head back up towards me, then gasped at what I saw.  "Oh my God!!"  I exclaimed.  "Who did that to you?"

There was a large red mark on the side of her neck, like someone had tried to strangle her.

She was silent for a minute and then, in a very quiet voice, said "It was Bob.  I got distracted and accidentally didn’t have dinner quite finished by the time he got home from work."

"That’s no excuse!" I almost shouted, and then calmed my voice back down when I saw her flinch.  "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell, I just don't like to see what he's doing to you."

I sat there for a moment, then said "Here, why don’t you lie down on your stomach and I'll give you one of my famous massages."

"Are you sure?  I don't want to impose or anything...” she began, but I interrupted.

"It's ok, I love giving massages - it takes my mind away from the stresses of work and lets me do something purely physical."

Lisa lay down on her stomach as I grabbed my massage oil and straddled her back.  "Just tell me if I rub too hard and it starts to hurt, ok?" I said in a gentle voice. 

"Okay" she said in a quiet voice.

I rubbed my hands together to warm the oil a bit and began to massage her shoulders and neck.  After a minute she began to moan under my gentle touch.  I started to move my hands down her back then realized I would choke her if I pulled her shirt down in the back, so I asked if It was okay if I unsnapped her bra so I could get to her back easier.

She was hesitant at first, but I promised I wasn’t going to try to take advantage of her, and she said okay.

I gently unsnapped her bra, and ran my hands up her back under her shirt, being careful not to touch any part of her breast, and continued the massage, digging deeper and harder.  Shortly she began to moan, and a minute later she began to very subtly twist and shift her hips underneath me.

I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help but get turned on, and my tool began to harden in my pants.

She must have felt it, as I could soon feel it throbbing in my pants, but I tried to ignore it even as she began to push her ass up from the bed against me. 

After a few more minutes, she twisted underneath me and said "okay, now it's my turn to give you a massage."

I froze for a second, until she gave me a push and I climbed off of her.  She sat up and stood next to the bed, and as I climbed into the bed I could swear I saw her eyeing my crotch.  She told me to take off my shirt so she didn’t get oil on it.  This sounded reasonable, so I did, then lie back down on my stomach.

After a second I heard the cap of the massage oil click and knew she had opened it again, and then felt her soft hands gently rubbing my shoulders a moment later.  I moaned softly into the pillow in pleasure.  I had never known a massage could feel so good, I could swear she had magic in her hands.  She slowly worked my neck and shoulders, then slowly went down my back until her fingers were kneading the top of my butt cheeks.  She climbed off me and I started to turn over but she said "No, stay right there." so I did.

I hear a soft rustling sound but I was so relaxed from the massage I didn’t even think about it.  Then I felt her slight weight settle back onto my butt and her hands begin gliding up and down my back again.  A moment later I was moaning into the pillow again in ecstasy, and my cock was, unbelievably, getting harder than ever. 

Suddenly I felt her hand sliding underneath me and fumbling with my pants, trying to unfasten them. 

"Ummm....." I began to say.

""Shhhh.  I just have to get them down a little bit so I can get to the rest of the muscles."  Lisa said.

I lifted my hips and reached down to undo my pants, and she tugged them down a little bit. She resumed kneading the muscles of my lower back, working her way lower and lower, twisting and grinding her love nest against my ass the whole time.  The lower she went, the stiffer my manhood got.  Suddenly I felt her reach between my legs and cup my testicles in her hand.  Then I felt her shift her weight forward and felt her bare breasts against my back.  I froze, not believing what was going on, knowing I must have fallen asleep from the relaxation of the massage.  I started in shock and accidentally yanked a hair out from my crotch by pulling away when her hand was right there.  The pain told me that it wasn’t a dream, and then I heard her soft, sensual voice.

"It's okay." she said.   She pulled her hand away and slid my pants the rest of the way down and off, and gently nudged me on the side.

I rolled over, unable to believe my senses, wanting her so badly I could almost taste it, yet knowing it could never happen.  I tried to cover my swollen member as I rolled over, until she gently reached over and rested her beautiful; soft hands on mine.

"It's okay," she said.  "Open your eyes." she continued softly and she moved my hand aside and reached under the blanket to move it aside and get a firm grasp on my cock. 

I opened my eyes and saw her totally nude.  I was stunned at her beauty, realizing that the clothes she wore actually detracted from her figure and did more to hide it than they did to accentuate it.

I barely had time to take it all in before she swallowed my member all the way to the root.

I gasped in shock.  No one had ever deep-throated me before and the feeling was indescribable.  I began twitching and moaning in pleasure and lost complete track of time. 

Some time later, I have no idea how long, she pulled her mouth off of me and straddled my face, then leaned over and took me into her mouth again.  I wasted no time in burying my face in that gorgeous honey pot and soon she too was gasping and writhing as my tongue massaged places she had never been touched before.  Soon I decided it was time to turn it up a notch, and I pulled my face slightly away, and spread her wide open with the fingers of one hand, giving her long, slow licks as I slowly slid a finger inside of her tight, wet little love hole.  I massaged her from the inside with my finger, until she begged for me to add another, and another, until I had four fingers sliding in and out of her.  By this time she was moaning and groaning load enough to wake the dead, but I didn’t care - all I could think of was how delicious her cum was as I licked every last drop that she gushed into my mouth.

After her body stopped shuddering, she slowly sat up and I figured that the ride was over.  It didn’t matter so much to me that I hadn’t climaxed, because I would be able to think of the taste of her and what she had allowed me to do to her and it would give me more than enough material to fuel years worth of fantasies.

I wasn’t too surprised when she slowly climbed off of me, but when she turned around and pushed me back down onto the bed as I started to sit up I was startled.  I had thought she was done.

Then she stood on the bed and slowly lowered herself onto me, taking my swollen cock inch by inch inside of herself until I was all the way in, then she shuddered and began twitching back and forth rapidly.

I lost control, grabbed her hips and began to thrust wildly into her hot little love tunnel.  She had the tightest pussy I had ever felt.  She began to moan and scream in pleasure as I pushed it deep inside of her and just held it there, letting her feel it throb and pulse for a moment before I pulled back and began sliding it in and out more slowly.

After about fifteen minutes she collapsed and rolled onto her side, so I sat up and gently moved her legs up towards her chest.  I lifted one of her legs higher than the other, and slowly eased my manhood back into her and she arched her back and began moaning yet again.

I took it more slowly this time, first putting it all the way in bit by bit, then very slowly pulling it all the way out before starting again.

Soon I picked up the pace and began to slowly move faster and faster until I felt like a human vibrator, then suddenly I felt her muscles clench so tight that if I had tried to push it in any further I might have broken my penis in half.  Her whole body began to twitch and shudder as she screamed "I'm cumming, Oh my god, I'm cumming again!  My god don’t stop!"

Seeing and feeling her ecstasy brought me to the point of climax myself.  "Oh, god, I am going to cum with you!" I said, not knowing where she wanted it.

"Just don't pull it out!  I'm fixed already!" She managed to get out between moans and gasps as she continued to shudder and clench her tunnel around my manhood.

So I didn’t - I felt my muscles begin to spasm and I knew I was going to cum inside of her pussy.  Then she clenched even tighter and I came like a fire hydrant, shooting spurt after spurt into her until I thought I would shrivel up into a dried husk.  Slowly we both came down from the heavens we were in and she pulled off of me and turned around to swallow my cock again and suck the last bit of life from it.

As she sat up she spoke again "My god, do you always cum this much?  I think you came enough to fill ten women!"

Suddenly I realized that I had cum so hard and so much that not Only had I overflowed her tight little box, but it had dripped down both of her legs to the knees and there was a solid trail the whole way from her pussy to her knees that was just soaked in my cum.

Suddenly I looked at her and she looked at me and we both froze.

"Please don't tell John about this." we both said at the same time.

I looked at her and said "Don’t worry, I won't ever tell him.  Thank you for that."

She smiled shyly at me as she tilted her head downwards.  "Are you feeling better now?  Are you not so depressed anymore?"

I smiled gently as I took her by the hand - "I will treasure this night for the rest of my life, even if it never happens again." I reassured her.

I stood up and grabbed her a towel to clean up with.

"Oh no!" Lisa cried.

"What’s wrong?" I asked her.

"Look at the time!  Bob's going to kill me!"  She started to sob.

"No, he won't." I assured her.  "Follow me." I said gently.   I led her into my study and sat down at the computer.  I pulled up a few searches and then pointed to the page I was looking at.

It was a diagram of how to rig a vehicle so that the carbon monoxide would fill the car as long as the windows were shut and slowly poison anyone in it.

"What you're going to kill me?" She said in horror.

"No, no no" I said hurriedly.  "We are going to set it up to look like someone tried to kill you and I’ll call 911 from a payphone nearby and report the vehicle so that the police will take you home and he will think someone tried to kill you and feel sorry for you"

Lisa chewed her lip for a minute thoughtfully.  "Promise I won't be hurt?"  She said timidly.

"I swear." I said.

"Okay then lets get to work."

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“Yeah. You fancy going up to our room?”

“I thought you’d never ask” She smiled a little; just enough
to allow a glint to escape from her eye. He knew that glint. He knew it well.
Just the thought of what possible things were fling through her head right now
made his heart begin to thump.

They flirted in the lift, perhaps more so than when they
first met. But somehow it was comfortable. They could grab bits of each other
without the feeling of pushing the boundaries. All alone with him, Emma could
feel a deep hunger inside herself. They had already made love today, but now
she wanted more. Pinning him gently against the wall, she kissed him. His lips,
his neck, his hands. Every bit of him tasted so sweet and delicious. She felt
his hand slowly run up her leg, under her dress, ending at her waist. The
thrill of feeling him tough her made her inhale sharply. She could barely
contain herself.

The lift opened straight into the hotel room. It was one of
the top suites, complete with a luxury double bed with a beautiful white bed spread.
With doors opening out onto the balcony, and subtle lighting it was the most
romantic room in the hotel. Kicking their shoes off, kissing and walking in
sync, they clumsily made there way to the bed.

“Wait”, Jake said, “the bathroom.”

He took her by the waist and guided her towards their huge
ensuite. With a round tub that had been filled by the butler of steaming hot
water, Emma was overcome with sexual desire. Frantically undressing each other,
they made there way into the breathtaking warmth of the water. She sat him
down, and he popped himself up against the edge.

“I want you. So bad” she whispered in his ear as she knelt
over him.

He thought he was going to explode. He was aching for her,
begging to feel her hot, writhing body on him. When she took his penis in her
hand, he nearly came, there and then. His body shuddered with anticipation, the
suspense excruciating. Finally, he felt her. Not her hands, her. He moaned,
unintentionally thrusting his hips towards her. Waiting for the yelp of pain,
or something to say he’d done wrong, he looked at her. She was stuck in a pose
of absolute ecstasy. Her head was thrown back, her glorious, long, wavy brown
hair reaching down her chest, all her muscles highlighted in the dim light.
Slowly bringing her eyes to his, she slowly breathed out. Then her hips started
to move. Faster and faster.

His breathing became rapid. His was heart hitting the inside
of his chest with incredible force. Her breathing was heavy, her moaning louder
and more intense. He could feel a pressure building in his testicles. He knew
he was close. The intense feeling of the water and his beautiful girlfriend
stimulating the most sensitive part of him with the most sensitive part of her
was almost too much to bear. He couldn’t hold it much longer. He desperately
wanted them to come at the same time.

“Oh God” he moaned. She grabbed his chest with her hands
firmly. “Em!”

He salt bolt upright. She had to lean back on him, forcing
him deeper inside her. She squealed with pleasure. She knew he was coming,
which made her orgasm tease her. She’d felt close for such a long time, and
this was the turning point.

He grabbed her bum cheeks with both his hands and moved her
effortlessly over him. He could feel his sperm move down his hard shaft, ever
so slowly, prolonging the achingly glorious feeling. Her muscles were so
clenched, she couldn’t breathe. Her clitoris had begun to pulsate as her climax
came. She felt herself come before she actually peaked. It was incredible. As the
first wave of his orgasm hit him, Jake thrusted uncontrollably into her. Wave after
wave of absolute delight rocked through him, the amount that he actually came
surprised him. With his back arched, and his penis still solid, her orgasm
wouldn’t end. Her whole body shook, acting like a vibrator on him. She was
squeezing every last drop out of him. They collapsed into each other, the water
rippling around them. Panting like dogs, they just held each other, still
inside each other.

First let me tell you a little about myself.  I am 6' 2", blond hair, blue eyes and a 7 inch member.  As you all know svetlana or svitz has 36 DD boobs as stated in FHM magazine.

Ok so im in the city one night with my buds and we just came back from the bar and we're walkin back to my friend's place to watch the football game when all of a sudden i see svitz crying on the street.  All my buds go on cuz they dont know who she is.  I go over to her and see whats the matter.  She tells me that her boyfriend just broke up with her and that tonight was their anniversary.  I try to comfort her by telling him he was an asshole anyway and everyone who watched the real world knew that.  I introduced myself and we started walking.

Svitz was a lil drunk and had a lil trouble walking so i held her as we walked.  I put my arm around her waist and we continued to walk.  We keep walking and we come across this hotel and she says "this is my place." I ask her if i should walk her up and she said "ok."  We get up to her room and se is staying in this amazing suite with rose petals on the bed and candles lit up everywhere.  "this was for my boyfriend but now we're finished" and she almost started crying again.  She found a bottle of champagne and asked me if i wanted some. "sure" i said. 

After 2 bottles of champagne we were both pretty hammered and we started to flirt a little then some more and more until the point where she was just sitting on my lap talking to me.  I realized that i might not get a chance like this again so without any thinking i kissed her.  She pulled away. "shit" i thought to myself "i blew it"  Then all of a sudden she kissed me passionately like her ex never existed.  We started making out and i ran my hands down her back and grabbed her shirt and lifted it off and she took my shirt off to reveal my chizzeled abs.  She continued to kiss me and i removed her bra.  When those tits came bouncing out i almost cummed my pants right there.  She told me to suck her nipples and i gladly did.  I slowly nibbeled on her nipples as i took off her pants.  Once her pants were off i could feel how wet she was and she could feel how hard i was.

"take off your pants” she whispered in my ear as I was biting her nipples.  I gladly did as well as my boxers ans my dick popped out immediately.  “Wow” she said “that is a nice cock” and after that she slowly lowered her mouth onto my dick and gave m probably the best blowjob of my entire life.  After about 5 minutes I couldn’t hold it any longer and I told her I was going to cum.  She then sucked really hard and swallowed ever drop of my cum.

“Can I return the favor?” “yes”.  SO as I lowered my face onto her pussy I could see that she was so wet that I couldn’t wait to eat her pussy.  As I started to eat her out I found the clitoris and bean to nibble on that gently and started to suck more and more.  “AHHHHH that feeeeeels sooooooooo gooooood”  “Im goooooooing to cuuuuuuuuuum” and with that she arched her back and she squirt her juices all over my face like a hose.  I slurped up every bit and swallowed every last drop.

“I want you inside me right now”  I had no problem with this at all and I searched my wallet for a condom. “im on the pill” “YES!” I thought to myself as I hated condoms and was very happy not to use one.  I had no std’s because I recently got checked after I found out that my ex was cheating on me for a while.  We laid down on the bed and I slowly put my cock in her pussy.  “Wow you are very tight” “My ex wasn’t that big”  “haha” I thought to myself.  I started to pump slowly and with every puch I would slowly go deeper and deeper.  I started going faster and faster until I was completely inside of her.  “FASTER!!!”  I was going as fast as I could at this point.  “IM CUMMING” we both yelled at once and I felt her juices pour out of her while my cum shot into her.

“I want you in my ass”  I was so excited because she has the perfect ass.  As she turned around and put her ass in the air I slowly squeezed her tits so get hard again after I blew my load.  As I entered her ass she moaned in pain.  “this is my first time anally”  I was happy because it was my first time too.  As I pumped her faster and faster I finally cum and filled her ass with so much cum it was dripping out. 

“We should get cleaned up” I said.  With that we went into the bathroom and turned on the Jacuzzi and just sat there as the warm water cleaned us off.  She slowly made her way over to me and played with my dick a little.  I started to finger her and play with her tits.  She climbed on top of me and in no time she was bouncing up and down on my cock as we were in the Jacuzzi.  “IM CUUUUUUMING she moaned as she had her 3^rd orgasm of the day and shortly after that I cum as well.  The Jacuzzi started to drain and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.  Over all that night was amazing and I hope it happens again because we still keep in touch.

 

THE END

 

I had finally slid off of his cock, my cunt tingling with pleasure, my moans becoming softer and my breathing slowly going back to normal. I look down into his eyes as I hover over him, my hair draping down and brushing along his muscular chest. I watch as one of his hands had come upwards, brushing it so it would stay behind my ear. I lean down, kissing his bottom lip before I bring it between my teeth and nip it gently.


He smirks at me playfully, I'm still horny and he knows it...he knows I could go for days and days without being tired of sex. As he had started to get up I pushed him back down and smiled at him, turning around so my ass was right across from his face, moving backwards so my cunt had been just above his face I lower myself down teasingly, quivering as I feel the tip of his tongue gently brush along my cunt. I lift myself up again and giggle quietly watching as his head would move up with me, his tongue still sticking out of his mouth.

"How do I taste now?" I ask him, lowering myself down so my cunt would push against his tongue.

He pulls away so he could answer, but I lower myself down more, my cunts lips pressing against his. I could feel him smile, his lips wrapping around my pulsing clit and sucking on it hard, his tongue brushing and pressing against it.

My moans once again fill the room, echoing through it. I shift myself slightly so I could be more comfortable, lying down and resting the side of my face onto his stomach, my hair draping out along it.

Breaking through the sounds of my echoing the door had been opened, and slammed shut. Even though I knew who it was, I didn't want him to stop playing with my cunt. I pressed my cunt onto his face more as he tried to get up too see who it was. I smiled softly as another man had walked into the room.

"Hello David" I moaned out quietly "This is Damien" I moaned louder as I felt Damien's tongue slip inside of my cunt and curl as it had before, my hips moving in circles.

David just stood in the middle of the bedroom and smiled "So, he is one of your slaves too?" he asked

"No...he's just a friend" it had gotten hard for me too talk, my breathing heavier and heavier as I feel his tongue circle inside of me, I whimper loudly.

"I see you two are having fun...maybe I should come back some other time" David had turned around slightly to head for the door.

"No...you can stay, and join us" I told him quietly "Take your clothes off and come here" I told him, raising an eyebrow slightly before my eyes closed and I sat up, my hands resting onto Damien's stomach my fingernails brushing against it softly.

"Ohh..this sounds fun" David said, starting to take off his orange polo shirt and let it fall onto the ground. Then he had taken off his black baggy pants and let them fall beside. His cock slightly erect had hung there, his hands resting onto his stomach and clawing it playfully.

"Come here" I told him, I had started to move my hips a bit faster. I could hear Damien's muffled grunts and moans, making me more aroused.

David did as he had been told moving closer towards me, I reached fore wards and held onto his cock, massaging it back and forth slowly. My mouth had come fore wards now as I bent down letting my soft lips brush along the head before I slid it all the way inside of my mouth, his 7 inches. I gaged quietly, but that had made him moan and apparently made Damien more aroused, his face had started to move back and forth quickly, ravishing my cunt. I moaned louder, my lips vibrating over David's cock as I slid it in and out of my mouth slowly, my tongue flicking and pushing against the tip of it every time I had slid it outwards.

David's soft moans and sighs filled the room with both Damien's and mine muffled moaning and grunting. I continued to suck on David's cock, though much faster and harder, my lips tightening and vibrating even more.

My cunt tingled more intensely, and tightened around Damien's tongue as it moved in and out of me, my hips moving back and forth faster, bucking down onto his face. I was about to cum again, ready for another cock to be inserted inside of me, maybe two. Fuck, that would feel so good.

I moaned louder, sliding David's cock from my mouth, my hand continued to stay wrapped around it, massaging it quickly. Though stopping as I moaned louder, almost screaming as I felt my juices flow from my cunt again and over Damien's face. I whimpered quietly as I felt his tongue exit from me and flick along my clit, him lapping up my cum once again. I smile at David's cock, at full erection now...a fat cock, I wanted it inside of me. I wanted Damien's inside of my ass.

They both knew what I wanted.

I lifted myself from Damien's face and looked down at him, his lips still wet and shiny from my cum, I turned around and leaned down my tongue dragging along his lips slowly before entering into his mouth, kissing him passionately.

David's hand had risen, slapping my ass which made me moan loudly, the kiss being broken I turned around and looked at David, raising an eyebrow. He smirked playfully as I moved closer towards him and resting my hands onto his shoulder, my long nails brushing across them slowly. I moved to the side, taking David's arm and pulling him to come and lay down on the bed.

"Damien, come stand behind us, you're going to fuck my ass" I told him, my breathing continuing to become heavy. I straddled David as Damien had come around and stood behind us, David's cock slowly pushing inside of my cunt, I whimper loudly and pull upwards, though his hands had come to my waist, adrubtly pushing me down onto his cock. I moaned louder, and looked at him, frustrated I had leaned down, my ass sticking into the air..not ready for Damien to enter though I apparently have no choice, the tip of his cock already starting to slide inside of my ass. I whimper louder, watching as David would smile at me playfully, watching my facial expressions as his hips began to move back and forth, thrusting in and out of my tight wet cunt. I moaned louder, Damien's cock inching inside of my ass, I push back slightly and hear Damien's moan followed by David's. I smile, and lean down biting onto David's shoulder playfully, making him grunt and thrust into me harder.

His fat cock filling me, making me want both of them more intensively.

Damien's cock had finally entered all the way inside of me, his hips pushing against me so his cock would enter more deeper, I quiver loudly, David doing the same thing, the tip of his cock pressing against one of my spots and making me quiver.


"Mmmmfuck..." I moan loudly, moving my hips back and forth, but David's hands had come to my waist, holding it while they push themselves into me, teasing me and making me whimper louder.

"You like being between two of us, don't you?" Damien asks, spanking my ass hard.

"Ugh fuck, yes I do..." I moan loudly.

"That's right...you do, do you want us to fuck you?" David asks now.

"Nnnnn...yes, fuck me hard.." I moan louder, feeling like I'm not able to take this anymore. David's hips start moving in slow circles, Damien's hips thrusting back and forth slowly.

"MMmm..I said hard" I whimper, trying to move my hips harder, but David wouldn't let me.

"Mmmmmyeah...beg for it" Damien says, slapping my ass again.

"MMmm...please, fuck me harder" I moan loudly, just after he spanked me "I want you too fuck me harder...." I tell them, leaning down and resting the side of my face against David's shoulder.

I moaned loudly as Damien had pulled back and thrusted into my ass hard, his skin slapping against mine. Then David's hips moving in circles harder, grinding into me.

"Ughhh..."I moan quietly, bringing my hands up and wrapping them around David's neck, my fingernails brushing against the back of it playfully. "Mmmm..keep going" I tell them.

David's hands had started to caress up and down my sides slowly, grinding his cock into me harder every second circle he did, becoming faster and making me moan louder and louder, Damien's cock pounding into my tight little ass, his hands caressing and smacking it harder to make me scream and whimper. Their cocks both, pulsing inside of me.

I feel like a goddess, both of these men taking time to please me, to do as I say. I whimper again as one of David's hands move and slip between us, his fingers crawling towards the top of my cunt, and massaging my clit with his middle finger. I move my hips in circles faster, harder...Damien's cock filling my ass.

I feel like I'm going to die from all of this pleasure, my cunt tingling, and my ass from his spankings. I smirk proudly, letting my tongue slide out and brush along David's shoulders. Their grunting becoming louder, grinding harder, thrusting harder...faster both of them. Damien's skin slapping against mine, making my thighs and my ass red as he spanks it more hard.

I lift my head and look at David, leaning down to kiss him passionately, his rhythm going off slightly until were done, fucking me harder and faster. Both of them wanting to cum inside of me.

My hands rest above David's shoulders onto the bed, gripping the sheets tightly as I feel myself ready to cum again, my cunt pulsating and tightening around David's cock as I cum, screaming loudly and whining as I feel them pound me harder, cumming inside of me.

I had stayed there on top of David, lying down with my face against his chest again. My arms sprawled out above our heads. I whimpered quietly as I felt Damien's cock slide out of my ass, and the bed move slightly as he came to lay beside David and I, his arm sprawled out over my back, his fingers caressing it gently. David gently kissed my neck, shoulder and along my chest as I laid there, our heavy breathing echoing through the room.

 My new mother-in-law insisted in being called by the name of Roxy or as she liked to say, Roxy the doxy. When she was younger she put out for every serious boyfriend she had, and there were plenty considering how good her body looked today. She made no bones about the fact that by the time she was sixteen, she had done it all. You name it, she did it; handjobs, blowjobs, straight, anal and women as well. In high school she was fucking two male teachers regularly for good marks and going down on an older teacher at least twice a week just because she liked the way her pussy tasted.

 Her first and last husband, the father of my wife, lasted only time enough to knock her up. He was gone before Gwen was born. Since her ex-husband was a rich man and had not aquitted himself very well in the bedroom, she took him for a big chunk of money and some stocks that made the money seem paltry   when they finally took off. Her financial advisor was a good one and he took out his fee in services. For six years Roxy spread her legs twice a week and took a pounding from his nine inch cock that never seemed to grow soft. It was this man who taught her how to give a professional blowjob when he wasn't turning her cunt inside out. Unfortunately for her he passed away a few years ago and she never was able to find a stud like him who also was smart as a whip when it came to making money for her in the stock market.

 So here on her daughter's honeymoon she propositioned me;  her body in exchange for my silence concerning her daughter's lack of interest and knowledge, and a promise not to divorce her until mom had a chance to shape her up sexually.  At first I thought she was kidding, but when she leaned close and fed me a yard of hot, wiggling tongue and rubbed those big tits against my chest, I knew I had just struck gold on my honeymoon. She thought it was funny that I had to sit there for the next five minutes because I had a woody that wouldn't quit. I promised her a sound pussy thrashing for her impertinent behavior. She grinned and suggested I might also want to give her a sound spanking for her cheekiness once I finished molesting her. I countered by suggesting that her daughter be made to witness what happens to women who annoy me.

 Gwen was out, probably shopping at the local shops clustered around the resort. In less time than it takes to tell, Roxy popped out of that skimpy suit and showed the rest of what she had. Except for a patch of thick dark hair extending about an inch around the perimeter of her fat lipped cunt, she was devoid of pubic hair. Her big tits wobbled some without the miniscle support of the bikini top, but not so as to deter me from wanting to suck those milk bottles dry after I fucked her brains out. She suggested a shower, but all I wanted was to sink my hard cock into that furry slot and start stirring up her cunt juices.

 Roxy proved to be a revelation when it came to her ability to deliver top grade pussy. Had I met her instead of her daugher, this connundrum would never had occurred. We'd either be celebrating our marriage in the normal fashion, with not much thought being given to her daughter, or shacked up in one of the finer local resorts completely oblivious to the existence of her mousy child. She was delighted to discover that I had no problem going down on her well fucked cunt and sucking my cum from it. Roxy was like a little kid, begging me to let her have my cum so she could swish it around in her mouth and then swallow every delicious drop. Personally I did not share her opinion of the taste of my cum. To me it was more salty and even reminded me of chlorine at times.

 About an hour later as Roxy was demonstrating her oral skills to get me hard enough for another go at her juicy twat, in walks my bride and lets out a shriek that nearly burst our eardrums. Her mom immediately pulled rank on her mousy daughter and ordered her inside and told her to take off all her clothing before she ripped them off. Little miss priss, the one with the sealed up cunt and even tighter asshole sniffled and wept but managed to get down to her panties and bra in short order. However there was where she drew an imaginary line in the sand. Roxy proceeded to kick sand into her daughter's face, by ripping off her bra and yanking down her white cotton panties to reveal a nice looking patch of thick pubic hair and a set of knockers that would satsfy almost any man except the big boob fetishers. My dick got rock hard despite all the energy I'd expended in nailing her mother to the mattress this afternoon.

 "Well, do I have to draw you a picture? Get your ass down on the bed and start sucking your husband's cock while I give you a few pointers on how it's done by a real experienced woman like myself."

 It was really funny to watch as my wife wrapped her mouth around my cock and started hoovering it. She sucked at sucking and I let her know about it,  yanking her hair from side to side as she slobbered and drooled all over my stiff joint. Roxy thought that was hilarious and she smacked her daughter's rump soundly as she gave her some very specific instructions on how to suck my dick so I'd come back for more.  I was all ears by now, after all maybe someone else might need Roxy's sage advice, like that big blonde bimbo in my office who wore the tight skirts and low cut blouses all the time.

 Roxy got into the act and began slowly jacking my cock into her daughter's mouth, warning her not to gag on it or she'd force even more down her throat. At this point I began to feel like a male blowup doll, just lying there like a piece of inflated rubber while my mother-in-law gave her daughter instructions on the care and feeding of her new husband. Things got a bit better when my blushing bride stared licking my balls at her mother's urging, letting the poor, ignorant child-woman know that she wasn't doing such a great job. Roxy got bored with her daughter's amateurish attempts at getting me off and so onto my stomach I went so she could show my new bride another one of her favorite tricks for keeping a man happy.

 I felt her hands prying my ass cheeks part and then her warm breath as she blew down onto my bunghole. Then it was the tip of her tongue pressing and wiggling against the entry to my rectum as my wife made retching sounds to express her opinion of what her mother was doing to my asshole. I loved it, which showed you how much my new bride knew about sex and the married male. My new mother-in-law had enough of her offspring's opinions on her ability to pleasure men and so she confronted her daughter big time.

 I had a front row seat to their cat fight, which turned out to be a massacre, as mom simply overwhelmed my prissy bride. Finally I had to step in to prevent my new wife from being suffocated. Roxy had managed to bury Gwen in a big fluffy pillow and she ran out of air quickly and went limp. Her mother was so angry that she kept on holding it against her daughter's face, not a good idea when my blushing bride was already unconscious. I dragged Roxy off her victim and in the process got a nice handful of one of her big tits.That calmed her down considerably and the next thing I knew she was urging me to pick up where we were when so rudely interrupted by Gwen's entrance.

 To be honest I was sorely tempted, but worried at the same time by what to do with my blushing bride who was about as useful to me as tits on a boar hog. Roxy thought my analogy was pretty funny and attempted to seduce me. I was not in the mood considering my prospects for a happy marriage were hovering around zero unless something remarkable happened very quickly. My mother-in-law winced as she watched my cock go from stiff to soft in less than a minute despite her presence.

 There is some saying having desperate measures and desperate times in it. I thi9nk tht was what inspired Roxy to come up with the idea of turning my honeymoon into a short course on keeping the male member of the family sexually satisfied. She would teach the course wih my help and to keep expenses down, she'd move her things into our honeymoon suite for the duration. In that way we'd save on the cost of her room and have Roxy available for twenty-four hours each day. It made some sense and what did I have to lose at this point?

       ( To be continued - rolf palsy ) 

   The following Saturday evening, I picked Julie up at about 7:00 PM.  She was wearing another short skirt and snug V-neck blouse.  This time there were no pantyhose, only ankle socks and tennis shoes.  Her hair was pulled into a ponytail.  What a sight!  My cock started to respond almost immediately. 
    We had a nice dinner at a local steakhouse,  caught a movie, and ended at my home for popcorn and TV.  The popcorn never got made. 
    As soon as we entered my door, she kicked off her shoes and socks and began removing her blouse.  This little gal was hot, and she wanted to fuck!  Now!  With a wide grim, she said, "I want to make up for our last date."
    "Have you ever striped to music?" I asked. 
    She said, "No, but I've seen it done in the movies."
    "Would you like to try stripping now?"  I asked.
    "That sounds like fun." 
    While I put on some music, Julie rebuttoned her blouse. 
    When the music started, she had me to sit on the couch and told me to not touch her until she said it was OK.  She began swaying to the music and slowly unbuttoned her blouse again.  Julie was a natural stripper.  As her blouse fell away, she squeezed her tits together and pinched and pulled her dark brown nipples.  They were soon almost as hard as my cock.  The short skirt was the next to go.  She thrust out her chest as she reached behind her waist to release the skirt's button and zipper.  She was then swaying in front of me in nothing but the smallest of silky pink bikini panties.  The pink panties beautifully accented her beautiful light brown skin.  The crotch of her panties was already soaked with her juices.  A few brief strokes over her pussy with her flattened hand, and the panties were quickly removed. 
    Julie was absolutely beautiful.  Her pussy was covered with very fine, almost silky hair.  It was almost like she was hairless. 
    She had tested my patience by not letting me touch her until she was completely naked.  I had nearly gone nuts wanting to reach out and grab her.  She slowly turned completely around, came to stand about two feet in front of me, and said, "I'm yours!  Do what ever you want with me."
    It was my turn to drive her crazy.  From my seated position, I reached out and softly held her by her slender hips.  Her whole body was soft and smooth.  She was absolutely beautiful, and I told her so. 
    Pulling her to me, I gently planted a kiss at the top of her pussy lips.  She spread her legs, held the back of my head, and pulled my mouth to her pussy.  When she swiveled her hips to give me better access, I placed a single long lick over her entire slit.  
    That brought a sharp gasp from Julie.  She breathlessly said, "Mike has never kissed me there." 
    I told her, "Baby, you're in for the best night of you life, if you'll let me do what I want to do with you."
    "Do anything you want!  I told you, I'm yours." she gasped.
    With that, I scooped her into my arms, and carried her to my bedroom.  I gently laid her on my king-sized bed.  I quickly undressed and joined her.
    I began by gently kissing her mouth and stroking her tits.  Her nipples, already erect, became even harder.  I moved down to suck her tits.  As Julie began to make low moans, I started lightly nipping and pinching her nipples.  As her moans got more pronounced, I aqueezed, pinched, and pulled increasingly harder and rolled her nipples between my thumb and fingers.  She raised her chest toward my hands.  
    As I lie next to her sucking her left tit, my left hand stroked the flat belly on its way to her pussy.  Another sharp gasp came from her as I stroked up and down her hot wet slit.  Just as I came in contact with her clit for the first time, she had an orgasm.  Julie seemed to be a quiet cumer.  She stiffened, pulled her legs together, thrust her pussy up to my hand, and hugged me tightly as a long moan came from deep within her. 
    As she relaxed a minute, I told her it was OK to let her feelings out and make noise if she felt like it.
    My left hand was still at her pussy and resumed stroking up and down.  Soon, I let a finger, then two, slide inside her hole.  She was very tight.  Maybe she had been ignored too much lately.  As my fingers worked their way into her tight hole, my thumb found her clit and began gently massaging it.  Julie started tensing again, and I rubbed her clit a little harder.  Her second climax hit much harder than the first.  She began bucking like a rodeo horse, and cried out for more. 
    As she came down, I again let her relax for a minute.  She said she had never cum twice in one night and never so hard.  A large smile crossed her face when I told her the night had only just begun. 
    I then kissed my way down her flat belly and began kissing and licking her soaking pussy.  I cupped both ass cheeks and lifted her to give me a better angle for my tongue to penetrate her pussy.  My tongue worked in and out of her until her third orgasm began to build.  When my mouth moved to licking and sucking her clit, my fingers reentered her pussy. 
    She was going crazy with lust.  Just as Julie was about to cum for the third time, I pulled my fingers out of her puss and sucked her clit hard.  She began bucking wildly.  I found her virgin asshole and inserted a finger to the first knuckle. 
    Julie was screaming, "Oh shit!  Fuck!  Eat me, more, more!" 
    A second knuckle entered her ass.  As Julie came and thrust her pussy up to my mouth, I shoved the whole finger into her ass.  I didn't use more fingers because I didn't want to hurt her.  Besides, I had other plans for that beautiful ass. 
    As she came down, Julie said she needed to rest just a bit.  As we cuddled and talked, she admitted she liked my finger up her ass, but wanted me to be careful.  She told me Mike had never eaten her, nor had he ever touched her asshole.  All he ever did was finger her until she was wet, climb on , hump until he came, and roll off.  She seldom had a orgasm. 
    I moved up beside her and held her tightly.  She began stroking me rock hard cock.  At six and a half inches, I'm not the biggest dick in the gym, but Julie said I was a little bigger than Mike.  She was amazed she had cum three times, and I hadn't even put it in her yet.
    As Julie continued to stroke me, I started feeling that familiar stirring in my balls.  I told her she needed to stop or I'd cum in her hand. 
    I reached for her pussy, but she said she still needed a little time. 
    "Have you ever given head?" I asked.
    This beautiful, 21-year-old, married, woman said, "No, but I'll try.  Tell me what to do."
    I had her slide down my belly to where she was laying with her head on my belly and her lips nearly touching the swollen head of my cock.  I very gently pushed her down and told her to kiss and lick the top of cock.  She did.  She licked up the drop of precum that had appeared there and softly kissed my cock's head.  I told her to open her mouth and take a little of it in and suck.  Without hesitation she took about two inches of me into her mouth and started sucking.  Julie was the perfect student.  She did everything I told her without question.  As I continued to instruct her, she began bobbing up and down on my raging hard-on.  She was licking the shaft and head with every up-stroke, and was soon hitting the entrance to her throat on the down-stroke. 
    I had her reposition so she was laying on top of me in the classic 69 position.  With my dick in her mouth and her pussy at my face, I firmly hugged her to me and resumed eating her still tight pussy. 
    When I warned her I was about to cum, she didn't say a word.  She just took me in as far as she cold and sucked harder.  She was holding my dick at the entrance to her throat. 
    I was too busy eating her sweet pussy to give any more warnings.   
    As I shot my first spurt, she jerked up about an inch, but went right back down and sucked even harder.  She held right there for the second spurt.  In my lust, I told her, "Take it down your throat baby."  She gamely tried, but just couldn't do it without gagging.  She held me deep in her mouth though, and continued sucking until she had sucked every drop of my cum from me and swallowed it all. 
    I had continued eating her, and with my tongue as deep in her pussy as I could get it, she quickly had her fourth orgasm.  This one was a little quieter that the last one.  She merely ground her pussy into my face and grunted with each thrust of my tongue.  Of course, it is difficult to scream when there's a cock in deep your mouth.
    It was my turn to need rest. 
    After a bit of rest, I again began petting Julie's pussy.  She soon spread her legs wide.  I crawled between them and resumed eating her.  My licks became longer and lower.  I pushed her legs up to where her knees were next to her tits.  She grabbed the backs of her knees and held them there. 
    While eating her pussy, I lubricated a finger with her pussy juices.  As she built toward another orgasm, I slipped a finger all the way into her pussy.  Without warning, I removed my finger and moved my tongue from her pussy to her virgin asshole.  A couple of licks and I drove my tongue into her asshole.  Julie was near cuming again.
    Julie's asshole was too tight to fuck with just her own juices.  I keep a tube of lubricant next to my bed.  I don't think Julie noticed when I reached for the lube.  A generous glob of lube was put in and around Julie's tight asshole.  I carefully massaged her sphincter to help it relax.  All the while, I was eating her pussy.  By that time, she was thrashing around and bucking up and down as she rapidly approached her next orgasm.
    I then lowered her legs a bit and lined up to invade her pussy with my cock.  One long slow thrust buried my shaft to the hilt.  I held there for a bit enjoying a very tight pussy.  As I began stroking in and out, Julie began humping back.  Soon, she brought her legs down and wrapped them around my waist.  She was cuming again.  I held tight into her depths as she thrashed beneath me.  I was trying to not cum.
    As her orgasm subsided, I resumed stroking her pussy.  Damn she was still tight.  I pulled her legs back up and stuck a finger back into her asshole.  Julie's eyes were somewhat glazed and nearly closed.  A wide smile covered her face.  Slowly I pulled out of her pussy and aimed my cock at her asshole.  Thanks to the lube and her own juices, it took just a little pressure and the swollen head of my cock popped into her virgin asshole.  Julie's eyes sprung wide open.  She tensed with the initial entry, but she soon relaxed as I held still.
    "All right?" I asked.
    She said, "Yes! Don't stop!"
    With that, I ever so slowly sank my dick into her no longer virgin asshole.  A couple of quivers and a grimace or two were the only adverse reactions Julie had.  When I was fully in her ass, I held still while she relaxed.  The stroking began slowly at first.   As I sped up, Julie started grunting and moaning and pulled her legs up even further.  Holding her legs like that let me get even deeper into her ass.  She grabbed he ass cheeks, spread them wide, and yelled, "Yes! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass! Oh God! I'm cuming again!"
    As Julie came, so did I.  I must have given her the biggest load of cum I'd ever produced.  I seemed to cum and cum. 
    When we settled down, I pulled out of her ass and gave her a few more strokes in her pussy.  She just laid there holding her legs up and panting.  Slowly, she lowered her legs and wrapped her arms around me. 
    As I pulled out, I noticed her asshole was still slightly open with a single drop of cum dribbling out. 
    After resting, talking, and cuddling a while, we shared a shower and dressed.  Julie told me she didn't know it was possible to cum so hard, so many times, in so many ways. 
    I told her having the right partner makes it easy. 
    I got Julie home about an hour before Mike was due. 
    I never saw Julie, or Mike, again.  When I called a couple of weeks later, their phone had been disconnected.  Mike had quit his job a week earlier, and no one knew where they had gone.  I wondered how long it was before Julie insisted someone eat her pussy or fuck her in the ass again.  I wish her the best.
    To Mike, and all the other men who ignore their wives:  If you don't take care of them, someone else will.  It doesn't matter if they're young and gorgeous like Julie, or an average, middle-aged, wife.  She is appealing to someone.  Maybe me!                                                                               
                                                          
                                           
                              
                

 

“Say” I began “do you sell anything like a vibrator here? I have been on the road for a few hours and my fingers just aren’t cutting it?” I thought the guy’s eyes were going to pop out of his head and I tried to look like I asked him if they had gum.  He replied “um, no we don’t sell things like that.” “Shit” I said  “do you sell vegetables here, you know like cucumbers or zucchinis or anything?”  Again he old me “no” . 

I started to walk up and down the aisles and picked up an item ever so often, and said: “no; this won’t work.” 

He called me over and said “the coffee is done.”  I walked over to him staring at his crouch. When I looked back at his face he was looking down at his pants, trying to see what I was looking at I guess. He looked up and I was looking right at his face with eyebrows raised… “How about you? Do you think you can help out a horny girl like me?”

 

He managed to stutter out an “um, sure, I can try.”  “Great” I said, “Do you have a big dick?”  He said “I think so”

I walked over to him and put my hand between his legs and brought my hand up across his balls and started to rub his dick.  It did feel nice. I asked “is there some place that’s safe?”  He told me to go into the last row of the store, he had to watch the front door, but told me at this time of night we could probably make it out by the pumps and no one would come by.  I told him “OK I’ll get slip my jeans off, why don’t you go back to the counter and grab a condom” (there was a display behind the register).

 

I usually like to suck a guy and get turned on, but tonight I just felt like getting fucked and didn’t even want to get eaten- just wanted to cum a couple of times and get back on the road-

I went to the back of the store and took off my pants and thong.  There were a few cases of motor oil stacked up and I felt I could bend over and lean on them.  Doug came back (that was the name on his shirt)- I almost laughed, but held it at a smile; he was walking holding up his unbuckled pants, with his dick peaking out, it already had the rubber on it. I couldn’t see its size as his pants were still covering most of him, but he did look thick.

He got to where I was standing and dropped his pants to his ankles. Now I could see it, it was probably about 7” or so, but it was really thick- I was glad that I was not in the mood to suck his dick, as thick dicks are a challenge.

I looked at his dick and then his face, he was staring at my bare pussy. When he looked up I just winked at him.  I tuned around opened my legs and bent forward leaning on the boxes. He came up behind and asked “you want it in the butt? I have never done that.”  On some other night I might have tried to take that thick dick up my butt, but not now. “No” I said “I just felt this was easiest, as I didn’t want to lie on the bare floor.”  He stepped into me and I felt his dick rub against my labia. I let out a little bit of a moan. I felt him put his hands on my hips and he started to move his body, his dick was moving between my two thighs. I figured there was no way he was going to hit the target this way, so I reached between my legs and took his thick dick in my hand.

 

I rubbed it along my labia and then guided him in. I could actually feel my labia having to stretch to take his thick dick inside me.  He started to pump and pump fast and hard- it was just what I needed. It only took me a few minutes and I started to cum. I was just getting into my climax when I heard him start to moan- I yelled back “hold it, don’t cum yet.” He started to cum and luckily started banging harder.  I hit the peak of my climax and kept screaming to him “don’t stop- don’t stop” like a good boy he kept it up till I at least got through one strong climax.

 

He pulled out of me and I stood up and turned to him. The look on his face was priceless. He looked at me and said “I never did that before.” I looked at him and said “what fucked a girl from behind or standing?” He looked at me and said “no, I never fucked in any position.” Now, I must have been the one with a priceless look on my face- “Um, you did really good” I said, lying- but I knew he would never forget this lay, damn, I want guys to be in love on their first—I had no intension of kissing this guy before hearing this, but I leaned into him and gave a long kiss.

I looked down to see if anything was stirring- but no luck, so- I put my jeans on as he started to head back for the bathroom. He looked back and said- “you know I just remembered, there is a 24 hour adult book store a mile north off the next exit, if you still need something.”  I looked at him and said-“ Oh I don’t need anything now, tiger” again lying. I headed out the door and my body was still on fire, this lay was just getting me going, I needed more – even if it was with my hands and a piece of rubber…. See part two cumming soon.