Lust MADNESS

BACHELOR PARTY

2009-08-04T21:34:00.003+03:00

Ever since we'd gotten married, I had been teasing my wife Linda about how much I was looking forward to seeing her fuck another man. This always generated great sex for us and I think it was something she was hoping some day would actually played out One of my old friends from high school was getting married and his bachelor party was coming up and Linda would usually pout and try to tell me that we didn't need to have one.

The thought of me and a few of my friends drinking and watching x-rated movies didn't bother her, but she was afraid one of them would arrange for a stripper and, worse yet, that things would go beyond stripping. Once an actual date for the party had been set, she seemed to get more worried than before and started saying that she was going to come along. I explained to her that the only way that was going to happen was if she volunteered to be the stripper. She told me I was crazy, but I decided it would be fun to tease her about it. Linda had never met any of these guys and the chances of them meeting again was very small.

The next time we were fooling around I whispered to her that I was looking forward to seeing her performance at my friends bachelor party. Linda gave me a yeah, right, but as my hand glided over her pussy I began to go into detail about her doing a striptease for me and my friends. I described something similar to what she had done for me before, where she had done a very sexy striptease and then proceeded to use a vibrator to bring herself to orgasm as I watched. I told her how much it had turned me on and that I'm sure they'd love to see it too. Linda said she could never do something like except in front of strangers, I said well you do not know anyone as I kissed her face and neck and ran my hands over her body. It was probably just me, but when we finally fucked it seemed hotter than usual. I teased her about the scenario every so often and got a little more elaborate and detailed each time. She took the kidding but always made sure I knew it wasn't going to happen.

The date of the bachelor party was getting closer and when I mentioned to my Linda that the best man was calling later that day to make the arrangements, she told me she had an idea. She said that instead of hiring a stripper, that she would come and dance for us in a sexy outfit, but only if she could wear some kind of mask so that the guys wouldn't know who she was. I said that it was a nice thought and it even turned me on a little, but that the guys would probably be disappointed with a stripper who didn't strip. She sat there for a minute contemplating things and finally said that she would do a striptease for us, but again only if she could wear a mask and that she wasn't going to do the part with the vibrator. I thought about it and found it incredibly exciting that she was willing to strip naked in front of these guys and me.

My hardening cock supported this, so I agreed to her terms and told the best man not to worry about the stripper, that I would take care of it since he was coming from out of town andhe price would be 600 dollars. As the date grew nearer, I kept asking my Linda how the plans were coming for her act and she just told me I'd have to wait and see when it happened. I couldn't help but fantasize about how it would go and it always went beyond the stripping, with it ending differently each time. Finally the date arrived and the guys showed up for the weekend. As luck would have it, only three of them could make it. Friday night was spent catching up on things and Saturday got off to a leisurely start.

The bachelor party was going to be an all day kind of thing, we went and played golf, had lunch went back to our home so shortly after the first x-rated movie started playing and we sat down to play poker , an other of Linda's fantasies but that's for later time. A little way in to it I asked them what time they wanted the stripper to show up. Their first reaction was now! but I explained that I was sure she needed some advance notice, so they said as soon as she could make it. I went upstairs and called Linda and told her what they said. She hadn't been expecting to come over until later in the evening, but thought she could probably manage to be there in a an hour. She said that, if nothing else, she needed time to have a few drinks first so she wouldn't be so nervous. I told my friends that the stripper would be by in a couple of hour or so. In the meantime, we playing poker, drinking and continued watching adult films. There were some really hot ones with girls getting gang banged and it was obvious they were getting to us all. A couple of hours later, the phone rang and I jumped up to get it. It was my wife Linda and she wanted to know if we were ready for her. I said we certainly were and told her that she'd be stripping in front of four very horny men. She gave a nervous laugh and said she'd be over shortly. We hung up and I told the guys that the stripper was on her way. They all cheered and started asking questions about her. I told them that it was an acquaintance of mine and that they'd better treat her nicely. They wanted to know more about her, but I told them they'd just have to wait and see. Soon there was a knock at the door and I got up to answer it. I opened the door to see my wife Linda standing there wearing a Mardi Gras-style mask, a long dress coat, and a pair of high heels. I couldn't wait to see what was under it! She stepped inside and looked around the room, but didn't say a word.

An adult film was playing on the TV and she looked at it for a few moments before putting down the bag. There was a hot girl lying on her back being fucked by a monster cock as she sucked on an other. Linda was also carrying a bag for what I had no idea as she said it was to be a surprise. Linda took off her coat. Underneath she was wearing a cropped, hot pink, and very tight t-shirt and a pair of very snug fitting short shorts and fish net stockings. It was obvious to all of us that she wasn't wearing a bra under that shirt as her very large nipples were straining to pock through her t-shirt, which made us wonder if there was anything under the shorts. Linda looked extremely hot and the mask only made her seem more alluring. She bent over and reached into her bag, giving us all a chance to check out her nice ass and legs. She pulled a homemade CD from her bag and handed it to me, which I then put into the stereo. As it began playing, I muted the TV but left the video running as a background to her performance. Linda began to slowly dance around the room, moving very sexily, running her hands over her body, and looking extremely hot. I was very happy as I remembered that this was my wife looking so sexy. She danced slowly past each one of us and around the coffee table in the center of the room. Once she'd made a loop of the room, she stood in the center and began to rub her breasts on the outside of her shirt. Her nipples were as hard as I'd ever seen them and she still had a shirt on! Linda grabbed the bottom of the shirt and slowly began to pull it upwards. Just as her nipples were about to come into view, she stopped and rubbed the under sides of her breasts, teasing us like an expert.

Then she pulled the t-shirt up further and we all sighed audibly when her nipples came into view and held our breath as she took the shirt completely off, being careful not to disturb her mask. Linda has very sexy, perky tits and they looked especially hot today because her nipples were so hard. It wasn't the least bit cold, so I knew they were that way because she was turned on, which just made me even more excited. She stood there and rubbed her tits as she swayed to the sultry music, then began to walk past each of us again. This time she leaned forward towards each of us so we could get a good look at her breasts and then would slowly back away and move on to the next guy. As she did this to the guy to my left, he reached up and touched her breast. She slowly, but purposefully, reached up and removed his hand and shook her finger at him.

She hadn't said a word since arriving and apparently didn't plan to as part of her plan to remain anonymous. Once Linda finished her circuit, she moved back to the front of the room and began removing her shorts. Underneath she had on a very sexy g-string that barely covered any of her pussy topped off with a sexy garter belt. She dropped her shorts to the floor and turned around to show us her bare ass with the thin string between it. She moved her ass to the music, then bent forward, giving us not only a better view of her sexy behind, but also a great view of her barely-covered pussy. We also noticed that the hot pink g-string was very wet from her pussy dripping. Apparently this was turning Linda on even more than I thought! While she was still bent over, Linda reached up and grabbed the strings and slowly began peeling off the garment. What little coverage there was soon slipped away and all of our cocks got even harder as we stared at her recently shaved and clearly excited pussy.

She pulled the g-string the rest of the way down, stepped out of it, and tossed it backwards at us. I was too slow and groom got it, bringing it to his face and breathing in the scent of her sex. Still bent over, Linda moved her feet apart and reached back to caress her legs in a slow, sexy motion. As her hand reached the top of her thigh where I thought it would stop, she continued on to her pussy, giving it a gentle rub, then running her hand back down her other thigh, leaving a light trail of her wetness. This time when her hand reached her pussy,she ran her finger through her wetness and across her clit, then used two fingers to spread her lips apart for us to see. I'm sure all of us wanted to reach out and touch Linda, but just then she stood up and turned around and resumed dancing to the music. She danced by each of us once again, but this time she took a little longer and rubbed her hands all over her naked body as we watched intently. When someone would reach out and try to touch her, at first she would move just out of reach, but soon she wasn't moving until just after they made contact. After Linda danced for each of us, she went back to her bag and pulled out a can of whipped cream. This was getting interesting! She then went up to the groom, put some whipped cream on her nipples, and leaned forward so he could suck and lick it off. Linda then did this to the rest of the guys.

Most of the guys stuck to her plan, but as one of them was licking the whipped cream off, his hand reached between her legs and started feeling her pussy. I thought for sure she was going to jump backwards or maybe even get mad, but instead she slowly ground her pussy against his hand. If it was possible, my cock got even harder seeing her this worked up. When my turn came, I gently licked the whipped cream off and at the same time slipped my hand between her legs. I was amazed how wet she was and slipped a finger inside her as she moaned out loud. I continued playing with her as I licked her other breast completely clean and then reluctantly released her. It was then that I realized that all the guys but me had freed their hard cocks from the confines of their pants and were slowly stroking them. I was happy to do the same, opening my jeans and sliding them and my underwear down far enough to be comfortable. My throbbing cock, wet with pre-cum, felt like it would explode with the slightest touch. I glanced at the others and realized they were in the same state as I was.

I couldn't help but notice that one of them had a cock as big as some of the biggest dildos I'd ever seen. Apparently Linda had noticed it too, because she was standing there staring at it while licking her lips. She must have realized she was staring and quickly turned and went back to her bag. Pulling out a new vibrators, she moved over to the coffee table and repositioned it, laying down on it so that her feet were facing us. She brought the life like vibrator to her mouth and began licking and sucking it, making us all jealous of the toy. After taking a good portion of it into her mouth, Linda withdrew it turned it on, and began to rub the tip over her tits, paying close attention to her nipples, then sliding it slowly down her stomach. When it reached the little patch of hair left on her pussy, she pulled her legs back and apart and ran the tip of it down between her lips. I was wonderfully surprised that she'd decided to put on the whole show after all. I was just bummed that I'd have to wait until my friends left to finish what she'd started. We were all mesmerized as she ran the head of the fake cock between her lips, over her clit, and all over her pussy. We were even more mesmerized as she began working the large vibrator between her lips and then inside. Slowly she worked a little more then a little more inside herself, pulling it back out a little, then pushing it deeper inside.

Soon Linda had its entire length buried in her pussy and then began to have a tremendous orgasm. Linda looked so incredibly sexy as her body shook from the intense spasms. Somehow she managed not to cry out, but it was obvious she wanted to. As she was coming down from her orgasm with the vibrator still deep inside her, I was shocked to see the groom stand up, remove the rest of his pants, and walk over to her. Not sure what he was going to do at first, I was prepared to jump up and tell him to sit back down. But before I could, she opened her eyes, smiled, and reached out to grab him by the cock. She slowly stroked his shaft and, as a big drop of pre-cum formed at the tip, she pulled him closer and stuck her tongue out to catch it. She let a string of wetness stretch between her lips and his cock, then moved back towards him and ran her tongue over his cock head and down his shaft like she had done to me so many times before. She proceeded to give him one of her fantastic blow jobs as the rest of us watched in amazement. I couldn't believe how far Linda was letting this go, but I was all for it.

As she was taking his shaft into her mouth, one of the other guys got up and removed his pants too, then kneeled between her legs, pulled the vibrator slowly from her, and began eating her pussy in earnest.This just caused her to suck on my the grooms cock harder and faster and before long he was moaning and warning her that he was going to cum. I couldn't wait to see how she'd respond. With a loud moan he thrust forward and began to shoot his hot cum into her willing mouth. At first she tried to swallow it, but then she started to have an orgasm of her own from having her pussy licked and pulled it from her mouth, causing his cum to spray onto her mask, lips,and cheeks. Just when I thought I'd seen it all, the guy that was licking her moved up and aimed his cock at her swollen pussy. Surely he wasn't going to put his cock in my wife pussy! And then I remembered that they had no idea this was Linda.

As she looked down between her legs and saw what he was about to do, I knew she was about to put a stop to things. She looked past him at me, smiled, then reached down and spread her pussy lips for him! I couldn't believe she was actually going to let my friend do it! I was shocked and incredibly turned on. I watched as he placed the head of his cock between her spread lips and pushed gently forward, the head slipping easily inside. Linda released her lips as he slid the entire length of his cock into her with one long push. Just then I realized that the only guy who hadn't been involved yet, other than myself, had stripped naked and was leaning down to suck on her tit. I decided it was my turn to get involved too, so I stripped naked and moved up to give her a kiss. Linda had licked her lips clean of cum by this point, so I gave her a deep passionate kiss as she moaned into my mouth. I moved down to take her other nipple between my lips and then remembered one of the fantasies she'd shared with me about having both of her breasts sucked on at the same time by two different guys.

I was glad to be fulfilling one of Linda's fantasies too, even if it wasn't the exact way she had imagined it. We both sucked and licked at her nipples eagerly as her body rocked back and forth from the fucking Linda was getting below. Even though she'd managed not to talk yet, Linda could no longer hold back her moans of pleasure and I hoped the neighbors would think it was the TV. The guy sucking her other breast decided it was time to change places and stood up to offer his cock to her mouth. This was the guy with the really big cock and I was curious to see how much of it she'd be able to get into her mouth. Linda was really good at sucking cock, but this seemed even too big for her to handle. Linda just licked at the head and gradually began working the shaft into her mouth. When she had managed to get about half of it in, the guy in her pussy couldn't take any more and with a loud moan, pulled his cock out and began spraying his hot cum all over her stomach and pussy.

Linda had one hand wrapped around the cock she was sucking, so with the other she reached down and began rubbing the fresh cum into her skin. This seemed like a good time for me to change positions, so I stood up and got between her legs, sliding my cock into her with one swift motion. I just held it there for a minute and watched as she continued to try and take more of that big cock into her mouth. Linda would back out a little to catch her breath, then slide it in as far as she could, getting a little further each time. I held my cock still inside her until she'd managed to get the entire length into her mouth. Once she'd done this, she began sucking in earnest and I began to move quickly in and out, knowing that I wouldn't last long no matter what I did. I was way too turned on and figured I'd quickly be ready for a second round. Linda looked so incredibly hot with that big cock in her mouth and her breasts moving back and forth as I pushed and pulled. As I suspected, it didn't take very long before I was ready to cum. I wanted to pull out, but I didn't have the willpower and began cumming deep inside her. I stayed there for a few moments and watched her sucking and licking.

Every so often she would take it out, lick the underside, and then lick and suck on his balls. Reluctantly I withdrew and sat back to see what happened next. Did she have enough or was she able to keep going? Almost as if she'd read my thoughts, she pulled the cock from her mouth and stood up. I can't describe how sexy she looked with nothing on but a mask and high heels, glistening with a combination of sweat and cum. I figured she was going to get her things together and leave, but instead she moved the coffee table off to the side and guided the guy who she'd been sucking to lie on his back on the floor. Was Linda going to do what I thought she was going to do? Surely she wasn't going to try to put that huge cock in her pussy! To my amazement, Linda straddled him, reached between them to grab his cock, and began to rub the head between her lips. This alone seemed like it might make her orgasm, but she placed it at the entrance to her pussy and slowly it began to disappear inside her. The rest of us watched amazed as she worked this huge cock into her tight little pussy.

She went much faster than I would have expected, but still somewhat cautiously, steadily pushing further down onto it until she had the entire thing inside her. All three of us that had been watching this were rock hard again. The other two stood up and went over on either side of her to get some attention, but I wasn't sure she'd be able to do anything other than ride the monster that she was now straddling. Full of surprises, though, Linda reached out and took a cock in each hand and began to stroke them as she started to move up and down on the cock beneath her. Once she got into a steady rhythm, she began alternately sucking on the two cocks in her hands. I was amazed at her ability to do all these things at once. Not only did she do them well,but the closer she came to cumming, the more enthusiastic she got about sucking. But soon it was even too much for Linda to concentrate on and she released the two cocks in her hands and started to move quickly up and down as the guy beneath her met her thrust for thrust. Linda's moans echoed throughout the room as she reached her climax, causing the guy she was riding to reach his peak too.

They were a blur of movement as they both came at the same time, finally slowing to a halt. She lay down on his chest to recover for a moment, giving me an even better view of his still hard cock in her swollen, throbbing pussy. I stroked my own cock as I waited to see what would happen next. I'm sure she was nearly exhausted,but there were still three hard cocks hoping she wasn't done yet. After a few moments, Linda sat up slightly and began to withdraw his cock from her pussy. Their combined juices began to leak from her pussy and onto his balls. Instead of standing up, she moved off of him and kneeled beside him, then motioned for one of the guys she'd been sucking to come over to her mouth. She began to suck on his cock with the obvious intent of making him cum. I looked at her kneeling in front of me and was about to move in when the other guy beat me to it. He quickly slipped his cock into her drenched pussy and began to fuck her with the same rhythm that she was sucking with. I moved to the side and watched her tits swaying beneath her and Linda slid back and forth on these two cocks. Not surprisingly,it didn't take either of them long to cum. The guy in her mouth came first with a series of loud grunts. Linda tried to swallow it all, but some of it leaked out of her mouth and down her chin. A few moments later the guy in her pussy cried out and pulled his cock out just in time to shoot his cum all over her back and ass. Her arms gave out from under her leaving her kneeling there with her ass in the air and her pussy begging to be filled. I quickly moved into place behind her and slid my cock inside her with one quick motion. I thrust quickly back and forth, looking down to watch as my own cock slid in and out or her.

I could tell by her moans and motions that she still had another orgasm left in her. I tried to pace myself in the hope that we could finish together. Fortunately, Linda was just about there and I picked up my pace and thrust as deep as I could, knowing my balls were slapping against her clit. This time I vowed I'd pull out when I came, so as soon as she started to cum, I pulled my cock from her pussy and shot my hot cum all over her ass and pussy. Just to make sure she was satisfied, I rubbed the head of my cock over her clit and along her lips, smearing our cum all over her pussy and giving her another mini orgasm. Linda finally collapsed on the floor and we all sat there silently, amazed at what had just transpired. I looked at the movie still playing and suddenly thought it looked kind of tame. After we rested a bit, I helped her up and she went to the bathroom to clean up.

When Linda came back she put all of her stuff in her bag and put on only her coat. Linda went around the room and gave each of us a kiss on the head of our cocks. I gave her the $600 a big hug at the door, not wanting to arouse anyone suspicions, and was amazed that somehow the mask had stayed on the whole time. Linda slipped silently into the night and I returned to my guests. Someone finally spoke up and said how amazing that had been. Someone else agreed and asked if she could come back tomorrow. I said I'd call her and ask in the morning after she'd had some rest, but made them all promise that they'd never let mine or the grooms wife's find out what had happened at the party.

The Classmate

2009-02-13T00:26:00.001+02:00

This semester should be pretty easy, I thought as I scurried to find a decent parking space. Taking classes to obtain my Master's is fulfilling, although last semester had been quite a stretch. Two nights a week, three hours a night after working a full eight hours a day was becoming quite stressful. My husband, bless his heart, had understood, he always did. Michael was a very lovable man, the main reason I loved, married, and respected him although I daydream occasionally. The fantasies were occurring more often now though. Idle minds, you know. Michael wouldn't have to worry about not spending enough time with me this semester because I was taking only one class.

I found a spot right up front...I was glad I made it on time. I liked to make a good impression, especially the first day of class. As it turns out, I knew the professor, I had him a couple of semesters earlier and he seems to like me. I was sure I could pull an A out of this class. I walk in the lab; there were a couple of people that I recognized from previous classes so took a seat up front. At 32, my eyesight definitely isn't what it used to be. Then again, who wants to sit up front? Oh, there in the 3rd row was the perfect spot. I took a seat and began looking for the class website online.

As I surfed the internet, I noticed a new face walk in the class. Never seen her beforeI thought... I thought I knew everyone in this program. The woman took a seat across the row from me, nearly 4 workstations away. A strange feeling came over me, a feeling of loss, although I clearly had no vested interest in where this woman sat. At any rate, I returned my attention to the virtual online class the professor had created for the students. I turned and heard a soft voice whisper excuse me. Before I could turn, the woman sat down in the workstation next to me, her bookbag and purse thrown on the desk. I'm usually a very confident person, but I smiled and said hello with a coy shyness. The woman responded and returned a smile. Her eyes were light brown, strikingly beautiful. I only looked into them briefly. The woman listened intently as the professor introduced himself and covered the course syllabus.

How did you get into the website?, the woman asked. I whispered directions to allow the woman to view the information needed. I felt good that I could be helpful to this woman who at times seemed unfamiliar with navigating the page. I found that although I was happy the woman sat here, I was unsure and nervous when dealing with her. There was something warm and inviting about this woman who seemed a bit nervous herself. At any rate the class ended and we parted with a smile. Second week of class, I found myself excited to return...I would make a special effort to be nice to this woman. After all, nice never hurt... just keep your cool. I remembered a trick I had tried often on many men... look him in the eyes. Amy (formerly known as the woman) made a sarcastic remark about the professor. I responded with a big laugh. She slid her chair close, to show me an article she found...my heart beat a little faster. Surely she knows that this is uncomfortable I thought...after all, Amy was clearly in that inner circle of space that only those close to a person should invade. Amy seemed unaware of this fact, maybe she is just that type of person, very open, unaware, sensual even. Surely she doesn't know about these things and how they affect a person...or maybe she does.

Between the professor's boring lecture, she made smart remarks, quite funny. I gathered my nerve and during the next exchange, looked Amy directly in those big browns.... She quickly darted her eyes away...then back...then away again. Very confusing . Well, class is ending now...better call Michael to make sure he's ready to leave. I use the phone briefly, noticing that Amy has already left classroom. I pack my things and turn to find that Amy has backtracked...looks as if she needed to use the phone also. I tinker with my briefcase a minute and then decide to leave...but wait...Amy quickly gets off the phone. What's she up to? I wonder. Amy approaches me, making small talk. Although my car is easily accessible from the front entrance, I decide to walk with her the long way, just to entertain myself. I like this woman. It makes me uneasy. Extremely talkative, brown-eyed and a bit spacey, Amy gave off warmth that I could not resist. She's probably this way with everyone, I mean, look how she talks in class. She will have a conversation with just about anybody on just about anything. Naturally outgoing Amy...no need to read anything into that right?

Tuesday night cannot come quick enough. I get to class right on time. Amy's already there talking up a storm. It seems that the professor will be late this time. We have an hour to spare. Amy and I talk about the presentation she needs to give next week. We take time to go outside and talk about our jobs, families and even plans for the future. I like this woman...I'm attracted to her mental energy...physically, I'm attracted also. We talk a lot over the next couple of weeks. Email daily, sometimes discussing work issues, other times just to say hello. I find myself thinking of a reason to talk with her. I notice also, that she asks for advice that's work-related, but she asks for information she could have easily gotten elsewhere. Finally, I get the nerve. I have an idea, I say. Let's get together this weekend to discuss our projects...I'll be fun yet productive! Sure she replies. Do you want to come to my house? I live alone so we should have plenty of peace and quiet That'll be great! How about Saturday? What time? I said Make it around 2:00 unless you have something better to do! Amy suggests.

I show up at her house around 2:30...she seemed so happy to see me. With bookbag on my arm, I said hello to her Persian cat and commented on her beautiful home. Her home was very warm and inviting much like her personality...bright colors and lots of plants and comfortable places to be. She gave me a tour of the house. Here's the den...I spend most of my time here wishing I wasn't single she laughed. Oh Amy, you shouldn't worry about that, with your looks and great personality, you'll find a man without a problem. I commented. Well, I don't know Amy remarked, After all, I'm 30 now...I'll be an old maid soon. I'm happy though, I'd just like to spend time with someone...good friends like you make it easier, but I could also use a little sex! Hey, well...you know...I can't help you there! I blushed. She looked at me with a small grin on her face, coming closer while moving a strand of my hair from my brow. Come on now she purred, her mouth only inches from mine. Are u sure there's nothing you can do? She laughed.

My heart is beating really fast now...I can't believe she is coming on to me. Oh God, don't let me mess this up. I've wanted this woman for weeks now. Take a deep breath, calm down, be cool, think of something sexy. I swallow really hard and look at her. She is just about the sexiest thing on earth at this moment. I regain my composure and decide to call her bluff. Don't play with me woman I whisper in her ear as I lean against her, leveraging myself against the kitchen countertop. You don't know what you're getting yourself into I've known she said while staring into my full mouth. You and I both know you're not here for homework she whispers. I kiss her neck...lightly at first. Then her ear and under her chin. I can smell her, clean, fresh with a slight musk that could only be her body chemistry. As I kiss the top of her chest, just above her breast, I hear her grasp for breath. When I look up into her eyes, I notice her lip trembling slightly. Is this desire or fear? I don't want her to be afraid of this or to feel any pressure. Are you sure you want this. You can tell me to stop at any time Amy. I mean it, Jesus, you're shaking I say, grabbing her hand. I'm sorry she explained. I may be in over my head. I've had fantasies of you and I together but I must confess that I have no idea what I'm doing here Hey, come on now...this is me you're talking to. We are friends no matter what, you know. I want you more than life itself right now but I have no problem doing without this if its best for you or our friendship. Don't be silly Amy replies. I'm a big girl, I can handle it. Just promise me nothing will change between us. I love having you as a friend.

I take her hand and put it around my waist. She hugs me from behind as I lead her to the bed. Millions of thoughts run through my head. I love this woman; I feel so close to her. I want to share myself with her and to reassure her that what I feel for her could never totally manifest itself physically...our physical relationship will only be a symptom of what we truly feel for each other. As she reclines on the bed, I bend over her, gathering her hands above her head. I kiss her small mouth, gently at first, adding my tongue only when invited. My God, the smell of this woman is intoxicating. As I undo her shirt, she looks at me and smiles. I see that she is relaxing now...willing and ready to experience the pleasure I have in store for her. I unbutton her bra to reveal ripe full breasts. I lick her nipple and she responds with a mumbled groan. As I manipulate it with my tongue, I feel the excitement she is obviously giving herself to. I go lower, lower, across her belly. As I remove her pants, I put my lips on her thigh and decide to kiss my way back up to her stomach. When I pass the area around her groin, her body responds...unable to remain still. Muscles tense at the pleasure to come. I decide not to torture her and remove her underwear. Bye I use my hand to lightly touch the hair atop her sweet pussy. A mixture of blonde brown soft hair covering her clit as if to hide the treasure. I use my finger to gently glide over her pussy lips, occasionally slipping inside to feel her wetness. I'm so excited now I must kiss her mouth once more. I give her a long stroking kiss...one meant to show her how serious this was.

This is your last chance baby I breathe into her breasts as I lower myself further. She responds by kissing my mouth, then my breasts with such intensity, I know that she wants exactly what I want. As I part her vaginal lips with my tongue, I decide that she is has the sweetest taste I've ever known. I use my tongue to circle her clit several times while my fingers enter her. Only one finger at first, slowly, gently, moving in and out, feeling her inside. I finally use my full lips to gently grasp her red, swollen, clit and give it a slight tug, touching its tip with the tip of my tongue. As I release her, I use my tongue to lick upwards, from her pussy back up to her clit using a slow swirling motion. I'm so overwhelmed at how giving her pleasure is exciting me. Her hands grasp the bed with white knuckles as she cries out. Oh God...Oh God...what are you doing to me? I knew you would be like this...AAAhhhhhhh.... Oh Baby. Don't stop...please, she cries, barely audible over the sounds of my mouth plunging into her wetness.

She is so wet right now...I use my tongue and lift my head an inch above her pussy. A string of her wetness connects the tip of my tongue to her clitoris. I can sense that this will end soon. I choose to leave her clit and to use my long tongue to enter her. As I slip my tongue into her wetness, she forcefully grabs my hair and pulls, raising herself. What follows is a frantic mesh of my enjoying the very taste and smell of her.At times, she pulls my head into her, as if to devour me within herself and at other times, she tries to push me away, but my hold on her buttocks give her no relief. She cries out in a mixture of agony and pleasure. Finally,she flexes her body and I feel that she is near. I use my fingers to enter her one last time as she screams in pure ecstasy. I feel her walls spasm against my moving fingers, slowly caressing her inside, extending her pleasure. I hate to be crude but what a great fuck she has turned out to be! Her hair clings to her perspiring forehead and dewy wetness cover her entire body. As I move off her, she follows as if attached, pinning me to the bed and straddling me naturally. I'm surprised at her assertiveness although I'm somewhat amused. She giggles a bit as I playfully squeeze her ass, taking time to examine how perfectly her hips lead to her thigh. She's not one of those Ally McBealish chicks, this is a real woman. Strong, yet soft, clean and natural. I could love her if it was allowed.

Not ready to give up control, I decide that my next move's reward would be greater than its risk. You see, she was right...I'd had no intention on working on some project when I arrived today. I playfully buck her off me, in an effort to go into the next room, promising to return with nourishment. I slip on my sweat pants and T-shirt and head into the next room while she is in the bathroom. I grab a Coke and chips from the kitchen and decide that the strap-on hidden in my bag would be her next delight. I carefully put it on, covering it with my sweatpants. Before she emerges from the bathroom, I'm back in bed hiding the surprise I have for her next. She jumps back into bed gleefully thanking me for my help with her problem. My desire is building for this woman as we talk and laugh, eating chips and kissing crumbs from each other's lips. She doesn't even notice the dildo I've attached...I'm waiting for the right approach. I finally get the balls to ask Amy, really, do you trust me? Sure I do...I care about you a lot and I know you care about me she replies. Good because I'm here for you, you know. I know we joke and play a lot but this friendship is very important to me. Even when you find Mr. Right, I want us together. Amy you deserve to be happy...I'll be whatever you need me to be to make that happen I knew I loved you for some reason. I was drawn to you the very first day. That's why I switched my seat in class she whispered as she joined her lips to mine. I need to be with you again she pleaded as she lifted herself above me.

I felt the time was right, struggling to keep a clear head as she gently sucked my nipples. I have something for you I said as I removed the sweatpants, revealing the big life-like dildo I'd brought along with me. Jeez Yoli...u tryin to kill me or something she laughed throatily. Not hardly sweetie. I want to make love to you, not fuck you. I trust you Yoli...you haven't let me down so far. Have your way with me she said with a smile. As I lay her on her back, I continue to kiss and caress her. She gets excited, zealously kissing my arms, my side, and almost any part of me available to her. I use my finger to touch gently inside her pussy...I need to gage whether or not she is ready. My ring finger slides inside her with ease, passing the test. I move the cock into position, taking care to enter her slowly and effortlessly. She stares directly into my eyes, and I carefully watch her expression. I feel her tense a bit, as the long cock rests against her cervix. I whisper in her ear to reassure her. I won't hurt you. I love you baby, I swear Slowly I move in and out of her, making sure that each stroke is long, purposeful, causing her body to writhe and move with my thrusts. Our bodies move in perfect sync and I hold her against me placing my arm in the small of her back, my head buried in her chest. This feeling is so powerful...watching her, knowing that I'm having this effect on her. She can barely respond as I question her, begging to know what she feels. I don't want this to end...its so intense.

I have to break away to shift my position and to keep my sanity. I lift her to me, bracing my arm across her back. She momentarily cries out as the big dick plunges into her because of the new positioning. She's on top now, in full control. She adjusts her position, using her thighs to gage the depth of the tool. I'm sitting up now with my head staring into her chest and she moves wantonly above me. I lick and kiss each breast while she powerfully works toward her orgasm. As the feelings intensify, she wraps her arms around my shoulders, hugging me like a frightened child. I use my hands to support her, holding her steady by her waist as she moves up and down in rhythm. Finally, she pushes against my shoulders, bending herself back, as she surrenders to the deepest of emotions. I hold her tightly as she cries, digging her short nails deep into my back. As the motion subsides, she slowly rocks above me, whimpering and kissing my forehead. I look up to find her eyes full of tears.

Are you all right Amy? I asked with deep concern. I'm more than all right. I can't believe how you make me feel. Oh God, don't let me be a lesbian she jokes. I don't think you're a lesbian, not that there's anything wrong with that. We're friends and we've been intimate. There's nothing to be ashamed of I respond. We lay together exhausted from our tryst. I lay my head on her chest just above her heart. I want to stay here forever, but that's not feasible. I need to get home. I have to go Amy. I've lost track of time. I explain. You can't go now. I've done nothing to satisfy you she replies while caressing my abdomen. I am satisfied...being with you satisfies me. Maybe next time, when we have more time. I can't get enough of you Yoli. Promise me you'll be my friend forever. She says as I slip on my pants and shirt. I tuck my hair behind my ear and lean over her on the bed kissing her mouth gently, then the tip of her
nose.

BEST FRIENDS

2008-11-30T13:15:00.000+02:00

We had been hanging out all day just chillin since it was our last day of the convention and we were miles away from home. My best friend Sylvia and I always hung out but we rarely got a chance to go away together without our husbands' and families. We were leaving one of the coolest little jazz spots I had ever been to. Many drinks later we headed back to the hotel room. It wasn't late but we wanted to get back to the hotel room to relax a little on our last night away.
As we were walking to the hotel talking and laughing walking arm in arm, I was checking out my best friend. She is really hot. She always has been. We have been friends for more than 20 years and there is no other friend in the world that I trust more than her. She's taller than my 5'4 by 2 inches and she's beautiful. Shoulder length hair that's a bit wavy, almond shaped dark brown eyes, full sensuous lips, a hint of a dimple in her right cheek and a gorgeous warm honey brown complexion. She's also voluptuous! DD's curvy, with a nice round soft ass. I've often wondered what it would be like to be naked with her but in all the years we'd been friends strangely, that conversation had never come up. Oh we talked about sex alright but never same sex or anything relating to us in that aspect. I have had fantasies about her on more than one occasion but I dared never tell her for fear of pushing her away. We have shared the same bed, dressed together, and just layed around all over each other but nothing sexual had ever transpired between us.

Not until that evening.
Once we reached the hotel we stopped to order some wine sent up to our suite. We walked to the elevator laughing and talking feeling buzzed and happy. There were a few people waiting but not very many. When the door opened the car was empty and we went to the back of the elevator. On the next floor there was a huge crowd waiting and everyone that could, crammed in front of us. My best friend is very protective of me. She always has been for reasons unclear to me but without complaint on my end. She reached over to pull me closer and in front of her and instinctively I went. On the next floor two more people insisted on squeezing into that elevator car and everyone pressed that much closer together. Sylvia had her hand on my side right below my waist. As the last two people got on she pulled me tight against her. A shiver quickly shot through me! I could feel her wonderful breast against my back and her pelvic bone against my ass. I think I pressed into her unconsciously and to my surprise I thought I felt her push into me as well. Just then, her fingers started to rub me lightly. It really could have been nothing more than reflex but it didn't feel quite that way. She pulled me tighter. I went into her willingly. I could feel her heart racing and her breathing pattern changed. So did mine.

We only had to ride up five floors to our suite but I swear it took an eternity to get there! A few people got off on the next few floors and Sylvia and I could have put some distance between us but neither of us moved an inch. When at last we made it to our floor I stepped away from her reluctantly and it seemed as though she reluctantly let me go. We made our way to our suite in silence and that in and of itself was very strange to us. We were always talking or laughing or venting about something to each other. We very rarely had silent moments together. Unless we were engrossed in a movie and we were absolutely not watching a movie at that point.
We reached the door neither of us speaking and neither of us looking at each other. I felt strange and nervous and Sylvia's hands were trembling slightly as she swiped the card to open the door. The room was cool and inviting and I was glad to be in it. I also desperately needed a drink to calm my nerves. We had a bottle of champagne left in the fridge and I headed straight for it. Sylvia said nothing. I tried to change this awkward direction we seemed to be taking by joking about how thirsty the ride in that hot and crowded elevator had made me. I kept my back turned the whole time for fear that if Sylvia looked close enough she would see the blatant desire all over my face and deep in my eyes. I didn't know what was going through her mind and I was afraid to ask. Soon enough however, I found out.

As I was chatting incessantly and filling glasses for both of us I suddenly felt her behind me. I turned slowly to see her standing there staring. Quiet and almost somber she was. I handed her the glass and we raised them in a toast and drank. I swallowed it all in one gulp and was reaching for the bottle for another one when at that moment Sylvia reached for me. She stepped closer to me and reaching down lifted my chin up to her face. In that instant, nothing more needed to be said. She leaned down to kiss me and I opened my mouth to kiss her back. Her lips were soft, warm and moist. She sucked my tongue into her mouth and I let her. Then I did the same to her. That did it. We both melted into each other and kissed deeply and passionately for a good five minutes. It felt like years of sexual tension was finally being shed. We both knew that we were going to the next level.

I reached up and cupped her breast in my hands and they felt exactly the way I knew they would. Soft yet firm and I could feel her nipples through her clothes. They were hard and I was ready to taste them. To taste her. To feel her against me in the most intimate way. I had never had sex outside of my marriage and neither had Sylvia that I knew of and although a part of me felt really guilty, I couldn't stop. Nor did I want to. I had to have this woman and if it never happened again in life I would always have this one night in herstory. I both loved Sylvia and lusted for her and if she wanted me this way I was not turning back! As I ran my fingers across her nipples I felt her shudder and we both moaned into each others mouths. She reached down and gripped and squeezed my ass and pulled me into her. I could feel her pelvis bone grind into my clit and I almost lost my cool! It was wonderful and she felt wonderful. Just as I had imagined she would. She must have sensed my weakening because she broke the kiss to look down at me and smile. Then she whispered I love you so much and I have wanted you for so long. I told her that I felt the same way and had for quite sometime. We smiled and kissed again while in a very hard close embrace. At that moment there was a knock on the door.
Room Service a voice called. Shit! we both said in unison and laughed out loud. The laughter felt good. It also felt right.

Sylvia went to the door picking up her purse and kicking off her heels at the same time. I watched her glide across the floor as I had done so many times in the past twenty years but this time was different. I watched her with a proprietary feel. I was going to have this woman naked in bed making love to me and me to her in a matter of minutes and I felt a sense of urgency and pride that I could not begin to explain. My heart was racing and my panties were wet. My pussy was trembling and my nipples were on fire. I needed her badly. I heard the door close and saw Sylvia walking towards me and I realized that I must have been daydreaming. She noticed it too and she simply leaned down to plant a soft kiss on my closed lips. She sat the wine on the counter, took me by the hand and lead me to the bed. We stood there as she ran her hands up and down my body. She touched me everywhere. My breasts, my ass, my thighs, my pussy all at once. My head was spinning and my knees were weak. I moaned loudly and instantly clothes started flying off. We couldn't get undressed fast enough for either of us. I wanted her in the worse way! No more playing around. I wanted to touch her, and taste her and feel her body pressed to mine. I wanted to hear the sounds she made when touched and tasted and cumming. I was on fire!

We fell onto the bed kissing and exploring each others' bodies with our hands and tongues. She tasted faintly of the almond lotion that she favors and her skin was like velvet against mine. I knew this would be a long night. I had much to explore and I wanted to savor every precious moment! She whispered to me You are so sexy she smiled. I have always wondered what it would be like to have you in my bed. I told her she was about to find out and rolled over on top of her. I slid down the length of her long beautiful body planting kisses and light nibbles all the way down feeling, touching, and tasting every inch of her and trying to emblazon all of her in my mind forever. She was delicious. Her nipples were hard and round and I sucked them as if they contained all the sustenance I needed in life. I squeezed and sucked and she moaned louder and louder. That both pleased and drove me. I kissed my way down her luscious body and stuck my tongue in her navel kissing there, Sucking. My hands trailed down to her now sopping wet pussy and I slipped my fingers gently inside of her. She moaned loudly and called my name. I rose up to kiss her while still fingering her hot, wet pussy softly. She clutched me tightly and mewled into my open mouth sucking my tongue deep into her throat.

I want to taste you baby I whispered sliding down her body again. I positioned myself between her legs and ran my tongue flat against her slit. I breathed in deep to bask in the smell of her. I ran my tongue up and down her slit for a few minutes listening to her whispered cries of joy then I sucked her fat clit into my mouth and sucked on it for a second or two before inserting my fingers once again into her wet and waiting pussy. This time I wasn't so gentle. I wanted to fuck her brains out. I wanted to make her scream and cry all at once. I fucked her with my fingers and ran my tongue flat up and down her slit and sucked her clit into my mouth and the same time. She gyrated and bucked wildly and her cries grew more insistent and became louder. I got wetter and hotter by the moment. I was slowly losing control. She was turning me on like I've never been turned on before and I felt that I was on the brink of explosion! Just when I felt she was starting to cum she reached down and pulled me up on top of her. She gripped my ass and pulled me down so that my wet clit and pussy was mashed against her hot wet pussy. The feeling was electric! We both cried out loudly and our mouths came together in a fury of tongues and lips and spit. She was kneading my ass as I ground into her and she ground up into me. I could hear the wet sloshing as our juices mingled. Our clits were sliding against each other. Our breasts were mashed together. I was in ecstasy and was going higher. We were grinding faster and harder. It was as if we were trying to fuse our bodies together becoming one entity. Just as I was about to explode she rolled me over.

Not yet she whispered. I want to taste your pussy. I moaned. Do what you want baby I said. The pussy is yours. Taste me. Love me. Fuck me! I almost screamed. The thought of her mouth on my hot, quivering pussy was making me crazy.
She kissed down my body the way I had done to her earlier. Slowly and deliberately she made her way down my body kissing and nibbling all the way. Leaving a light wet trail as she went. She squeezed my breasts and nipples as she continued down the length of my body with her tongue. Once she got to my pussy she covered it with her entire mouth. Sylvia ate my pussy like a five course meal! Oh God! I screamed out loud. Eat my pussy baby. Taste me. Suck it! Suck it hard! I screamed. She obliged with gusto. At that moment she stuck her fingers deep into my pussy and fucked me hard and fast never removing her mouth from me just as I had done to her before. I felt my juices flowing freely now. I wanted so badly to come but again Sylvia had other ideas. She pulled her fingers out of my dripping pussy and sucked them into her mouth. I moaned and trembled at the sight. She slid her long, luscious body atop of mine and we were grinding pussies and clits again. We enjoyed this most of all. I wanted her deep in me. One with me. I reached down between us and spread my pussy lips open and whispered to her to do the same then we pressed our wide open pussies together. Shit! That was it! She ground down hard on top of me, I ground up hard into her, I reached up and grabbed one of her breast and sucked her nipple hard into my hungry mouth my other hand squeezing and kneading her soft round ass and trying to pull her inside of me. She looked down at me with those beautiful dark eyes and suddenly I saw a tear. My mouth met hers our tongues slashing and jabbing. I felt a tear of my own. I was making passionate love with my best friend and I was loving it and needing it! She reached under me and grabbed my ass to pull me closer. We were grinding harder now, faster. I felt her start to stiffen and I in turn stiffened with her. She pulled back and we looked deep into each others' eyes.
Cum to meI said. I am she said. I going to cum all over your hot wet juicy pussy she whispered. Your pussy is so fucking good I cried. I'm cumming with you baby! We were both panting and moaning loudly now. Tears streaming. It was so fucking good! Her pussy was so fucking good to me I knew I would get as much of it as I wanted tonight. She whimpered. She was starting to come. That pushed me over the top. Now I was cumming to! I was cumming hard and I felt our juices running down the crack of my ass. The sloshing sound our pussies made got louder. My senses were in a heightened state and I was going over the edge. We came in unison fast and hard. The buildup had not prepared me for what was happening to my head my heart my body and my soul. I was in another zone! I grabbed her head and brought her lips to mine. As our orgasms started to subside we both went limp. She lay on top of me panting hard and I lay beneath her doing the same. I felt like a whole new woman and I knew that our night had only just begun…….

emily's strange tale

2008-01-27T23:49:00.002+02:00

Emily used her hands to cover her face as she cried and begged. "Pleaseee! Abby Pleaseeee! I couldn't help it. He had me so excited that he was doing it before I realized it. Pleaseeee don't be upset. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." "Not as sorry as you're going to be. Now turn over!" Abby demanded sternly as she pulled at Emily's shoulder. With Emily laying on her stomach crying into the pillow, Abby quickly reached under the corner of the bed and brought out a leather wrist cuff. The cuff was attached to the corner-post of the massive headboard of the bed. Taking Emily's right arm she pulled the girl's wrist to the cuff locking it. After cuffing the left wrist, she slapped Emily's ass with her open palm ordering her harshly. "Raise up you little nypho slut bitch. I want to put these pillows under you.

" Emily used her knees and dutifully obeyed as she again pleaded "Pleassee darling don't. It won't happen again." Abby stuffed the pillows under the sobbing girl's hips and stomach. Then she went to the foot of the bed where she spread the bound girl's legs wide apart before attaching cuffs to her ankles. She chuckled to herself as she stood and watched Emily clench her buttocks in a vain attempt to make her ass a smaller target. Reaching down Abby opened a large antique oak trunk, rummaging around inside she pulled out a black razor strap. Letting the trunk lid slam shut she held the leather strip up with both hands. Emily still crying and begging was peering over her shoulder trying to focus her tear filled eyes on what Abby had in her hands.

There were things in that chest that she was deathly afraid to have applied to her body. Some of Abby's punishment and discipline toys could really hurt and do serious damage if applied to harshly. She knew Abby loved her and would never do anything to damage or permanently scar her. She was always fearful of being disfigure while being whipped, she couldn't help it. It was something that always flooded her mind just before a session began. Abby raised the strap up to shoulder height then swung it downward with her right arm, it landed with a loud crack on Emily's right thigh. Pain exploded inside the girl's head and she screamed out and jerked upward in her bonds. In a flash Abby was around the bed and had her hand clamped over the girl's mouth. As she continued to struggle Abby calmly ask, "Do I have to gag you?" Emily frantically shook her head no. She hated gags, especially the one that was shaped like a man's penis. Their toy box only contained two of the devices.

She remembered the day Abby brought it home. Abby had purchased the cock gag as a joke telling her: "It's for those times when I miss and hit your delicious little puss instead of your inner thigh's. With this filling your sweet mouth the neighbors won't call the police," she had laughed. Making Emily hold and feel the hard black rubber device she continued. "I don't think I'll have to use it often, darling. You should certainly know I seldom miss what I aim for. Besides I only punish and discipline you because I love you. By spanking and punishing you I show you how much I care about you. Now let's see how this black monster fits?" Taking the gag she tapped Emily's pouting lips with it's fat black head. Playfully Abby commanded. "Open wide and I'll ease it in so that we can properly adjust the straps." Closing her eyes, Emily's lips trembled and quivered. Meekly her sensuous lips slowly parted and she opens her mouth wide. Abby smiles at her lover submission.

Carefully she inserts the gag letting it slide along the girl's tongue making sure she does not choke. Giggling she request "Now say Ah for the nice lady doctor." Emily is frozen with fear. Breathing heavily through her nose Emily she is relieved went the rubber head did not touch the back of her throat. At first she was apprehensive and almost panic stricken until she realized the shaft was not choking her. It merely fill her mouth and made speaking impossible. Abby quickly tightened and adjusted the head straps then eased the saliva soaked phallus from her mouth. Seeing the fright in the girl's eyes she quickly kissed her saying.

"This tiny black dick is a joke darling. The only thing I want to stuff down you throat is my tongue." She then French kiss Emily taking her breath away. The penis gag had been in the chest with the rest of their toys ever since that day and was never mentioned again. Emily was now terrified that Abby would choose the penis gag. Keeping her hand in place Abby stared into the girl pleading blue eyes then spoke. "As you wish but if you scream too loudly I will silence you and double your punishment. You have been warned now! Do you want to reconsider the gag?" Again Emily shook her head no.

She did not want to be gagged nor did she want the neighbors or anyone to know that her lover was whipping her for letting a male put a hickey on her. It was humiliating and shameful enough that she submitted herself to Abby but to have someone know of her submission. It would be too much, she would just die of embarrassment, she thought. She told herself she would groan, beg and plead but not scream. She never wanted to have that black cock in her mouth again and a real flesh and blood penis was out the question. Abby could cut off her clitoris and sew up her slit but she would rather die than perform orally for a male. Abby drew her tear soaked hand away cautiously expecting to hear more pleading. The young girl did not speak but a shudder passed down her body from head to toe. Abby traced her quivering lips with her finger tip then commanded.

"Kiss the razor strap and ask me to give you the punishment that you deserve." Abby brought the three inch wide black strap to within an inch of Emily's still trembling lips. Straining her neck forward Emily's lips touched the supple leather. Looking up at her lover she took a deep breath then spoke rapidly in one long breath. "I very humbly beg you pardon for allowing a male to mark me and I promise you....." A pair of stinging slaps to the ass interrupted her: "That's not the only reason you're being disciplined. You were going to conceal your little passion mark from me. You purposely left that little episode out when you described how that man fucked you. Now begin again. Ask for forgiveness and your punishment like the good little girl I've trained you to be." Chocking back her sobs Emily docilely resumed: "I beg your pardon for allowing a male to mark me and for not tell you and showing you immediately upon my return home... and ... and... I going to submit with gratitude and docility to the discipline which I justly deserve.

Please darling punish me as severely as you think best. I pray that I learn from this correction. I will never try to conceal or hide anything from you ever again. Please punish me now!" Having uttered what she hoped was appropriate she burst out with a plea for mercy. "Oh, darling, take pity on me, don't be to severe .... I was going to show and tell you about the hickey, I swear." Abby stood and picked up the strap lying next to the tear streaked face. Bending down she kiss Emily's damp cheek then moved down and brushed her lips over the twin hillock's of white flesh. The skin of Emily thigh was tinged a faint shade of pink from the earlier stroke of the strap. But the skin on her buttocks was a creamy snowy white and unblemished, the swats from her hand having already faded.

To Abby, Emily was most appealing and sexy when she had tears in her eyes and welts on bottom. Straighting up Abby could feel her nipples harden at the thoughts of what was about to happen. Her clit was tingling and her pussy lips were starting to swell and separate with her growing excitement. Soon those beautiful full buttocks would be bright red and burning with painful stripes and welts. As would be the backs of her thighs and especially the tender sensitive inner thighs. Emily would learn, you hide absolutely nothing! Emily's bottom twitching in terrified anticipation of the first stroke of her whipping. She had secretly wished for this a few minutes ago but now that it was a reality it was a different matter. She told herself this is what she deserves and if she submitted it would prove her love for Abby and not a man. Abby brought the strap down with considerable strength across the naked globes of Emily's delectable rounded butt.

The lash marked the snowy white cheeks with a bright red splotch. Abby's clit grew as her slit started to glisten with her sweet nectar. Emily mouth open wide but she suppressed her overwhelming desire to scream. Instead she arched up pulling at her bonds then flattened herself back to the bed and piteously groaned: "Ohhh it hurts so, pardon, pardon. I'll never do it again ... never again ... Ohh have mercy. ... Ouuuuuueeeee!!! Ouuuuuueeee Arrrrch Ohhh!" Within minutes Emily's ass and thighs were fiery red and welts crisscrossed the once creamy smooth skin. Her ass was dancing all around as her hips weaved and gyrated in every direction her bonds would allow. Her face was now buried in the pillow and only the muffled shrieks of anguish and pleas for leniency could be heard above the sound of leather meeting naked flesh. Her buttocks would clench and unclench as the lashes landed. Abby noticed that Emily's dainty pink pucker anus, open and closed with each spasm of pain. "Yes!!" Abby thought to herself "her bunghole is cute, quite pretty really and yet so dainty and small.

Emily will definitely undergo Anal Training starting tomorrow she decided." She could just picture Emily down on all fours, her thighs slightly spread and her hands holding her own ass cheeks widely apart. She would be obediently begging for anal intercourse from her Mistress. She remember seeing a rectal section in one of those porno shops on Second Avenue last month. If anyone would have the equipment for Emily's Anal Training, they would. She would go and see what they had. As her pussy contracted and quivered with a mini orgasm she knew she wanted to feel Emily's lips and velvet tongue paying homage to own nether region again. The feeling of a tongue pushing past her sphincter and into her anal canal had been highly sensual and erotic. The heat that the strap was producing in Emily's ass was affecting her tits and cunt. Her nipples were now erect, her pussy was flooded with her juices and her clitoris was ready to explode. Her internal muscles were contracting on the tampon deep inside her. It was if the tampon was a man's dick or the dildo that she and Abby loved to use on each other.

She was on the verge of orgasm when Abby suddenly stopped whipping her. Squirming and wriggling around she tried desperately to achieve the climax she was so close too. Abby also could tell that the girl was aroused sexually but she knew that if Emily orgasmed the lesson she wanted to convey could be lost in the ecstasy and bliss of cumming. Yes she would mark Emily but not with a hickey. She wanted her love to freely consent to wear her marks. Perhaps a tattoo or body piercing, she had seen pictures showing gold rings piercing nipples and vagina lips in magazines. But first pregnancy then even more intensive training for her lover. She now wanted their relationship to go far beyond just having Emily as her submissive lesbian mate. She wanted Emily to be her slave.

A slave who would obey her every whim. It would take time. She knew that Emily was naturally submissive and already deeply in love with her. She wanted to test the girl's submissive limits and her own ability to total dominate someone. With the right approach and patience training Emily would eagerly obey any command no matter how shameful or humiliating it was. Her pregnancy would be the start of this new dimension for their relationship. Bringing the strap down one last time Abby aimed between the jutting bottomcheeks for the pink-lipped orifice framed by the silken thatch of golden pubic hair. The last stroke was to be directly on Emily's pussy.

That would show her to whom she belonged. At having her pussy hit Emily was unable to control herself any longer. She shrieked and screamed at the top of her lungs while trying to break her restraining bonds. Intense shock register itself in her consciousness as she desperately tried to clamp her thighs shut as indescribable searing pain swept through her cunt. Weeping tearfully, Emily somehow found her voice and implored her lover. "NO! No! Not there! Pleaseeeeee ... Not My Puss ... I can't take it. Ohhhh! It HURTS! IT HURTS SO MUCH! ANYWHERE BUT THERE!" Tossing the razor strap onto the closed chest Abby announced: "I'm going out! While I'm gone I want you to meditate on why you were whipped, I'll be back later to untie you. But first kiss my hand and thank me for taking the time and trouble to disciple you." Sobbing uncontrollably, Emily repeatedly kissed the hand presented to her. While the girl continued to sob and kiss her hand, Abby admonished her in a soft voice saying. "Hush! Hush now, it's all over.

I forgive and pardon you. I know you want let it happen again. I love you my darling that why I punish you, because I love you. You love me to don't you?" "YES! YES! Abby I do" she whimpered. Abby gently kiss her forehead saying "That's why you submit to me isn't it my baby." Emily could only nod her head as she continued to sob. Abby caressed and fondled the girl's silken tresses until she was could speak again. Sniffling Emily began to slowly mumbled. "I thank you for the trouble you have taken in whipping me." With tears trickling from her eyes again Emily sobbed out begging. "Darling don't go, I want to show you how much I love you. I will hide nothing from you ever again. PLEASEEEE STAY, I need you to hold me!" Draping a blanket over the still bound and naked Emily, Abby put on a pair of jeans and a man's flannel shirt. Pulling on her suede boots, she went to the closet for her black leather coat. She stopped at the door and looked back at the softly sobbing figure on the bed. Turned off the lights she spoke softly saying.

"I'll be back soon and we'll talk." A moment later the front door of the apartment could be heard closing. Emily continued to cry softly in the darkened room after Abby left. Her ass and the backs of her thighs still radiating heat. It was a prickly burning heat that she wanted to sooth away with her hands. What bothered her the most was not the anguish she felt in her abused welted buttocks and thighs but her cunt. Her pussy throbbed with pain yet her clit was erect, still tingling with aroused excitement. She want to CUM; to reach a climax but how? She was still securely restrained. At first she frantically tried to stimulate herself to orgasm by grinding and rotating her pelvis and hips into the pillows stuffed beneath her. She tried rubbing her stiff nipples against the rough texture of the bed spread. She contracted her cunt muscles squeezing the tampon.

Nothing seemed to working. Frustrated at not achieving her goal of sexual release, Emily began to struggle against her bonds. She hoped to slip her hand from the cuffs which held her. Panting and exhausted she gave up trying to free herself. Slowly she resigned herself that she would not be permitted to reach an orgasm until Abby allowed it. She went limp sobbing and whimpering "Abby, Oh Abby my love, I wish you were here. I would show you how much I love you. I will do anything to prove my love, just ask and I will obey instantly without question. Anything darling! Anything at all, as long as you love me. I am yours Abby darling. I will be whatever you want me to be. I love you Abby. I love you, I DO! I DO!" Abby was relieved when no cops pounced on her when she opened the apartment door to leave. She was frighted that one of the neighbors might have called the police, Emily last scream had been ear shattering. She should have insisted on the gag but then she would not have heard the begging and pleading which she loved.

The quiver in Emily's voice and her shrieks and pleas were music to her ears just like her tears were a joy to see. Disciplining and punishing the girl always aroused her and made her hot and horny. Knowing that she was the one who decorated that lovely body with stripes and welts inevitably made her nipples swell to hard little points and her pussy slick and wet with desire. Shaking her head Abby mutter to herself. "Something has to be done." Slave Training Emily in the apartment could land her behind bars, and with the baby where would they put everything? Moving wouldn't fix the problem. There could be nosy inquisitive do-gooder neighbors who could report her to the authorities. Building or buying were the only solutions.

They could easily afford to build or buy a house. She had invested most of her salary and the income from her trust-fund. Her portfolio of stocks, bonds and securities was now worth in excess of three hundred and fifty thousand. Yes, buying a house would fit her plans perfectly. A secluded house would give her the privacy and the room she would need for dominating her lover so completely. A house with a large unfinished basement would be ideal. The basement could be made into an almost soundproof punishment-training chamber. It could be decorated and equipped with bondage and S/M paraphernalia. The instruments of pain and pleasure, Abby had always dreamed and fantasized of having and using on a willing slave. The house could be an added reward for getting pregnant.

She had already told Emily that she could quit her job as soon as a medical doctor pronounced her with child. Having her own home would make Emily deliriously happy and all the more enthusiastic and eager to bear her a child. Starting the car Abby headed toward Second Avenue, if a man wanted to fuck her baby's ass before he impregnated her, so be it. She had taken Emily's maidenhead with her strap on dildo. Now she would be the one to take her little darling anal cherry too. The thoughts of her fucking that tight firm ass was making her panties moist. She could have kicked herself for not getting into this ass and anal stuff a lot sooner. It had just never occurred to her that buttock's and rectum's were such erogenous places. She could see all sort's of possibilities for her and Emily in this area for the future. She would stretch and enlarge Emily nether hole over the coming days until she was at her next fertile peak. Then send her out again.

This time ready for butt-fucking if necessary in order to get her pregnant and ready for enslavement into the world of Dominance and Submission. She also wanted to see just how servile, humble and obedient Emily would become in regard to her pink pucker anus and bottom-cheeks. Their ass playing early made her realize just how sensitive her own ass was. She was not sure she wanted to be sodomized herself but it was something she might consider someday. If Emily could be made to commit this ultimate act of intimacy could she live out another fantasy and piss on her or better yet make the girl drink her urine? Abby didn't know if her dominate nature would allow her to go that far but she was optimistic and hopeful that she had what it would take.

Abby gripped the steering wheel tightly as she realized she was panting for breath and that her body had begun to shiver. Dropping a hand between her thighs she cupped her crotch and tried to massage and stroke her pulsating clitoris through her jeans and panties. The mere pressure of her fingers down there triggered her climax. She had cum just thinking of what she was going to do to Emily.from sextails.com

emily's strange tale

2008-01-27T23:49:00.000+02:00

the hot tub

2008-01-22T16:48:00.000+02:00

Mike tugged his swimming trunks up his lean body and zipped the front of the trunks. Picking up a towel and his motel key, he opened the door and stepped out into the hall. Suddenly, he was confronted with a vision of loveliness. A tall, statuesque brunette was coming down the hall. She was followed by a tall, well built man with short blonde hair. The woman smiled at him as they passed. Turning to watch, Mike saw that they stopped at the door next to his and the man unlocked the door with a key. They both nodded at him before they went into the room. "Umm, some neighbor I've got," Mike thought to himself as he headed toward the elevator to take him down to the hot tub. Mike was alone on a business trip and feeling very horny.

He had just returned from a late dinner and had decided to soak in the hotel hot tub before turning in. It was about 10 o'clock, and Mike figured that about 30 minutes in the hot water aught to relieve the tension he had developed during the meetings he had sat through all day. When he reached the hot tub, located in a little glassed in building beside the swimming pool, he discovered that it was deserted. He placed his towel and key on a bench near the tub and eased himself down into the hot water. He gasped as the hot water soaked through his swim suit, causing him to involuntarily reach down and grasp his balls.

He slid down neck deep in the water and sat back in the little seat, leaning back and closing his eyes as the heat soaked into his body. "Hi, Neighbor," a sultry voice brought his eyes open with a start. Looking up, he saw the brunette and her husband standing by the tub. "May we join you?" "Sure," he grinned at them. The brunette had on one of the skimpiest bikinis he had ever seen outside of a strip show. Her large breasts were barely covered by the two small triangles of cloth held in place by a string around her ribs and two more strings coming from the top of each triangle and tied behind her neck. The bottom of the bikini was a small wisp of cloth which barely covered her pubic area. She appeared to be about 30 or so, and her skin, and Mike could see a lot of it, was lightly tanned and flawlessly smoothe.

Her husband, who also appeared to be about 30ish, wore a pair of zip up the front trunks similar to the ones Mike was wearing. He was darker than she was, and Mike was surprised by the apparent bulge in the crotch of his bathing suit. Normally, he didn't notice men like that, but this was hard to ignore. The guy must really be hung. Mike almost chuckled to himself. This gal would probably flip if she knew that he was even larger than her husband appeared to be. At 35, Mike was still in good shape, with a firm tanned body and a dick which his wife swore was the largest she had ever seen, and she had seen a few before they had gotten married. The woman stepped down into the water and slid down into a seat facing Mike. The man gasped when his balls contacted the water. The woman laughed at him as he eased himself down and seated himself beside her. The woman leaned back, letting her long legs extend out in front of her toward Mike.

Her large breasts appeared to be floating on the water, the thin material covering them, clearly outlining her nipples. Mike caught himself staring at them, and quickly glanced at her eyes to see if she had noticed. He knew from the gleam in her eye that she was very aware of where he had been looking. He glanced at her husband and was surprised to see a smile on his face. "Nice pair of tits, aren't they," he said with a grin. Mike didn't quite know what to say, but the woman chuckled. "Don't let him embarass you," she told Mike. "He likes to watch the expressions on other men's faces when they know they've been caught staring at my boobs." "Those aren't boobs, Honey, those are TITS," her husband chuckled. "Don't you agree?" he asked Mike.

Mike grinned. "I certainly do," he smiled at the woman. "I'm Paula and this is Tom, my husband," Paula introduced themselves. "I'm Mike," Mike replied. "I guess we're in adjoining rooms." "Yeah," Tom said. "When Paula looked out the window and saw you come in here, after seeing you in the hall, she talked me into coming down to join you." "It didn't take much talking," she laughed. "All I have to do is jiggle my tits or wiggle my ass and he'll do anything," she grinned at Mike. "I don't blame him," Mike laughed. "Yeah, these things will get you anything you want from me," Tom said, reaching over and squeezing the nearest breast through the thin bikini top. "How about it, Mike, wouldn't you do almost anything for a look at a pair of tits like these?" "Yeah, I guess I would," Mike agreed, surprised at the turn the conversation was taking. "Anything?" Paula raised her eyebrows. Mike stared as Tom reached behind her neck and untied the strings holding the two small triangles up. Then, taking hold of one string, he slowly pulled it down, gradually exposing her breast to his gaze.

Mike saw that she had no tan line as Tom pulled the material down off of her nipple. Her nipple was dark, standing out against the lightly tanned flesh around it, and she was obviously excited because the nipple was hard and erect. Tom slid his hand up and cupped her breast, squeezing and manipulating it. "Your nipples are hard," he said, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger. "So is your dick," she said, sliding her hand over to him under the water. "Is Mike's dick hard?" Tom asked her. She extended a foot, sliding it right up between his legs, feeling his crotch with the bottom of her foot. "It sure is, and he's at least as well hung as you are!" she gasped. "You're kidding," Tom said. "She told me in the room that you were well equipped," he told Mike. "She sizes up every man she meets." Mike couldn't believe it. Paula was sliding her foot up and down along the length of his dick, which was standing straight up in his bathing suit. And Tom had both of his wife's breasts uncovered and was massaging them right there in front of Mike. And judging by the movement of her shoulders, she was playing with his dick under the water. "Why don't you move over hear where you can see my tits better, Mike?" Paula suggested. Mike couldn't believe her invitation, but he glanced at her husband and saw him grinning. Mike slid over into a seat next to Paula, on the other side of her from her husband.

He looked down at the big tits floating above the surface of the water. Mike felt Paula's hand touch his leg. She slid her hand down to the inside of his thigh and up to his crotch. Her fingers traced the bulge in his bathing suit, al the way from the root to where the tip of his dick was trying to push its way out the top of his bathing suit. She squeezed his dick through his suit. "Tom, you wouldn't believe the size of this man's dick!" she told her husband. "Is is out of his bathing suit?" Tom asked. "No, but it's trying to get out all by itself," Paula giggled. "Well, Mike, why don't you let the poor thing out?" Tom said, reaching down under the water and obviously unfastening his suit. "Yeah, I like that," Paula said, her right arm moving as she obviously manipulated her husband's prick with one hand while she continued to squeeze Mike's cock with the other hand. "Come on, Mike, get your dick out," Paula said. Mike unfastened his suit and unzipped it. His dick sprang out through the opening into Paula's hand. "Wow," Paula gasped, wrapping her hand around it and sliding her fist up and down along the shaft. "Tom, this thing really is bigger than yours!" "How about it, Mike, would you really do almost anything to get hold of these tits?" Tom asked. "Well," Mike hesitated. "Maybe we had better explain," Paula said. "We have had this fantasy for some time, and this is the first time we have had a chance to live it out. Tom wants to watch me make it with another man. And I want to get thoroughly screwed while he watches. So, how about it? Are you willing to get it on with me while he watches?" Mike couldn't believe his ears. He hesitated.

Then, putting all caution aside he said, "You bet!" "Great," Tom said. "Let's go back to the room where we won't be interrupted." Paula quickly pulled her bikini top up and retied it behind her neck, adjusting the two patches of cloth over her tits. Mike carefully zipped his bathing suit up over his hardon, struggling to accomplish this without injuring himself. "Come on, guys," Paula said, standing up. Tom and Mike both rose to their feet. "You guys are gonna have to carry your towels in front of you," she giggled. Mike and Tom headed for the elevator with Paula between them. In the elevator on the way up to their floor, Paula suddenly reached down and slid her hand behind Mike's towel. "Just checking to be sure it's still hard," she told him. Tom laughed. When they entered the room, they all stood and stared at each other for a few moments. Finally, Tom broke the silence.

"Why don't the two of you get acquainted while I go take a pee," he suggested. He disappeared into the bathroom. Paula immediately moved up against Mike. He put his arms around her waist and kissed her. As they kissed, he felt her lips part and her tongue flicked the end of his tongue. Soon they were french kissing madly and Mike's hands were sliding up and down her back. When their lips finally parted, Mike looked into her eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked her. "You bet," she replied, rubbing her bare belly against the hardon bulging out in the front of his bathing suit. He grinned and slid his hands down, cupping the cheeks of her ass and pulling her against him. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him again. He slid one hand up to the back of her neck and untied the string.

When their lips parted, he pulled his head back and looked down. The bikini top was sort of hanging on the end of her nipples. She giggled and shook her tits, causing the material to slide completely down off of them, exposing the two beautiful orbs to his eyes. Mike kissed her again, letting one hand slide up under armpit and around onto her breast. He cupped it in his hand, feeling the warm firmness nestle into his palm. He squeezed and massaged it, working from the base out to her hard jutting nipples. Tom came back into the room from the bathroom. "Don't mind me," he told them. He went over and sat down in a chair by the bed, watching them. Mike kissed his way down Paula's neck and down over the tops of her sloping breasts. He ran his tongue around the hard nipple, then took it between his lips, sucking it into his mouth. Paula gasped with pleasure as he sucked on it.

While he sucked her tit, Mike slid a hand down her hip and down onto her thigh. The hand moved around between her thighs and slowly slid up between her warm soft legs until he had his hand palming her pussy through her bikini. His fingers slipped up and down along her crack, feeling the heat through the thin material. He could feel her clit protruding from between her cunt lips. He slid his hand down inside the top of the bikini and down to the top of her slit. He was surprized to find that there was no cunt hair. She was clean shaven! Mike's finger dipped down into the top of her slit, finding her hard protruding clit. He rolled it with his finger, bringing a gasp of pleasure from her lips. He slid his finger further down into her slit, feeling the juices flowing around his finger as he found her hole and inserted the tip of his finger. Suddenly, she pulled away from him and reached down and quickly slipped the bikini off, letting it fall to the floor. Then she unfastened his bathing suit, unzipping it.

His hardon sprang out through the opening into her hand. "Ohh, yes," she said, wrapping her fingers around the thick cock and sliding her hand up and down the length of the shaft. "Look at this, Tom. Isn't this a beauty." "It sure is," Tom agreed. Mike saw that Tom had a beauty of his own. He had unfastened his suit and was stroking a huge boner, his hand sliding up and down along a shaft that may have been slightly thicker than Mike's, but was not quite as long. Mike kissed Paula again, his hands sliding all over her tits and her hand working on his dick. Mike kissed his way down her front to her magnificent breasts. He lifted one to his lips, kissing and licking the large hard nipple. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, causing a gasp to come from her lips. As Mike continued to suck her tits, he slid a hand up between her legs. She parted her legs as he gently inserted a fingertip into her slit, searching back between her legs for her pussy hole. When he reached her juicy hole, he slid a fingertip in, then began to finger her, working his finger farther and farther up into her. Suddenly, Paula pushed his head away from her breasts and pulled his finger out of her pussy.

Pulling him by the dick, she led him to the side of the bed, right in front of the chair where Tom sat. She sat down on the bed and pulled Mike up in front of her. Bending forward, she pulled his dick to her mouth. She licked the big knob, running her tongue all around the slit in the end, licking the juice leaking from it. Mike groaned as she sucked the knob into her mouth. Pressing forward, she began to work it deeper and deeper into her mouth, until at least half of his dick had disappeared between her lips. Then she slid her mouth back, sucking as his dick reappeared from her lips. Her head began to move back and forth as she sucked vigorously on his dick. Tom had risen to his feet and was standing beside Mike, watching his wife's mouth as she sucked the big dick. Tom was still stroking his monster hardon as he watched the action. Finally, Paula released his dick from her mouth and leaned back, supporting herself on her elbows. Mike dropped to his knees in front of her, his lips tracing their way up the soft inside of her thigh. She groaned when his lips reached her smoothe-shaven pussy.

He licked up and down her crack, delving his tongue down into her slit and tasting her juices. She pulled her legs up and spread them wide, propping her heels on the bed rail. Mike was sucking her pussy in earnest now, licking and nibbling her clit, and swiping his tongue up and down the full length of her pussy. She was moaning and groaning in ecstasy. Tom, standing beside them watching, seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as Mike and Paula. Suddenly, Paula grabbed Mike's head and pulled his mouth hard against her pussy. She let out a shreik as she came, his lips fastened around her clit. Finally, she released his head and dropped back on the bed, flat on her back, her legs still spread wide. "Fuck her, man," Tom told him. Mike stood up and moved up between Paula's widespread legs.

Taking his big dick in his hand, he rubbed the head up and down in her open slit, then lowered the end to her hole. Pressing forward, he watched his shaft slowly disappear up her cunt. Paula groaned as he slid smoothly up into her. Mike continued to press forward until his pubic hair was pressed tightly against her smoothe-shaven mons, his dick totally buried in her hot, wet pussy. "Wow," Tom breathed, standing beside them, looking down at his wife's pussy as Mike slowly withdrew his dick, sliding out until only the end was in, then reversed direction and pushed it back up into her again. Mike began to screw her in earnest, his hips working as he pumped his big dick in and out of her pussy. Paula raised her legs and wrapped them around Mike's waist. He bent over her, supporting himself on his elbows as he fucked her.

Tom moved directly behind them, squatting down and watching Mike's dick slide in and out of Paula's clasping pussy. Mike felt Paula's hands on his back, sliding up and down his spine. Then her hands were on his buttocks, pulling and pushing as he fucked her. Suddenly, Mike realized that Paula was looking over his shoulder, evidently watching something Tom was doing. Mike started to turn his head to look, when he felt Tom move up against him, rubbing his big dick up and down in the crack of Mike's ass. Paula tightened her grip on Mike's ass, pulling him tightly against her, his dick buried up to the hilt in her pussy.

Her hands on his ass were pulling his crack wide open as Mike pressed the end of his big dick against Mike's ass hole. "Hey," Mike exclaimed as Tom pressed forward. Mike felt his ass hole opening up under the pressure from the end of Tom's dick. Slowly, ever so slowly, he felt the end of the big dick enter his ass hole. He didn't quite know what to do. In a way, he wanted to tear himself free from Paula and shove Tom's dick out of his ass, but there was another feeling, too. His dick was buried up to the balls in Paula's hot pussy and the big dick pushing up into his ass was heightening the pleasure of her pussy on his dick. As Tom pressed forward, the huge dick making its way up into his ass was stretching his asshole almost unbearable. His rectum was burning from the stretching. Tom had about two inches in now. He withdrew a little, then pressed forward again, sinking farther in.

Then withdrawing again, he pressed forward, gaining another inch or so. Mike felt like he was being split wide open. However, as Tom continued to thrust and withdraw, thrust and withdraw, Mike's ass began to relax and accommodate the big dick screwing its way up into his backside. Finally, Tom held still, Mike's asshole stuffed with dick. Mike thought his must have it all the way in. Then, Mike withdrew and suddenly thrust forward again. He hadn't had it all the way in before, but not there was no doubt that it was buried in his ass. Mike felt the head far up inside of his, feeling like it was hitting him in the back of the balls. He felt Tom's belly against his ass. Then he felt Tom withdraw and slide home again. Mike's asshole was accepting Tom's dick now, taking the full length as he began to slide it in and out, screwing him in the butt. As Tom screwed Mike in the ass, Mike began to move on his own again.

His hips rocked back and forth, moving his dick in and out of Paula's pussy and at the same time, fucking his ass hole back and forth on the big dick behind him. Paula was about to go out of her mind under him. She was gyrating her pelvis and shoving her pussy up at him. Tom, behind him, was beginning to grunt and gasp with his thrusts. Mike knew he was about to come and he sensed the closeness of the other two. Suddenly, he raised, supporting his upper body on his outstretched hands and began to pump his hips back and forth. His dick was slamming in and out of Paula's pussy and Tom was holding still, just letting Mike fuck himself in the ass. Paula let out a shreik as she began to come. With a grunt, Mike slammed forward, burying his huge dick in her cunt as he began to spew spurt after spurt of cum up her spasming pussy. Tom began to thrust vigorously, slamming his dick in and out of Mike's ass, then he shoved forward with a cry and buried his dick in Mike's clutching butt hole as he shot spurt after spurt of cum up his ass.Mike collapsed on top of Paula and Tom settled down on Mike's back. After a bit, Paula began to stir. "Hey, Guys, I'm getting mashed under here," her muffled voice proclaimed.

Tom raised up and pulled his dick out of Mike's ass, rolling sideways and flopping on his back on the bed. Mike pulled his dick out of Paula's pussy and rolled to the other side, lying on his back beside Paula. She raised up and grinned at them. "Wow, that was almost like getting fucked by two dicks at one," she told them. Tom raised up on one elbow and looked across at Mike. "I think we might be able to arrange that, don't you, Mike?" he asked with a grin. "Yeah, we sure can," he agreed. "As soon as we get out breath, why don't you fuck her pussy and I'll fuck her ass." "Sounds good to me," Tom agreed. "Oh, boy, I've always wanted to get double-fucked," Paula enthused. from sextails.com

russian study

2008-01-20T12:16:00.000+02:00

“We take break from studying” said Marla K. Marla’s last name was always too difficult to pronounce to Americans so she told her students to call her Ms. Marla. “Russian language hard so Charles take break; Ms. Marla relax too. Charles relax” she told him. “We study soon” his Russian born teacher said. “Ms. Marla confused about something. It on mind; I think I show you. You old enough I think” she added.

“I find it and show you.” He sat and watched her head towards her computer. She called him over. Charles stood behind it. He didn’t see what she pulled up. “Ms. Marla go online. She look for men. I look for dates with other Russian men. I find this. I do not like. This is bad. This should not be here” Ms. Marla told Charles. He stuck his head around to see what was on her monitor. On the monitor was an older bustier woman having sex with a young man around Charles’ age. He was 20. Ms. Marla was 38. Ms. Marla was embarrassed by what she saw but she was also curious. She didn’t know who to talk to. Charles had been with her as a student for two years. She asked his advice. “Why would young man do this with older woman? Is older woman pretty to young man? Does young man make older woman feel special?”

Ms. Marla didn’t know. She didn’t understand. “Is this normal” she asked. “Do boys do this with woman?” She looked at Charles. She was clueless. “Do boys like doing these acts” she asked. “I not sure Charles; tell Ms. Marla truth.” Charles was turned on by the two naked bodies that were in the act of having sex. The scene was similar to him and Ms. Marla. The woman was the guy’s teacher. The guy had been having difficulty learning the subject matter. She proposed an idea which enticed him. She would seduce him. He would fall for her. The teacher in the video convinced the student he would learn better once the two were comfortable with one another. That was the gist of the video. It worked too.

Charles watched with fascination. He was aroused by the nature of it. He stared at the screen. The young man in the video was in the act of having sex with the elder woman. He was cumming all over the attractive woman’s back. She closed it out as the person portraying the student began to do it. She told him it was disgusting and they didn’t need to see that part. Charles wanted to see the rest. She was curious too.“She have intercourse. They have intercourse together. Charles that not right” she said as she closed out the page. Charles quickly became horny. His eyes were fixated on an empty screen. It was erotic to him. It was a huge turn on. He said t himself “No nooo pull it up again! Show me that again!” “Ms. Marla sorry she show you that. Ms. Marla know it not right. We go back to studying now. I sorry” she kept reiterating. “I very sorry Charles” she said remorsefully.

They sat down together to go over the Russian language. As they did she’d swipe his arm, shoulder, or hands frequently but unintentionally. She looked up and smiled. She excused herself from touching him. A slight young man he was handsome enough. Not extremely tall or muscular he was intelligent and for the most part picked up on the subject easily. Language rules were the hardest part. They always were for most individuals. Ms. Marla always wore a blouse. She never had it unbuttoned too far down; not enough to promote her womanly qualities too much. The blouse was always a lightweight piece. Ms. Marla had very perky breasts. She always noticed how her nipples were hard. It was a distraction. She wished she wasn’t as hyper as he felt. She tried hard to overcome her dilemma.

Charles never noticed, but he quickly noticed she was pretty enough although never felt there was any connection between the two only because it was a student teacher relationship and nothing else.“You do good Charles. Ms. Marla happy; we need to understand each other better. That come in time. I happy with you. You good student. You good young man too” she told him smiling. She winked without thinking. He saw her wink. It made him think about the video they both just saw. “Thank you Ms. Marla; I appreciate that” and he smiled and touched his teachers arm lightly trying only to be friendly but nothing else. He made a mistake. It was a big one. “I get us drinks. Water is fine” she asked. He said yes. Standing up she watched him as she adjusted her blouse. It wasn’t intentional but as she did she smiled. She seemed warm and friendlier then he anticipated her to be. He smiled back warmly.

Coming back with two tall glasses of ice water she told him this would refresh him. She tripped on the way and one glass flew out and broke on the floor the other glass she held onto but it tipped completely spilling over into his lap almost. He scooted away in time. She fell down by his chair and the broken glass and ice on the carpeted floor.He jumped up, grabbed her by her arms saving her from getting wet from the water which had spilled over into the carpet. As he picked her up, their bodies came close to colliding. She as inches away from him. He watched her closely making sure she was okay. She looked into his eyes. Ms. Marla thanked him gently. “That good of Charles. You fast” she told him. “Thank you very much. Ms. Marla appreciate what you do.” He said she was welcome. They smile at each other.

They stared at each other.Suddenly she shook her head and turned away from him. She looked at the mess on the floor. She looked back at him. “We quit for day Charles. It unusual but you good man. I like you. You save me from being hurt” she told him. I clean up. You go home now.”She walked to the kitchen grabbed a vacuum, broom, dustpan and towels. She looked at him again. “No it okay; you go home now. I am fine” she said. “Thank you” she added smiling into his eyes. Collecting his belongings he watched as she started trying to clean up the broken glass. Her sweeper wasn’t going to pick up big pieces like those. She could manually sweep it up. By the door he saw her trying to sweep it up one way or another.

He put down his bag. Frustrated she said something in Russian. He understood the word and laughed. She looked up. She knew he did. She laughed too. They looked at each other.“Why Charles still here” she asked. “You go home. I be alright” she told him. Then it dawned on her. Her smile disappeared. She finally realized why he was still around. “Nooo Charles you go. You go home please. We done for today.” She thought she knew. He watched her. He saw her trim figure. She wear a modest but tight skirt and lightweight blouse. Charles saw her sexy perky boobs. He didn’t see her aroused nipples but she felt them and thought he might see them through her light weight blouse. She was worried he might be thinking something bad. She was worried he might be thinking something naughty. He was a nice boy.

He was handsome enough. She liked him. He was a good, good person. Walking towards him to see him out he leaned down to pick up his bag. He stood up and she was staring him in the eye. “You nice Charles. I like you. I glad you my student. We learn Russian. I teach you all you need to know” and she nodded her head, smiled gently and patted his arm to reinforce her faith towards him learning the language.Walking out he realized he left some pens on her table plus he saw his note book wasn’t inside his bag either. He turned around. Walking back to the house he noticed she was looking out her curtains. “Why’s she doing that” he wondered.

Her head quickly disappeared from between the curtains. She rushed to kneel on the floor as though she was drying up the water. He knocked and she knew it was him so she said to come inside. Looking up she asked what he was coming back for. He told her why. She looked to the table. He walked towards it too. She stood up. She walked up to him.“Charles need anything else” she asked. She looked towards her computer. He saw where her head turned. He found that strange. He thought it was very odd. She turned back towards him. She discovered he saw her looking at it. Ms. Marla blushed. Her eyes turned down to the floor. She was ashamed. He knew she wanted to watch the video again.

“Why did she go through the whole process she went through” he wondered. He looked at her computer then at her. “Ms. Marla” he began saying. “I think that stuff you saw” looking over at her computer “well I think that stuff is common place. I think if you want to see it you will find it all the time. I better go now. I will see you in two days” he told her. She didn’t see him off. She gazed at her computer. She watched the door close behind him, but quickly turned her attention to her computer again. She walked towards it and sat down. Two days later he knocked on her door. She answered it in an entirely different mood.

Upbeat and outgoing she was unusually elated to see her student. She even dressed a little differently too. In a typical lightweight blouse, to her it was new. To him it was just another blouse but he hadn’t seen it before. She felt elegant in it. From nowhere she heard him say “Is that new? It’s a nice blouse if it is.” He was being polite. She was intrigued and overjoyed by the compliment. She quickly turned wearing a robust smile and looking him straight in the face told him thank you. “What’s up with her” he asked himself. “Something’s going on.”“Sit Charles... here by computer. We learn new things today. Is Charles ready” she asked. Seated and comfortable he told her he was. “We look at new program. It help Charles learn new things. Ms. Marla excited. We work hard. We work close on it” she told him. “Charles control mouse. I show things for Charles. There click that” she told him. Looking at her just before he did she was smiling but her eyes were a little lit up. She had an unusual look to her. He wasn’t sure why but he clicked it. Nothing happened so he clicked again.

Again nothing happened. “Hmmm instructions say to just click. You wait here. I come back.” She stood up, walked into kitchen, double checked herself in a mirror, and put on a little touch of perfume. Just as she exited she undid one more button. A hint of cleavage appeared. “I hope Charles like me” she told herself as she checked her hair and attire.Walking out he couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t opening. Seeing him trying still she said “Ms. Marla know why. I make mistake. Let Ms. Marla sit there. Charles sit next to me and watch.” He saw her. He noticed something slightly different. His eyes focused on her trying to figure out why. Then he smelled the aroma. Charles cocked his head. It was then he noticed her blouse. It was undone one more button. He looked at Ms. Marla. She didn’t look his way. Maneuvering through her computer with the mouse she tried to act cool as a cucumber. She heard him sniff the air. He sniffed it again. Not facing him and looking directly at the computer she smirked without letting him see.He sniffed again. She clicked another icon.

Suddenly several pages popped up unexpectedly. One by one x-rated porn began popping up uncontrollably. She thought she had programmed it correctly. She didn’t. Before her every eyes about 13 pages of never ending video of women having hard core sex with younger men appeared before them. Immediately she tried closing out windows. She behaved as though she was ashamed. She was a little ashamed but it was her intent to pull up only one hard core page of older attractive women being seduced by younger men such as Charles’ age. Finally reduced to two pages Ms. Marla apologized profusely. Charles was not shocked and was not put out whatsoever. She looked at him. Charles looked at her. Charles looked at her blouse. He looked back at her.“Ummm did you mean... umm to do that on purpose mam” he asked. “I mean it didn’t upset me if you did” he told her.

“It was kind of cool” he said. “I mean don’t get the wrong idea. I wouldn’t ever think that you and I would... well I wouldn’t want you to think I’d ever try something like that mam. No I wouldn’t.” “That is good Charles” she said smiling. She paused and looked into his eyes. He was curious why she was looking at him. “Does Charles think Ms. Marla is attractive woman” she asked. “I think Charles is handsome young man” she told him and placed her hand along his thigh. She looked down at her hand. He looked down towards it too. Charles looked up at her. She was smiling right at him.

“Does Charles desire feeling Ms. Marla.? I know I feel good to Charles if you like to touch me.”Charles gulped and looked at her hand on his lap again. Slowly his eyes moved forward towards her waist, passed her trim tummy stopping to gaze where her boobs lie underneath her blouse. “Does Charles care to feel Ms. Marla” she asked in a quiet gentle voice.He shook his head yes. “I happy too Charles now here feel Ms. Marla’s tits” and she undid the rest of the buttons on her blouse pulling it back some so he could see her boobs. Not quite that large, Charles didn’t seem to care at all. He took no time reaching towards them so he could feel her tits. “Oooooohh Charles mmmmm Ms. Marla love how you touch me” she said in a seductive tone. “Mmmmmm Charles, keep feeling me please. I love how you feel my boobs” she told him in a soothing voice. “Yes ohhhh yes yesss mmmm keep touching them; keep feeling Ms. Marla like that mmmmm ohhhhh ahhhh.” “Ohhhh crap” Charles shouted suddenly. He had a boner shortly after touching Ms. Marla’s boobs. “Ohhh my god” he said again! He had one hand on his crotch rubbing his cock and the other on her tits squeezing them affectionately.

“Charles wait one moment” she said. “I be back right away” and she stood up and began walking away. He asked where she was going. “I be back you just sit and wait” she told him waving at him.He was hard and totally turned on by his cute teacher. She was perfect to him. While waiting he turned his attention to the monitor. The couple were into it heavily. Half undressed she allowed her young friend to feel her, grab her, or even kiss her anywhere he pleased. Still wearing her skirt but with her blouse off and bra on the young man in the video ruthlessly applied his trade for her pleasure. Moaning and cooing she arched her back as he kissed further and further up her stomach reaching the mature woman’s bra and bosoms. Crying out he listened while she pleaded with him to suck her flesh around her cleavage. She cried out telling him to kiss her tits even though she wore a bra. She cried out as he kissed around them on his way up towards her neck! Kissing it he then kissed her cheeks before they eventually locked lips for the very first time. His eyes were affixed to the monitor. He watched the two kissing heatedly as they rolled left and right on her bed.

As he watched it he grabbed his cock while rocking forward. His eyes did not move off the screen. He squeezed himself harder and harder. Jonathan moaned louder and louder “Jonathan come Jonathan” he heard. He looked up suddenly. He looked around. He saw nothing. She called out again. It was an endearing tone. “Please come now Jonathan” he heard again. That time it was a desperate tone. He stood up, but still gazed at the video. He looked around for her and saw nothing. He looked at the two in the video. He stared at it a little more. He rubbed his hardened cock more intensely. “Jonathan ohhh please come here now” she pleaded. He paused the video. He walked briskly towards Ms. Marla. “Ohhhhh shit” he said aloud. “Ohhh my...” he said. His mouth was wide open! Inside her bedroom Ms. Marla wore a short silk robe. It was dark. It was tied closed.

He looked at her from top to bottom. She even had spectacular legs. He moaned and closed his eyes. She smiled warmly. She knew what it meant. He liked what he saw. She knew it meant she was sexy enough. She was even prettier then he imagined she could be. He gazed upon her trim beauty. Even her thighs were nicely developed. Everything about the woman suggested what the video showed him. She was a good fuck! He was the best fuck she was going to get! Both agreed to that! Standing in her room and settled in adorning her short thigh high silk robe Ms. Marla yearned for the touch of her young student against her warm trim frame. Each looked the other over. In a quiet voice she asked “Would Charles care to take off his shirt... for Ms. Marla?” Looking at her stunning and suddenly sexy figure his eyes were agape. All he did was shake his head yes. She smiled warmly as her eyes began glistening. He did notice she wore a bra and panties underneath, but didn’t say a thing about them. He only stared at her curvy trim physique. He took his shirt off and held it in his hand at his side. Still he gazed at her figure while holding his t-shirt.

“Charles has nice chest” she said. “Ms. Marla feels it is sexy.” Finally she caught his attention. He looked into her beautiful face. Her eyes seemed adorable to him. Her cheeks were sensuous and appealing. Her lips, modest by most standards had an engaging appearance and suddenly he yearned to kiss them.He stared at her lips attentively. They suddenly seemed erotic and he wished to taste them with his own lips. She noticed he was focusing on them and smiled. She stepped closer. He looked into her eyes. Ms. Marla stretched out her hand signaling him to step closer as well. He stepped within a foot or two of her. He felt the intense energy flowing between them both. She waited for him to feel her again as she tried being patient. Her eyes closed. She felt an intense urge to grab at him and kiss his body, feel his chest and grab at him all over. Finally her eyes opened and she saw Charles smiling.“You are... gorgeous Ms. Marla. I am...” and his eyes closed as he continued to tell her “horny and I want you badly. I want to... have sex with you!” “Then Ms. Marla let Charles have sex with her. Make love with Ms. Marla. Charles make Ms. Marla horny too. I hurt” she said. “I hurt inside for Charles. I need Charles to have sex with me... please, please Charles please” she begged. He took her hand and laid it across his crotch and she felt his hardness and smiled. “Mmmm I love this” Charles “it make me burn all over for you. I want it... yes I want it lots Charles; lots and lots... and lots” she told him as her voice trailed off and her eyes closed again. She took that hand and placed it against her thin see through bra. Even though she still wore the lightweight dark robe and he couldn’t see her tits he could feel the pleasurable modest boobs underneath.

Charles tried studying them however he couldn’t see anything. He thought he could but she knew he couldn’t. She watched the wonderment pass over his face as he felt her fine humble sized tits.“They are nice yes” she asked.“Oh yes Ms. Marla they are nice. They are very nice... this is nice too. I love your boobies Ms. Marla. I love them I love them... oh yes I love them” he told her closing his eyes momentarily as he squeezed their wholesome beauty. “I love Charles’ chest. It is manly. It is strong. I desire to kiss it. I desire to have Charles’ chests” she said feeling his pecs. When she touched them he gasped for air. It aroused him deeply. “Ohhhhhh” she said then started saying something in her native Russian tongue. “Really you mean that” he asked referring to the sexual nature of what it was she said in her native tongue. Speaking again in her native tongue she confirmed it with a wink. Practically romancing her he walked her to the bed. Holding her face gently in his hands he looked into her eyes. Speaking romantically to her in Russian she smiled as he leaned in and kissed her lips passionately.

Wrapping her arms around his waist she loved how he tenderly but aggressively kissed her on the lips. He turned her on and she moaned as he kissed her but desired so much more.Before long the two were conversing in Russian as best as they could. It was erotic to him as well as her since he was able to converse with her. Knowing she had taught him well and they were able to converse in a difficult language made for a much more exhilarating love affair that afternoon. Looking down at her shoulders and snooping inside her short robe he saw the boobs as they settled inside her bra. She smiled while he gazed upon them. Not speaking she watched as he slowly untied it. His eyes grew large as her curvy trim figure unfolded before him. Her smile grew bigger as his eyes grew larger.“Chares finds me sexy no” she asked in her native tongue. “Yes Ms. Marla is very sexy” he replied in Russian.“I find Charles even sexier because you speak Russian very well now” she told him in Russian. “You make me hornier and hornier.” Everything from that point on was said in Russian.

She told him to do as he pleased. She told him to feel her tits, take off her bra, gaze upon her boobs and kiss them or even suck them as hard as he was able to. She told him she needed it. She told him she yearned for the touch of him, his hands and tongue against her bosoms. She moaned regardless of how he felt her. Her head or back would arch in pleasure as he first caressed them then he began sucking her modestly sized tits. It was erogenous and she grew increasingly turned on by the younger inexperienced man.Pushing him back against her bed she forced him to sit down. With her robe open and her bra off, she knelt over one of his legs. With one leg pushed into his crotch, she felt his raging hard manliness rubbing against her thigh. Every movement across her thigh aroused her all the more. “Ohhhhh god this is beautiful. Ohhh you are so sexy. I love Charles cock. IT is hard. It is awesome. It is so manly like Charles is manly” she cried out.

“Touch me, feel me Charles” and he told himself he was doing that.So intense was their sexual involvement that Charles began almost chewing her tits away from her body. He was so intense about it that she screamed in pain but loved it all the same. “Ohhh god yes yesss Charles... more yes more yess” she cried out repeatedly as she pushed herself against his face so she could experience more of him. His mouth quickly moved down over her flat trim tummy as it licked and sucked her flesh. “Ohhhh yes ohhhh god yes you are so great Charles” she continued crying out in Russian. Her speaking in her native tongue to him was almost like an aphrodisiac. It only attracted him to her more. Suddenly she pushed him back. Flat on his back with his legs hanging off the bed he moaned while she smiled and quickly started unbuckling his belt. Without delay she undid his jeans. He smiled but felt the hardened raging cock anxiously waiting for her to do something!

He hoped she would grab it and squeeze it tightly eventually jacking him off! He never thought the two might have sex. He didn’t care at that point. She was sexy and being with her like he was happened to be cool enough.Having pulled down his jeans and taking off his shoes and socks, he lay on her bed with only his underwear on. She looked at them and smiled. There was his boner and her hand slithered over it pleasurably.“Fuck yeah do that again” he told her in English. She looked up. She told him to only speak in Russian so he did. “Ohhh Fuck” he told her in Russian “suck my cock please!” “Mmmmmm it is my pleasure to suck Charles’ cock. Ahhhh yes I want Charles’ cock badly! I want it very much” she said passionately and rubbed his underwear again. He kept moaning and begging her and she finally gave in but first she bent over to kiss his lips and then took off her panties. Running them across his chest and cheeks she smiled and held them to her face. Sniffing them she told him they were fresh and he should sniff them too. She put them against his nose and he did as she suggested.

The aroma was that of fresh flowers and he smelled them several times.“Charles like Ms. Marla’s panties” she asked. He nodded his head yes. “You keep them for your personal pleasures then Charles” she told him. Finally she took his underwear off but she sniffed them too and winked. “Mmmmm I keep these and you wear my panties home instead. Does that sound fun” she asked. They laughed and she looked at his cock. He was ready to hold it himself but she brushed his hands aside and took hold of it herself.Stroking it gently she asked him softly how he liked it. He moaned quietly and it answered her question. All of a sudden she leaned over and began tasting and sucking it off.

He groaned and cried out even louder as she looked up and smiled.Slowly she’d go down it. Slowly she’d come off it. Slowly she’d repeat herself making Charles crazier and hornier then he ever was in his life. Never had he experienced something as erotic as this. A woman almost twice his age offering herself to him was inconceivable. Nevertheless she was sexier then any girl he had ever been with. He had just begun to enjoy the experience as her lips and mouth provided him with some of the true pleasures in life.Licking the shaft her tongue curled around the raging hardness. He shifted left and right excitedly. He began pumping his hips somewhat against her face. He heard her gag when she went down on it. She loved it as she continued sucking it longer. She sucked it harder and she sucked it faster.

Shifting and humping while moaning and groaning turned into an intense affair between them. She was horny herself and started clawing at his upper body while sucking his cock. She couldn’t stand it any longer and stood up, took off her robe and turned herself around. Shoving her hot wet cunt down into his face she commanded him to lick her pussy aggressively while she continued licking or sucking his stiffness.At that point each knew that wasn’t enough; they knew they needed more. Neither was able to hold out any longer and briefly snuggled before she asked him nicely to go in her and make her orgasm.Spreading apart her legs he looked her over. Her trim sexy figure was that of a goddess he told her. She smiled and told him she wasn’t but thanked him. Her boobs were beautiful and perky while her nipples firmly stood at attention. Hard and unwavering they were attribute to his sexiness as far as she was concerned. He started humping her slowly. It was the way she wished it to be. Feeling is force push deep inside her was pleasurable and she directed him how to fuck her the correct way. “Not too fast, but never too slow Charles” she said.He tried to pace himself and watch her reactions as he she rocked her head or body left and right initially.

Playing with her clit she started humping in unison with him. Faster and faster she humped and as she did he’d fuck her harder back. The cried began to fill her room and soon out into the remainder of the house. The bed was shaking and their bodies were quivering as her cunt and his cock soon filled with the orgasmic fluids successfully supplied for one sexual adventure he’d remember the rest if his life. “Fuck me...ohhhh fuck me harder Charles! Yes yesss yesssssss Charles you are so great” she cried out. “Yes so great so good so special Charles” she exclaimed! “Ohh ahhhh yes yess ohhh ooooohhh eeeeh that’s good! You good too” she continued to scream. Panting and huffing her perky tits danced all over while she praised her young lover as he pounded her passionately. “Ohhhh my fucking god is this great” he told her. “You’re great and I can’t believe I... I can’t believe you find me so... so damn sexy like you do” he shouted again in Russian. “Ohhh I do I dooooo Charles I want to show you... Ohhhhhhhh myyyy god yesssss” she shouted and suddenly Ms. Marla began climaxing!Shrieking and crying out how incredible Charles was he started cumming too! Never had he ever cummed like he did with his teacher. She was unusual and sexy and he benefited from following all of her instructions. He dropped on top of her after they had orgasmed. It was good and both agreed they loved every last moment. Snuggling against each other she played with his chest but more importantly she played with his spent cock. He loved how her fingers felt as they daintily trickled across it. She was gentle and loving. He lay in amazement as he thought about the fact that he just had sex with his personalized teacher.

Best yet was they had sex speaking almost only in Russian. To her it was a huge turn on and to him if it worked all the better. While lying with one another naked on the bed she looked him in the eye and smiled. He smiled back.“You’re not going to feel bad now and run off are you” she asked in Russian. He told her no he wouldn’t. He told her that was uncool. He didn’t want her to think bad of him. “I wouldn’t think bad of you ever. You too sweet, too sexy and you are Charles... you are my man now” she told him. In English she said “You turn Ms. Marla on. I get horny when think of Charles. I like getting horny. Is okay with Charles I get horny?” “Yes” is all he said. “I like it when you lick and suck me. I loved it when we had sex” he told her in Russian.

“Good we do soon” she said with a smile. “We do very soon.”“Hey Ms. Marla... can we go and watch that video again” he asked.She got up, pulled him up and they walked to the other room completely naked and sat down to watch it. They had a lot of fun watching it again... and others similar to it between having sex again.“Do I come here at another time to watch or...” he began asking her.“No I schedule so I have lots of time for you. I want much time with Charles now” she said as she kissed his cheek.
from sextails.com

hump in the night

2008-01-15T18:07:00.000+02:00

Even a job as a research scientist could get boring, although Erica would never have believed that in college. Her mind kept wandering to times when she had been so bored and miserable in high school. The times she had felt like nothing would go right again.
The feeling hadn't exactly returned, but she wanted more excitement. She had seen all kinds of movies and had thought that the "heroes" of the stories had been incredible fools to turn away from romance and fantasy when it had been offered to them. They almost always opted for the ordinary.

She looked out the window. The night was cool but not too cold and the moon was just a sliver from being full. A walk would cheer her up she decided. She pulled on her full length leather coat over her jeans and shirt. She belted it tightly around her waist and breathed in deeply. All those dime store horror books had gotten one thing right; it was definitely possible to taste the night. Erica started walking briskly down her driveway and around the block. As she rounded the corner, she saw him.

He was leaning against the lamppost. His snug leather pants, belted tight around his lean waist, showed off every muscle in his long legs. His loose button up shirt matched his pants; dark deep and black. The kind of black that you could fall into and get lost in. All of a sudden, despite the cool night, Erica felt as if she had too many clothes on. Her jeans that had been so comfortable a minute ago were now too close and itchy. Not too mention damp she thought to herself.
Then he looked toward her and she was able to see his face. The smooth jaw line and high cheekbones; the soft, perfect lips that curled into a smile when he saw her. He turned and started walking. As if he had spoken aloud to her, she heard the words; "Follow me."
She eagerly obeyed them.

His boot heels clicked on the cold pavement as he turned down a darkened alley. Without a moment's hesitation, Erica did the same... and came face to face with him. He reached out and took her face in his hands. Suddenly she knew his name was Annick and he was from France from a town called Lutece. Erica knew she had heard the name of that town before but she couldn't possibly care now. Now all she wanted was this wonderful strange Annick to show her if European men really were better at screwing around than Americans.

Annick slid his hands down her back to her butt and squeezed lightly, pulling her against him. She moaned and looked into his yellow-gold eyes, losing herself in their silver flecks.
Annick pulled her further into the alley and she saw a small door through which he led her. Inside there was almost no light. Annick pulled a lighter from his pocket and started to light the many candles that were scattered all over the room. Erica sat down on the bed that was there and soon it seemed bright as day. Annick lit the last candle and turned toward her.

There was an animal's need in his gilded eyes as he crawled across the mattress like a panther stalking it's prey. He pulled off her boots as he reached her feet. Pushing her coat aside, his hands slid slowly up the inside of her legs to her crotch and up the line of buttons that fastened her jeans. Straddling her legs, he unbelted the coat and opened it. He then moved down again and began to pull at the button of her jeans with his teeth. One by one they came undone and Erica reached down to run her fingers through his fire red hair. He looked up at her and her scientist's eyes noted the unusual fact that he had no freckles like a redhead should have had.
She grinned at him and pulled her arms out of the sleeves of her coat as Annick got her jeans and pants out of the way with an easy tug. Leaning forward, she put her arms around his waist and pulled him up against her. Rubbing her hips against his she pulled his shirt back off his shoulders and began to kiss and run her tongue over the smooth pale skin and then up the side of his neck to underneath his chin.

She smiled as he leaned his head back moaning. He sounded like the animal he had looked like. Then she gasped. His canine teeth were extending down into two inch fangs. The heat between her legs increased as she realized what he was and she rubbed her thighs up against the insides of his. He had bent backward almost double over her arms and now he flipped back up and tackled her to the bed with inhuman speed. He's used to a fight, Erica thought.

She grinned and took him off guard by tightly encircling his waist with her legs. His golden eyes, now tinged with red, looked at her in wonder then his smile broadened again and he leaned down to her stomach. As he unbuttoned her shirt he let his tongue trace a slippery wet path up her flat belly and she put her hands behind his head, arching her body up. She felt his sharp fangs on either side of his tongue against her stomach and breasts as he licked off the salt sweat accumulating on her body.

Unhooking her bra, he licked around the nipple of one of her breasts before sucking hard. Erica moaned and twisted herself so to present him with the other nipple which he sucked at and played with as his hands roamed over every inch and crevasse on her body. He touch was electric and just when Erica thought she could stand it no more, she grabbed his face and lifted it to her own, laying kisses on those prefect lips.

She slipped her tongue between his lips and ran it up along Annick's and then back against the roof of his mouth. She let it curl around one of his long, smooth fangs before letting him pull back. Sliding her hands over his unnaturally cool flesh she could feel his muscles, hard toned under his pale skin.

Reaching for his pants she found an even harder treasure yet. She rolled over on top of him and straddled his waist, pinning him to the bed. He raised one eyebrow in a playful expression as she pulled her own shirt from her shoulder then proceeded to strip him as well. Every horror book she had read about vampires not being able to get it up could go to hell in a hand basket as far as Annick was concerned.

She licked her hands well, watching Annick's sharp eyes hungrily follow her tongue as she slowly licked up and down the length of each of her long fingers. She began to rub her wet hands up and down Annick's long thick cock. Rub then squeeze, rub then squeeze. He tensed under her and let out a deep throated moan. She ran her hands over his whole body, exploring everywhere before pulling him into a kneeling position in front of her. His hands were on her butt now and slowly moved down between her legs where you could have drowned an army. Erica didn't want an army, though.

She wanted Annick, every gorgeous inch of him. As if reading her mind he pulled her closer and using his knees to spread her thighs apart, easily slid into her. Weak with pleasure, Erica would have toppled over if Annick hadn't been so strong, holding them both upright. He bucked his hips, jamming himself deeper and deeper inside her.

Erica felt her muscles start to contract and clench around him. Please, Annick! she wanted to scream. More, MORE! He jammed into her up to his balls and she hit the most incredible orgasm of her life; pleasure so hot, so burning, so intense you could almost mistake it for pain. Annick buried his head in her hair against her shoulder and crushed her body to his own.
After a minute, he pulled out of her, but Erica wasn't done with him yet. Pushing him down to the bed, she pinned his arms down above his head. She knew he had the strength to resist her, even to throw her against the wall, but he put up no fight and let himself be held down. Erica pressed her breasts to his stomach and rubbed them up the length of his body. Her rock hard nipples tracing along his ribs. She blew her warm breath against his chest like a feather's touch and moving slowly back and forth, she moved up to his neck.

His moans drove her wild as she bit down on the soft skin. She felt him swallow under the pressure of her teeth. His muscles flexed against her hands as she held him down; she felt his lean body writhe under her own. With one more hard nip to the underside of his chin, she remounted her demon stallion. Not all at once, though. Never all at once. She lowered her hips letting just his head slide into her before pulling up.

Lowering herself again, she came down on him and let him have a little more. Annick squirmed and howled; he was more than ready for her. With a sadistic smile she lowered her hips once more, still only letting him have a little more than before. Then without warning, she sat down on him, driving him deep between her legs. Releasing his wrists, she tickled the soft furry sack between his legs then squeezed. Annick arched his back up from the bed then reached down to let his fingers explore her; tracing the mouth of her pussy where it was stretched around him and tickling her clit ever so lightly that it drove her senses mad.
Holding her waist now, he let his hips rise and fall rhythmically. She came again, better than before, only Annick came with her this time, laying back his head and baying like a wolf as he pumped into her. Claws she hadn't noticed before shredded the sheets and mattress on either side of them to shreds. The candlelight glinted off his razor fangs as he lithely rolled over onto her almost faster than her eyes could follow.

He pulled out quickly and jammed himself into her again and again until Erica thought she'd gone to seventh heaven. He nestled his face against her shoulder and pulled her up vertical against him as Erica leaned her head back and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and head in return.

Erica lay back against the bed, wonderfully exhausted, as Annick withdrew from her. There was a strange shine to his eyes that started to make her hot all over again but she was tired. So tired. Again as if he had spoken aloud, she heard; "Ma chere, ma chere. Sleep you need now." She watched the candlelight through Annick's fiery hair and her eyes came to rest on the thin trickle of red from the corner of his mouth. She fell asleep.

When she awoke it was daylight and she was lying on her sofa. She went to the hall mirror and looked in. There she saw two small pairs of sores over the carotid artery in her neck. So that wasn't a dream! She went through the day walking on air. Unable to wait for nightfall, she retraced her steps to find Annick's alley, but she hunted in vain; Annick had been careful not to let her notice where he had taken her.

As night fell, she sat down under a streetlamp in despair and began to play with the little pebbles at the side of the street. The sound of a barking dog made her look up and she saw Annick standing just out of range of the light. Without a word, she walked up to him and, putting her arms around his neck, kissed him full on the lips. When they finally parted, she suddenly remembered where she had heard of the town Lutece before. It was a very ancient name for Paris.
"Take me back to Paris with you," she whispered.

Annick looked at her in disbelief. He sent a thousand images to her mind about what it was to be like him and what she was asking. "We'll have forever," she said with a greedy lusty smile that promised so much more than the tip of the iceberg they had seen last night. Annick grinned and released her. He walked off a short way, then turned, looking at her playfully.
Infinitely warmer and more loving than the first time she had heard it, the voice in her mind said, "Follow me, ma chere."
And she did, infinitely more eagerly than before.
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the neighbour pool

2008-01-12T12:11:00.000+02:00

College was out of session, and once again Adam found himselfreturning home for the summer. This time he would have the house all to himself, as his parents were off vacationing inFlorida. Adam had declined to go with them, preferring thepeace and quiet of an empty house to a month of hectic travelwith his parents. After a year of difficult studies and the chaos of the crowded dorms, he was looking forward to a restmore than anything else.

Once his parents departed, he was finally able to relax. Hespent an entire week just lounging in the house or out on theback patio, doing nothing and loving every minute of it. Before long, however, boredom began to rear its ugly head, and he began to look for other ways to pass the time. One ofthe most amusing ways, he discovered, was to spy on his new next-door neighbors.
The house had been vacant for some time, but a middle-aged married couple had moved in a few weeks ago. Adam had heardfrom his parents that were supposed to have a daughter, buthe had yet to meet them and find out. He'd gone over on afew occasions to introduce himself, but had found no one home.

The only activity came at night, when the couple would emergeand swim in their darkened backyard pool, splashing and giggling like a pair of teenagers. Adam suspected that theyswam in the nude, and more than once he had heard a gasp or moan of obvious pleasure as they made love in or around the pool.
He could hardly blame them, as the whole state was experiencing a heat wave. The aging cooler in his parent'shouse wasn't doing much to combat the heat, and Adam becamesomewhat envious of his neighbors.

One particularly hot afternoon he walked over and rang the doorbell, having the intention of asking nicely to take a dipin the pool, then begging if necessary. He waited for a fewmoments then rang again, but there was still no answer. An unfamiliar car was parked in the driveway, so he rounded the fence cautiously in case that someone might be out back and hadn't heard the door. The neighbor's fence was made of tall wooden planks, but standing on tiptoe he found he could peer over the top. Doing so, he observed that the pool was already in use.
She was tall and slender, her body filling out her one-pieceswimsuit nicely. She swam slowly, splitting the water withthe ease of athletic grace. She looked young, probably no older than his own age of nineteen. She emerged from the pool with her back toward him, and he drank in her lightly tanned skin and long strawberry-blonde hair. This must be the neighbor's daughter, he thought distractedly. He hadn't yet seen her face, and he hoped that she would afford him a glimpse before she went inside.

He watched as she spread her towel out on the patio and lowered herself down on it. Still facing away from him, shereached around and began to unzip her swimsuit. He stared in open-mouthed fascination as she slid out of her wet suit and lay down on the towel, completely naked. He strained toget a better view, but the most he could make out was the gentle curve of her small firm breasts.

Thoroughly entranced by this sunbathing beauty, he looked around the yard for a closer vantage point. The only way toaccomplish that would be to move to the opposite side of theyard and risk being seen as he peeked over the fence.
After a brief hesitation, he decided to risk it. Moving stealthily around along the fence, he stopped just oppositefrom his previous position and slowly peered into the yard. He sucked in his breath in surprise as he spotted her only afew yards away.

Up close, she looked more gorgeous than he had imagined. Heroval face was framed by strands of her wet hair; her featureslooking as if they had been sculpted by the loving hands of askilled artist. Her breasts were small, but round and full,with large perky nipples that still stood erect from the chill of the pool. Her limbs were slender and toned. Her stomach was flat and her wide hips curved out gracefully fromher waist. Her long legs were slightly apart, allowing the rays of the sun to warm her between the thighs. To him she looked like a young goddess, and he felt rooted to the spot,transfixed by the sight of her.

After a brief moment, she began to move, placing her hands ontop of her slim stomach. Adam watched in silent fascination as she began to caress herself, moving her hands in little circles over her skin. With her eyes still closed, she slid them slowly up to her small breasts; cupping them and lightlypinching her nipples between her delicate fingers.
He scarcely breathed, hardly believing what he was seeing, but at the same time unable to look away. His gaze followedher hands as they slid back down her body, over her stomach and through the small patch of coppery hair between her legs.A tiny sigh escaped her lips, and Adam exhaled at nearly the same moment with a sigh of his own.

Watching this young beauty fondle herself was driving him beyond the limits of mere arousal. But, he could do nothing more than watch as she began to gently stroke the damp folds of skin between her thighs, her fingertips sliding up and down over the sealed lips of her sex. Within seconds, they began to swell noticeably, turning a rosy pink color as they slowly opened like the petals of a succulent flower.

Adam felt lightheaded as he watched this young beauty begin to slowly masturbate, pleasuring herself in the rays of the warm sun. She continued to rub her pretty pink vulva as shemoaned softly, oblivious to the fact that she had an eager audience.
Her fingers started to glisten with her juices, and she inserted her middle finger between her slick and open labia.She slid it back out and over the top of her slit, then back down and into her vagina. She continued doing this, gradually increasing the pace until she was gasping with every breath, her face contorting slightly as her pleasure grew. Adam held his breath, wanting nothing to distract himfrom the climactic moment.

She suddenly whimpered and shook, her hips tensing as her beautiful ass rose and fell on the towel, humping up at her hand as she reached her orgasm. Adam released an animal moanof pure arousal as he watched several trickles of clear fluidbeing squeezed out of her twitching vagina, leaking out and running down between the split of her buttocks.
He had never witnessed such an amazing sight, had never even imagined seeing something so incredible. The girl fell back on the towel with a quiet groan, removing her hand from her now red and very swollen vulva. Adam stole one last look and retreated back to his house, not pausing until he was in his own restroom and masturbating into the toilet. He came powerfully in less than half a minute, the voyeuristic memory of his sexy neighbor's own wet climax still vivid in his mind.
*
The next afternoon he returned, seeing her emerge from the house and take to the pool at nearly the same time as before.Again, he watched her as she dove and swam, and once again she climbed out and sat at the far end of the patio, removingher swimsuit and stretching naked under the sun.
Wondering if he would be lucky enough for a repeat performance, he snuck around to the spot he had watched herfrom on the previous day. As he peered over the fence, he was treated to the sight of her beginning to caress her gorgeous young body.
He watched spellbound as she masturbated again, an encore performance that seemed even more sensual that the last. Sheplayed with her breasts and nipples as she fondled herself, driving herself much more quickly to a shuddering orgasm. She ejaculated even more copiously than before, her climacticjuices squirting out a few inches onto the towel. Adam came only seconds after she did, this time unable to wait until hereturned home. As he hastily made his way back, he realizedthat he'd left his semen trickling down the outside of the fence.
The following day he refrained from going over, only watchingsecretly from his own patio as she came out and took her swim.He looked on in puzzlement as she sat on the edge of the poolfor a time, then returned inside. Then it dawned on him, though he couldn't quite believe it. Had she known he was there that first day? Had she been waiting for him to show up?
It seemed incredible, but the more he considered it, the morepossible it seemed. She had been putting on a show for him! The thought of her purposefully sharing such an intimate actwith him was very flattering and extremely arousing. He wondered if she would be willing to do anything more. She seemed to be there by herself most of the time, and perhaps she was feeling as lonely as he was. He decided to try and talk to her over the fence the next time she came out for a swim.
He waited outside all morning, hoping that she would make an appearance, but she didn't. The day grew too hot to stay outside, so he retreated inside the house, waiting for the time that she usually came out.
It grew to be late afternoon, and he began to fear that she wasn't going to show herself. But, as he had nearly given up, he caught sight of her walking out to the pool. She paused on the patio and seemed to look over at his yard for a moment, perhaps to see if he was watching. Adam didn't knowif she saw him, but he suddenly didn't care as she shrugged off her swimsuit and dove naked into the water.
This was something that he just had to see. He moved from hisyard over to the near side of the neighbor's fence, then peered over.
He caught sight of her lightly tanned body as she swam underwater, then her head broke the surface and she shook the wet strands of her reddish hair from her eyes. She didn'tseem to be looking at him, but she slowly lay back and began to float, her beautiful petite breasts and large stiffened nipples emerging from the water into plain sight. The waterlapped almost playfully over her as she drifted lazily, and Adam felt that his opportunity was at hand.
"Hi," he ventured in a soft voice, hoping not to startle her.
She didn't seem to bat an eye. "Hi," she answered pleasantly,without so much as a glance in his direction.
"Beautiful day for a swim, isn't it?" He asked, somehow managing not to stutter. He was shy enough around women under normal conditions, but talking to a completely naked young woman as she floated in her backyard pool was by far the strangest thing he'd ever done.
She laughed, and he fell in love with the sound of her voice.
"Yes, I suppose it is," she replied.
Adam didn't know what to say next. It was apparent that she wasn't bothered by the fact that he was watching her, but she wasn't exactly inviting him to join her. He realized that he didn't know her name. "My name's Adam," he said.
"Hello, Adam. I'm Monica."
"I'm very pleased to meet you, Monica," he said with a smile.She disappeared underwater for a moment then stood up facinghim, her nipples just barely hidden below the surface, thoughhe could still make out their dark shapes through the water.
"Do you always spy on girls while they're taking a swim?" Sheasked, a sexy smile appearing on her exquisite face.
He gulped, but tried to keep his voice steady as he answered.
"Only when they're as beautiful as you." He knew how corny that sounded, but he really meant it, and he could only hopethat his sincerity came across. She looked at him for a moment, then grinned. "Well, in that case, I'll let you spy on me whenever you want." She went over to the side and reached out for her suit, then squirmed into it and climbed out. With a smile and a wave, she went back into the house, leaving Adam somewhat shocked and very excited.
*
For the next few days he repeated his 'spying,' and each timeMonica would be sunning naked. Though she never really acknowledged his presence, she would always wait until he wasin position before she started to touch herself. He would masturbate as well, often reaching his own climax just as shereached hers.
This continued for four days, and Adam soon found himself becoming obsessed with her. More than anything else, he longed to touch her, to kiss her, to bring her to orgasm himself.
That afternoon she was lying on her towel as usual, very naked and very lovely. As she began to caress herself, Adam could wait no longer. He crept around to the side gate and opened it, walking inside her yard along the fence until he was no more than ten feet away from her. He saw that she was watching him through half-closed eyes as she continued to gently stroke her vulva.
He slowly crawled up to her, looking for any sign that his advances were unwelcome. Reaching out very slowly, he traced the contour of a perfect breast with his fingers, feeling themarvelously soft and cool sensation of her moist skin. Her hands fell to her sides, and she lay back and closed her eyes,seeming to offer herself to him. It was an offer that he could not resist.
Adam bent over her and gently hugged her to him, lowering hishead to her chest and kissing the pale skin between her breasts. One of her nipples brushed his cheek, and he slowlytook it into his mouth, suckling it tenderly. It stiffened between his lips, and he swirled his tongue around it lovingly. He kissed his way to her other breast, giving it the same eager attention.
He held her around the waist and rested his head on her stomach for a moment, delighted by the feel of her smooth, damp skin against his face. He raised his head up to look ather. Her eyes were still shut, but he noticed that her lips were parted and she was breathing quickly.
Leaving his hands on her slender waist, Adam knelt back and regarded the young woman's naked beauty with silent awe. Tiny droplets of water on her lightly tanned skin and in her coppery hair caught the sunlight and gave her body an almost ethereal shimmer. Her neatly trimmed delta of pubic hair flashed red-gold in the sunlight, and he slowly pressed his face to her damp mound, gently nuzzling her soft, sun-drenched pubes.
She remained still, her chest rising and falling with her rapid breathing. He placed his hands underneath her knees and slowly parted her long, shapely legs, revealing her mostintimate self to his hungry eyes, and his even hungrier mouth.He lowered his head and kissed all over the tender skin between her thighs, avoiding the slitted furrow of her dewy vulva for the moment, but he couldn't stay away for long.
Moving his hands over her thighs, he placed a wet and lingeringkiss on her closed petals. He kissed her lower mouth with increasing passion, until the delicate lips began to swell and open for his darting tongue. His saliva mixed with her salty-sweet secretions, and he sealed his lips over her opening, sucking her entire sex into his mouth.
She trembled and moaned quietly, her hands moving to caress his head. Her body would tense as his tongue found a center of pleasure, then would relax again as he swirled his tongue over her succulent flesh. His erect penis was throbbing in the confines of his shorts, but he cast all thought of that aside as he concentrated only on pleasuring the beautiful girl before him.
His dedication was rewarded with a sudden shudder of her slender body. She uttered a soft, whimpering cry as her orgasmic juices gushed forth to coat his lips. Her vagina squeezed at his probing tongue as he licked out every drop ofher sweet-tasting come.
He gently licked at her swollen sex for a short while, then moved up to kiss her lower stomach. Her eyes were still closed, but her chest rose and fell with little shivers as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Moving up until his face was over hers, he ducked down and placed a tender kiss on her smooth forehead. He began to lowerhimself between her legs, but she whimpered and snapped her legs together, pushing firmly against his chest. He quicklypulled away, confused by her reaction, but respectful of it.
He stood and walked back to the gate, turning to see her sitting up and regarding him with an inscrutable expressionas she hugged her arms around herself.
Adam closed the gate and returned home, feeling somewhat puzzled but quite satisfied despite his lack of release. Thesweet taste of Monica's orgasm still lingered on his lips, and he hoped that she would at least continue to sunbathe for him in the future.
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shut up and fuck me

2008-01-11T10:57:00.000+02:00

Did you ever meet anyone that turned you on so much at first glance that you just hated him for it? OK, that sounds twisted, I know. But damn it, I'm going through life, minding my own business (for a change) and up to me walks this guy, says a polite hello...and my clit whimpered and tried to climb out of my panties. And that is just as uncomfortable as it sounds.

I gave him an ugly look and snapped something rude. He smiled at me gently and said "bad day, huh?" That REALLY pissed me off. Where the hell did he get off assuming I'm some kind of nice person the rest of the time...and oh, shit, I carried on like this for a good twenty minutes. He got more and more amused, until I just wanted to belt him one. Finally, I stalked off in a huff, heels clattering out my hostility...which really echoed nicely off the concrete in the parking garage. I slammed my purse down on the hood of my car to hunt for my car keys. That echoed, too. The little squeaking sound I made when he grabbed my arm and spun me around echoed. The crack of my palm across his face seemed to echo forever. His mouth coming down on mine, his tongue thrusting, his fingers gripping my ass...well...that didn't make any sound at all.

I struggled for a good nanosecond before I sucked his tongue with everything I had and ground my hips against the rather sizeable bulge arguing with his jeans. I have never wanted a hot, nasty fuck so much in my life. He slid a thigh between my legs and raised it slightly, and I GROUND my cunt against it. My hands were everywhere on him...his face, his hair, his shoulders, his chest...his nipples were hard, my fingertips discovered, and he liked having them pinched lightly. That made me wonder if he liked having them sucked...and I still feel bad about that nice shirt. I MEANT to unbutton it, but my left hand didn't get the message. The yank-rip-suck combination nearly made him cum in his pants. I tongued and nibbled his nipples until he gasped at me in some kind of private language. I smiled and nodded.

Apparently what he had said was "may I yank your pantyhose down, toss you up on the hood of your car and eat you?" because that's exactly what he did. His mouth came down like it owned my pussy...licking, slurping, nibbling...biting the lips gently, possessively...flicking against my rigid clit. He gripped my ankles and shoved them up...and his mouth slid down to my ass. He bit me on both cheeks, licked and nibbled, then slid his tongue very lightly up the crack of my ass. Very lightly. So close...so very close. I moaned helplessly, unable to tell him what I wanted. Not that I had to. The minute I surrendered and made the "I want you" sound, his tongue thrust into my ass. He tongue fucked my hole until I was clawing at the hood of the car, trying desperately to hold on and not scream. His mouth moved up to my clit and he sucked it in as one index finger slid in and out of my juicy cunt. My back arched as the slick finger slid into my ass as he power-sucked my clit. I came...and why every windshield in there didn't shatter I do not know.

We both froze...me because my brain had exploded and him because he knew somebody had to have heard me scream. Nothing happened. No guards or cops showed up. His eyes gleamed at me and his hands moved. I heard the clink of his belt, the sharp sound of his zipper and the laughter in his voice as he said "come here, bitchy mouth." He slid me off the car, skirt going up to my waist, and my naked ass landed on the cold metal of the bumper. Once the shock of that wore off, I discovered it was a dandy little seat for comfortable cock sucking. It worked out well for him, too, because he could lean forward and brace his palms against the hood of the car while I sucked the absolute hell out of his swollen cock. I stared up at him, watching him watch his cock slide deeper and deeper into my mouth...his eyes getting wide with disbelief as he felt himself slide over my tongue and into my throat. I chuckled and the sound vibrated against him, causing his eyes to roll back into his head, his hips to thrust and his entire load to shoot down my throat.

He sat on the bumper next to me for a while, pants and underwear down around his ankles. I think he was trying to get his eyes to focus. I was trying, but not very hard, to get the shit-eating grin off my face. I had never seen a man so completely blind-sided by an orgasm. Finally, he blinked a couple of times and said "wow." I chuckled again, sort of a triumphant sounding chuckle. He looked at me and smiled slowly. "Now you're in trouble," he said softly.
He stripped me naked while holding my wrists pinned behind me, his mouth on mine. Didn't pop one button, either. The sheer wicked arousal of being naked in a public place was intoxicating. I ground my body against him, flaunting myself, feeling free and hornier than I've ever been. I wanted it NASTY and I wanted it NOW. He slid his hands all over me and put his mouth against my ear. "Ever had a complete stranger watch you fuck while jacking off before?" I tilted my head at him. "Huh?" I said. He grinned. "There's a guy in a van over there watching us. His beating off." I froze for a second, then thawed rapidly. I discovered at that second I'd had exhibitionist tendencies laying dormant. They surged to life and I grinned. "Then let's give him a good show."

He moved me to the corner of the hood, turned me around and bent me over. I braced myself and he rubbed his stiffening cock against my ass, then thrust it into my pussy. I wiggled back at him, loving the way my ass felt as it rubbed against his pubic hair, loving the way my tits jiggled with every movement...and loving knowing the guy in the car was stroking his cock while watching all of it. "Fuck me!" I moaned loudly. "Fuck my hot cunt! Pound your cock in me!" He gripped my hips tight and obliged, each stroke coming in hard enough to lift me to my toes. I humped back at him, feeling every inch of him stroke so deeply.

We screwed like crazy, with no attempt to be quiet. Our bodies slapped together, are breathing was harsh and ragged, and neither one of us could shut up. I kept howling "fuck me!" and he released a running stream of compliments about my hot, wet, tight cunt. My cunt got hotter and tighter when I came violently, and got a lot wetter when he came with an equal force. He stayed hard, slamming his cock deep into my creamy pussy, then took it out and rubbed it up and down the crack of my ass. "Yes!" I said in a cracked voice. "OH, YES!!"

He worked his cock into my ass slowly and carefully. He felt huge! His balls slammed against my clit as he began to pump. I thrust my ass back, wanting every inch of his cock to impale my hot, horny hole. He built up the rhythm slowly, until he fucked my tight hole in a frenzy. He reached around me, one hand gripping my left nipple hard, the other going right for my clit and rubbing. The combined sensations nearly drove me insane. He withdrew suddenly, turned me and flipped me easily up on the hood of the car. He grabbed the backs of my knees and shoved hard, thrusting his cock into my hole as my ass rose.

"Yes!" he breathed, watching his cock fuck my asshole. "YES!! So fucking tight! Your hole is so fucking tight! Spread your pussy lips!" I reached down, and spread myself open for him. He looked demented, eyes dark and gleaming, gasping through his mouth. "Fuck my hole DEEP!" I said loudly. "Fuck my ass DEEP!" He licked his lips, nodded helplessly, and worked his hips as fast and as hard as he could. It was an orgy of pleasure/pain and I wanted it to go on forever. "Fuck me," I said again. "Fuck me so hard I can't stand it. Fuck my tight hole ALL the way open! Fill my ass with your cum! Flood me with your hot cum! I want my ass to overflow!"
The single most erotic sight I've ever seen was the stunned expression on that man's face. Ah, I thought, and raised my head, glaring at me. "Do you hear me?" I howled. "Fuck it OPEN!! Fuck my ass HARD!! Fuck my ass like a whore's cunt!! Make me your ass-pussy!! SCREW MY HOLE!! Flood my with cum!! I want to feel your hot cream pour down both my legs. I want you to shoot a LOAD in me!! I want that big dick of yours to pump and pump and PUMP cum into me!! Fill me!! FLOOD ME WITH YOUR CUM!!"

He fucked my ass like a machine, his face twisted with ecstasy, sweat pouring, his slick palms shoved into the backs of my knees. His eyes had gone blank, every nerve ending in his body stimulated by his relentlessly fucking cock. I rubbed my clit, making myself cum again and again, shrieking "FUCK ME!! FUCK ME AS I CUM FOR YOU!!"

He threw back his head and howled like an animal as his cock released spurt after spurt after spurt of hot cream in my ass. I got my wish and then some. He flooded me! I felt splash out with his final strokes, then caught him as he pitched forward on top of me. After a while, he lifted his head and said something that sounded like "mxlpixitdarnf." I had to agree with him. The guy in the van agreed with him, too.
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strip poker sex

2008-01-11T09:47:00.000+02:00

One night as my boyfriend Mike and I lay in bed, I told him of my fantasy of doing group sex, with more than one guy, besides him. I also mentioned maybe having some bondage included, what did he think of that idea? He said he thought it would be a lot of fun, and that he bet he could talk the card players into it! He said that this coming Saturday night they would be playing cards at our house, and since they were all single, they would probably be game. Would that be too soon for me? I said I thought that would be fine. Secretly I couldn't wait for Saturday night!
I spent the next two days fantasizing about Saturday night, and what would happen to me!

Things like this really turn me on! Finally Saturday night arrived and the men Jim, Larry, and Ted showed up at our house. We all went down to the basement rec. room where the card table is. Mike said that I wanted to play a few hands with them and would that be all right? Jim said, that if the stakes were interesting enough it was fine with him, the others agreed. Mike said it would be very interesting, and they said I could play. Mike, who was the dealer said the game would be blackjack, and the lowest hand would take off an article of clothing, was that all right with everyone, again they agreed. He said there would be a one-hour time limit on the game, and then we would do something else.

Mike dealt the cards, and I lost. Jim said, " well," and I stood up and unbuttoned my blouse, and took it off, and sat back down. Mike dealt the cards again, and I lost again, I got up and took off my shorts, and sat back down. At this rate I would be the only naked person there, and game was less than ten minutes old! Mike dealt the cards again and I lost that hand also. I stood up and looking at the guys reached behind my back and unhooked my bra, letting it slide down my arms. The guys all looked at my large breasts, as I sat back down. Mike dealt the cards and I lost again. I started to slide out of my panties without getting up from the table. Ted said, "stop and stand up, then take them off." I stood up and slid my panties down over hips, exposing my blond bush, and down my legs, and kicked them off. Four losing hands in a row, and I was sitting there naked, with four men, at the card table in our basement! What a turn on this was! I was getting wet just sitting there!

Mike said that since I didn't have anything else to lose, that if I lost the next hand, the winner would get to play with my tits for two minutes! Would that be fair? I nodded my head yes, I didn't think I would lose again! Mike dealt the cards, and Jim was the winner. He told me to come over to where he sat, and I did. He told me to put my hands behind my neck, and I did, and he put a hand on each boob! He massaged my tits like this for a while before he started to play with my nipples, he soon had them standing up, and I was getting turned on! Mike said," time was up! and if I lost again the winner of the next hand would get to play with my pussy for three minutes! "

I sat back down and Mike dealt the cards, I couldn't believe it, I lost again! Six losing hands in less than twenty minutes! Mike won this time, what did he have in store for me? He got up and came to where I was sitting, and told me to stand up. He led the way from the table a few feet and told me to turn around and face the guys. He stood behind me, and told me to spread my feet apart, and put my hands behind my neck again. I spread my feet far apart and put my hands behind my neck. He reached around me and started running his fingers over the front of my thighs. He knows this really turn me on. Mike worked his hand between my legs and parted my lower lips! He dipped his finger into my pussy, wetting it with my juices. He then found my waiting clit and started making small circles on it. I sighed, and he began to finger me in front of the guys. This was causing me to really get turned on! He asked Larry how much time was left and Larry said two and one half minutes. Mike was fingering my clit, and nibbling on my shoulder, and pretty soon he had me gasping for breath and moaning softly. I could feel an orgasm coming on and I wondered if he was going to make me come in front of the guys! I was moving my pussy against his hand, and I could tell that if he kept this up much longer, that was just what would happen! Then Larry called out," times up," and Mike quit fingering me and told me to go sit back down. When I returned to the table I noticed a pair of Velcro wrist cuffs in front of Ted!

Mike said that if I lost the next hand that he and the guys would get to do whatever they wanted to do to me! He said that if I wanted to quit now was the time! I said there was no way I could lose the next hand, and I was game for anything they had to offer! He dealt cards, and I couldn't believe my luck! I had lost again! This time Ted won and Mike asked him if he wanted us to go to play room. This was a room in which Mike and I played our bondage games! What was I in for? I really couldn't wait! Ted told me to stand up, and he picked up wrist cuffs, and cuffed my wrists behind my back. He then led me into the playroom, to the examination table. I wondered how he knew about it! then I remembered that Mike had said he would talk to them about my fantasy! Mike and Jim were standing by the head of the table, and Larry was at the foot. Ted un-cuffed my wrists and told me to lie down, and Mike and Jim, helped me.

They fastened my wrists, below the headrest, to the front legs; this caused by large breasts to be pulled taut. Then Larry and Ted placed my feet in the stirrups, at the end of leg rods, and fastened the ankle and foot straps. They then swiveled the rods out to the side, and up, and locked them in place. There I was stark naked, breasts taut, my legs spread wide, and my knees bent. I was wide open for anyone to play with, and with four horny men in the room! I'm almost came at the thought of it!

Larry begin to play with my blond bush, and his fingers soon found my waiting clit and he began to finger me. Ted had taken off his clothes and was running his stiff dick along my cunt, by my dripping hole! Mike was playing with my tits, and Jim had his clothes off and I felt his dick touch my lips! I opened my lips and his dick slid my mouth, and I felt Ted slide into my cunt.
Larry was fingering my clit, and Ted began thrusting in and out of my cunt, and I was moaning and my hips had started moving. I knew that I was not going to last long it this rate, and as I sucked on Jim's dick, I felt Ted's hands grasp my hips! Larry was fingering me faster and Ted was thrusting faster, and I felt my cunt muscles tighten around his dick. He held my hips tighter and was thrusting harder, as Jim went off in my mouth. My hips were bucking the upward, and I was moaning loudly. I felt him go rigid, and he started to shoot into me as my own orgasms started! My back arched and I strained against my bonds, trying to get his dick further into me! My body began to shake, and my moans became a scream, as Larry fingered me to my first orgasm! After I had quieted down and Ted withdrew, Jim moved between my outstretched legs, and Mike was beside my head! Larry began playing with my tits, and the whole cycle started again, but with Jim fucking me this time! It didn't take very long this time either, as Ted fingered my clit; I gave Mike one of my better blowjobs for a job well done!

They all took turns fucking me as they rotated around the table! When it was Mike turn, Jim fingered my clit, and I gave Mike one of my better rides when I reached orgasm! They then unfastened me, and we went back into the card room for round of drinks. I thought to myself that this was one of the most enjoyable nights of my life. I looked forward to the next card night when I would have some surprises for them! I wondered how they arraigned for me to lose seven hands in a row? But then maybe I was really the winner!
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first time

2008-01-10T18:55:00.000+02:00

Billy was out of it, he was 16 and had been doing the usual Friday night ritual of a teenager in a small British town... drinking budget cider until he felt ill and my god did he feel ill. He had mislaid his drinking partners and was now trying to make his way home without being run over or vomiting in someone's front garden. He sat on a wall to compose himself for a few seconds but before he knew what was happening his head had dropped and he was fell asleep.
'Billy! Billy! BILL!!!
Billy woke up with a start as a concerned Charlotte shook him. Charlotte was in some of Billy's classes at school as well as a regular drinking partner. Charlotte was in Billy's eyes, the perfect looking girl, she was around 5'4" with all the right curves and dirty blonde hair and on top of all that she was one of the nicest people you were ever likely to meet.
'You alright mate?' Billy slurred.
'I'm fine' She giggled.
'You trying to get home?'
'Yeah I think so. But I got some company now so I might not.'
'Riiight... d'you want to warm up round mine, its freezing out here and there's no-one in.'
'Yeah,' Billy grinned like he'd never grinned before.
Charlotte took hold of Billy's hand and hauled him up. Billy stumbled and grabbed her round the waist for support, Charlotte giggled and Billy quickly removed the offending hands thinking she was objecting.
'You didn't have to do that, I didn't mind.' She smiled.
Not quite knowing what to say Billy just grinned stupidly again as Charlotte stared into his eyes before grabbing his hand and quickly dragged him up a nearby alleyway. Billy looked up and down the alleyway, there was just one lamppost shining at the end he looked back at Charlotte as she placed his hands back round her waist.
He looked at her innocent looking face smiling back at him as she leaned into kiss him gently she parted her lips and let Billy slip his tongue inside. They held each other closer as the passion built up between them until Charlotte slowly pulled away.
'Are you still a Virgin?' She asked quietly.
'Yeah... you?' Billy asked nervously.
'Nah, I lost mine when I was 14,' she said turning away from Billy's gaze.
Billy wasn't quite sure what to say so he just held her close to him, partly to keep warm as he was shivering by now in the February chill but more to comfort his sexy friend.
'Would you want to lose yours to me?' She whispered suddenly.
'Yeah... why wouldn't I?' Billy spluttered, the nervousness returning to his voice.
Charlotte giggled once again and kissed him on the cheek before letting her hand drop to his jean-covered crotch. Billy looked down as she expertly unzipped his fly and began to gently stroke his rapidly hardening cock through his boxer shorts. With her other hand she unsnapped her own jeans and slipped her hand into her own panties as Billy watched with awe as she pleasured both him and herself.
Billy could feel his full 6 inches but he couldn't take his eyes off Charlottes hand inside her panties as squelching noises began to fill the air, suddenly she removed her hand and playfully stuck her finger in Billy's mouth... his first taste of woman and he was hooked.
'You ready then?' She said.
Billy nodded and she gave him a quick kiss before taking down his jeans and boxers, dropping them to his ankles. His cock sprung out proudly, a drop of pre-cum just glistened in the little bit of light there was. As he was staring at his erect member Charlotte dropped her own underwear to her ankles and turned, facing the wall her left hand pressed firmly against it so that she was bent over slightly.
'Ready when you are.' Charlotte smiled comfortingly.
Billy positioned himself behind and took his cock in his hand and tried to guide himself into her warm hole. He nudged it up against her pussy lips a couple of times unable to find the right location, his frustration grew as he repeatedly nudged his cock against her hot genitals. Feeling him becoming more and more annoyed, Charlotte calmly reached round and took his throbbing cock into her hand.
'It's alright babe, you just keep calm.'
Cock in hand she slowly guided it into herself and Billy felt his head slide into her tight hole. He was in ecstasy Charlotte let go and let him make his way all the way in. Billy began to withdraw and slowly picked up his pace, soon he had got the knack and was humping like a pro, Charlotte was obviously appreciating his rapidly improving skills as her moans grew louder and her hips began to meet with every one of Billy's thrusts.
She dropped her right hand down to her dripping snatch and began to rub on her swollen clit, Billy was going at quite a pace now as his balls slapped against his thighs with every thrust, suddenly Charlotte thrust backwards violently letting out a huge moan.
'Keep doing that... that... that was my G-Spot!' She cried.
Billy kept at the same pace as Charlotte kept up an almost constant moan she finally called out that she was cumming and without warning a huge stream of liquid left her pee-hole. Billy wasn't sure what had just happened but he knew he liked it as he began to feel his balls tighten.
'I'm going to cum!!' He yelled.
'Keep it in me baby, keep it in.' Charlotte squealed still having mini orgasms.
Billy held on tight as he let himself go letting rope after rope of hot cum shoot deep inside Charlottes aching hole. Billy collapsed on top of Charlotte withdrawing his now limp cock from her cum-filled pussy. Charlotte turned around and kissed Billy lovingly pulling up her jeans in the process.
'Cheers babe, you were brilliant. You going to be alright to get home?'
'Uh-huh,' was all Billy could muster.
Charlotte laughed again and gave Billy one last kiss.
'I'll see you on school on Monday then. Thanks again.'
Charlotte walked off leaving a smiling Billy to clean up his sticky cock on his pair of sacrificed boxers.
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i'm so horny

2008-01-10T11:47:00.000+02:00

"Jesus", Kate thought to herself, "I am so fucking horny!" She quickly ran down the options to herself. She could watch a porno flick and masturbate, she could read a dirty novel and masturbate, she could hop online and indulge in cybersex and masturbate, she could call a "personals" telephone line, have phone sex and masturbate. The option were just not appealing. She had reached the point where her own touch was not going to be enough to send her over the edge this time around. She picked up the phone.

"Hi Bradley," she chirped into the phone when he answered.

She could hear the smile in his voice as he answered her. "Hey babe. Whatcha up to?" he asked in his deep mellow tones.

They had a friendship, mostly. Oh, there were some warmer feelings there, but basically it was the kind of friendship based on physical attraction and mutual release. In short, they were fuck buddies. If he was in need of relief he gave her a jingle. If she was the one with the primal urges, she could give him a call. They could talk about current events, his life, her boyfriends, work, and all the other good stuff, but when you got right down to it, they dealt best together when they were naked and doing the horizontal mambo.

"Nothin' much," she responded to him. "What are you doing this afternoon, anyway?" she decided to be honest.

He laughed. He could tell by the tone in her voice, she wanted to be fucked. And Kate wanted it now. It wasn't a problem with him. He genuinely liked her, and cared about her feelings, but what he adored most about her was her body and what he could do with it.

He decided to tease her. "Well..." he drew out the word and followed it by a pause.

"Well, what?" she rose to the bait like he knew she would.

"Well, I really have some work to do. And I am kind of tired. I may take a nap. It has been a rough week," he told her with a serious tone in his voice.

"I can think of the perfect way to relax you," she interjected with a suggestive tone in her voice.

Bradley laughed again. "And how is that, my darling slut?" he asked her as he lowered his voice.

"Invite me over, and I'll show you," Kate answered as she felt a thrill run through her lower regions. Damn, he was turning her on already!

He felt a twitch in his cock at the thought of her naked before him, and he assented. "Come over now, then, I have things to do." He sighed, for show of course, "I can't spend all day taking care of your cunt." He knew how much she loved to be talked dirty to, and he loved to oblige her.

"I'll be there in five minutes," she said, and hung up the phone before he could say anything else.

She quickly ran into her bedroom, slipped out of her nightgown and threw on a sundress. It was black with flowers all over it, and had spaghetti straps over her shoulders. It was tight around her breasts and since she couldn't wear a bra with it, so she decided to leave her panties off too. As she skipped down the stairs of her apartment, she giggled to herself. Her tits were bouncing to beat the band, and she laughed at the thought of actually getting a black eye from hitting herself in the face with them.

Kate hopped in the car and away she went. She was going to get laid!

After making the ten block trip to Bradley's apartment, she found a parking spot on the street right in front. She got out of the car and looked around. It was a nice old Victorian house that had been turned into apartments. There was a huge old oak tree in the front yard, casting its shadows over the front porch that ran the length of the house. Bradley's apartment was on the first floor, and she bounded up the two steps and rang the bell.

"Come in!" she heard him holler from somewhere inside, and she opened the heavy door and let herself in. The apartment was cool, even for the heat of the summer, and he had no need of air conditioning. There were ceiling fans in each room, however, wafting the cool air and making goose-pimples erupt along her arms.

"Where are you?" she asked.

"Back here," he called and she followed his voice in the direction of the bedroom. He had a huge bedroom, with a king sized bed as the centerpiece. The hardwood floors creaked beneath her as she made her way through the hallway, and as she walked through the doorway, she stopped suddenly.

"Oh MY!" she breathed as she surveyed the scene before her.

Bradley was nude and he was standing in the center of the room. His cock was half hard, and he was smiling at her. The bed was stripped of its coverings except for a purple sheet and two pillows. But what really caused the sharp twinge of excitement to run through her entire body was what was on the bed. Lying on the bed was an exquisite blonde female. She looked like she was in her early twenties. Her tits were medium sized, probably about a B cup. She was slim and fair complected, and her pussy was completely shaven. She was in bondage. Her arms were tied to the headboard and her legs were spread wide and somehow tied to the bed posts at the foot of the bed. She was blindfolded and gagged, with headphones on her ears. Kate could just make out the sounds of classical music coming from the phones.

Bradley chuckled to himself as he watched Kate's thoughts cross her face. She would be so disappointed to know how transparent she was, but he loved it. He could always tell what she was thinking, even when she tried to hide it. Right now, confusion and embarrassment were dueling with curiosity and more than a bit of lust.

"I. Um. I... Well," she stammered, taken aback. She didn't even give a thought to the idea that Bradley might be entertaining someone else when she called. And good Lord... he could have just told her he was busy! But she couldn't take her eyes off of the woman.

Bradley approached Kate slowly, not taking his eyes from her face. He so enjoyed taking her places she had never been before. This was something they had talked about. He wanted to see her with another woman, but she had always said that it didn't turn her on. By the looks of her erect nipples, she had been lying to him, and maybe to herself.

"Kate, meet Tawny. She is ours to play with," he spoke softly as he reached out to touch Kate's tits. "I want you to try this." He smiled as her eyes flew to his, and he saw the chaos inside of her reflected there. He flicked the nearest strap off of her shoulder, and watched the front of her sundress peel down, exposing her breast.

Kate was much more generously endowed than the blonde in bondage. Her tits measured a magnificent 42DDD, with dark pink nipples that he loved to tease. One time, he had bound them and sucked and licked and bit them until they both could see that her nips had grown to the size of grapes. That was when he had taken out the digital camera and snapped a few pics for them both to enjoy at a later time.

Right now, though, he walked behind her and pulled the other half of her dress down. Without her tits to cling to, it slid all the way to the floor, puddling beneath her. "Such a slut," he teased her. "No panties either? You DO need to be fucked, don't you sweetheart?" And he slapped her across her ass. Her breath drew in sharply, but she didn't say anything.

Kate's mind was whirling. What did he expect from her, she wondered to herself. Bradley was so kinky that he always kept her on her toes, but this was a little too much. But the sexy slut inside her told her not to leave. The smack on her bottom was nothing - they had played with much more serious S & M than that. When Bradley reached around her and pulled her against him, she felt his semi-erect cock against the warmth of her ass and she wiggled a bit. He cupped her tits and pulled on her nipples while he rubbed his cock up and down the cleft of her bottom. And the things he was saying. Good God, he was making her so hot!

"Look at her tits, Kate. See how hard her nipples are? They are like little pebbles. Wouldn't you like to taste them? And you can just make out how wet her cunt is from here. Tawny has the sweetest pussy juice, Kate. Almost as sweet as yours. She doesn't get QUITE as wet as you do, but can you see it? There is a wet spot right underneath her where she is leaking all over the bed."

Kate squinted and trained her eyes right between the blonde's spread legs. Sure enough, there was a dark stain where she was dripping her pussy lube. "Ohhh..." Kate sighed as she looked. She was speechless. Not many people in the world could render Kate mute, but Bradley could, and did. It was what made their fuck friendship so incredible.

Bradley pushed Kate closer and closer to the bed. He was going to do it, he decided. He wanted to see what she would do. He knew Kate was excited. He could feel the heat from between her legs and could smell her arousal. Kate got wetter than any woman he had ever met. Whether she was tied up and teased mercilessly, or just pounded hard by his relentless fucking, he always had to wash the sheets when they were finished.

They were standing next to the blonde now. Bradley continued to tell Kate how aroused she was. It was part of the humiliation factor that got her excited. "You know why I let you come over, Kate?" And he continued without giving her a chance to say anything. "I let you come over here because I knew that a slut like you would get off on this. I knew that someone who needs it as bad as you do would let me... no... would WANT me to share her with you. I know you said you weren't attracted to other women, but come ON, Kate..." he ran a finger through Kate's dripping gash. "Taste yourself. See how hot you are at the thought of this." He held his finger up to her mouth.

Kate opened her mouth and let him insert his finger. She tasted her juices and she knew that he was right. She WAS a slut. She WAS turned on by this whole situation. She sucked instinctively on the finger, and allowed him to insert another.

Bradley's cock was fully erect now, and with Kate sucking away at his fingers, he felt little pulses running up and down it. He knew what she could do when she sucked his cock, and he had every intention of allowing her to give him head today. But not before...

Kate froze as he took his fingers out of her mouth. She looked on in amazement as he climbed on the bed between Tawny's bound legs and positioned his hard cock at the small pink opening to her pussy. He looked over at Kate and smiled. "Don't you wish you were her, sweet Kate?" And he plunged the entire length of his cock into the blonde.

Tawny's reaction was as extreme as it could be for a woman bound and gagged. Kate could just make out small moans from around the gag, and she grew jealous. She knew what it felt like to have Bradley's thick prick buried deep inside her cunt, and that was the feeling that she craved. Kate slowly knelt on the floor beside the bed and glued her eyes on the junction of the two bodies. Bradley's cock had the vein on the bottom pulsing. She could see it. And his entire manhood was slick with pussy juice. Kate was amazed as she watched the woman's tiny hole stretch around the turgid cock. In and out. In and out. In and out. Bradley had a rhythm to his thrusts. He didn't fuck the blonde hard or fast, but in a steady motion that had Kate reaching down to her own pussy to tease her clit. It was the most arousing thing she had ever seen. The fucking right before her eyes was driving her crazy.

Bradley was enjoying the feeling of Tawny's pussy around his cock. She was hot and wet and the walls of her cunt clung to him. He was struggling with his instinct to pound into her with all of his might, but that wasn't part of his plan. He looked down at Kate and smiled when he saw where her hand was. She was hot alright, he thought to himself. He wanted to see what she would do next.

"Kate. Kate? Kate!" he called her name quietly but commandingly, finally getting her attention. Her dilated brown eyes rose to his and she looked at him questioningly, never stopping the caressing of her pussy.

Her eyes clung to his. "What?" she asked. She ran her forefinger over the top of her clit and her eyes started to slide shut with the feeling.

"Kate! Look at me now!" he compelled her to look at him again. "Stop playing with your cunt." He watched as she slowly took her hand away from her pussy and she moaned. He reached out, while still embedded in Tawny's grasping walls, and twined his hand around the long length of Kate's brown hair. He pulled her toward him onto the bed.

As she climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, Kate saw Tawny's body freeze. With a moment of clarity, Kate realized that the blonde had no idea that there was a third person in the room. Kate's cunt twinged at the thought. She wondered what Tawny was thinking, but then Kate's rational side disappeared as Bradley pulled his cock completely out of Tawny. It pointed skyward, it was so hard, and Kate could see his balls pulled up tight behind the length of his prick.

Bradley pulled Kate closer so that her face was in front of his cock. "Now, Kate. Suck me. I want you to taste how sweet Tawny is. Lick her wetness from my cock." He stopped smiling as Kate's eyes flew to his. Her head jerked in his grasp, and he knew that she would have moved away if she could. She needed some more convincing, he thought to himself. He reached underneath her to her dangling tits. He pulled harshly on one of her nipples, almost as if milking her. "Kate! You know that you want this. Your mouth is watering for a taste of my cock, isn't it, my slut? You know how much you like to drink down my juices. I want you to suck me off. Now!"

He smiled as he watched Kate's mouth open and her pink tongue came out. She tentatively licked at the head of his cock. And as she realized that it wasn't so bad, she became more enthusiastic at the blow job. He rewarded her by easing his grip on her breast, pinching but more gently, to keep her aroused as she sucked him off.

Kate was horrified at what she was doing. She was licking another woman's pussy juice off of Bradley's cock. This had to be the farthest she has sunk in her pursuit of sexual pleasure, part of her brain told her. But the slutty part of her mind told her that it really wasn't bad tasting at all. In fact, it really wasn't that much different from when she sucked him off after he fucked her own cunt. In fact, Slut Kate's mind told her, it kind of tasted good. The mixture of Tawny's juices when Bradley oozed a little pre-cum was absolutely delicious, in fact. Kate stopped thinking again.

Bradley groaned as he felt Kate swallow the head of his cock. Jesus... she had never deep throated him before! It was all he could do to maintain his control as he felt the narrowness of her gullet around him. And her tongue was just darting all over the shaft, driving him insane with lust. He needed to concentrate on something else.

He reached his free hand out to Tawny's pussy. He had one hand teasing Kate's nipple, and the other was now doing the same to Tawny's clit. He set up a similar rhythm with each, enjoying the way the two women were wriggling around. Kate's mouth suddenly redoubled its suction, and Bradley moaned and pulled out before he shot his wad. He had one more thing he wanted before he allowed himself the bliss of climax.

Kate looked up Bradley's face. Dammit, she thought, she wanted to drink him down. Now! She followed his gaze to where his left hand was pulling on Tawny's clit. The wet spot underneath the bound woman had grown, and Kate could see more clear fluid oozing from the pink slit that was spread open before her eyes.

Bradley took his hand from Tawny and held his shiny fingers up before Kate's lips. "Do it, Kate. Taste her again. You know you want to. Lick her from my fingers." And he watched as Kate's pink lips opened and her pink tongue began to clean his hand. With his other hand, Bradley finally touched Kate's wet cunt. Her moan was from the soul, and he felt her shudder as he thrust two fingers inside of her. She was hot as an oven, and as slippery as silk.

He fingerfucked her slowly as she sucked his hand clean. He knew she would get off on this, he thought to himself. She was as sexual as he was, and he loved pushing the envelope with her. She hadn't disappointed him yet.

Finally, he pulled his fingers from her mouth and from her pussy. She looked up at him again.

"You know, sweet Kate. You have already tasted her. What is the difference if you lick it from the source?" he remarked in a conversational tone, although at the thought his cock jerked.

Kate's rational mind reared up again. What did he think of her to think that she would do THAT? Hadn't she told him that she didn't want to be with another woman? They played some wonderful games together, but wasn't this going TOO far?

But then Bradley spoke again. His words cut right through Kate's common sense and went straight for her pussy. "You know... I have always wanted to fuck you while you eat out another woman. What do you say, slut Kate? If you lick Tawny's pussy, I will fuck the hell out of your needy cunt. Wouldn't you like that? Don't you want to feel my nice hard cock deep inside you, splitting you open? Mmm... come on Kate... do it..." and he began turning her body around so that her head was directly in front of the bound blonde's slit.

Kate looked up at the wet pinkness before her eyes. She felt Bradley behind her, stroking his cock up and down her own dripping slot, and she shuddered. When he put just the head of his manhood at the opening to her body, she drew a deep breath. Tawny's arousal filled her nostrils. After all, she had already done it, more or less. And getting fucked would at least take her mind off of what she was doing, she thought.

Kate dropped her head, stuck her tongue out and ran it up the length of the blonde's gash. It didn't taste bad, she thought. Bradley's cock penetrated her a couple of inches. Kate stopped to concentrate on the flesh penetrating her, and the cock withdrew. "I said eat her, Kate. You lick her good and I will fuck you good. Tit for tat," Bradley's voice chuckled over her shoulder.

Kate inhaled again. And then she began to lick the Tawny's cunt the best she could. Her tongue ran up one side of the blonde's swollen inner lips and down the other, and then she zeroed in on the small pink hole. Her tongue thrust inside Tawny's passage, and she felt the other woman freeze and then began shuddering. The blonde was wriggling as much as she could in her bondage, and it felt to Kate like she was trying to force Kate's tongue deeper into her. Her hips bucked and Kate felt the other woman's juices increase.

Bradley was good as his word. He could see Tawny's body squirming, and he could hear the slurps from Kate's face as she pressed it into the blonde's pussy. He drove his cock all the way into Kate's buttery cunt and began to fuck her the way she liked best. He withdrew slowly, till the head of his cock was just touching her hole, and then quickly slammed the entire length of himself back into her willing wetness. He could hear her muffled moans as he bottomed out time and time again. Slowly, he picked up the pace as they both liked, till he was driving in and out of her as quickly as he could.

Kate wasn't thinking anymore. She was just feeling and tasting. As she licked Tawny's cunt, she reveled in the thick cock that was plundering her tight channel. The friction of Bradley's balls slapping against her clit with every thrust was pushing her closer to orgasm. She wailed into the blonde's pussy as she felt Bradley reach down and pinch her tiny kernel of nerves between his thumb and forefinger. Tawny's pussy walls were snapping and clenching every time Kate licked inside of her. Kate wanted the bound woman to feel the pleasure she herself was feeling, so she licked up to Tawny's erect pearl of flesh. She quickly passed her tongue over it, enjoying the feeling of Tawny's back arching up towards her and then covered it with her entire mouth and sucked. Kate used the same suction she used when she brought ecstasy to her male lovers, and it had the same results.

Bradley watched Tawny's back arch so hard he thought she might break. She froze in that position and then he heard her scream, even through the gag. She fluttered like a fish gasping for air as she climaxed harder than he had ever seen her do before. He knew it was only a matter of time until he exploded from the excitement of the entire afternoon, so he pulled extra hard on Kate's clit. He watched her back arch too, and then he felt her cunt clench and convulse around his cock. Kate wasn't gagged, and he heard her scream, muffled though it was by the blonde's pussy, as she orgasmed just seconds after Tawny. Not one to lag behind, Bradley rammed his cock as deep into Kate's channel as he could and felt his balls melt as he spurted his essence deep inside her warmth.

As they slowly regained their breath, Bradley slowly slipped his softening cock from Kate's pussy. He collapsed on the bed next to her and she just looked at him and smiled.

"MUCH better than masturbation," she smirked at him.
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